Crossover Anime: Collecting Treasures from All Worlds Starting with Type-Moon

Shen Qiu nodded. Okita Souji's combat prowess was beyond question, and while Chiron was also very strong, he had already used up all his Noble Phantasms.

With Rin's magic power, it shouldn't be a problem for Okita Souji to use his Noble Phantasm again. If that doesn't work, there are Command Seals to bless it.

"By the Command Seal, Crimson Caster, immediately use your Noble Phantasm on Amakusa Shirou!"

With a Command Seal flashing behind her, Jeanne's command was instantly transmitted to Shakespeare's mind in the distance. Without any magical resistance, he had to use this Noble Phantasm whether he wanted to or not!

"Come out, my old partner!"

After Shen Qiu became his Master, Astolfo's magic power was immediately replenished, and at the same time, his basic attributes also increased by a level, making him comparable to the top three riders!

The importance of a good Master.

"woo woo woo woo!"

With a loud eagle's cry, a fantasy creature with the upper body of an eagle and the lower body of a lion appeared before Shen Qiu, obediently lying on the ground.

“Hey, Mr. Shen, what if we encounter that woman’s magic cannon again? Do you have a way to deal with it? It’s a really troublesome thing.”

Astolfo, holding the reins of the eagle with both hands, asked with some doubt.

"Don't worry, I bet there's a fifty percent chance that Semiramis won't use a magic cannon to attack us, and even if she does, I have enough means of defense."

Shen Qiu smiled. Semiramis must be facing a difficult choice right now, right?

And this is exactly what happens above the Sky Garden.

"Realistic Marble..."

Semiramis stared grimly at the circular light barrier that enveloped Shakespeare and Amakusa Shiro. How could she, as the great magician of the Age of Gods, not recognize what it was?

Even with her abilities, breaking through the established barrier in a short time would not be an easy task.

In fact, Shakespeare's Noble Phantasm is not a Reality Marble, but it has the same coercive power as a Reality Marble. If Amakusa Shirou can complete the trial of his Noble Phantasm, then the Noble Phantasm will automatically dissipate, whether he allows it or not.

A very interesting Noble Phantasm.

"You wait, Shiro! I'll go to the storage room right away, control his Master, and use Command Spells to dispel his Noble Phantasm!" With that, Semiramis turned to leave.

However, at that moment, Shen Qiu and his group appeared on the screen floating in the air, riding on a swift eagle!

"No! Immediately use the magic cannon to shoot them down. We can't let them into the Sky Garden!" Amakusa Shiro, who had also witnessed this scene, immediately said sternly.

"Oh? It seems you're all ready. Well then, I won't stand on ceremony."

Shakespeare opened the book in his hands with a cold smile.

"Let me see your story; the performance has begun—this deserves thunderous applause!"

Chapter 318: A Sage's Elegy, A Youth's Ideal (Please Subscribe)

The performance has begun; now it deserves thunderous applause!

A B+ rank anti-personnel Noble Phantasm. Although it is an anti-personnel Noble Phantasm, the moment it is released, it will exert a coercive force equivalent to a Reality Marble, enveloping the chosen person within it.

At the same time, a "story" chosen by Shakespeare will be performed. In fact, this treasure has zero destructive power, but it will expose the most painful and tender part of the chosen person's heart to him, and he will be severely criticized and ridiculed.

In this way, the so-called Noble Phantasm itself has no destructive power, but sometimes it can produce something more terrifying than ordinary damage, achieving unexpected effects.

"Well then, Kotomine Shiro, let me see what your story is all about."

Holding a storybook, Shakespeare gazed at the young priest before him with a greedy look. From the first moment he saw him, he had developed an endless interest in this somewhat dark-skinned priest.

However, due to the fact that the other party had Assassin's help and held the power of life and death over him, he had not been able to achieve his wish. Now that the Red team was facing a huge crisis, he had already planned to give him a surprise.

Joan of Arc's command spells were exactly what he wanted!

"I have absolutely no interest in the Holy Grail, nor in the battles of the Holy Grail War. All I want is to see the grandest and most spectacular story in the world!!!"

As a faint magical power emanated from Shakespeare, the surrounding scenery emitted an intense white light. When Shiro Tokusaku opened his eyes again, he saw a place he had never expected.

"Where is this... Shimabara?"

He looked at his hands and clothes with some confusion. His dark skin had turned snow-white for some reason, and his whole body had shrunk. He was wearing coarse cloth clothes and straw sandals.

The surrounding scenery was undoubtedly the place where he had lived before his death. In the simple wooden house, there were a few rough chairs and benches that could hardly be called furniture.

"Why did I come to Shimabara? No... this must be Caster's Noble Phantasm effect..." Thinking of this, the priest's head began to throb violently.

"Let's go out and see what tricks he's up to..."

Amakusa Shiro shook his head helplessly. He hadn't expected that after guarding against Caster for so long, he would still be able to get away with it in the end.

However, before he could open the door, a thin figure rushed in. The figure was wearing simple armor that was already falling apart, and blood was still flowing down his arms and neck.

"Tamura!"

Upon seeing the newcomer's appearance, the priest immediately stood up. Of course, he recognized him; this was his most loyal bodyguard in life!

However, before he could utter the words of reunion, the guard named Tamura clasped his hands together and cried out in a somewhat mournful tone.

"Hurry, my lord! Retreat! The shogunate and its army have already stormed the city! We've prepared ships for you at sea and made contact with the Dutch merchants we met before. Hurry! Otherwise, it will be too late!"

After hearing Tamura's words, Amakusa Shiro's face turned deathly pale. He now knew exactly what time and where he was.

The day Shimabara Castle fell in 1638 AD.

His mind went completely blank, and the scene before him seemed to blur in an instant. This day... would be a nightmare he would never forget.

"No... I won't leave... I want to live and die with everyone on the island..."

In a daze, he murmured the same choice he had made in life.

"My lord! If we don't leave, the lives of so many of our brothers will be wasted!" The guard named Tamura looked pained after hearing his words. In order to rescue Amakusa Shiro, who was surrounded, hundreds of guards fought their way out.

Everyone else besides him has died in battle, but if Amakusa Shiro insists on waiting to die, then what was the point of their sacrifice?

Just then, a rocket shot out from afar and pierced his chest! He stared incredulously at the handsome young man sitting on the bench, his throat agape as if he wanted to say something, but he ultimately fell down without uttering a sound.

"Tamura!!!"

His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the gaunt samurai who had fallen before him. He felt waves of anger and blood rushing to his head. Looking at the shogunate army that was charging over to seize the credit for the battle, he felt an excruciating pain.

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"Kill them! Kill them!"

Amakusa Shiro reflexively activated the magic circuits in his arms, but there was no reaction whatsoever. The shogunate soldiers in black armor finally stepped into the small room.

"Am I going to be captured alive again... and then suffer the agony of being burned alive all over again..."

The boy closed his eyes with a sorrowful look. Perhaps this was his fate. He had let down everyone around him with their efforts and kindness, and in the end, he had destroyed everything.

Just as he had given up resisting and was about to surrender, the shogunate soldiers who had already entered the house frowned.

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"We couldn't find Amakusa Shiro. If we can't find him here, this guy seems to be called Tamura? He must be his bodyguard. We'll cut off his head and take it back as a reward."

After uttering these words, the shogunate army hastily departed.

He stared blankly as the shogunate soldier chopped off Tamura's head with a single stroke, then gleefully carried the head of the man who had guarded him all his life, intending to take it back to the shogunate to claim his reward, as if he could already see the money and power within him.

Ah... money, and power...

At that moment, a chilling voice suddenly rang out from Tamura, who had already been carried on his back.

"Amakusa Shiro, I hate you. It's all because of you... that we've ended up like this..."

"It's all...because of me..."

Yes, it's all because of him.

If he hadn't raised the banner of rebellion against the shogunate, Tamura wouldn't have ended up like this; if he hadn't lost heart at the crucial moment, Tamura and the other guards wouldn't have sacrificed themselves in vain.

Because of himself, how many lives and futures have he ruined? And how many of those who followed him have met a good end?

"Hahahahaha!!! Hahahahaha!!! Hahahahaha!!!"

Thinking of this, the handsome young man burst into laughter as if he had gone mad! Yes, it was all because of what he had done!

He fainted again, as if his eyes were shrouded in darkness.

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Chapter 319: I am neither a saint nor a savior (Please subscribe)

He didn't know how much time had passed before he finally woke up again.

The place they were in was a "spectator platform" hastily built by the shogunate army. As the name suggests, it was a place to watch prisoners being punished.

Below the stage, Izu, the commander of the shogunate army, sneered as he tore into a pig's leg, with a beautiful girl of about fifteen or sixteen lying in his arms.

He knew the girl, whose name was Yuho. His parents had wanted to introduce her to him for marriage, but he refused, saying that Catholics should live a life of simplicity and not want to get married so early.

The girl's face and body still had unhealed wounds, clearly indicating that she had suffered cruel violence, and her eyes, which used to shine like luminous pearls, had dimmed.

Only when she saw the hundreds of people hanging on the execution platform did her expression show a slight change of heart.

He felt like he was suffocating. He wanted to escape, but he couldn't! Not only that, he couldn't even close his eyes!

"My lord, all the main criminals of the Shimabara Rebellion are here. Shall we order their execution?" A soldier in black armor approached Izu and asked.

"Since that's the case, let's begin the execution. Pour kerosene directly on them... No, kerosene is too expensive, let's just burn them."

Izu said expressionlessly, and after he finished speaking, Yuho could no longer control her emotions and knelt down in front of him.

"My lord! Didn't you say that you would release my parents as long as I served you well? Why, why did you kill them?"