National Destiny: Starting with a gender-swapped role as Artoria

Gradually, the time drew closer.

Every war that threatens the fate of a nation brings a situation where everyone receives blessings, hopes, disappointments, and curses.

Even though it was past 2 a.m., everyone concerned about the fate of the nation and the war was excited and fervent.

In the final minutes, a string of words began to appear on the screen.

—The War of National Destiny Begins—

—The participants are now seated and ready. The list of participants will be announced next.—

—In the process of being arranged—

"The brothers are here! This is it! Victory or defeat depends on this one strike!"

"Wu Yue! Wu Yue! Wu Yue?"

"Oh my god... even though this is the third time, my heart is still pounding so hard!"

—Announcement of personnel list—

—The Free Nation: Natasha Romanov—

—South Korea: Lu Han—

—The Land of Cherry Blossoms: Yujiro Hanma—

—British Isles: Igawa Asagi—

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Representatives from various countries began to appear on the screen, but the Celestial Empire was conspicuously absent.

Wu Yue was somewhat puzzled.

The final list was released, but none of them appeared except for the one from the Celestial Empire.

—Under Testing—

"What's going on?! Is our Celestial Empire simply not participating?"

"Holy crap! Black Widow?! Holy crap! I'm not seeing things, am I?! Wow! Is this really the Avengers?!"

"Damn it, it's Yujiro Hanma again?"

"Everyone except me is of the opposite sex! Wow! I think Yujiro Hanma is planning to force himself on Shirou Emiya!"

"Holy crap! The list is out! Holy crap!!! Am I seeing things?!"

The screen paused for a moment, then a few words slowly appeared.

—The Celestial Empire: Wu and Yue—

"Holy crap! Amazing! My wife really knows what's going on!"

"Wife, wife! Kisses, kisses!"

"Awesome! Guys, I've got my tissues ready!"

Wu Yue stared at the screen, dumbfounded. He opened his mouth to say something, but suddenly the voice of the national war machine appeared in his mind.

—Teleportation is about to begin—

--3--

--2--

"Is this going to happen...?"

--1--

Wu Yue stretched out his hand, but the next second he vanished from the spot.

Vermouth stood there stunned, her face full of surprise, and slowly withdrew her hand from the air as she tried to grab Wu Yue.

Thinking of something, he immediately turned to look at the TV.

Slowly, images began to appear, but after everyone in the world could clearly see the images...

It's already...out of control...

"My goodness...a world-famous painting..."

Chapter 111 A Question: Are You My Master?! A Global Social Media Frenzy

Late at night, in a Japanese-style house, a person is running frantically, trying to escape something.

A red-haired boy was running away on the wooden corridor outside the house, carrying a stick made of rolled-up newspaper.

The newspaper had visible magical patterns on it.

He was breathing rapidly, staggering, unable to see the road ahead, and blood was flowing from his chest.

The boy ran to a glass spot, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and crashed into it.

—Crack!—

The glass slashed through his clothes and flesh, and the boy crashed headfirst into the courtyard of the mansion, collapsing to the ground and gasping for breath.

He kept groaning, trying to ease the pain, and desperately tried to get up...

Suddenly I realized something!

I turned my head and looked!

--Bang!--

A tremendous impact struck! The boy was sent flying by a powerful roundhouse kick from the man in the blue bodysuit! A deafening sound followed!

I kept rolling around on the ground... I couldn't control it... The pain... It felt like my bones were about to crack...

"Hmph, I already gave you a quick death, why are you still making these futile struggles?"

The man slowly straightened his body, brandishing the red magic gun in his hand. The boy's life and death were now completely in his hands.

The boy didn't answer. Instead, he struggled to his feet and ran into the old warehouse next door, gritting his teeth.

The man felt somewhat helpless.

"If you're a man, just be quick about it."

The boy was exhausted and almost fell over. He shakily tried to find a place to hide.

A strong wind is blowing!

The boy whirled around! A red light appeared in his field of vision! He reacted instantly, unfolding the newspaper in his hand!

The magical patterns on the newspaper began to glow!

--Bang!--

The red-glowing spearhead made contact with the magical runes! It only lasted for a moment before exploding with a deafening roar!

The boy was thrown to the ground by the inertia, completely exhausted, and could only groan softly.

The shredded newspaper fragments fluttered in the air and gradually fell to the ground, destroying the boy's last line of defense.

"That's a bit strange. You're quite clever, but you know nothing about magic, even though your aptitude seems pretty good... Could you be the seventh person?"

"Sigh, even so, it has to end here."

"Are you kidding..."

The boy made a sound, using his last bit of strength to struggle and roll over on the ground, sitting down to face the blue Grim Reaper before him.

Under the bright moonlight, the man's face was clearly visible...

"I was just rescued... Now that I've been saved, I can't just die so easily... I must live... to do what I should do... If I die, everything will be over..."

The boy slowly raised his head, revealing his resolute face...

The man grew impatient, raised his gun, slashed through the air, and thrust it straight at the boy's forehead.

“A pointless…careless killing in a place like this! I’ll take you down!”

A hurricane suddenly appeared on the spot!

A flash of blue light!

A petite figure appeared before the boy!

"What?!"

--Bang!--

An unseen blade came hurtling towards him! The man immediately sheathed his gun to parry! Weapons clashed! A loud, ear-piercing sound rang out!

The man was thrown out of the warehouse by the force of the impact, but he managed to steady himself and immediately assumed a defensive posture.

In the wind that appeared before the boy, a woman with a single ponytail stood still.

Wearing a blue and white battle dress and silver armor, she held the Oath of the Wind's Blessing horizontally in both hands.

Wu Yue stood there, staring with her beautiful light blue eyes, her bangs still fluttering in the wind, not yet realizing what was going on.