A person is in Type-Moon, goes out, and then picks up an Outer God girl?

Sweat dripped from his forehead. For some reason, the temperature suddenly dropped to freezing point, which made Duanmu Ye feel a little scared from the inside out.

At this moment, he was standing here in the posture of a human being, without any disguise, nor wearing any spiritual clothes. He was just standing here as a human individual. Facing the picture that seemed like a mental hallucination, Duanmu Ye's heart was beating violently.

Why was he terrified? Because of the hallucination of Matou Kariya? Why was he afraid? Because his mind was disturbed?

No, that's not the case...

Duanmu Ye knew very well in his heart that the real source of the feeling that his body was falling into an ice cave was Van Gogh who was standing behind him at that moment.

He didn't dare to look back because he had already guessed what had happened, but he had to look back because he was the only one who had to look back here!

“That’s…that’s great…please don’t turn around…like this…just like this…”

Van Gogh's voice trembled from behind, as if he was trying hard to suppress the madness and inferiority that was emerging in his heart, and tried his best to pretend to use the same tone as before to convey to himself the view that "she is fine" and "she is fine".

However, it was precisely because she tried so hard to hide this that she felt a stinging pain on the back of her right hand. Feeling deeply frustrated at the moment, Duanmu Ye suddenly turned around and hugged her in his arms.

Van Gogh was very small, and even holding him like this seemed extremely difficult given his height.

But Duanmu Ye had no intention of letting go...

"M...Master..."

It was still the familiar orange hair, but underneath it, the color of the past was gone.

The smell of sea water rushed into her nostrils. It was the smell of Clytie, the water nymph in Greek mythology. The cool blue covered almost every part of her body. The biting coldness like the sea water made her already cold body even colder at this moment.

"Master...it's so hot..."

Van Gogh's voice came from his ears, but Duanmu Ye had no intention of letting go.

This day finally came...

He should have known that the changes that took place in him would always fade away at some point, and that that moment always happened after he came into contact with Van Gogh.

There is a price to pay for using the power of the Outer Gods, whether it is the loss of sanity or the transformation of the body, these are the prices that need to be paid for using this power. I naively thought that by bearing the curse of Van Gogh, I would be able to act as a normal servant. As a time traveler, obtaining the power of the Outer Gods is just a plug-in that I have.

How arrogant he was to have such thoughts. He had clearly sensed that the power of the outer gods had eroded him, but he always held on to that glimmer of hope, just like the ray of light he gave when facing the enemy. Every time that feeling disappeared from him, he would have such an arrogant illusion.

Everything that happened here, from the moment he set foot on this land, had become a play for someone's amusement...

"That's enough, don't go on..."

Duanmu Ye closed his eyes. He could clearly feel that the skills Van Gogh used on him had stagnated. Even though the state of his spiritual base had changed slightly, Van Gogh was still Van Gogh. He had not taken that step and completely turned into a monster that had fallen into madness.

“But…but…”

Van Gogh's voice was extremely sad, as if it contained endless regret, and it floated slowly from the side.

Van Gogh in the posture of Clutier was different from before. His self-esteem of inferiority was almost infinitely magnified. Even if he used the plainest words and flattering smile to cover it up, the more he did so, the more he magnified her disgust and abandonment of herself.

At this moment, if he continued to let Van Gogh absorb the curse on himself and used Van Gogh's existence as a price to exchange for victory in the Holy Grail War, Duanmu Ye would not mind giving up all struggles from this moment on, giving up the Holy Grail that was impossible to fulfill his wish, and just calmly wait for the day when he completely lost his sanity, and then find someone to help him commit suicide.

Stabilizing Van Gogh's spiritual state is the key to world peace. Even though there was such a fierce commotion last night, the only area affected was a rural city and surrounding areas in this remote island country.

Even someone like Duanmu Ye, who had never appreciated the starry sky, had noticed the changes that had taken place in it. What he had seen on the first night he met Van Gogh was a vortex of galaxies unfolding like in "The Starry Night". At this moment, it could almost be confirmed that it was the manifestation of Van Gogh's treasure.

Although the Noble Phantasm that Van Gogh described to himself at the beginning was only the "Yellow House", and the "Yellow House" displayed as a base also played its role, the existence of "The Starry Night", Van Gogh's most famous work, is a work that must be appreciated.

Especially in the Type-Moon world, this work, which was hailed as a world-famous painting after Vincent van Gogh's death, is endowed with the characteristics of a "gate" for the Outer Gods to enter this world. As the "Outer God Van Gogh" who appeared here, how could she not carry such a treasure?

So, rather than saying she didn't appear with such a Noble Phantasm, it's more accurate to say she's been using such a Noble Phantasm since she appeared, she just didn't know it...

Duanmu Ye thought, if the galaxy circling in the sky was completely lit up... something a hundred thousand times more terrifying than what is happening now would definitely happen, right?

What Duanmu Ye hadn't expected was that, while he thought that by bearing the curse of the Outer God within Van Gogh's spiritual base, he could free Van Gogh from suffering those curses, the reality was the opposite...

Things had developed to this point entirely because of his arrogance and pride. He could not deny that at the moment, before the situation became irreversible, he still had the ability to prevent the situation from getting worse.

"That's enough, Van Gogh. I won't use that power so easily anymore..."

Duanmu Ye murmured that Van Gogh's change began yesterday, especially after he used the "Luoyan City Textbook" yesterday. It was even more obvious. Such blatant use of the power of the foreign gods would naturally bring the corresponding curse, but after that, Van Gogh would use her skill of "Mio Biao's Soul" to take back all the curses on herself.

Now that Arthur has lost his most threatening sword of salvation, he can no longer pose any threat to himself. Iskandar's king's army is even more powerful than his professional counterpart, and the only one left is Hassan with a hundred faces, which can even be ignored.

Faced with such an endgame, Lancelot could easily resolve it. Even if he needed to use a little bit of the power of "Ussum" during this period, as a mediator, he would not bring about an especially obvious curse like using "Cthulhu" or "Hastur".

At this moment, a round of applause sounded in the closed church. The church was like a cage of trapped beasts and could not be opened from the inside, not even Lancelot could do it.

But at this moment, the applause seemed to come from all directions in the church, making it impossible to lock the specific location, and the sound was mixed in with it.

"What a touching scene! Choosing to give up the Holy Grail War for the sake of one's Servant is truly heartbreaking..."

A joyful voice came from the darkness, accompanied by bursts of applause, and Kotomine Kirei's figure appeared in the darkness of the side door that Matou Kariya had walked out of earlier.

Is this still an illusion?

Duanmu Ye suddenly turned around and protected Van Gogh behind him. This action made Van Gogh, who could not hide his sadness at the moment, open his eyes wide.

"Kotomine Kirei? Are you human?"

Duanmu Ye spoke in a deep voice, his extremely serious face showing a hint of vigilance and solemnity towards the visitor.

After all, the two people he encountered before were one a dead body wearing living clothes, and the other was like an illusion created based on memory after mental manipulation.

At this moment, Duanmu Ye found it hard to believe who came out of the dark side door. It looked like a prank by Nyar Latotep. Everything was possible through that side door.

"When you ask this, do you expect me to be human or something else?"

Kotomine Kirei did not show any anger when asked this question. On the contrary, his slightly surprised face became even more wonderful and more joyful.

"what?"

Duanmu Ye looked at Kotomine Kirei with great disdain as he smiled at him. The other person's smile made him feel very uncomfortable, as if ants were crawling all over his body, and his face was full of disgust.

Of course, Duanmu Ye did not forget all his previous speculations. The weirder the feeling Kotomine Kirei gave him at this moment, the more certain he was that the Kotomine Kirei in front of him was definitely not himself.

Toosaka Rin's tutor didn't allow her to lie, so she once said that she ran out to find herself after meeting Kotomine Kirei. Based on this, there was almost an 80% chance that Kotomine Kirei was still in the Toosaka mansion at this moment, rather than in this church that pointed to the only answer everywhere.

The church, which should have been a neutral third party, now looked like a nest of evil gods, which was chilling. Of course, the biggest factor was Van Gogh, who had begun to become a deity behind him, but this did not affect Duanmu Ye's judgment of the person in front of him.

"It seems you don't understand your current situation, Duanmu. This church of God was specially prepared to welcome your arrival. Can you see it? You must see it, right? The spirits dancing on the ceiling? They are eagerly awaiting your arrival, looking forward to merging with you, looking forward to assimilation with you!"

With his arms outstretched, Kotomine Kirei was bathed in the divine light. The crucifixion of Jesus stood not far behind him, but the brilliant light did not fall from it.

Duanmu Ye closed his mouth tightly, and the pain of biting his lower lip with his teeth spread throughout his body. He was resisting the other party's guidance and everything the other party said.

You cannot look where he points, you cannot believe everything he says, you cannot observe anything wrong with him, and even... you cannot answer his questions!

"You said this place was prepared for my arrival? Then this is really a terrible party scene."

Diverting the original topic and denying that he wanted to lead him to ask the question "Who is he", Duanmu Ye's eyes were unusually firm. In his heart, he kept believing that the guy in front of him was not Matou Sakura, not Matou Kariya, not Gilgamesh, but Kotomine Kirei!

Even though there were countless active lights and shadows beside "Kotomine Kirei" at this moment, leaping like the "elves" in his words, Duanmu Ye pretended not to see them and kept his eyes firmly fixed on Kotomine Kirei.

"Duanmu...is it time to fight now?"

Van Gogh's voice sounded in his ears, very faint, so faint that it seemed that only Duanmu Ye noticed it.

Lancelot stood at the church door without saying a word, Kotomine Kirei stood on the church pulpit with a happy smile, and Duanmu Ye, who was caught in the middle, had a bad feeling, but at this moment, it seemed that, as Van Gogh said, it was time to face the battle.

Maybe... taking the initiative would create more advantages?

Duanmu Ye frowned, thinking about what he should do and what he could do.

The words she said when she said goodbye to Nüba came to his ears again, but Duanmu Ye, who did not respond at that time, knew that the only answer from the beginning to the end was to keep going.

Because he had no choice...

However, just before Duanmu Ye was about to give an order to Lancelot, Van Gogh pulled the corner of her clothes and looked sideways. On her already delicate face, there was a smile as if she wanted to hide something. Although it was a little eerie, there was a seriousness in her eyes that made Duanmu Ye stunned.

"M... Master... Please use Van Gogh... If I were in this form... I would definitely be able to help you!"

Van Gogh seemed to want to cover up something. In front of "Kotomine Kirei", the truth about some things might not be revealed, and he couldn't even use telepathy to communicate. This undoubtedly made Duanmu Ye unable to understand what Van Gogh was thinking at the moment.

But using Van Gogh in this state to attack that ultimate being...

Duanmu Ye was speechless for a moment. It was not that he did not want to act according to Van Gogh's request, but letting Van Gogh fight personally was too risky. It was so risky that Duanmu Ye could not use his own intelligence to predict what might happen afterwards.

After all, Van Gogh, who was in his second spiritual base, was becoming increasingly insane the more he fought. Was it a bit too much to ask her to fight?

Looking at Van Gogh's extremely serious expression, Duanmu Ye's face showed some hesitation, but soon he showed a helpless chuckle and then raised his arm.

"I order you with the Command Spell to maintain your sanity and remember your soul. You are Van Gogh, not any other being!"

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Goo, I was dragged out to eat today, and there's one more update that might not be posted until around 11 o'clock (kneel, sorry everyone)

Water, Wind, Flower: Chapter 14: You look like a Lolita with silver hair and green eyes! (15/)

"Huh? Looks like you made the dumbest decision ever. That's not like you at all, but this is an interesting development!"

Kotomine Kirei seemed to be very happy, as if he was enjoying the fact that the person in front of him had made what seemed to be the most wrong judgment. In his opinion, such behavior was what he was pursuing, and such decision was the picture he wanted to see.

"Let's continue with the topic we started with, Duanmu. Who do you think I am? If you answer correctly, I might be able to unilaterally acknowledge your victory and withdraw from here as you wish. I will no longer interfere with anything, even your fate. I will not interfere in any way until this Holy Grail War comes to an end!"

Kotomine Kirei's words made Duanmu Ye's face stiffen after he had bound Van Gogh to his current mental state and spiritual base at the cost of consuming a Command Seal.

He thought the other party was going to play Cosplay with him for a while, but he never expected that he would directly reveal his identity without any trace of concealment. He just wanted him to reveal his real name, and then the whole family would be happy... Bullshit!

In the Cthulhu mythology, calling the gods' names directly is the biggest taboo. The mildest punishment is mental disorder, and the worst is assimilation on the spot. Even after experiencing so many things, it has always been others who call the gods' names directly in front of him, Duanmu Ye. No one calls the gods' names directly in front of him. Others are fools, but he, Duanmu Ye, is not.

You must know that Nyar Latotep's favorite thing to do is to deceive and seduce human beings, and his greatest joy is to make human beings fall into terror and despair and eventually become insane. This is what he just showed in Duanmu Ye's eyes, so he tried his best to avoid his guidance and say his name.

"If you want to fight, then fight. Why bother being so nagging?"

Duanmu Ye was very unhappy. One of the two missing command seals in his hand was the one related to Lancelot that was lost at some unknown time, and the other was the mobilization seal he had just made for Van Gogh's pre-war preparations.

Both he and Van Gogh were ready for the battle, but the master actually played a self-destructive question-and-answer game.

Kotomine Kirei was not annoyed by this. He chuckled and put away his raised arms. Standing with his hands behind his back, he spoke again calmly.

"Don't worry, I haven't told you yet what will happen if you answer incorrectly. Aren't you curious about what kind of disaster will happen to you if you answer incorrectly?"

"Not curious."

Compared to Van Gogh, who still looked a little eerie and weak even with the encouragement of the Command Spell, which was actually of no importance, Duanmu Ye standing behind her seemed extremely calm.

Such an unhesitating answer made Kotomine Kirei's face stiffen, and the joy that had originally filled his face slowly faded a little.

That’s right, Duanmu Ye was really not curious and hadn’t even thought about this question.

Through his soul, Kotomine Kirei saw Duanmu Ye's heart, saw all the expectations, hopes, and thoughts he was thinking about at this moment, but all these problems combined together were - fight! Fight! Fight!

When to fight, when can we fight, and how to fight!

These questions swirled in Duanmu Ye's mind and lingered in his thoughts, but he was not curious about or thought about any of the questions he had asked.

His originally stiff expression became happy again. This unconventional behavior was exactly what fascinated him.

"So, you humans are really interesting!"

Kotomine Kirei's words made Duanmu Ye narrow his eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched constantly as he thought of Kenneth's roundabout way of saving the country last night. At that time, he was not as qualified as he is now to say such famous quotes.

But Duanmu Ye is not the type to save the country in a roundabout way, and he has no intention of saving the country in a roundabout way at all.

He waited quietly, waiting for Kotomine Kirei's words. Although Kirei, who mastered many black magics and necromancy magics and had countless incarnations, was enough to crush himself or Van Gogh in terms of combat power, in fact, Kirei did not like to do it himself. He preferred to be a bystander, an intervener, admiring the masterpiece he created.

In other words, before he truly made up his mind to fight, he always had a lot to say...

Of course, this is the last sentence!

"Relax, Duanmu. You're the only human being who can make me so happy right now, so there won't be any punishment or consequences for answering incorrectly. This is just a time for us to get used to each other during our first encounter, just some fun."

"..."

Duanmu Ye was speechless. He knew that his master was an absolute man of joy, but this was a fun thing for him, but for the person involved, he was just a victim.

The adjustment during the first contact was not so difficult. After all, this was the first time I saw this real person in front of me. Communicating in such a "calm and composed" manner could be considered a certain degree of adjustment.

But what does lubrication mean? What are two grown men doing with lubrication?

At this moment, looking at the happy look on Kotomine Kirei's face in front of him, Duanmu Ye felt like he was about to vomit because of nausea!

However, Kotomine Kirei's words paused because of Duanmu Ye's expression. Faced with such a speechless expression, Kotomine Kirei asked again.

"Before the real battle begins, I would like you to tell me, what am I in your eyes?"

Duanmu Ye could see that this master had truly learned the essence of Huang Daxian's request for a title. Perhaps the outer gods were the embodiment of such a magical concept. As long as someone recognized their appearance, they would have the right body or posture to descend to the earth and truly set foot in this world.

Even though the key to the door is still in Abigail's possession, Cthulhu still has to pull Hastur and Ussum to create a Van Gogh and use her paintings as the door to the world.

The master's method of arrival was really random. It should be said that he actually asked a professional for advice!

"You really want to know?"