Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

The long-lost magic filled his body, accelerating the return of Shuoyue's consciousness, while the activity of the spiritual veins around him was also an invisible foreshadowing of the arrival of a certain moment.

Now it has been a year.

The seemingly peaceful city of Fuyuki is now a stage for a storm to brew, welcoming challengers who will stop at nothing to achieve their goals.

"I see... It's about to begin." With a slight flick of his sleeve, the handsome young man smiled, as if a year had had no effect on him, even his elegant kimono remained as new as ever.

But now, he is ready to face the Holy Grail War.

Now—it is time to summon the heroic spirits.

With his hands outstretched, his fingers moved rhythmically, as if connecting two places beyond the immediate vicinity, from which molten iron, long sealed away, flowed.

For Shuoyue, whose attribute is "sword", molten iron obtained by melting a ritual sword is the best summoning material.

The molten iron was used to draw a magic circle pattern on the ground. After drawing four retreat circles, a summoning circle was used to surround it. The order of these steps could not be changed.

Even though she had memorized the knowledge perfectly at the Einzbern family home, Shuoyue still repeatedly reviewed it to avoid any possible oversights.

Taking a deep breath, the young man closed his eyes and, as if sensing something, said aloud:

"Full, full, full, full, full!"

“It repeats itself five times, but is abandoned when it is full.”

As the syllables were uttered, a switch within Shuoyue's body, existing between the tangible and the intangible, was activated.

From this moment on, the existence of Shuoyue has removed its human part, becoming solely for the purpose of completing a mysterious component.

The consciousness of a human being conveys pain and loathes the new moon for abandoning the attribute of "humanity".

And this kind of suffering is happening at the same time in different hidden corners.

"The foundation is silver and iron, the base is stone and covenant, the great duke, my ancestor Shubain Augu. With iron walls to block the descending winds, the four gates are sealed, and the three-way road from the crown to the kingdom is endlessly circulated."

Beneath the Tohsaka mansion in Fukayama-cho, Tokiomi Tohsaka chanted loudly as he drew a magic circle. The material used to draw the magic circle was not the blood of a living sacrifice, but molten gemstones. For this day, Tokiomi had accumulated many gemstones infused with magical power over a long period of time, and today he used them all in the ritual, even at the cost of incurring enormous debts.

Standing beside his mentor, Kirei Kotomine stared intently at the sacred relic placed on the altar.

That's said to be the world's first fossilized snake skin that has shed its skin.

Even Kirei couldn't help but feel fear at the thought of the heroic spirits that this relic would summon.

Now he finally understood the reason for Tokiomi's confidence: no Servant had ever been able to defeat the Heroic Spirit chosen by Tokiomi.

"Is such a simple ceremony enough?"

In the snow-covered winter city, Irisviel looked at the simple, even rudimentary, summoning circle on the ground, somewhat unexpectedly.

"You may be disappointed, but the summoning of Servants doesn't really require such a grand summoning ceremony."

As Kiritsugu Emiya carefully examined the mercury-drawn pattern for any distortions or blemishes, he explained:

"This is because it is not the magician who actually summons the Servant, but the Holy Grail. As the Master, all I need to do is anchor the appearing Servant to this world and provide them with magical energy to materialize them."

Seemingly satisfied with the completion of the magic circle, the man stood up and glanced at the altar in the center, where the summoning catalyst was placed.

It was a scabbard with a gold base and blue outlines. A faint, smooth light shone through it, revealing the inscriptions on the scabbard.

Kiritsugu Emiya stared at the significant relic, a hint of solemnity flashing in his eyes.

If his guess is correct, then this Holy Grail War is probably more troublesome than he imagined.

“It’s starting, Alice,” he said softly.

"Let's begin, Sakura, stand a little further back."

In the hidden basement, Matou Kariya drew a magic circle and gestured for the purple-haired girl beside him to move away.

Seeing the girl's worried expression, Yan Ye couldn't help but laugh: "If Shuo Yue comes back and sees you like this, she'll probably be shocked."

"Is this the time to talk about this, Uncle Kariya?" Sakura reminded him. "If you want to restrain a berserk Heroic Spirit, you have to be serious."

“Yes, that’s right.” Matou Kariya patted his cheeks, refocusing himself. “Come on, let me see who will answer my call.”

In a corner of the town of Fukayama, deep in a mixed forest, dripping blood has drawn an incredibly precise magic circle. At first glance, it looks like a cult scene, but the dead chicken lying to the side explains the source of the blood.

"Very good, that's it." The boy who came from the foreign clock tower wiped the sweat from his face, and with his passion for magic and his determination to move forward toward his goal, he began to chant the mysterious incantation.

A young boy named Weber Velvet is determined to prove to his lecturer and to the decaying clock tower that he can achieve great things even without noble blood!

Announcement!

With youthful vigor and recklessness, Weber began to sing.

"You shall obey my commands, and my life shall be entrusted to your sword!"

"If you wish to dwell in the Holy Grail, then so be it, in accordance with this will and this principle!"

The feeling of magic surrounding the whole body is something no magician can escape; the chills and pain caused by the circulating magic circuits within the body.

However, in Kiritsugu Emiya's eyes, such suffering was merely a necessary means to achieve his goal.

Come on, tell him what's really on his mind!

"I hereby swear that I will accomplish all good deeds in the world and suppress all evil deeds in the world!"

Clenching his teeth, Matou Kariya's low growl echoed in the basement:

“But you shall blind yourself with chaos and serve me!”

Compared to others, Kariya's chant had two more verses, and the pain he endured was doubled—but this time, it was Kariya Matou's own choice.

He was willing to do it all to defeat that person.

Under Sakura's worried gaze, the black-haired, black-eyed man gritted his teeth and spoke with unwavering determination:

"You are the one imprisoned in the cage of madness, and I am the one who holds the chains!"

Come on, berserker who can crush that guy under your feet!

Detached from reality, defying common sense, the allure of magic captivated Shuoyue. Lost in the fervent chanting, he didn't realize a smile of excitement crept onto his lips.

"You are the guardian of the scales, one of the seven days bound by the three great incantations, who came from the wheel of suppression!"

In a coincidence so great as to be called a miracle, different figures descended upon the world in dazzling light.

Some shimmered with golden light, some were clear and awe-inspiring, some were imposing and majestic, and some were shrouded in black mist.

The one standing before the golden-eyed youth was like the new moon illuminating the starry sky—

Bright and beautiful, yet strangely familiar.

Then--

At this moment, the chilling question echoed throughout the night forest, the deep basement, the profound auditorium, and the vast void.

"Answer me, are you the Master who summoned me?"

Come on, guess whose daughter this is? (Although it's already obvious.)

Thank you so much to reader Huai Liu for the sixteen recommendation votes! You're so generous, sir!

Chapter 24 The Meeting Between the Rider Group and the Caster Group

"Answer me, are you the Master who summoned me?"

Before Shuoyue, a girl dressed in strange blue-purple clothing and holding a magic wand asked in a cool voice.

The summoning ritual was a success. At this moment, Sakumo should display the demeanor of a Master, calmly stating her identity and desires, and establishing a preliminary contract with the heroes of Pan-Human History to fight together.

However, faced with this unexpected figure, Shuoyue's pupils trembled. The dual astonishment from Emiya Shirou and the transmigrator threw his mind into turmoil.

"You are……"

"What's wrong, Master?" The girl tilted her head in surprise.

The next moment, she saw the young man step forward, open his arms, and gently but firmly embrace her.

The girl's eyes widened.

This was undoubtedly a reckless act, because what descended from the magic circle were not "familiars" that could be freely commanded, but heroes who had left their mark on history, whose personalities were much stronger than those of ordinary people.

Faced with such presumptuous physical contact from the new moon, a more fiery female Heroic Spirit would probably have taken it as an insult without hesitation, killed her Master, and returned to the Throne of Heroes.

However, the girl did not do so, not because she was not averse to such things. On the contrary, she also disliked sudden contact from the opposite sex. As rational as she was, she even began preparing to attack.

but……

"Miyu..." The young man's murmur, full of joy and longing, startled the girl, and the magic cannon he had just finished charging up dissipated.

Does this person know my name?

After her embarrassment and anger subsided, the girl, whose real name was "Miyu Edelfelt," felt that familiar and cherished aura.

It was as if she had nothing to worry about and could rely on him in any situation—it seemed that she had spent a precious and wonderful time with this young man.

but……

"Who are you?" Miyu blinked and asked softly.

The girl's earnest tone made the young man tremble. Then, Shuoyue looked up at the girl's youthful and beautiful face and revealed a complicated smile:

"I used to be called Emiya Shirou, but now, just call me Sakugetsu."

Emiya Shirou, the new moon.

Two unfamiliar words intruded into Miyu's mind, carrying a familiar scent as they crashed against the doors of her memory, attempting to unlock her sealed memories.

Even though the Holy Grail's seal was deeply entrenched, Miyu still sensed that this young man was the most important person in her life.

Overwhelmed by a strange sense of closeness, Miyu hugged Sakuzuki back and hesitantly uttered that form of address:

"Unnie, chan..."

Putting aside Shirou's memories, even Sakuzuki herself couldn't help but smile indulgently when she heard such a address: "Yes, I'm here, Miyu."

This summoning was worth it!

After a brief moment of tenderness, Shuoyue finally returned to normal and began checking Meiyou's data.

Somewhat strangely, his investigative abilities as a Master were displayed on the Destiny Compendium.

Miyu Edifelt

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