Type-Moon Traveler's Enemy

"Hello, Miss Atalanta, nice to meet you." Lingxia greeted with a smile on her face. In fact, she already knew the other party's identity, but she still had to observe the necessary etiquette.

She had noticed all the heroic spirits that had appeared on the battlefield before through Jack. Atalanta seemed difficult to distinguish on the surface, but there was an Achilles present, and she had inhuman ears on her head.

Lingxia just looked it up and found out which legendary hero Atalanta was.

Atalanta smiled and responded, "Nice to meet you, Miss Lingxia. I hope it will be a pleasant day."

"Well, Miss Atalanta, do you like dessert?"

"Dessert? Hmm..." Atalanta was a little curious about how the other party became a Master and participated in the Holy Grail War. After all, no matter how you look at it, someone like her should not be chosen by the Holy Grail.

Mo Li watched the two chatting from the side, holding Jack's hand helplessly: "Why did you run out at this time?"

Jack responded in a soft voice: "Because I miss you, Brother Mo Li~"

Hearing this answer, Li Qiye's heart softened a little: "...Okay, it's my fault, Jack, what do you want to eat? What do you want to buy? Let's have fun today."

"Yeah! Bro is the best!"

"of course."

"Brother, I want to buy that!"

"Okay!"

"Brother, play with me!"

"Ah."

"Brother, I want to eat this!"

"can."

……

Because Jack didn't kill anyone, no one came to investigate or attack Tusfari. Joan of Arc was also busy investigating a third party, so she had no time to take Sieg around the town.

So Mo Li and the others took Jack out for a great day.

Jack was very happy about this. Although it was short, it was the happiest day of her life. Atalanta, who wanted to create a world where all children could be happy, was also very happy.

For Atalanta, this was a brief moment of tenderness in this Holy Grail War.

In the next few days, Mo Li was basically tracking down the remaining personnel of the third party.

It has to be said that the other party was too vigilant and hid too well. Although he had found the hiding place of Zouken Matou and Shinbei, he did not find the most important person.

In this regard, Mo Li could only wait until the other party jumped out. Although it was troublesome, there was nothing he could do.

After all, my goal is to take away the Holy Grail, so I don’t necessarily have to fight to the death with the other party.

Then the time came for the Black camp to start the final battle. They chartered the airport and flew a passenger plane to the Sky Courtyard for the night.

Mo Li, Amakusa Shiro, and Shakespeare stood on the ground and stared at the activated Holy Grail.

"It's finally about to begin!" Shakespeare stared at the Greater Holy Grail in amazement. "Countless heroes and emperors have challenged it, but no one has been able to complete this feat!"

"And right now! It will be achieved before us!" Shakespeare turned and looked at Amakusa Shiro, who desired the Holy Grail the most, and praised him with exaggerated movements.

Hearing this praise, Amakusa Shiro smiled and said to Shakespeare, "Well, I finally got to this point, all thanks to you."

Amakusa Shiro's smile subtly changed, and he manifested dozens of Command Seals that resembled outstretched wings. "However, there is one more thing we must prepare before we begin."

Shakespeare sensed something was wrong: "Master?"

"I know your joy is genuine, but you must want to write about more than just joy. You also want to write about tragedy."

As soon as he finished speaking, Amakusa Shiro pointed his finger at Shakespeare, and the Command Spell flew forward along with his hand: "So, this is also an indispensable action."

"I command you with the Command Spell not to write about the tragedy involving me!"

The first command spell began to take effect, and rich magic power formed a purple halo that bound Shakespeare.

Shakespeare suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable and groaned in pain. He wanted to struggle to break free from the restraints, but he was not strong enough to do so.

Shakespeare knelt on the ground and wailed in agony, "This, this is too much! Too cruel, too cruel!"

Amakusa Shiro gradually walked in front of him while he was wailing: "But, this is the truth, right?"

If possible, he didn't want to waste the Command Spell on Shakespeare, but he really had to be on guard against this guy.

Faced with such questioning, Shakespeare did not hide his feelings: "Indeed, even if I did not want to write...if I am not careful, I will write without knowing what I will do. This is what a writer does!"

Hearing this answer, Amakusa Shiro showed an expected expression.

"I understand..." Shakespeare seemed to have accepted his fate and suddenly straightened up. "I accept it!"

As he accepted it, the forced binding aura of the Command Spell also disappeared, but this was only superficial; the actual effect still existed.

At this time, Shakespeare bowed his head to Amakusa Shiro, as if he was completely helpless.

Mo Li knew that this guy would never change his bad habits, as if he had already written a lot of plots overnight, but what did it have to do with him.

All the plots Shakespeare wrote for himself were burned by his own divine power.

"Is it over?" Semiramis appeared at the scene after she had released her spirit form and walked towards Amakusa Shiro. "I didn't expect you to keep me waiting this long."

Amakusa Shiro smiled apologetically: "Sorry, it's about to start."

After saying that, Amakusa Shiro walked towards the Holy Grail, and Mo Li followed closely behind. Semiramis looked at Mo Li in confusion.

Mo Li was really too honest. He didn't do anything to the Holy Grail. He just followed in when the Holy Grail was requested to be activated.

And Amakusa Shiro trusts him.

Semiramis couldn't understand Mo Li, so she looked at Amakusa Shiro's back and said, "You have to win, Shiro."

"Thank you, Semiramis." Upon hearing this, Amakusa Shiro paused to respond before continuing to walk forward.

Semiramis coordinated by summoning a purple circular staircase leading to the suspended Greater Holy Grail.

Perhaps because Mo Li was present, Amakusa Shiro didn't want the atmosphere to become weird, so he didn't take off his shirt like in the original world line, but climbed the stairs normally.

Mo Li stood at a distance, and when Amakusa Shiro opened the door and went in, he followed him in.

Shakespeare stood up at this time. Seeing that Mo Li would really follow in without being restricted, he suddenly became more curious about the other party's origins.

"Then let us go back and continue writing." Shakespeare turned and left when he saw that he could not watch what happened next.

However, he had only taken two steps when he was restrained by Semiramis again. A large number of chains were wrapped around Shakespeare.

"The second time today!" Shakespeare screamed, feeling both physically and mentally uncomfortable from being tied up like this. He turned back to Semiramis and begged for mercy: "Your Highness Assassin?!"