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

"No, don't come near me! Even if you are my Master!"

Through the contractual connection with Yang Yuhuan, Duanmu Ye could feel her inner feelings, which were the fear of her appearance and the disgust of the smell emanating from her body.

Well, the source was found...

Duanmu Ye withdrew from Yang Yuhuan's side, returned to Van Gogh in silence, and asked her questions about her appearance.

"Eh? Eh!"

Van Gogh was stunned. He was already immersed in his apology, and the sudden question made him even more unable to think. His little face, which turned pink in an instant, was the result of steam rising from his head, and Van Gogh stammered for a long time without saying a word.

Duanmu Ye breathed a sigh of relief after getting the confirmation. In the data on the computer panel, the appearance value of 90 was really too exaggerated for a human. In the eyes of normal people, without using special means to beautify their image, their appearance was probably a beauty that only the outer gods could understand and appreciate.

Therefore, as a pure Outer God girl, Van Gogh was able to face herself for a long time without caring, and when he asked her about it at this moment, she reacted completely differently from Yang Yuhuan.

This precisely shows that, at this moment, Yang Yuhuan... is truly a Servant appearing as a Servant...

Thinking of this, Duanmu Ye couldn't help but tuck the purple jade dragon flute around his waist tighter. While opening the door, he looked in the direction of Van Gogh.

"Let's go, Van Gogh. Just in case, let's just do it for the two of us..."

Duanmu Ye was very worried about Yang Yuhuan, the time bomb. Cthugha was not as easy to talk to as Hastur. Although the two of them had jointly repelled Nyar Ratotep, they were only allies and had no power to negotiate or suppress.

"Oh, oh!"

Van Gogh, who realized it later, nodded like a chick pecking at rice. When he followed Duanmu Ye to the door and was about to leave, Yang Yuhuan suddenly spoke.

"Please wait a moment, Master. Take me with you! Yuyu has a wish that she wants to fulfill, so Yuyu doesn't mind you. If you are really worried, you can use the Command Spell to force me to do something!"

Yang Yuhuan's eyes were extremely serious, but Duanmu Ye just glanced at her lightly without making any response and left with Van Gogh.

As the door closed, Yang Yuhuan, who was sitting on the bed, suddenly felt that something that was restraining her disappeared without a trace. Looking at her fair palms, Yang Yuhuan bit her lower lip lightly, and finally got off the bed carefully, following Duanmu Ye's steps at a distance that would definitely not be discovered.

It was not until she stepped onto an iron box that seemed to be called the "Shinkansen" that Yang Yuhuan saw that in front of Duanmu Ye stood a girl with a pale pink complexion who was not much different from herself. Her face was more solemn than ever before, and even the knife in her hand was shaking uncontrollably.

"Who the hell are you...?!"

Biwa, Flame, Sun: Chapter 8: Okita Souji's Death, We Meet Again

This is not the Shinkansen. Even Yang Yuhuan didn't know why she mistook this train for the Shinkansen. Those knowledge did not seem to belong to her, nor to the knowledge bestowed by the Holy Grail. They were like a stream constantly flowing into her head. As she approached Duanmu Ye, whose body shape had changed slightly, they continued to flow into her mind.

"What?... This is clearly just an ordinary train!"

Just the trains running around Tokyo made Yang Yuhuan pout as she received the knowledge about the "Shinkansen" train that could go to many places. But while muttering softly, Yang Yuhuan's sight was still hidden in the blurry yellow.

"Strange... Is this what it feels like, Lord Tianzi?"

Yang Yuhuan blinked her eyes and looked inside the carriage at the most extreme angle, repeatedly confirming whether her feeling was wrong.

But no matter how Yang Yuhuan tried to confirm this feeling, the only response she could get was that the "strange-looking" guy exuded an aura that only an emperor could possess...

Yang Yuhuan, who was not completely sure about this, once again focused all her attention on the battlefield in the carriage. After all, this matter was very important to her, so important that it determined whether she should contribute her own strength!

At the same time, in the carriage, the black-haired girl had a serious look on her face, and next to her was a boy who looked very similar to her, also with a look of fear on his face.

"What...what's going on...the book doesn't mention the appearance of such a Servant..."

The boy's voice was trembling. He kept flipping through the books in his hands and fell into a state of extreme confusion for a while.

"Hurry up and order Saber to fight! This crappy book isn't some kind of magic book, what good will it do if you flip through it!"

The young man said nothing, but just kept flipping through the book in his hands, as if trying to find some clues in it.

But such an action was ultimately futile. The girl, who had already known this, frowned and looked at the pink-haired girl who was standing in front of her to protect her and others, and spoke immediately.

"Launch an attack, Saber! This won't work. Get as much information as you can. I'll take your M (aster) and retreat first!"

The girl's prompt decision did not allow Saber, who was holding the shining katana and waiting solemnly, to take any action. Although she felt fear emanating from the depths of her heart when facing the yellow figure whose specific appearance could not be seen clearly.

However, even though the fear in her heart had made it difficult for her to hold the hilt of the knife, she did not obey the girl's order and act on her own.

"M(aster, please give the order!"

"Attack, Saber!"

The girl's face was pale. It was supposed to be midsummer, but there was no cooling equipment in the train. There was not even a trace of warmth at this moment. Sweat slid down her forehead. Those were drops of cold sweat caused by the temperature imbalance caused by the chill all over her body.

That yellow figure was not a Heroic Einherjar created by the German Nazi C and the Einzbern family. Compared with the Heroic Einherjar of Lancer that Saber had just killed, the blurry, indescribable figure before him was completely different.

The amount of magic power was too terrifying. Although his magic talent was not too outstanding, it was not completely mediocre. Fujimiya Jiujiu could clearly feel the low temperature that affected the entire carriage and even the entire train. It was as if people were instantly placed in the harsh winter wind.

It's not just external factors. To a certain extent, the reason for this coldness actually comes from inside the body, from the inside out, and the soul feels like it's falling into an icy cave!

But soon, Saber, who had not made any move in response to her strong call, once again poured a bucket of cold water on Fujimiya Jiujiu. The hand holding the box containing the Avalon replica was trembling at this moment. An inexplicable hatred slowly surged into her heart at this moment, and even her eyes could not help but become moist.

He would die. That guy was different from any Heroic Einherjar he had faced before. He was even more terrifying and powerful than the Saber summoned by the boy who appeared out of nowhere and took away his Saber.

But the boy who had taken his Saber away from him, the boy who was bound to summon the legendary origin of the Saber class and the Knight King who would bring him victory, was clearly a half-witted person who knew nothing about magic or the Holy Grail War. Even the summoned Saber was so stubborn that she insisted on obeying such a half-witted order...

"Fight, yes, fight!"

As if he was suddenly pulled out of his bewildered state, Akagi Zoujo belatedly gave the order.

"learn!"

Sakura Saber's eyes became firm in an instant, and as she gripped the hilt of her sword, she rushed out like lightning...

Powerful wind blades attacked the yellow figure along with the thrust of the body, and Duanmu Ye, who witnessed all this, exhaled casually. The circle of wind field wrapped around Saber to increase her speed was ruthlessly destroyed. Her figure also rolled on the ground for several times while penetrating her own body before she braked with the help of the sword in her hand.

“Guaaaaaa…”

Although he used the sword to stab the floor of the train, his injured body was able to get some cushioning as it rolled over and over, and he stopped after rolling for several meters.

But at the moment when a sword mark several meters long was left on the entire carriage floor, Sakura Saber spat out a large mouthful of blood after stabilizing her body.

A heavy blow, a blow beyond imagination...

Obviously, that mist-like guy didn't seem to have done anything, but just relying on the fact that he didn't hit anyone, neither Sakura Saber, Fujimiya Kujuku, nor Akagi Zoujo could believe that Sakura Saber would be seriously injured...

"Zhi, look at what you summoned. It just rolled on the ground and vomited blood. What a weak Saber you summoned!"

Fujimiya Kujiu's complaints made Akagi Zoujo's face look extremely ugly. Even though as an M (aster), he could clearly feel that the personal condition of Sakura Saber was rapidly declining, he still fought hard and opened the book in his hand that had been closed before and placed it in front of Fujimiya Kujiu.

"That pink-haired girl is exactly like the one described in the Imperial Capital War Chronicle. The book says that Sakura Saber will defeat many powerful enemies, ultimately shatter the pseudo-president's dream of an empire, and then realize her wish to return to her own era! She's not as weak as you say!"

"Huh? 'The Imperial Capital War Chronicle'? You mean, you summoned a character from a novel?!"

Fujimiya Kujuku was almost going crazy. She simply couldn't believe that someone would suddenly destroy her carefully prepared summoning ceremony, take away her qualifications, and summon a Servant who would be a character from a novel...

Almost at the same time as she finished speaking, Fujimiya Kyuju placed her hands on Akagi Zoujo. At this moment, she no longer cared about what abilities or background this boy had. The anger in her heart had reached a peak that was difficult to vent.

"This isn't a fictional character. 'The Imperial Capital War Chronicle' is a novel based on events that happened in history! The final battle between Sakura Saber and the mysterious Archer will definitely take place here, because from the very beginning, except for that guy, everything has developed according to the story in this novel!"

Akagi Zoujo's words were extremely firm and even certain, forming a stark contrast to his previous confusion.

For some reason, Fujimiya Kujuku put down Akagi Zoujo, who was holding him with both hands, and actually believed his words in his heart...

Fujimiya Kyujuku realized it later and thought he was crazy. He actually let such a liar go...

After sighing, she took one last look at Sakura Saber, whose blood was constantly flowing from the corner of her mouth, and while biting her lower lip lightly with her pearly teeth, she turned around and ran in the opposite direction of Sakura Saber.

Fujimiya Jiujiu thought that at this moment she must be running away at the fastest speed in her life, as she didn't want to lose her life in this place.

"But... I came here at the invitation of the Holy Church to revive the Fujimiya family... How could I possibly throw my life away in vain here!"

There are many ways to regain the identity of Aster in the Holy Grail War. With the cooperation of the Holy Church, Fujimiya Jiujiu is able to clearly know that even the first day of the Holy Grail War has not yet begun, which means that the seven Servants have not yet appeared. He still has a chance to regain the Command Seals and summon the Servants back to this battlefield!

Embracing her own ideals, Fujimiya Kujuku came here as the current head of the Fujimiya family. She constantly prayed in her heart, praying that God would bless her, allowing her to obtain the Holy Grail and thus revive the entire declining Fujimiya family...

At this moment, Fujimiya Jiujiu couldn't help but think that as long as he could find the priest who had lured him here, he would be able to obtain the Command Seals from him and thus regain his status as a contestant!

But soon... the corners of Fujimiya Kyuju's mouth, which had been gradually rising, froze on his face, and even after he slowed down his pace and even stopped, it gradually turned into despair.

The petite girl in the corner of her sight was naturally ignored by Fujimiya Jiujiu at the moment. If it were before, she might have dragged the hiding girl along with her and ran away...

But at this moment... Fujimiya Kyuju, who had held the suitcase containing the replica of the Avalon scabbard, and who saw it as essential to restoring the glory of the Fujimiya family, loosened his grip. His eyes were hollow, as if his soul had been drained away. Under the blank gaze, he sneered eerily...

"Duan...Duanmu...her smile is so creepy..."

The noise coming from the side made Duanmu Ye slowly raise his eyes and look at Fujimiya Jiujiu who was standing behind Okita Souji who was tied up by the neck and lifted in mid-air. He blinked and felt a little confused.

Hadn't I already let her go? Why was she back again, even laughing like Van Gogh sometimes did?

"What?... That's what the Holy Grail War is all about... How can it be called the Holy Grail War without the death of a magus..."

After saying that, Fujimiya Kyuju walked to the side of the carriage like a puppet, picked up a newspaper on the seat, which might have been left by the previous person, and the magic light immediately spread from his hand to the newspaper. In just a blink of an eye, the weak newspaper became extremely hard and sharp.

Duanmu Ye frowned. He was a little confused about what was happening. Logically speaking, he shouldn't have the ability to change illusions. The ability Hastur had given him was only to influence other people's minds, subtly leading them to madness by distorting their dreams...

"Van Gogh, do you still have that book with you?"

"Ah? Is that what you mean?"

At some point, Van Gogh had spread out a book emitting a black and purple aura in his hands. The obscure words on it seemed to record something. Although he couldn't understand it, Duanmu Ye was greatly shocked.

When did Van Gogh come out?

No, that's not right...

Why did the R'lyeh Text appear in Van Gogh's possession? This Noble Phantasm, obtained from Gilles de Rais, should have disappeared with the end of the Holy Grail War in Fuyuki City.

Even if it hadn't disappeared... Van Gogh should have lost the power of the Outer Gods. How could he take out this book at this time, and still look so normal, using the book naturally and skillfully?

In a place where no one else could see, Duanmu Ye widened his eyes, the disbelief in his eyes almost overflowing, but he still forced himself to calm down.

"Put it away for now, Van Gogh. I'd like to discuss the use of this Noble Phantasm with you after we get home..."

You must not feel fear, nor be surprised, but treat all of this as perfectly normal, and accept these normal things with utmost normality...

Duanmu Ye said this to himself more than once in his heart. As the saying goes, "the weak complain about the environment, the strong adapt to the environment." In Duanmu Ye's view, since he can no longer change the interference of the outer gods around him, instead of caring too much about it, it is better to accept some things that are still acceptable.

For example... for some reason, the complete "R'lyeh Script" appeared in Van Gogh's hands. For example... although there was no Water Priest, that is, the power of Cthulhu was leaked, Van Gogh was able to use the "R'lyeh Script" so skillfully to interfere with Fujimiya Jiujiu.

"Oh......"

There was a hint of hesitation and grievance on Van Gogh's face, but she still obediently put the "R'lyeh Text" away, just like putting away a normal book, and placed it in the bag on Duanmu Ye's clothes...

This action surprised Duanmu Ye a little, because he suddenly discovered that the "R'lyeh Text" was completely different from the one he had taken from Gilles de Rais before, but he couldn't tell what was different for a while.

Duanmu Ye, who put it under the yellow clothes, did not let the yellow clothes with the ability to hold it continue to help him store it, but let it penetrate the yellow clothes attached to the outside of the body and put it in his own clothes.

It was only after coming into complete contact with such an entity that Duanmu Ye finally discovered what was wrong.

This "R'lyeh Text" is actually a physical entity, a "real" and "existing" entity, which is completely different from the treasure called the "R'lyeh City Text" manuscript that appears in the form of a treasure.

Duanmu Ye's thoughts shifted from why Van Gogh was able to obtain this book to why this book was a physical object, rather than the previous treasure...

But it is obvious that such thinking is destined to not get an answer, and Duanmu Ye never wanted to get such an answer through thinking from the beginning.

The wind coming from behind made Duanmu Ye use the power of "The Nobleman of the Wind" while talking with Van Gogh, and made his upper body reach the same frequency as the wind flowing continuously in the void. A figure that looked very cautious passed through the layer of yellow clothes and fell in front of Sakura Saber.

"M (a......ster......"

With her neck entangled by the wind, Saber of Sakura struggled to squeeze out a few words from between her teeth. Although such damage would be fatal to a normal person, as a Servant, Saber of Sakura was able to resist such damage while trying to reach the katana on the ground with her toes to break free from the unknown object that was binding her neck and suffocating her.

"Stupid...stupid decision! How could Caster not notice your stupid idea?!"

Van Gogh's face was extremely bright red, and it looked as if it was painted with some bright red paint, but it was more natural and more pleasing to the eye.

“Is… is that what you said?”

There was a hint of uncertainty on Van Gogh's face. He turned his head slightly to look at Duanmu Ye beside him, seeking confirmation in his heart.

Duanmu Ye, with the help of telepathy, naturally heard Van Gogh's voice, and then smiled slightly at her.

"Of course, my M (aster......"

Duanmu Ye came here with a trial mentality based on his understanding of the plot, but he never expected to actually see Okita Souji who had just defeated the Heroic Soldier Lancer, as well as her current master Akagi Zoujo and the master Fujimiya Kyujuku on another line.

He had no intention of engaging in friendly communication. From the very beginning, he appeared as a hostile Servant. His purpose was to confirm whether Okita Souji was the Demon God Okita Souji (Alter) sent by the Suppression Force, that is, like Arthur Pendragon, a chosen worker sent to solve his troubles.

Even before this, in order to move more conveniently, Duanmu Ye followed the misunderstood job description in the Holy Grail War in Fuyuki City, and cooperated with Van Gogh, letting her take on the role of his "M (aster)," while he attacked in the form of "Caster"!

When he saw Fujimiya Kyuju suddenly throw the newspaper in his hand that had been torn into blades to the ground after his mental control was released, Duanmu Ye could almost confirm that Okita Souji was really Okita Souji, and he did not appear here in the form of the Demon God Okita Souji (Alter) from the beginning.

As for why she was the first person to be eliminated...

Duanmu Ye knew that in another four-frame comic book that was the same as this Holy Grail War, Okita Souji would later obtain the product of the Holy Grail after the demon Archer gathered the souls of the five servants and injected them into the Holy Grail, and when facing the final battle with the pseudo-President Hitler, he would let Sakura Saber return as the guardian of the restraining force, thereby eliminating him fundamentally.

Regarding the "Teito Holy Grail Tale" with the participation of Akagi Zoujo, the story about Okita Souji will probably not deviate too much. Even in the story of fgo, Okita Souji did appear as an Alter and was implemented.

Duanmu Ye had to guard against such a guardian of restraining power. If Arthur Pendragon and his sword existed to save the world, then Okita Souji (Alter) and her sword existed to eliminate the enemies of the world.

In the data recorded by Duanmu Ye, in addition to the existence of the Maxwell Demon BUG, ​​Okita Souji (Alter)'s treasure was also specially marked.

The treasure that can forcibly exclude and destroy things that should not exist or cannot exist from this world forces Duanmu Ye to be wary of her birth.