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

Therefore, no matter what happens next, Okita Souji's existence must be eliminated first, and then Oda Nobunaga's Archer...

But as Fujimiya Kujuku regained consciousness, the pain in her neck made her and Akagi Kanade scream at the same time.

For Duanmu Ye, who knew the reason, such an exclamation was a bit too loud. After all, traveling from the future to the past and seeing his grandmother when she was young and participating in the Holy Grail War... probably only a time traveler like him could understand.

But he did not intend to give any warning or hint. Instead, with this exclamation, he tightened his restraints on Okita Souji, and used the tentacles extended from his hands to roll up the katana that Okita Souji had been trying to hook with his feet. Under her wide-open eyes and under Akagi Zoujo's upward gaze, he stabbed it straight into her chest.

As the sound of something breaking echoed on the train, the world seemed to have fallen into silence at that moment...

Saber...is dead...

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I updated 200,000 words this month. I'll touch it a little bit in the next two days at the end of the month. Don't scold me qwq. I'll continue to update 8,000 words next month.

Also, why are the two letters M (a) blocked?

Pipa, Flame, Sun: Chapter 9: No Last Hit? What if the Impure World Reincarnation?

"It's over... It's all over..."

Fujimiya Jiujiu, who was slumped on the ground, muttered to herself. No one knew better than her what the death of a Servant meant.

Saber's class has been destroyed. In this Holy Grail War, there is no possibility of summoning any other Saber except the Heroic Einherjar of the Saber class created by the Army's Fourth Magical Organization.

He had intended to use the replica of the Avalon scabbard in his hand to find the priest of the Cathedral Church who had invited him to add additional Command Spells for him, so as to forcibly obtain the qualification to participate in the Holy Grail War, and then use this replica to summon a pseudo-Servant similar to Saber.

From the very beginning, Fujimiya Kyuuji knew that this Holy Grail War still had many loopholes and there was no completely perfect system. As long as the true profession representing the profession was not broken, then through some special means, a Servant with a pseudo profession could be created to participate in the war as a familiar.

This was what the priest of the Holy Church, Kotomine Risei, told him orally. He had obtained this information from the Einzbern family, one of the three great families that founded the Holy Grail War ritual, and who was responsible for providing the container, that is, the Holy Grail.

It is precisely because this Holy Grail War is incomplete, precisely because this Holy Grail War is a semi-finished product that has not yet been confirmed, that there are small people like her who have been left with nowhere to go due to the decline of her family, and who come here at the invitation of the Holy Church to make up the seven Masters, in pursuit of the Holy Grail that even the greats are moved by, and that is enough to "fulfill all wishes."

She simply wanted to restore the glory of the Fujimiya family. She didn't seek other methods to compensate for her lack of magical talent, nor did she perform magic on innocent passersby to strengthen herself...

She just wanted to survive...

"Saber? Dead?"

Compared to Fujimiya Kyuju's despair, Akagi Zoujo's face, who thought he was in control of the script of this story, was truly pale.

"This kind of thing clearly doesn't happen in the book... I clearly traveled through the "Imperial Capital War Chronicle", why did Saber lose? Why did Saber die..."

No one could understand Akagi Zouzhang's feelings at the moment better than Duanmu Ye, just as he had not expected that his time travel would be related to the Outer Gods, and would become a forced bondage in the later time.

Because he touched the hourglass-shaped magic prop left by his grandmother, he traveled back to the present several decades ago. At the end of World War II, he replaced Fujimiya Kyuju, his grandmother, who was supposed to be the Master of Sakura Saber, and became the "protagonist" of the story.

Although objectively speaking, after traveling through time and encountering such an adventure, it is somewhat arrogant and naive for a time traveler to think that he is the protagonist of the whole story.

The reason why Duanmu Ye could empathize with Akagi Zouzhang at this moment was because he was also so arrogant and naive at the beginning, even self-righteous...

"Duan...Duanmu...She's watching...Should we continue?"

The "she" that Van Gogh mentioned was naturally referring to Yang Yuhuan, who suddenly remembered that she had not entered the spiritual form after being discovered by Fujimiya Jiujiu, and then, when the death of Sakura Saber attracted everyone's attention, she belatedly realized that she had used the spiritual form on herself and thought she was completely hidden.

Through the magic flowing around him, Duanmu Ye could sense all the emotions spreading throughout the train: fear, sorrow, despair... as well as doubt and confusion...

For Akagi Zoujo and Fujimiya Kyuuji, fear and despair account for a larger proportion of these two emotions. The only one who truly showed these emotions at this moment was Yang Yuhuan, who slightly poked her head out with a puzzled look on her face in Duanmu Ye's eyes.

"It's okay, don't worry about her."

In response to Van Gogh's question, Duanmu Ye thought for a moment and then rejected it.

Although Yang Yuhuan's existence did make Duanmu Ye extremely worried about whether she could really be possessed by Ketugeya at any time, compared to Van Gogh before, Duanmu Ye could only worry about Yang Yuhuan...

Compared to those Old Ones who can interfere with the mind and transform the soul, the Old Ones like Cthugha who can directly "destroy the world" make Duanmu Ye feel more at ease.

Because there are not so many twists and turns, and there is no need to play any intrigues with the Outer Gods and the Old Ones. The most direct way to stop Cthugha is to prevent him from coming, that's all.

Rather than being like Van Gogh, worrying about what she saw and felt, and thus falling into layer upon layer of madness, until she became more and more inclined to the side of the messenger of the alien god, and the situation developed to an irreversible point.

Yang Yuhuan, who is bearing the power of Cthugha, can prevent Cthugha from coming by simply not using the power that is enough to burn everything on the earth.

Even though Yang Yuhuan had just spoken to him in the voice of "Kthugya," Duanmu Ye didn't believe that without the existence of the "Gate," Yang Yuhuan's spiritual base alone couldn't possibly contain all of Kthugya's power. Furthermore, after taking the Purple Jade Dragon Flute, Yang Yuhuan's spiritual base's reactions were only those of an ordinary Servant, and she could even sense the aura of an Outer God...

Regarding this point, Duanmu Ye has already thought of the answer from the time he left home until now.

One is that when she was not equipped with the purple jade dragon flute given to her by the "fairy", Yang Yuhuan's existence was the same as the Servant summoned in a normal Holy Grail War, a familiar projected by a historical figure of a certain fame who was attracted by the Holy Grail.

The other thing... was that Yang Yuhuan's existence hadn't changed from the beginning to the end. She didn't appear as Yang Yuhuan's spirit base, but as Ketugeya's spirit base. Even the doubts and confusion she showed now were all fake facades, with the purpose of using herself to accomplish something...

Compared with the latter, no matter from which perspective, Yang Yuhuan at this moment is more inclined to the former, and Duanmu Ye is also more willing to believe that the existence of the former is the correct answer.

But such belief does not mean completely ignoring all of Yang Yuhuan's actions. It only needs to prevent Yang Yuhuan from using the power from Ketugeya. Then Duanmu Ye believes that now that Okita Souji is dead, there is no need to worry about the birth of Okita Souji (Alter). Duanmu Ye can almost guarantee that in all the subsequent battles, Yang Yuhuan only needs to lie at home, and he will end everything that happens here in one night!

Looking at the body of Okita Souji which had not disappeared from the ground, Duanmu Ye's face was still as cold as it was at the beginning.

The slowly raised hand was the action of snatching Okita Souji's body from Akagi Zoujo's hand. Even though Akagi Zoujo kept shaking his head in denial as he witnessed Okita Souji's body being lifted into the air, Duanmu Ye had no intention of stopping.

The attack just now did indeed destroy Souji Okita's spiritual core. Logically speaking, Souji Okita should have turned into the magic power that constituted her and dissipated. Even her soul should have returned to the Holy Grail to complete the progress of the Holy Grail War.

However, there was no sign of Okita Souji's body disappearing, and this abnormal behavior naturally worthy of Duanmu Ye's attention.

He didn't want to be the villain who didn't make the final move on the protagonists, and was killed by the protagonists shouting about courage, hope, friendship... or some other messy idealistic power.

"no, do not want!"

As if realizing what was going to happen next, Akagi Zoujo wanted to grab the Sakura Saber who was being lifted into the air, but the moment he raised his hand, countless bloodstains appeared on his hand and arm as if out of thin air. Feeling intense pain, Akagi Zoujo suddenly withdrew his outstretched hand, revealing a painful expression.

This was a warning. Duanmu Ye didn't intend to go too far. He was only thinking about eliminating Okita Souji, who was the most likely to cause trouble. After all, as long as she was still alive, Okita Souji (Alter) would be born as planned. As long as her body existed, there was no telling how Okita Souji would be resurrected and become the agent of the inhibitory force, that is, Okita Souji (Alter)...

Countless wind blades changed direction after attacking Akagi Zoujo. In a speeding train, this reverse wind was most obvious.

Is it the wind?!

Fujimiya Kujuku noticed this. Regarding Sakura Saber, although she had clearly left the scene, she did not dissipate into magical energy as the priest had said. Instead, her body remained intact, continuing to exist like a doll...

Although there were many doubts about this scene, Fujimiya Kujuku still used defensive magic to protect himself after noticing the wind passing by him from the front.

The wind blade that returned from the back like a boomerang was far more violent and more lethal than when it passed from the front. Even the defensive magic that was currently operating at full power was ruthlessly shattered by the wind blade that spun back like this.

Countless wounds that looked like they were cut by sharp weapons appeared on the bodies of Fujimiya Kyuju and Akagi Zoujo. Akagi Zoujo, who had already been injured in the first wave of attacks, now curled up on the ground, letting out a low howl like a wild beast.

The two winds that came and went brought Fujimiya Kujuku and Akagi Zoujo together again. When they instinctively turned their eyes to the Sakura Saber hanging not far above their heads, her body was dismembered, dismembered, and dismembered again in an instant...

From the initial breaking of the joints, to being cut into large pieces... Even at this point, those fragments that were only the size of a finger were destroyed again, until they became something between stone particles and dust in their eyes, and finally fell to the ground, and disappeared without a trace with the wind blowing from the train.

Such a scene made both Fujimiya Kyuju and Akagi Kanade open their eyes wide, especially Fujimiya Kyuju, who seemed even more unbelievable.

As a fairly qualified magician, she certainly knew the principle of "cut the grass at its roots, for it will grow again in the spring breeze". Even if she faced a hostile magician, she would definitely kill him and then give him a finishing blow to some extent.

Although, but... it's human nature to finish off someone, but to the extent of directly crushing them to ashes like this...

Fujimiya Jiujiu was a little suspicious. Could it be that the Caster who was controlling the wind to attack was someone very close to him?

Otherwise, Fujimiya Kujuku couldn't imagine such a level of caution. The Age of Gods magi would behave like this after killing their enemies...

But just as he set his eyes on the person in yellow, Fujimiya Jiujiu suddenly felt an uncontrollable chill from the toes.

Then, a pale mask suddenly appeared before her eyes. It was a mask that looked like a skull, but the material it was made of didn't look like bone or anything else...

"Alas!"

Straightening up like a frightened kitten, all the color in Fujimiya Kyuju's face instantly disappeared, leaving only an unconcealable fear. Even his hair stood on end at such a sudden appearance.

As Fujimiya Kyuju's body softened and he fell to the ground together with Akagi Zoujo, who had also suffered a lot of mental shock, Duanmu Ye stood up, patted the dust on his body that was actually not there, and returned to his original posture.

Van Gogh walked forward cautiously and poked the two people on the ground, confirming that they were still breathing and just fainted temporarily. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief from the bottom of his heart.

At this moment, Duanmu Ye was looking at another carriage in the distance of the train, where Yang Yuhuan was trying to escape.

"Come on, Van Gogh, let's go home."

After thinking for a moment, Duanmu Ye gave up the idea of ​​saying hello to Yang Yuhuan. After all, since she was able to follow him here, she would definitely follow him home.

"Ah? Oh oh!"

Van Gogh, who stood up in a hurry, was almost tripped by the hand extended by Akagi Zoujo, but she still staggered to keep up with Duanmu Ye's pace and jumped out of the carriage door.

Yang Yuhuan widened her eyes when she saw this scene. As she took small steps towards the car door where Duanmu Ye had jumped out, the wind blowing in her face and the fast-moving scenery made her swallow her saliva.

"This... this is simply superhuman..."

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Four thousand today, six thousand tomorrow, eight thousand the day after tomorrow, and ten thousand the day after tomorrow?

Anyway, there will be a lot of updates starting next month!

Pipa, Flame, Sun: Chapter 10: You are not the reincarnation of the Emperor!

"Duanmu...are we really not going to have to worry about her?"

"If she wasn't Cthugha, she would have definitely returned home before us and then stayed inside as if nothing had happened. At the very least, she would have followed us out like she did before."

Duanmu Ye spoke in a deep voice, communicating with Van Gogh in his mind using the telepathy that could only be used between a Master and a Servant.

Although Van Gogh is no longer a Servant, he can flexibly switch identities using the incarnation of "The Faceless Walker". Now the relationship between him, Van Gogh, and Yang Yuhuan is probably like a triangular composition.

However, compared to Yang Yuhuan, Duanmu Ye actually trusted Van Gogh more, with whom he had lived for half a month. To a certain extent, Van Gogh was the only one he could trust.

Yang Yuhuan's constant changes have made Duanmu Ye lose patience with her. He has no intention of fighting with Ketugeya. The only way to stop Ketugeya is to prevent Yang Yuhuan from touching anything and using her power to do anything.

Of course, there is another most important method of judgment, that is, when Van Gogh's "mission" failed, if Yang Yuhuan who came later was really Yang Yuhuan Ketuguya, then now that she is out of his sight, she will definitely do something extraordinary in this city.

If not, and if he went back to the house in an unknown place in Tokyo and pretended nothing happened, Duanmu Ye might take the contract with her seriously again.

In response to this, Van Gogh lowered his head in some worry.

It wasn't that she doubted Duanmu Ye's judgment, but as someone who had also been deeply transformed by the Outer God, she had a concern for Yang Yuhuan that she couldn't ignore. Perhaps it was a kind of sympathy, or perhaps she thought that if they sat down and had a good talk, they might become friends...

But I also know how boring those Outer Gods who can transform their spiritual bases at will are. They don't deliberately seek to destroy a civilization, nor do they deliberately seek to destroy a world. Instead, they are quite bored and follow their instinct to destroy planets with intelligent creatures and civilizations...

Duanmu Ye's face was as calm as usual as he turned his eyes away from Van Gogh, who had his head drooped.

Of course, he knew what kind of dilemma Van Gogh was in at the moment, and he also knew that Van Gogh's view of Yang Yuhuan was actually more inclined towards "mutual admiration" for "the same type".

However, compared to when he faced Van Gogh, even though she fell step by step into the quagmire of the Outer Gods and became a monster after repeated spiritual breakthroughs, Duanmu Ye always had the idea of ​​pulling her back from such an abyss.

Even at the very end, Duanmu Ye still wanted to use the Holy Grail to have Van Gogh recorded as a normal Servant, a Servant not contaminated by the Outer Gods...

However, after the previous struggle, Duanmu Ye could no longer look at Yang Yuhuan the same way he looked at Van Gogh. She, transformed by Cthugha, was like a time bomb buried in this world. If Yang Yuhuan's reactions in the past hour had not been consistent with those of a normal Servant, Duanmu Ye would not have minded becoming an Outer God killer...

A courtyard with a hint of Japanese style appeared in front of him. The half-open door seemed to show signs of someone entering and exiting, but whether it was from the inside or the outside... Duanmu Ye could not confirm from the outside.

When there was no further action, Van Gogh also noticed this abnormality, but she did not express her thoughts out loud. Instead, she followed Duanmu Ye's footsteps and walked into the house.

Not only was the courtyard door ajar, but the main door leading to the house was also ajar.

At a time when there was no Van Gogh's "Yellow House" to cover it, it seemed that the door was not only left ajar for Yang Yuhuan to enter and exit, but it was also possible that the low-quality Japanese devils of that era had sneaked into the house and committed theft.

However, even without the protection of the "Yellow House", Duanmu Ye, who had already made a statue of Baiyaki at the entrance of the house, was not worried that anyone would break into the house, steal any property, or attempt to threaten his life.

Thanks to Ryunosuke Uesugi's actions, Duanmu Ye began to realize that his house might be broken into by people with ulterior motives. Therefore, the existence of door gods was crucial, and Baiyaki, who originally served "Hasta", naturally became Duanmu Ye's first choice.

"Let's go. The Baiyaki hasn't been activated. This means the person who left the room has returned to the house. Or... Yang Yuhuan left the door unlocked when she left."

A concubine who lived a life of luxury came to the modern era. Duanmu Ye thought it was normal that she forgot to close the door when she went out because she had no habit of closing the door.

Although Duanmu Ye had thought that Yang Yuhuan would return to the house before him, the possibility of such behavior was very small. After all, he had the "Wind Protection" of "Hasta". Even if he did not act with all his strength, it was not possible for an ordinary Servant to match or exceed the physical fitness of a human.

Thinking that Yang Yuhuan forgot to close the door when she left, which caused the door and the courtyard door to be ajar, Duanmu Ye opened the door without thinking too long. The scene he had expected did not appear. The quiet room did not show any signs of movement. The only evidence that someone had entered and exited was the ajar door and the courtyard door.

But just when Duanmu Ye decided to make the final decision on his action against Yang Yuhuan, a faint crying sound from the second floor was carried into Duanmu Ye's ears by the wind, and it sounded extremely creepy and weird in this silent room.

Faced with Van Gogh's puzzled gaze, he closed his slightly open mouth, walked quickly to the innermost room on the second floor, stood at the door for a long time, and then pushed it open and walked in.

Yang Yuhuan wrapped herself in a quilt, with only a sad face showing through the quilt. Her red eyes seemed to have been crying for a long time, but Duanmu Ye showed a bit of contempt in his eyes at this moment.

"Are you... yourself?"

Just like the words that once said Nia Latotep was a white-haired loli, when asked this question, Van Gogh, who was standing next to Duanmu Ye, suddenly widened his eyes and became visibly panicked.

"Duan...Duanmu...this must be Lady Yang Guifei herself, right?"

Van Gogh spoke tremblingly, the scene of being pinned down and threatened by Yang Yuhuan was still vivid in his mind. Therefore, even though Yang Yuhuan was making creepy sniffling sounds at this moment, he still didn't dare to speak loudly in front of Yang Yuhuan, for fear of angering her and causing some unimaginable conflict.

However, Duanmu Ye did not answer Van Gogh's words. His eyes were fixed on Yang Yuhuan who wrapped herself tightly. There was no doubt that she returned to the room first, and her scarlet eyes even looked like she had been crying for a long time, which revealed a hint of disbelief.

How can there be anything faster than the wind?

Even if he didn't use all his strength to get back to the house as quickly as possible, the reality that Yang Yuhuan, who didn't have any ability to move quickly, would get back here before him was absolutely impossible.

"I can't accept that..."