My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

So that’s it, is it a loss? It’s a loss...

I, Mordred, am feeling lost, feeling deeply disappointed because certain expectations have been disappointed——

Father...

She muttered to herself, but her voice was so clear that both Shuo Yue and Shi Shi Jie could hear her hatred and expectation.

The rebellious knight held her sword and looked up at the moon. The broken horn helmet appeared, covering her beautiful face.

I really, really want to see you again...

The flame of hatred had burned out, and the girl's voice was soft, like embers flying from the fire.

If I could see you, I would definitely be unable to control my inner joy, and then I would try my best to kill you.

My father, Arthur...

Just far away in Sighisoara, there was a king who took off his disguise, his blond hair stretched out, and he released his beauty without scruples in the moonlight.

Looking back to where he came from, ripples appeared in those holy blue eyes that lingered for a long time.

Mordred...

Very good, I made it at the last minute, Amen...

Chapter 451 The Saint’s Dream, the Red Party Gathers

Chapter 452 The Saint’s Dream, the Red Party Gathers

Mordred and the Lion kidnapped them. They were not part of the red side's battle line, and now they must be looking for a hiding place to lick their wounds silently.博

In the devastated Sighisoara, all the lights were silent, and even human whispers were hard to hear.

Only the moonlight pouring down like mercury silently illuminates the town.

The young man walked on the deserted street, thinking about his next action in a rare sense of comfort.

Because of various accidents, Red Mordred's plan to conquer failed. Of course, this cannot be blamed on anyone. Even if the plan is implemented as expected, if the conflict between the troublesome father and son is not resolved, she will never be able to join the blue side. Yes.

He took it too naturally. It's a pity that the red side's sky garden is about to be completed, and the blue side has no possibility of recruiting followers secretly.

The battle surrounding the Judge, the conflict over the capture, the escape of the androids, the battle between the Servants and the Master in Sighisoara... In the four battles so far, both sides, no, all three parties have maintained their magical power. Zero casualties.

But Shuo Yue knew that this was just the beginning. When the Red Side's Sky Garden launched its attack, this Holy Grail War began to truly turn into a millstone of flesh and blood.

And he, Shuo Yue, will become the biggest black hand pushing the millstone...

Hello--!

There was a call from the distance. The young man looked up and saw a blond girl running towards him, blinking her beautiful dark blue eyes.

Just staring at her figure, all the thoughts in his mind were wiped away, leaving only peace.

The moonlight is so beautiful.

Thinking like this, Joan of Arc had already arrived in front of Shuo Yue, pouting and complaining: What's going on? Why did you suddenly attack me? Am I so like King Arthur?

Haven't you already seen Mordred's appearance? Shuo Yue asked,

Joan of Arc was speechless, and finally stamped her feet angrily: That guy is really hateful. In short, don't let me see her again! Not only did he attack me without saying a word, he opened the Noble Phantasm, and, and...

And what?

There was a blush on Joan's face. She looked at Shuo Yue's half-smiling eyes and couldn't help but slap his arm: You hate it too! People who ask questions knowingly are the most annoying!

Apparently a certain saint was angry because her 'date' was interrupted. Shuo Yue didn't fight back, she just smiled and let Joan vent her emotions. Anyway, the little pink fist was soft and had no lethality at all, so Quan thought it was a massage.

Shuo Yue's attitude was good, and Miss Joan of Arc expressed her satisfaction.

Anyway, remember, you owe me once!

After speaking like this, the adjudicator Joan of Arc ran to the church and started her work with resentment against a certain naughty child.

Mordred's Noble Phantasm is too conspicuous. If he wants to cast suggestion magic on everyone in Sighisoara and repair the damage caused by the battle between the servants and the magicians - obviously, this will give even the church a headache. big project.

What's even more terrible is that in order to fully protect the ancient buildings, Sighisoara did not install gas pipelines, which made it difficult for the church leaders to find an excuse...a moment of silence.

After Joan of Arc left, Shuo Yue did not stay in Sighisoara for a long time. Instead, he returned to the red side's base camp under the summons of the priest.

——It was a dream of despair that made people’s minds freeze.

That world was already on the verge of death. The malice of the rulers covered that land. The weak had no ability to resist and could only let the other party suck their own flesh and blood.

There is only despair everywhere.

They have been cruelly exploited, and finally got a glimmer of hope, which was a word full of love and redemption.

That was a beautiful word that was enough to keep them from succumbing to hunger, poverty and despair. However, the ruler wanted to take even this away from them. That is no longer exploitation, it is simply killing.

So, they stood up. They are more afraid of being deprived of their right to live than of dying in battle.

Then, led by a miracle child, they were victorious.

——They should never have won. They should not have won. I was blinded just to save the life in front of me, and did not consider the problem from the overall situation.

Although there is a saying that a mouse with no way to escape will bite a cat, but after biting, it will most likely be killed by a furious cat. This is the truth in the world.

I was so naive.

That was the young man's deep repentance after everything was taken away from him.

The heads of old men were chopped off, the men were cut into pieces like experimental animals, the babies were stabbed to death with spears, and the girls were ravaged by desire and then thrown away after they were done.

It was a place that could be called hell. The tens of thousands of lives concentrated in this place - the person who took these lives was not the enemy, but himself.

The young man was so convinced, but even so, he still did not give in.

The young man named Amakusa Shiro Tokisada accepted this result without changing his face with a will of steel. He silently looked at the scene of gradual destruction in front of him, without showing any expression of giving up or sadness. He even overcame the severe pain caused by having his arms cut off.

I failed, I admit it.

I'm going to die, and I admit it.

The entire responsibility for their deaths lies with me, and I will never shirk this.

However, the only thing that cannot let this stop is that I will never give in.

Wasted so many lives and gained nothing - I don't agree with this at all.

The saint is sighing, the saint is roaring.

For this tragic scene, for all the souls that perished here.

So, God, please give me another chance. This time I will never lose sight of the big picture. I will eliminate all obstacles, enemies, and hardships in my path.

This time I will definitely, definitely -

Put all the goodness in this world into your palms——

After finally waking up from the dream, Amakusa Shirou Tokisada woke up from the overlapping past. Rather than sleeping, it might be better to say that it awakened that unforgettable memory. Originally, he just planned to take a nap, but he didn't expect to sleep well. Shen.

Are you awake, Master? And that one has returned.

Red Semiramis seemed to have always allowed him to sleep on her knees, which was really not the behavior of an empress.

Well, why do I sleep on your knees? Amakusa Shiro asked bluntly.

He had no such memory. He still remembered that he was lying on the bench and sleeping, and no one should be around him.

Just because I am.

After saying that, the empress let out a cheerful laugh. A pair of elf-like pointed ears were hidden under her long hair. Facing this smile that had fascinated countless men during her lifetime, the white-haired priest only responded with a confused expression. respond.

What if someone sees it...

Nothing, no one saw it at all. Hmm, it's rare for someone to have a whim and want to do something consistent with their status. Do you have any dissatisfaction?

The woman's expression immediately changed into one that looked like she was losing her temper. However, this moodiness did not make people feel scared, but instead gave her a little girl-like aura.

Facing the empress's favor, Amakusa just said calm words such as 'That's really embarrassing, but thank you', and then stood up without any regrets.

Semiramis was used to Amakusa's incomprehensible amorous feelings, but even so, she still caressed her red lips dissatisfied, and then brought up the business:

It's time, everyone is here, even though we are lost.

Although it is not the type that cannot be lost, it would be a bit troublesome to become an enemy.

The two sighed at the same time. The red one, Spartacus's Noble Phantasm, 'Roar of the Flawed Beast', is a Noble Phantasm that can convert all the damage inflicted on the user into magic power and release it. Because this is an ability that acts on oneself, it is classified as an anti-person Noble Phantasm, but its power is actually at the level of fighting an army or even a country, enough to cause earth-shattering destruction.

The problem is that its damage range is too large. Once it is used in the wrong place, it may end up causing great damage to one's own camp.

Fortunately, we know about his Noble Phantasm... Although we don't know at what point it will be activated, the Servant should be able to detect it.

The two were talking casually about the matter, and soon came to the king who belonged to the red side.

The door opened automatically. In the spacious room, there were already several heroes waiting for Amakusa and the Empress to appear.

Chapter 452 Vanity’s Sky Garden, Completely Completed

Chapter 453 Vanity’s Sky Garden, Completely Completed

Amakusa looked around and saw that Achilles and Atalanta were resting there in a free and comfortable posture. One was lying there looking up at the ceiling, and the other was sitting on the floor, eating as if he was beating himself up. The animals are grilled on skewers. Yi

Karna leaned against the wall, the sunlight hitting his fair skin. His face was like a white Noh mask, and his expression seemed to be frozen without wavering at all.

And the young man who claims to be Shuo Yue, who is still extremely mysterious so far, is maintaining his weapons. Even if the pair of fists and blunderbuss are taken apart, they still emit a heart-stopping cold light.

Oh, it seems I've kept you waiting for so long. I'm really sorry.

What are you talking about, Master? It looks like they are just passing the time.

Heel and Ta Miao both hummed at the same time and turned their faces to the side. It seems that these two people have no respect for the empress Semiramis at all.

Shuo Yue, on the other hand, was concentrating on maintaining the weapons, as if he could get some new power from these two fist guns, and paid no attention to the chorus of Amakusa and the Empress.

The empress did not pay attention to the rudeness of her followers. She nodded proudly and sat down on the throne, with Amakusa beside her like a confidant.

Where have you been?

You still don't understand him? Achilles responded while still lying on the ground, Maybe he was hiding in the workshop and didn't come out.

Do you want me to call him?

Wait a minute, Master, your job is not an easy job like running errands, just let me call you with my words.