My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

But I remember that King Arthur is not a male? But the lady is clearly a female. Astolfo said straightforwardly.

But that's the fact, and the lady is also very good-looking. Sieg kept nodding, looked at Astolfo, and said in unison:

History is so profound...

Everyone on the black team was helpless towards this pair of idiots. Although they were inevitably surprised, looking at the fuss made by Zig and Afu, they always felt that it would be embarrassing to be like them.

After returning the Holy Sword, the dying King Arthur was carried by several mysterious fairies on a boat to Avalon, saying that he was finally buried there. Could the so-called 'independent Utopia' be the embodiment of this legend? Now...

Corless murmured, and Fiore thought for a while and said doubtfully: But, I remember that the legendary King Arthur abides by the spirit of chivalry, is kind, upright, benevolent, and loyal... he shouldn't be an assassin.

Isn’t the so-called assassin an existence that runs counter to chivalry?

Just as Lingxia was about to speak, Vlad III spoke calmly, responding to Fiore's doubts.

Maybe it's because King Arthur is so famous. There are countless versions of her story spread in later generations, and it's not surprising even if there are acts similar to murder.

For the Archduke of Wallachia, who had suffered conspiracies and used despicable means himself, this kind of thing was completely normal.

But no matter what, she is a part of our Black side, and it is she who allows our Black side's fortress to be preserved - as long as you confirm this, she is a trustworthy person.

As Vlad III said to Master Danik before, not having capable subordinates has always been his worry during his lifetime, and now not only the sages of ancient Greece, but also the victorious king of Britain are under his command— —It’s a good thing that he didn’t throw up his face and laugh regardless of his manners, so how could he have any doubts about the stupid job agency?

Look! Spartacus's explosion trajectory seems to have changed!

Suddenly, Astolfo exclaimed. He stretched out his hand to trace the outline of the famous distance, and said uncertainly:

That one, it seems like... it's flying towards that courtyard in the sky?

Hearing Astolfo's guess, Chiron perked up and quickly used his inherent skill 'clairvoyance' to examine it carefully. After a while, he came up with a rigorous result.

Yes, it seems that Miss King Arthur is using the Noble Phantasm to push Hong back. If it can be sent to the Sky Courtyard before Spartacus completely explodes, it will definitely cause an extremely serious blow to Red.

Hearing this, everyone on the black side suddenly became energetic. Vlad III nodded, the approval in his eyes undisguised.

For Black, it is obviously extremely difficult for Red to have a flying courtyard. While it has high maneuverability, it is also quite difficult to deal with.

If Artoria could successfully use her strength to destroy the sky garden, it would undoubtedly be a great achievement!

well-done,!

The Archduke of Wallachia stood at the top of the city, watching the destruction in the distance running towards the sky courtyard at a speed visible to the naked eye. The joy on his face could not be concealed, and his trust in Arturia gradually increased.

Heroes on the red side, you see, this is my powerful arm, it is our black side’s counterattack!

Even if the gladiators rebel, we can stop them safely!

That is to say, the Grand Duke does not understand modern jokes, otherwise he would have shouted that sentence:

How to lose when flying dragon rides on the face!

The excited Black team did not notice that Lingxia, the sixth director standing silently at the back, was smiling faintly.

Everything is going as Mr. Shuo Yue expected.

Chapter 476 Sun Wheel, New Moon that obeys death and action

Compared with Black who was extremely happy, Red in the courtyard seemed gloomy.

Especially Amakusa, who was in charge. Although he looked calm, the empress could feel the anxiety conveyed by his clenched fists.

Liberating Red's power on this battlefield and letting Black reap the consequences - this plan was formulated by Amakusa. He carefully analyzed Black's lineup, heroic spirits and Noble Phantasms, and only chose this seemingly risky choice after confirming that there was nothing to worry about. action.

And his decision was almost a great success - Spartacus could not touch the courtyard of the sky, and could only rage incompetently on the battlefield, being restrained by several heroic spirits in succession, constantly losing his life, and was given the final blow by the Empress. After setting the fire, he has no choice but to self-destruct, and his self-destruction will cause an unimaginable blow to Black's defense line. Red can also use this to break into Black's hinterland and win the Great Holy Grail, which symbolizes victory...

But all of this was reversed by Black.

Even if he couldn't see through Kuro's true name like Sakutsu, how could Amakusa not recognize the Noble Phantasm she released?

The ideal land of independence from the world, King Arthur...

The replica of the cloak projected by Shuoyue was lifted up in the shock wave, and Artoria's beautiful face was reflected in the image. While the red servants were marveling at King Arthur's identity and gender, they couldn't help but cast their eyes on those present. Another person, a girl whose real name was revealed in Sighisoara.

Red, Mordred.

The rebellious knight, the culprit responsible for the destruction of Britain.

So how did such a beautiful beauty like King Arthur give birth to a son...a daughter? Could it be that Guinevere is a male? But in this case, Lancelot is...

Wow, I'm inexplicably excited.

Everyone is fond of gossip, especially the well-known legend of King Arthur. Even Karna raised his eyes slightly, curious about what kind of chaos the British noble circle could become in addition to the complicated relationships in his own family.

Lion Jie called in a low voice. Since he was also on the battlefield, he was also brought here by the Empress's indiscriminate teleportation. However, he did not feel at ease. The Empress' eyes that occasionally glanced at him were like sizing up a piece of bread, which made it clear that he was not sure. Have good intentions.

Not to mention that big bomb from Spartacus is approaching here.

Mordred did not respond to the Master's call. She silently stared at the familiar father in the picture, lost in thought for a long time.

Have you brought the holy spear, the holy sword, and the scabbard with you now?

If Artoria still held the scabbard, Mordred would not have launched a rebellion under any circumstances, and there must be a limit to seeking death.

So...she is destined to be unable to defeat her father in this Holy Grail War.

After realizing this, the girl's figure collapsed for a moment, but she quickly straightened her back and stared at Arturia's serious face with unyielding flames in her lion-like green eyes. combustion.

When the holy sword was pressed against her throat, she was considered dead - it was just death, there was nothing to be afraid of! In comparison, she wanted to know why Artoria let her go!

The intuition seemed to have feedback. Although it was hazy, it inexplicably cheered up Mordred, as if there was some extremely precious answer hidden in her father's act of letting her go.

I must see my father again and ask her clearly!

Ahem, I think now is not the time for small talk. The empress was speechless to these big-hearted heroes. The typical bastard Tian Tian didn't feel any pain. He relied on his ability to transform into a spiritual body to evade attacks. He didn't bother Spartan at all. Take X's self-destruction seriously.

She worked overtime day and night to build such a big thing. If it was gone on the day it was completed, she might as well jump off the courtyard first!

Anyway, can anyone stop Spartacus' attack?

After all, he was the leader of the red side, so he still had to give face, so the heroes of the red side looked at each other and were finally willing to communicate.

Can't be saved. By Shakespeare.

It's hopeless. By Atalanta.

Wait to die. By Mordred.

Hey, you guys!

The three sets of qualities almost made the empress angry to death. She stared at these three guys with hatred, while Sabita and Xiao Mo also looked back with innocent eyes.

What, what kind of defense do you expect from a writer who is powerless/an archer who only knows how to tell stories/a swordsman whose precious phantom was stolen from his father’s treasury?

It’s better to believe that Mao eats three meals a day!

Before Semiramis was angry, Amakusa finally gathered his mood and looked at the other three servants: What about you, what can you do?

Shuo Yue shook her head decisively. Achilles hesitated for a moment and also expressed his helplessness: Although I have a shield... it is more than enough to protect myself, but there is nothing I can do to protect such a large courtyard.

The hero disdained to lie, so everyone crossed out Shuo Yue and Achilles, and the last hope fell on the charity hero, Karna, the TOP 1 combat power on the red side.

Gala Ameng, save us!

Little Sun lived up to expectations and made a decision after pondering for a moment.

As long as you can withstand Spartacus's attack, it's okay even if you don't have to defend yourself, right?

What you mean is— Amakusa certainly knew what Karna meant, and he said in a deep voice, Have you made up your mind?

This is the only way to protect this place.

Although everyone could not understand the riddle between the two, they also understood that Karna had taken over the problem, so they all breathed a sigh of relief and went to prepare according to Amakusa's instructions.

Only the empress and Shakespeare still stayed in the royal palace.

, while you and I are the only two people left now, I want to ask a question first.

Ah, I also want to ask something clearly. So please ask me first, Your Majesty the Empress.

What on earth are you planning?

The empress maintained a coquettish smile, but stared at Shakespeare with cold emotion in her eyes, very much like a snake that had spotted its prey.

Then, facing such a look, he did not break out in cold sweat at all. He only responded with an incomprehensible expression. He also had extraordinary courage. Although he had no weapons, not even magic, he still stirred up three inches. An immortal tongue.

It's nothing. As I said before, I just want to watch over the master's illusory and powerful dream.

Get the Holy Grail and save the world.

The best writers in history looked at the saints who tried to take on the evil in this world with eyes sharper than guns.

Humph, you are indeed such a person, a storyteller. His dream is indeed as fragile and far away as glass crafts. There are countless hardships and obstacles on the road, and even whether he can overcome these hardships is unknown. But - —Suppose our Master overcomes all the hardships and finally reaches his goal...

That can only be called a miracle. The dream Amakusa told them was a topic that ordinary people would laugh at as funny, and only abnormal people would discuss it seriously.

The role you played will no longer exist in this world.

This is not just me, but you, no, all the heroic spirits are the same!

However, the empress shook her head and rejected Shakespeare's words.

I'm different. I have my own role. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to agree with his plan.

I see, that's what happened! Well, yes, once the Master's dream comes true, there will be no need to write stories in this world. But - the process of developing to that situation is an outstanding story. That is simply It is an unprecedented masterpiece that cannot be achieved even if countless typewriters are assigned to countless monkeys. It is unprecedented and unprecedented! If I can write such a work, I will naturally have no regrets.

It sounds reasonable.

Perhaps because Shakespeare's expressiveness was too strong, Semiramis suddenly raised her slender brows, but still did not change her puzzled expression. In fact, her suspicions stem from the incident when Shakespeare let Spartacus go.

If Amakusa's plan goes smoothly, this man might deliberately create some suffering... No, or he has already started to prepare.

, how is the situation of those masters?

The Master's words were transmitted along the line of cause and effect, and Semiramis immediately gave a reply: If nothing unexpected happens, we can regain control of them tonight.

Although for unknown reasons, a master suddenly broke free from the poison's control, Semiramis was the empress after all, and it only took more than a day to take control of the situation - from the accident to the present, the red side's servants But they were all kept in the dark.

However, is everything really as the empress wants?

The creeping shadow...at least lurks among the kings. Certain entities in the realm of absolute control of the empress do not think so. After Semiramis responded, she seemed to have received the same instructions and headed towards a certain Wandering away in the direction.

Are you here, Shuo Yue? I can feel your presence.

The empress suddenly spoke. After a moment of silence in the huge king room, the light and shadow in the corner flowed. The assassin took off Hades' cloak and calmly looked at Semiramis who was at the top:

What's up?