My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

The fourth dangerous place, the arrival of Joan of Arc

The moment Shakespeare promised Shuo Yue to join the blue camp, a burning breath came from Shuo Yue's chest.

At the same time, he noticed that there was someone not far away who had established contact with him.

What's happening here?

Pulling open his clothes in front of Shakespeare, Shuo Yue's face suddenly glowed red, his breathing became a little faster, and he raised his head to look at this great British writer.

The clothes are half unbuttoned, the face is flushed, and the breathing is rapid...

Sabi's breath froze, she took a few steps back, and picked up a book to cover herself.

"Although I am British, my sexual orientation is absolutely normal! Ah, by the way, I like young and mature beauties, like Juliet..."

Before she could finish her words, Shuo Yue hit her with a book.

"Get out of here, I don't have any feelings for you either." The young man cursed with a smile and ignored the funny Sabi, while his heart was filled with turmoil.

As a time traveler who is proficient in the Holy Grail War, Shuo Yue has actually always had doubts about the so-called 'blue camp'.

Although in Xingyue's world view, the level of magic between the Gods and modern times is as different as the world, those demons, that is, high-level fantasy species, can indeed easily revise the Holy Grail system... But the deal proposed by the Osa family to the demons is to subvert the Holy Grail. The only way to fight is to capture the Great Holy Grail.

If the Osare family summoned not Shuoyue, but any normal heroic spirit - how could he defeat the red and black sides by himself? You must know that each camp has seven famous heroic spirits!

Even if they have a hidden advantage, the number of the blue camp is too small after all, and they don't have the size to make a profit!

And now, Shuo Yue finally realizes the true horror of the blue camp...

He took off his black robe and exposed his chest to Sabi's frightened eyes. The command spell, which looked like wings spread out, changed again - although it was still separated on the left and right in the shape of three and three, the left, middle and right parts appeared separately. A blank outline of the Command Seal!

Those are three command spells that can be filled in instantly with just a thought from Sakutsuki...the command spells belonging to Caster Shakespeare!

The Master who established the connection with Sakutsu is self-explanatory.

"The master's consent is not required. As long as the servants admit that they belong to the blue camp, they can plunder their command spells..."

After understanding the rules of the blue camp, even Shuo Yue couldn't help but take a breath and mutter to herself.

"No wonder the Osare family is so loud...the ability of this camp is really too dangerous."

Especially if it falls into the hands of a foresighted time traveler, the room for maneuver is really too big.

After putting on her clothes and tidying up her appearance, Shuo Yue took a deep breath and refrained from saying "it smells so good", but she was still happy.

It's a great ability, but now it's mine.

Don’t worry about the Osare clan!

"Cuckoo..." Just as Shuo Yue was secretly happy, a snow-white dove flew in, landed on his shoulder, and pecked his head with its beak, making a muffled sound.

"What's going on?" Shuo Yue grabbed the pigeon and looked at the great writer in front of him doubtfully, "Have you passed the deadline? Or is it that some novels have been cut off and you have to take leave or be eunuchs?"

"Are you kidding me? I am this kind of person!" Of course Shakespeare couldn't accept this insult. He raised his eyebrows guiltily, "This is Assassin's familiar. It seems that he wants to see you for something."

"Oh, that's it." Shuo Yue understood clearly. He did remember that Semiramis had a skill called [Familiar (Dove)] to summon pigeons. "It seems they don't dare to ignore me anymore."

Throwing the white bird out of the window, Shuo Yue had just stepped out of the door, and Sabi locked the door with her hind legs. She walked to the desk with a guilty conscience, took out an unfinished work from the drawer, and started writing furiously.

"Cuckoo..." The pigeons circled outside the window and screamed happily.

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Returning to the main hall of the church, Shuo Yue glanced at the two NPCs Amakusa and Empress that were refreshed daily, and locked his eyes on a newly appeared young man.

Hair that grows freely remains transparent and white. His gaze was as sharp as a polished blade, and the red stones inlaid on his exposed chest also complemented each other, creating a lustrous and coquettish look. But the most eye-catching thing is the golden armor that seems to be integrated with the body rather than wrapping around the whole body, emitting a sacred light.

Although each part is so beautiful, the combined youth gives a strong impression of transcending beauty. What a wonderful youth this is.

What's more, Shuo Yue knew very well the identity of this young man.

——The most powerful servant of the red side, the biggest obstacle in Shuo Yue's plan... bar none.

Almost instantly, Shuo Yue tensed up her body and walked quietly to the three of them.

"Summoned me over, what's the matter?"

"The time has come, and the person I am most wary of is coming here."

Amakusa was the first to speak, with clear hostility in his eyes as leisurely as if he were looking into the distance.

Not out of hatred, but because that is the only person in the world that Amakusa Shiro must defeat in order to realize his dream.

"Is it Ruler?"

"Well, it has been confirmed that the guy has sneaked into Romania."

Amakusa was not surprised by Sakusuki's sharp insights. To him and Semiramis, it would be suspicious for Sakusuki to act uninformed.

Under the influence of the ‘familiar (pigeon)’, the empress’ intelligence network composed of pigeons spread throughout Romania. The moment Ruler appeared and sneaked into Romania, the pigeons smelled the flow of Servant's magic power that could not be completely hidden.

Averting his eyes from looking at someone, Amakusa turned to Sakatsuki and the silent young man.

"Lancer, Mr. Shuoyue, I need you to kill Ruler. Even in the worst case scenario, you have to buy us time."

Is that the saint who is about to arrive? I just want to meet her... Shuo Yue nodded: "Of course."

The young man beside him, the 'Red' Lancer, also nodded calmly, expressing his agreement.

Different from the 'red' Rider... and Sakutue who are also highly capable but rebellious, this Lancer's character is, in a nutshell, that of a "warrior".

As long as there is an order from the Master, he will not even have the slightest thought of disobedience and take action directly.

Without any further explanation, Shuo Yue and Hong Lancer went out and started on their way, following the pigeon's guidance. In the church, Amakusa rubbed her fingers uneasily, while Empress Semiramis watched the Master with interest, admiring his anxiety.

Finally unable to bear the empress' bold gaze, the priest looked at his servant with a wry smile.

"...You look like I am the Servant and you are the real Master. As a qualified Servant, even if you don't offer help, you should avoid using critical eyes. Are you taking a look at the Master?"

"Huh, that's natural. Although I am used to being served by others, I am not used to serving others, let alone wanting me to comfort you with words - ah, by the way, it's not too late now, let's exchange, right?"

Exchange? It is simply an unimaginable possibility.

Facing the empress's whim, Amakusa shook her head back and forth and replied: "Forgive me for refusing. Because you seem to be quite a tyrant."

After hearing this, Assassin's light eyes flashed with mischief. She whispered:

"The title of the world's oldest poisoner is not just for show, right? Is this Semiramis someone you can call upon?"

——Those were the first words declared by the empress in black skirt when Amakusa Shirou Tokisada summoned Assassin.

Amakusa smiled and repeated the answer at that time.

"Empress of Assyria. In this Holy Grail War fought by fourteen Servants, my goal is a place that is different from victory and defeat. Can you please help me?"

When Assassin heard this, he burst out laughing in a rare way.

"Yes, that's the sentence! I was surprised at the time and thought what you were talking about. To be honest, at that moment I even considered finding another puppet (Master) and exchanging with him early."

"What now?"

"You are still asking that now? Master, you are very interesting. Your wish is my wish. Therefore, I can't even find the slightest hesitation about helping."

"...Thank you."

Facing the empress's forthright speech, Amakusa was filled with gratitude, but all she could squeeze out was two dry words. As if a little shy, the saint-like young man turned around and carefully admired the stained glass windows of the church.

However, the empress would not give up. With the sweet fragrance hitting her nostrils, the beauty in black dress leaned behind Amakusa, her convex and soft body squeezed the boy's back, and her red lips came to his ear, murmuring in a low voice.

"Do you think, with Lancer and that Shuoyue, we can defeat Ruler?"

"Believe them." Amakusa nodded, his eyes pure and trusting, "After all, he is the top assassin who can defeat Vlad III, and the son of the Sun God Surya."

"The hero of charity, Karna..." Semiramis snorted, but even she couldn't refute this pair.

The church suddenly became quiet. Amakusa stared at the glass window seriously, letting Su put her hand on his fragile neck. Her face turned red due to embarrassment, which made the empress smile slightly. She exerted her strength in her arms and pressed closer to him.

"Assassin..."

"Shh, be quiet."

So the young man looked up helplessly and began to appreciate the window that looked like opening to heaven more and more seriously.