My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

It was clearly the middle of the night, and the most diligent Master was also sleeping, but neither Hakuno nor Nero cared about this. They walked side by side in the empty corridor like stagnant water, without speaking, just quietly enjoying the good night without anyone.

Then, they stepped into the depths of the Three Moons Sea of ​​Thought.

The Three Moons Sea of ​​Thought still had traces left by the New Moon after the massacre. The blood tide of the rose swept around, and there was still an irreparable desolation. However, in the place where the faceless angels were buried, countless hostile programs had sprung up like mushrooms after rain, tirelessly patrolling their territory.

The scattered data fragments of the angels were absorbed by them, becoming more and more fierce and powerful, even the first-class servants would feel exhausted, and the most important thing was that the killing rewards were no different from other programs, so the masters all tacitly avoided this area.

And Hakuno came for them from the beginning.

"Get ready for battle, Saber."

With just a raise of her hand, countless magic spells were applied to Nero, each of which was just right. Nero looked at Hakuno in surprise, but under the pressure of the enemy program, she had no time to think, so she drew out the primordial fire and rushed forward with the sword.

A first-class servant, paired with a master who is no longer the same as before.

At first, there were brief conflicts, or misunderstandings caused by inadequate understanding of tactics, but after just a moment of running-in, the two were surprised to find how synchronized they were with each other.

As expected of the Moon Spirit Crystal, Hakuno is the most suitable servant. Compared with the male mother Shuoyue who settled Hakuno in the back and blew up all the dangers by herself, the combination of Nero and Hakuno seems to be more in tune with each other, and the battle scene looks smooth and pleasing to the eye.

Every time Nero advances, he can leave enough safe distance for Hakuno; every time Hakuno moves, he creates a better fighting space for Nero.

When Nero was about to use a large-scale skill, Bai Ye would provide an amplification spell in time; when Bai Ye began to recover his magic power, Nero would rush back and protect him.

When Nero successfully killed his opponent, Bai Ye would smile and encourage him; every time Bai Ye provided precise help, Nero would praise him generously... The battle lasted for half an hour, but both of them were full of energy, without any feeling of fatigue after a long battle, and even eager to try.

"Player, have you really lost your memory?" At some point, Nero had changed his name to Bai Ye, "In my opinion, your fighting quality is quite high."

"Player?" The brown-haired girl pretended to be confused and changed the subject lightly, "What is this name?"

"Hmm!" After knocking down the last enemy program neatly, Nero stuck the Primordial Fire into the ground and proudly raised his aho-god hair, "I am the most famous sword, the most famous weapon. In front of the beautiful sound I play, even the Muse will bow her head in shame!"

"The so-called player is the one who plucks the strings and fully displays your talent!"

Hao Ye was completely unaware of the ambiguity of his words. Looking at the confident Nero, he felt a little envious at the same time of laughing and crying.

If I could be as cheerful as her, would I be able to...

"Cheer up, performer, you have grown a lot!" Nero seemed to see Bai Ye's depression. She patted the girl's shoulders heavily, trying to cheer her up. "Compared to the immature appearance of you in Shuoyue's mouth, you can now hold your head high and tell him that you are no longer inferior to any master!"

Facing Nero's safety, Bai Ye pursed his lips with a bitter face.

"But no matter how much I have grown, he... Shuoyue can't come back."

Even if she told herself to let it go countless times, every time she mentioned that name, the girl couldn't help but feel sad.

Perhaps it was because the past was so beautiful, so when the bright background was taken away from her, the fall of failure after trying hard would seem so painful.

Nero opened his mouth and looked at the girl's slightly red eyes. The emperor who could talk freely in front of tens of thousands of people at the inauguration ceremony was speechless for a while.

Who can tell about feelings?

What's more, the person chosen by Shuoyue is another her...

What qualifications and position does Nero have to comfort others?

This sadness did not last long. Nero blinked, suddenly exclaimed, and pushed Bai Ye out.

"Be careful, player!"

Bang!

A weapon that looked like a pillar sign with a spade-shaped tip fell down, splashing dust all over the sky, and the red figure knocked away the dust, and the original fire pulled it casually, cutting the soldier in the playing card robe in half.

Nero landed and looked at his player first, and Bai Ye had already stood up, ran to Nero's side in small steps, and his eyes fell on the enemy who suddenly appeared.

It was a being dressed completely differently—it didn’t have a human face, but a small, hollowed-out round helmet from the Middle Ages. The spade symbol from the playing card stood on the top of the helmet, matching the pattern of the square robe he was wearing. On his wrist was a decoration that looked like a ruff, which gave this playing card soldier a three-dimensional feel.

But the pillar sign weapon with the spade symbol as the tip looked ridiculous.

“Are you okay, Player?”

“It’s okay, compared to this, Saber, what is this, a new version of the enemy program?”

"No, it doesn't feel right." Nero clenched his beloved sword, recalled the feeling of swinging the sword, and frowned in confusion, "The feeling at that time was like cutting a playing card, which was completely different from the enemy's program."

Just as the two were puzzled, something even more jaw-dropping happened-in front of the killer, the remains of the playing card soldier flew up, tightly buckled on the wound, and continued to rush towards Nero as if he was not injured at all.

"Immortality? Is it the magician (Caster) who did it!"

Nero fearlessly moved forward, the sword flashed across, and in the blink of an eye, he cut the soldier into dozens of pieces. At the same time, Hakuno retreated, while giving Nero full space, looking around, and then gasped.

Spades, hearts, diamonds, clubs...

At some point, they were surrounded by playing card soldiers of four colors!

And on the hillside in the distance, two little queens, one black and one white, were surrounded by soldiers, looking down at the hunt from a high position.

"Alice, and the servant Tong Yao..."

"Good evening, March Hare." Seeing that Hakuno had discovered them, the two girls laughed happily, and they stood up hand in hand, politely lifting their skirts to salute.

"Hey, I heard that the third battle is about to begin?"

"The scary Mad Hatter is gone, right?"

"That is to say..."

"That is to say——"

The two girls looked at each other and giggled.

"The ladies' tea party has begun again!"

With Alice's announcement as the starting point, the poker soldiers lurking around immediately received the order and approached Hakuno like a tide. This is by no means a simple game like children's play. The soldiers' undisguised murderous intent spread, dragging this place that has not yet recovered back to the battlefield.

Although I don't know why, Alice and Tong Yao are undoubtedly here to kill them and the opponents of the third battle!

The red-skirted emperor and the brown-haired master stood back to back, facing hundreds and thousands of cold soldiers alone. Even Nero, who was cheerful, could hardly say anything to comfort them.

She had led the war herself, and knew very well that when the army was on the march, any warrior who stood in front of it on his own would be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

No... maybe there was one person.

Recalling the white-haired general with a sword and a calm demeanor, Nero couldn't help but smile bitterly.

It's just that the governor was not around.

Coincidentally, Bai Ye, who was leaning against Nero, also thought of the same person in his mind.

This morning, Shuo Yue was standing here, alone against the tide of faceless angels, and together with Draco, he wiped them all out here.

And tonight, it was the same combination of Master and Servant, and there were also hundreds of enemies...

So, can he and Nero survive?

[The hand you are about to hold is no longer mine]

The young man's farewell words are still ringing in his ears. The feeling of heartache has faded or numb. Instead, a strange understanding rises from his heart. Hakuno blinked and suddenly held Nero's hand.

"Player?"

Under Nero's surprised gaze, Hakuno took a deep breath. Although her legs trembled involuntarily, she still smiled encouragingly.

"Let's fight together, Saber."

Hearing Hakuno's words, Nero widened his eyes in astonishment.

Under the pure moonlight, the brown-haired girl who was obviously trembling with fear but still tried to smile and encourage herself was forever engraved in the memory of the Roman emperor.

Without even a hint of thought, Nero held Bai Ye's hand, and with the other hand, she raised her sword, letting the rising passion burn from the bottom of her heart. The primordial fire spread across the prairie, and the flames flowing on the sword spoke of her excitement at the moment:

"Hmm, leave it to me!"

The two little queens sitting on the high cliff looked down as if they had sensed something, and saw the blazing fire like a rose expanding, sweeping in all directions in the blink of an eye, engulfing the soldiers and devouring them. And in the depths of this magnificent and dangerous scene, the emperor in a red skirt drew his sword, his fighting spirit high:

"Open the door and open the curtain of the solo! If you want to ask why——"

"I, the flower of Olympia, will present the most perfect performance for the performer!"