My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

The Osare family had been wiped out by Shuo Yue a long time ago, and the family tree was scattered to unknown places. How could one know who was in this family?

But if you answer hastily, what if Chiron is playing a trick, and in fact that person doesn't know Darnic at all, or even has a grudge against Darnic?

However, the sixth director Lingxia couldn't hesitate because he hesitated for too long... It was also an answer.

I have no idea what you are talking about, Lord Chiron.

In the end, the sixth director Lingxia shook her head and denied Chiron's remarks: As far as I know, there is no such person in the Osare clan at all, or maybe it is because I was raised in secret since I was a child and I don't know him. This old man.

There was no such section in Shuo Yue's plan. This sentence was purely improvised by Sixth Director Lingxia.

The reason is simple, because Shuo Yue told her that the Osare clan was being squeezed out.

How could someone who was close to Darnic become an elder? What's more, why should Chiron come to take charge of this matter?

Fiore needs to come in person to show sincerity, right?

As expected, Chiron was stunned for a moment and then showed an awkward yet polite smile.

Yeah, then maybe I was presumptuous... By the way, Miss Lingxia, where is the child you brought? It's so late, we can't let her run around in Mirennia Castle.

You haven’t let go of your suspicions yet, Your Excellency, the Great Sage of Greece?

Artoria sighed inwardly and was ready to take Lingxia out.

Little Jack is still on his way back, how could he possibly be called back?

At this moment, a timid voice came from the door.

That... mother?

Artoria was refreshed, Chiron turned around in surprise, and Sixth Director Lingxia's eyes lit up.

A child in a black robe stood at the door, holding a box of materials in his hand.

I have already found an uncle to come over for the materials my mother mentioned. Little Jack listened to Shuo Yue's words in his mind and read them word for word, Um, is this gentleman your Excellency?

Yes, I'm very offended by disturbing you late at night. Chiron looked at Little Jack and the magic materials in her hand, and he could easily think of the scene when Little Jack was called by the Sixth Director Lingxia to get the materials.

It seems that this trial has yielded no results.

Chiron sighed softly in his heart and took the initiative to say goodbye. However, just as he walked to the door, the sixth director Lingxia suddenly stopped him.

Your Mightiness.

The woman in green dress hugging little Jack smiled and said bluntly to Chiron:

If you feel that the Thousand World Tree clan is not compatible with you, we, Osare, welcome you.

Please don’t say such things again in the future, Miss Lingxia. After responding in a low voice, Chiron closed the door.

As the footsteps gradually faded away, the smile on the face of the sixth director Lingxia gradually faded, and suddenly she stumbled and fell on the bed regardless of her grace.

Mother!

Lingxia, what's wrong?

In the voice of concern, the sixth director Lingxia let out a long sigh of relief. Only then did she realize that her back was already soaked, her legs felt weak, and she no longer had the strength to stand up.

Indeed,

Fiore's room

In other words, the Osare family came to our Thousand World Tree with the purpose of seizing power?

With her hands folded obediently at the top of her thighs, the disabled girl in the wheelchair looked surprised as she listened to Chiron's report.

Yes... at least in the end, Ms. Lingxia's words conveyed to me revealed this meaning.

Chiron kept kneeling on one knee and seriously reported what he saw and heard after visiting.

Naturally, he concealed the matter of the artificial man and the reason for his past.

Hmm... Fiore pondered, I've already asked, and the kid did ask for some magic materials from the warehouse, and they were all related to black magic and fit Osare's characteristics... What do you think, uncle?

Hearing this, the man leaning against the wall moved slightly and stood firm. In an instant, all the light in the room focused on his ceremonial robe, his cane, and his calm face.

Darnic, the well-deserved master of the Thousand Realms Tree and the spiritual leader of the black camp.

If what you said is correct, I feel relieved.

Uncle?

Fiore looked up in surprise, only to find a heartfelt smile on Danik's face.

The Osare clan...it seems they really don't know anything.

I don’t know who was behind the scenes back then, nor do I know to what extent he, Danic Prestone Yggdomirenia, has managed Thousand World Tree after more than ten years of operation.

There is no need to be afraid of the resistance of the Osare clan. I am only worried that they have been hiding their true purpose. The poisonous snakes hidden behind them are always the most feared.

Saying this, Darnic cast an approving look at Chiron.

Thank you, Your Excellency, for letting us understand Osare's intentions. In this way, we can fully deal with the Magic Association's difficulties.

Uncle, uncle? But Miss Lingxia, the Sixth Director...?

It's okay, Fiore. Danik smiled, interrupting the heir's words.

You have to know that with me and you here, Thousand Realms Tree doesn't need to be afraid of any challenges. A mere Osare is nothing to be afraid of.

As long as targeted arrangements are made, even if the Osare family wants to instigate family members, they will not be able to do so.

Darnik, who is so confident, ignores how special the sixth director Lingxia is, and what a dangerous and scheming opponent Shuo Yue is standing behind her.

What he wanted to see was just what Shuo Yue wanted him to see. Everything the head of the Qianjie Tree did was just what Shuo Yue wanted him to do.

He was like a chess piece on a chessboard, confused by every move of the sixth director Lingxia, completely unaware that the real chess player stretched out his fingers and pushed him to the edge of the cliff bit by bit.

After all - who said that the only way to subvert the Thousand World Tree is to recruit different forces and overthrow Darnic's throne in a political game?

Aren't these followers who transcend reality and subvert cognition the best weapons of struggle?

Chapter 403 Persecution from Shuo Yue

Chapter 404 Persecution from Shuo Yue

Stars, moon, night.

A jackdaw rises in the distance, screams hoarsely, and swoops away.

The air is fresh and empty, and a trickle of light falls on the asphalt highway, protective railings and sparse traffic, and this vast world begins to have the sense of security of civilized existence.

But drivers who drive late at night feel something. If you fix your eyes on the highway sign pointing the way and take a while to adjust to the darkness, you will be able to vaguely make out the presence that is separated from the outline.

The night wind was slightly cold, blowing the black robes, and in the silhouette that was burning quietly like black flames, a pair of golden eyes lit up. The young man reached out and took off his hood. His short white hair was like the cold frost at night. He looked at the dim horizon. After a moment of silence, he suddenly sighed:

I didn't expect that Black would be in trouble so soon...

Starting from the awakening and escape of the artificial man Zig, it was announced that the progress of the war was accelerating. The red and black sides were no longer simply testing, but began to mobilize their troops and carry out round after round of attacks.

For example, the red one who is still galloping towards the Black Fortress, or the 'Sky Garden' that Empress Semiramis is about to complete, or... the anomaly of this Holy Grail War came and took control of the Servants. Our arbiter of absolute command, Joan of Arc.

At this moment in the new moon, a cold wind is blowing, and I am waiting quietly on the Transylvania Highway, the only national road leading to Tulifas.

The original plan was to bury arrangements here in advance after finishing the exploration of the Great Holy Grail to prepare for Joan of Arc's arrival tomorrow night... But obviously, due to Chiron's intrusion, Shuoyue's magic power at this time has been squeezed out. Not a drop is left, and it will probably take a long time to recover.

The plan to ambush in advance was terminated, but it was not without rewards - Lingxia, the sixth guide who was the first to discover and entrust the artificial man to Astolfo, seemed to have stepped into the center of the dark undercurrent, no matter what happened Whatever it is, she has the convenience and right to get involved.

On the other hand, looking at the ‘red side’ where he is...

During the process of moving into a spiritual body, Shuo Yue smiled bitterly in her heart.

Perhaps because he was a shady himself, Amakusa and the Empress were not particularly wary of him. Even if he was deliberately exposed to the sight of the familiar, Amakusa had no intention of subpoenaing him, as if he had completely given Sakuyue to him. forget.

Is the way of joining too radical? No, if not, Amakusa would not agree to my joining at all.

In a flash of thought, Shuo Yue came to a conclusion.

Since you want to be radical, let's implement this style to the end.

Approaching the spiritual veins, Shuo Yue accelerated the recovery of his magic power, his golden eyes shining like stars.

Next, he's going to do something risky.

Among the seven magicians selected by the Clock Tower to defeat Yggdomirenia - one of them, the overseer priest sent by the Holy Church, was kneeling respectfully in front of the five of them.

Just like kings, we are far apart. Not only that, thin curtains were also drawn in front of the five people. His vision was blocked, and he could only vaguely see figures.

Report.

He reported eloquently to the people on the opposite side of the thin curtain: ...The battle situation is completely to our advantage. Five of the opponent's seven have been defeated, while all seven of ours are alive. The escapees have also been captured, Please give instructions.”

What Amakusa said is simply a fantasy. Anyone who hears it will want to laugh, right? However, not long after, vague laughter broke out from the red masters.

Of course, kill, kill, kill. Let us take the head and throw the body to the wild dogs. Internal organs that emit putrid odor are of no use. As long as you have the head, you will get the bounty.

No one thought about whose head it was, and no one figured out how they defeated the enemy. Indulging in the false victory, Amakusa struck while the iron was hot and said:

knew. Having said that, have you considered my previous suggestions?

There was a sudden silence on the other side of the curtain. Unlike the last time when he was loudly rejected, this time there seemed to be more room for consideration.

We trust you. But there is no need for that. As Masters, we must use those servants.

I will take on this task, so there is no need to worry.

In this case, there is no need, right?

This question was mixed with feelings that had not been felt until now, and Amakusa did not ignore this.

Cowardice, or a sense of war weariness, and the comfort of handing over responsibilities to others——

certainly.

After hearing Amakusa's solid words, they secretly whispered to each other across the curtain. The white-haired priest just knelt, waiting for instructions.

Forget it, that's still too dangerous. For safety's sake, it's better to spread out.

Understood.

Just to be on the safe side, they said. After all, it is not something that can be transferred to others. However, that proposal cannot be rejected without reason. Their internal common sense is on the verge of collapse, and they just need to work harder, Amakusa Shiro concluded.

Then I'll take my leave, and please enjoy your conversation.

After Amakusa bowed, he stood up and left. The Masters hidden behind the curtains immediately started chatting. Even a skilled magician cannot integrate into the world without his human side. They were chatting about magic and life experiences, but they were truly enjoying peace.