My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

At dusk, this man walked unkemptly in the ideal forest that spreads east of Tulifas.

In comparison, a giant octopus walking on the road is more realistic. He is so out of tune with this forest full of natural atmosphere.

The man is the red servant.

Quickly stop!

Someone was jumping between the branches, chasing him like a liberated beast.

It was a girl dressed in emerald green clothes. Her eyes were as inorganic and sharp as a beast. Her hair was stretched out randomly. Although it was messy, it was full of forest-like freshness and smoothness, but it was incompatible with her wild and beautiful face. Very proportionate.

Yes, she is a slender, dangerous, and beautiful humanoid beast (beast mother).

Smiling, determined not to stop, he responded with a loud voice:

Hahahaha, yo. Forgive me for not obeying that order. I must go to that city and rush to the dictator's side!

You idiot! I told you to wait until the time is right, but you just don't understand!

But he didn't stop, he still moved forward powerfully, step by step. He has been walking for two days and two nights in a row now, and he has been witnessed by passers-by on the road more than once or twice. He can only pray that the suspicious priest can handle it properly.

Waiting is not in my dictionary.

Is that the end?

'Red' had completely given up on him. To be more precise, according to the order conveyed by the pigeon, she chose the strategy of focusing on rescue if persuasion failed.

After all, we are Berserkers, so communication of ideas is impossible...

To her sighing words to herself, a voice responded:

Oh, that's what I thought. His rank is not just for show.

Hearing the sound falling from the sky, I looked up at the branches above.

A young man with a smile on his face was standing there. He was a quite handsome man, but that beauty was not the beauty of an elegant knight with a rippling mind. The man's eyes were as sharp as a raptor, and his muscular body was neat but not vulgar. That is the heroic demeanor that men, women, the elderly, children, everyone admires and yearns for.

If you ask Father Amakusa Shiro to speak of red, he is a man who can rival the immortal hero Karna.

It is worth mentioning that it is very close to the era when legends were left.

Why did you come after me?

The young man welcomed the question with a knowing smile: Of course it's because I'm worried about you. Isn't that obvious?

Huh, really.

'Hong' was neither blushing, nor surprised, nor even angry, completely unresponsive. If it were an ordinary woman, no matter how virtuous a wife she was, these words would undoubtedly be enough to make her face filled with embarrassment.

But sweet words mean nothing to this man who has lived among wild beasts. His sweet words fell flat, and he scratched his head in embarrassment. Then, he coughed and returned to his original task.

All in all, the task we have been given is rear support, which is to provide assistance according to our ability and at the same time collect as much intelligence as possible.

We're going to meet the enemy soon. If everything goes well, I'm afraid that guy will arrive at the fortress late tonight. However, there should be an attack before then.

The hero's unique loveliness faded away, replaced by a desire for battle. He held up his spear and said with a ferocious smile:

Huh... Anyway, I really want to meet the guys on the black side first.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, both of them ignored the increasingly dense traps and the small golems floating in mid-air and cruising in all directions.

The pale yellow single eye exudes inorganic magical light, sending images towards the distant city.

At the time of the devil, seven pairs of masters and slaves gathered together again in Milenia Fortress.

Avisbronn set up a seven-lamp candlestick, and what was reflected through the golem was a vulgar, slovenly, half-naked giant man marching into the forest. It was an indescribable scene.

Even through the image, that horrifyingly distorted smile and the endless laughter that lasted for two days and two nights are still deeply imprinted in the minds of the Master and even the followers.

In the oppressive silence, Danik spoke first:

Everyone, according to the report, this servant is breaking through the forest day and night and rushing towards this Milenian city.

After hearing this, everyone present was speechless. Since this is a war, it is natural for the enemy to attack. But whether it's a surprise attack or an aboveboard attack, the best way is to attack with multiple servants together.

But there was not even a shadow of his subordinates around the giant man running towards them. In other words - this plan to single-handedly provoke the enemy was really stupid.

And there is only one among the seven classes who can do such stupid behavior as if nothing happened.

I guess this is Hong. I'm afraid it's because the level of madness is too high. He is in a berserk state craving for enemies.

As soon as Danik finished speaking, the pale-skinned berserker took out a sword and smashed the familiar who was spying on him.

Forcibly suppressing the discomfort in her heart, Fiore looked at Danik:

What are you going to do, uncle?

Of course we can't let this opportunity go. If everything goes well, we can make this our chess piece.

Danik's words aroused everyone's discussion. After it calmed down, Hei, who was sitting on the jade throne, slowly stood up:

Danic, let me hear your tactics.

The calm expression disappeared, and Vlad III smiled, but the smile was full of cruelty:

The glorious battle is about to begin.

Church in Tulifas in the evening

I'm welcome—

After praying, the blonde girl's hunger had reached its limit. She used her knife and fork to cut open the steaming Romanian-style cabbage-wrapped meat and stuffed it into her mouth.

How does it taste? The nun from the church looked at the girl who called herself 'Joan of Arc' and asked with a smile.

Very tasty.

He took advantage of his spare time to say this and immersed himself in dinner again. Every time he took a bite, his tightened stomach expanded. It was really an endless hell that the more he ate, the stronger the feeling of hunger became.

As the arbiter of this Holy Grail War, Jeanne Darhk arrived at Tulifas on two legs after dealing with the mess left by the fierce battle between the Servants. It was already after dawn, and she finally arrived at her destination. She immediately encountered unexpected difficulties.

As the old man who gave her a lift said, there is no place in Tulifas that can be called a tourist attraction. Perhaps for this reason, there are only three hotels here. I wonder if it is the plan of the Thousand World Tree. , the hotel was full of magicians from Yggdomirenia, which meant that the hotel was completely full.

This is troublesome.

Joan of Arc's distress was not unreasonable. Due to the way she descended, she could not transform into a spiritual body and had to eat and rest. Of course, a Servant will not starve to death like humans if they don't eat, but if they don't take in food, the girl's body will be exhausted due to hunger, and the situation will be very bad.

When Joan of Arc was at a loss, the hotel receptionist pointed out a clear way to this lovely girl.

How about going to church?

So, after Joan of Arc knocked on the door of the small church and made a request to stay for a few days, the nun readily agreed. Although you can only stay in the attic room, it is better than sleeping in the open air.

The nun called herself Alma Petolecia. Her behavior is really elegant. She was born and raised in this simple city, and she seems to have nothing but the blessing of God.

Alma, who was cooking the dishes, couldn't help but smile as she reminisced about the dinner with a happy face. Afterwards, Joan of Arc borrowed the bathroom to wash her dusty body from head to toe.

Late at night, while Alma was sleeping, she left the attic and came outside.

All the lights were extinguished, although this was a common phenomenon for the era when Joan of Arc lived; but according to the knowledge of the Holy Grail, Tulifas, who had the great invention of the 'light bulb', should not be shrouded in a 'deathlike' silence That's right.

However, there is the evil wind and the stench of corpses and magic floating here. There is no doubt that this city is carrying out the Holy Grail War.

Soak your right hand with the holy water from the church and then sprinkle it into the air. The water shimmered dimly and moved smoothly, beginning to paint a three-dimensional view of the city. This is one of the exploratory functions granted to the Adjudicator.

The result of the exploration—only one person on the red side in Tulifas was confirmed.

Well

She tilted her head in confusion and expanded the area of ​​exploration. The fortress of Myrenia, where seven are gathered, is black in color.

Are there still six people missing from the red side? In other words, the person on the red side is a detective?

I understand that Tulifas belongs entirely to the enemy's red camp and seems to be far away from this city. They are probably stationed in the nearby city of Sighisoara, right?

Strictly speaking, the Holy Grail War must be fought in a city. Therefore, the garrison in Sighisoara can be said to be against the rules.

However, the strategy adopted as the status quo is also unavoidable.

After all, Tulifas was the administrative seat of Yggdomirenia. Unlike Fuyuki, who maintained a certain degree of fairness due to the existence of the Gosan family, Tulifas was an absolute king who belonged only to Yggdomirenia.

No matter how hard they try to secure the Great Holy Grail. This is so unfair. I should be forgiven for being stationed in a city other than Tulifas.

Just as Joan was trying to convince herself, the seven people inside the Milenian Fortress moved out together, but not towards Tulifas, but towards the outside——

Towards the forest?

The exploration scope has been changed to move to the ideal forest that spreads east of Tulifas. Hong's reaction confirmed that the number was three, no... it was four!

A shiver like an electric shock came from her back, and Joan knew that this was the 'revelation' at work.

In other words, is the mysterious 'Shuoyue' also among the four red followers?

With some expectation and anxiety, Joan of Arc confirmed the distance between herself and the forest, moved her aching limbs, and ran towards the forest.

She worked all the way from morning to afternoon, only had dinner, and had very little rest time. At this moment, the holy girl did not know that her behavior of ignoring the human body's instincts would lead to a serious situation in the near future.

From now on, Zhengpaopao begins her Holy Grail War... (Dense fog)

Chapter 415 Bow and Spear, vs. Sword Judgment

Chapter 416 Bow and Spear, vs. Sword Judgment

The red one, Spartacus.

He was a Roman gladiator slave, but one day he escaped with seventy-eight companions. He was a hero who defeated a pursuing force of about 3,000 men and caused slave armed forces from all over the country to swarm into action. Although he was eventually betrayed by the pirates he had trusted for a long time and was cut into pieces by the Roman army, he had won consecutive battles before that. He was indeed always the hope for the weak slave.

Hate all autocrats and ignite fighting spirit against all strong men. To protect the weak, care for the weak, and heal the weak. And the most important thing is the berserker who fights for rebellion, that is.

By the way, what happened to your horse?

I'm here to obtain information. I can't give my own information to the other party instead, right? I won't use it this time.

Huh... It doesn't matter if it's you. So, should I use a sword or a gun?

For a third-rate hero, it takes a lot of effort just to use a weapon well, right? However, 'Hong' Zhi has no such concerns. He trusts the weapons in his hands more than the galloping chariot.

Of course it's a gun.

He, still chasing relentlessly, walking straight and slowly, there was no way he could be lost.

By the way, has Eldest Sister ever seen her Master?

My name is Atalanta, don't call me eldest sister, Achilles.

Emerald green, like the archer who is the embodiment of nature and wildness, he easily called out the name of red.