My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

Brother, what's your name?

Sakusuki... no, just call me Shirou. At least here, you can call me that.

Oh...then, brother Sakutsuki Shirou, have you found the walnut bud?

Look there, are they walnut sprouts?

In the eyes of Shuo Yue, who possesses the unique skill [clairvoyance: C], the sprouts wrapped in the white snow are so clear.

Where? Wow, it's true! Brother Shirou is so awesome!

Haha, of course.

Amid laughter, Shuo Yue and Illya slowly walked through the forest. In front of them, the majestic outline of the Einzbern family's castle was looming.

This is the Winter City... The unfamiliar sigh caught Illya's attention, and her seven-year-old little mind finally turned around.

Could it be that Brother Shirou is not a member of Einzbern?

The wind and snow in the forest seemed to be falling harder. After a while, the young man's joyful laughter rang out:

Illya is really smart to react so quickly.

That's right, Illya is very smart! The little Loli sitting on Sakuyue's shoulders proudly crossed her hips and quickly asked curiously, I heard Kiritsugu say that the magic outside the castle Master can perform magic, but what about you, big brother? Can you throw fireballs? Or, like Kiritsugu said, can you put a lot of things into a cauldron and cook a potion that can turn you into a rabbit?

It seemed that she had not expected this situation. Illya hadn't realized the problem yet. Shuo Yue was stunned for a while before laughing out loud in relief:

Haha... Hahaha... Ilyasviel von Einzbern, really, maybe the entire Einzbern family should be grateful that you were the first person to contact me.

??? Little Loli tilted her head, her little head full of doubts.

However, Shuo Yue did not focus on her, but looked up at the snow-filled sky, as if saying to himself:

Illya, do you think the weather today is too bad?

As expected, Brother Shirou doesn't live here. It always snows here, but Kiritsugu said that the weather will get better tomorrow, right?

No need to wait until tomorrow.

Eh?

Illya was stunned, and the next moment, a cold and biting breath emerged from under her body.

It was the aura that Kiritsugu called magic that she was very familiar with, but even she had never seen such a huge surge of magic.

Take a good look, Illya. The gentle young man who was extremely kind to her narrowed his golden eyes, and the vast magic power surged out, turning into a gorgeous magic array that enveloped the entire forest.

That's one of the magic tricks I have.

The wind stopped.

Snow no longer falls.

The sky turned into a milky white color.

The sun shines down from the clear sky.

Wow... Illya looked at the new clear sky and exclaimed in disbelief.

There was only one thought echoing in her innocent mind.

In this case, Kiritsugu and I can look for walnut sprouts in the forest every day!

According to a later report from the German Meteorological Office, within a ten-mile radius centered somewhere in the Alps, the heavy snowy weather that was supposed to last until tomorrow suddenly returned to clear skies. In contrast, the weather in Lauter, several kilometers away, In the small town of Brunnen, heavy snow suddenly fell.

It was as if the gods stretched out their invisible hands and changed the weather in the two places.

Later, this report was accepted by the Magicians Association, the Clock Tower's affiliated office, and the Seal Designation Bureau. Coupled with the assistance of the Holy Church, this abnormal weather did not cause huge turmoil in the world.

Of course, these are things for later.

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Chapter 10 The Awakened Magician Killer

Men save lives equally. Likewise, he kills people without distinction between good and evil.

But when he found out, it was too late.

Valuing all life equally also means not loving anyone.

If he could take this iron rule to heart early on, there might be a way to obtain redemption.

If he had frozen his young mind earlier, let it die, and turned himself into a bloodless and tearless measuring machine, he might have been able to just coldly choose between the living and the dead for the rest of his life, without having to worry about it. .

But that man is not that kind of person.

The weather change that occurred over Einzbern was like a strong invitation, welcoming the evil guest Shuo Yue into the thousand-year-old winter city.

Surrounded by countless similar-looking artificial beings with weapons in hand, Shuo Yue was led to the chapel of Einzborn City - it was the most magnificent and also the darkest church in this ancient city frozen by wind and snow. place.

It is certainly not a place to praise God’s grace and soothe the soul. In the magician's castle, the so-called prayer place is where the magic formula is performed.

Therefore, the painted mosaic glass seen along the way is not a portrait of a saint, but the long history of the Einzbern family's pursuit of the Holy Grail.

Even among the original three, Einzbern spent the longest time on the Holy Grail.

But now, some of the magicians who once gathered together to pursue the third method have left the castle, and some have committed suicide. In the end, the only ones abandoned in this ice and snow are only the artificial humans created by the magicians.

Out of their purity as machines, these androids inherited the philosophy of the magicians who created them - recreation of the third magic - and continued the operation of the Einzbern Workshop. From then on, all the artificial humans created by Einzbern were based on Justeza—that is, the image of silver hair and red eyes.

Two hundred years ago, the artificial people finally gave up the way of independent exploration and began to cooperate with external families such as Tohsaka and Makiri (Matou).

But in the Holy Grail War that followed, the Einzberns never won because their master's combat prowess was slightly inferior. As a result, nine years ago, they were forced to decide to recruit brave and capable magicians from the outside world. division.

Speaking of which, Kiritsugu PaPa was the trump card prepared by the Einzberns, who had always been proud of their pure bloodline, and did not hesitate to change their beliefs for the second time.

Shuo Yue was walking on the corridor and inadvertently stopped her eyes on a relatively new stained glass window.

It depicts the Einzborn family's Winter Saint Rizlech Justeza and the two magicians accompanying her, stretching out their hands toward a cup in the sky. As long as you carefully observe the composition and balance of this painting, you can clearly see how much the Einzborn family looked down on the Tosaka family and the Moqiri family two hundred years ago. The fact that they now have to rely on their help makes the Einzborn family even more confused. What a shame for the Insborns.

The young man with white hair and golden eyes walked in the passage, which was too incompatible with the solemn atmosphere of the place, as if one of the two parties was destined to declare the end of destruction because of the other.

The old magician in charge of this winter city was already standing in front of the altar waiting for his arrival.

The old man's name was Jobstahet von Einzbern. Since he inherited the position of the eighth generation head of the family, he has taken the name Ahad. He extended his lifespan several times and lived for nearly two centuries, still ruling the Einzborn family even after the Holy Grail Quest turned into the Holy Grail War.

Facing the controller of this castle, Shuo Yue just glanced at him casually, and her eyes stayed on the man and woman beside him, and never left again.

The man was wearing a coat and had neat black hair. His figure was still as tall and thin as Emiya's memory. His eyes were dull, but if you looked carefully, you would find the burning flame of obsession.

The woman was wearing a platinum coat, her silver hair fell down softly, and her ruby-like eyes were warm. She looked like a snow princess walking out of a fairy tale, as beautiful as Shuo Yue saw through the screen.

Emiya Kiritsugu, Irisviel, the master and partner of the Einzbern family participating in the Holy Grail War this time.

At the same time, they are also...

Then, the magician who invaded the Einzbern territory and performed great magic in our Winter City, since you did not harm Illyasviel von Einzbern, I allow it. You tell me what you mean.

The old magician's arrogant words made Shuo Yue focus on him again.

Old Man Yahad stroked his long white beard, which was reminiscent of a frozen waterfall, and his intense gaze that showed no signs of aging was directed at Shuo Yue from his deep-set eye sockets. There was an invisible pressure on him that was almost paranoid, which was disgusting.

And Shuo Yue's disgusting feelings were firmly conveyed to Yahad's mind.

Eri. Almost at that moment, Emiya Kiritsugu's eyes changed slightly, and he calmly pulled his wife over to protect her behind him.

Only those who have experienced mountains of corpses, seas of blood, or the invasion of time can feel the invisible changes in the atmosphere. The young man with white hair and golden eyes just stood, making Kiritsugu and Ahadon feel that they were about to be suppressed. Broken down, to the point where the old magician's whole body could no longer stop trembling.

This is by no means showing how rough and violent Shuo Yue is, but once exposed to his cold golden eyes, she can't help but realize how fragile and powerless she is.

In front of Sakutsu who is not a heroic spirit, but looks like a heroic spirit, any human being would feel that his life is as powerless as a moth.

Then allow me to make a request, Einzbern. The young man stood at the door, with a stream of blue light condensing in his palm. I'm here because I want your Einzbern puppet technology, little one. The data of the Holy Grail, the holy relic of this Holy Grail War, a kawaii little loli...

After a pause, under Ahadion's disbelieving eyes, Shuo Yue made his final request:

And, the third method.

Kill him! As if his scales were touched, the white-haired old man gave the order without hesitation. With a heavy tap of his cane on the ground, an endless magic circle rose from the ground and surrounded the entire chapel.

As the door opened, countless androids armed with axes and guns poured in, killing Shuo Yue who was alone.

Come on, this man is very dangerous! As Einzbern's Magic Killer who did not hesitate to lower his body to welcome the castle, Emiya Kiritsugu chose to retreat first when faced with his specialty. He grabbed his wife's hand and backed away from the door.

But, Kiritsugu, I can also fight... Irisviel hesitated briefly as she did not want her husband to face danger alone.

And this hesitation caused her to lose her last chance.

! (Projection starts)

Swords, guns, swords and halberds, axes and axes, hooks and forks.

When the blade flew towards me, Irisviel only had time to push her husband away before she was swallowed up by the ruthless blade.

Eri! Emiya Kiritsugu's pupils narrowed.

There was no blood or shouting. Countless sword blades were glowing with cold iron light, and they were stuck in the ground like a small grave.

A piece of white cloth was lifted up by the air waves and disappeared into the dark chapel like melting snowflakes.

With his heart twitching and the familiar smell of rust echoing in his mouth, Emiya Kiritsugu's eyes were empty and he pulled out two submachine pistols from the inside of his clothes.

, inherent time control·three times speed)!

The cloak of being a good husband was torn off.

After seven years, the former magician killer once again found his unyielding target and began to hunt!

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Chapter 11 The Fall of Einzbern

The joyful smiles of others satisfy his soul; the sounds of others crying shock his spirit.

The desperate resentment of others made him furious, and the lonely tears of others always made him unable to help but reach out and wipe them away. While pursuing ideals that transcend human norms - he is too much like an ordinary person.

This contradiction has tortured men countless times.

Sometimes it's friendship, sometimes it's love.

Even when his beloved life was placed on a scale with countless other unfamiliar lives, he was never biased.

Even if he falls in love with someone, he will still treat that person's life as the same as the lives of others, cherish them equally, and abandon them equally.