My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

Chapter 405 Shakespeare’s joining the gang, the burning sensation in the chest

There was a numb feeling on his back, and Amakusa knew that this was not only the fear of facing the gun, but also the sense of crisis that the plan was about to collapse.

Standing in front of them was a mysterious and powerful servant, a dangerous killer who almost killed Vlad III, and an envoy sent by the Magic Association.

Not to mention the question of whether he can be defeated, even if he is defeated, what should Amakusa do with Sakatsuki?

He didn't know where the Master who summoned Shuoyue was, and whether he was watching all this!

Amakusa was thinking about it, but his servant, the empress Semiramis, didn't have so many ideas. From the moment Shuoyue pointed the gun at her, Semiramis classified him as an enemy. went.

And since they are enemies, they must be killed.

The fingers gathered under the exquisite robe were fiddled with, and the poison that could kill the servants was mixed into the air and spread. Then she cleverly bypassed her master Amakusa and tilted towards Shuoyue...

"boom!"

The gunshot pierced the silence of the church, and the empress shuddered, showing an expression of disbelief.

In her field of vision, the purple mist that symbolized her poison was streaked by bullets. 'They', who should have been unaffected, were like poisonous snakes that had been hit seven inches. After a moment of convulsion, they suddenly collapsed!

"Click."

The sound of loading sounded again, and the brass bullet shell fell to the ground with a crisp bounce sound. The young man looked at the stunned master and slave, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.

At some point, his eyes had turned into a deep iridescent blue.

"Poison is useless to me, Your Majesty."

In front of the ‘Devil Eye of Direct Death’, even concepts can be killed.

Poison is of no use to this servant.

While Amakusa clearly understood this fact, he also realized that they had no way out.

Since his planning, he seems to have controlled almost all the followers on the red side, but at the moment he is so powerless.

Who else could he summon to help them expel Shuo Yue, except the only one he could trust, the empress Semiramis, whom he summoned personally?

The Shakespeare who wrote stories in his study all day long? Based on his strength, even if he copies a hundred copies, it will be a gift.

As for the outstanding Rider, Archer and Lancer...even if they were allowed to take action, once the room was destroyed in the fight, would they aim their weapons at Sakatsuki, or would they have controlled their master's Amakusa?

——There is no choice anymore.

At the same time as he realized this, Amakusa let out a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand to signal the empress to step back, while he took a step forward and looked at Sakuyue with those pure eyes.

"You must have already made up your mind about what exactly is happening in the room, Lord Shuo Yue."

"Of course, so you don't want to make a big fuss, right?" Shuo Yue turned his fist and said with a wicked smile, "I'm patiently waiting for your explanation, Amakusa?"

"...Then, please give me some time." The young priest took a deep breath, took off his usual disguise, and with the light of the spirit son lighting up, what appeared in front of Shuo Yue was that Symbolizing mercy, the savior saint who symbolizes mercy.

Wearing a hunting coat of red, white and black colors, and his long pale hair tied into a ponytail, when the young man became expressionless, he could capture the Shimabara, the saint of that year, in his expression.

After taking off the priest's black robe, this is Amakusa Shiro Tokisada, the young man who served as the leader in the Shimabara Rebellion, the uprising in the early Edo period.

"I……"

"Stop——!!!"

Amakusa, who had regained his original appearance, was about to speak when he was interrupted by Shuo Yue. The young man in black robe put away his guns and circled around the ancient-looking Amakusa, making "tsk tsk" sounds from time to time. .

Finally, before Amakusa showed a confused expression, Sakusuki stopped and clapped his hands.

"Yeah, yeah, it feels right."

"...how does it feel?"

"Hmm, don't you feel it, Empress?" Shuo Yue smiled at Semiramis, "Our priest exudes the feeling of 'Because such and such things happened, human beings are still obedient and obey me. It's such a troublesome self-satisfaction atmosphere like "Salvation"."

"...Pfft."

"Hey, Assassin, that's too much." Amakusa looked at the empress who turned her face away and snickered. She held her forehead in distress, then turned to look at Shuoyue, "Listening to your words, it seems that you have seen people like me before. ?”

"That's natural. People like you are regular participants in the Holy Grail War." Sakuyue pretended to be a veteran and patted Amakusa's shoulder affectionately, as if he wasn't the one who just issued the threat. "Oh! Yeah, to be honest, I just like people like you."

"What's the meaning?"

"It means you can bring me a lot of fun!"

The young man in black robe clapped his hands and said in a loud voice: "You are like a shit stirrer. You can always turn this dirty world upside down. Although the result is unknown, the process is exciting enough!"

"You actually described me as a shit-trouble..." Amakusa was shocked, but Shuo Yue's description was so damn appropriate that he couldn't find a reason to refute for a while, so he could only say dullly, "That is, Say, have you given up being my enemy?"

"certainly!"

Sakuyue was waiting for Amakusa to say this. He patted his chest and fully demonstrated the nature of a happy person: "You 'saints' all have this kind of urine. It is for this reason that I look forward to your next excellence." Performance, after all, out-of-control justice is much more exciting than ordinary evil!"

Laughing in anticipation, Sakuyue really gave up on investigating the problem in the room, but turned around and strode away from the sight of Amakusa and the Empress, leaving the master and slave alone to look at each other, and then sighed at the same time.

Although they have Shuo Yue's support, why do they always feel that something is not right...

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Shakespeare's study

"Hahahaha... This really surprises us. I didn't expect that you exist like this."

The flashy man in colorful clothes slapped the table and laughed regardless of his demeanor. Shuo Yue, who was wearing a black robe, leaned against the door frame and smiled back.

"That's natural. After all, I have the right to enjoy those beautiful things - before destruction comes."

"I see. In other words, the struggle of a hypocritical saint, the competition between countless wishes, and the intersection of the past, future and present are all dramas worth appreciating in your eyes!"

Shakespeare easily understood the implication of Shuo Yue's words, and his laughter became more and more excited: "My guess is indeed correct. You are my pen, my siblings, and are the perfect actors who can personally participate in this story and disrupt this drama on my behalf." !”

"Thank you very much, Your Excellency Shakespeare."

Facing the dancing Shakespeare, Shuo Yue responded with a reserved smile.

After ending the confrontation with Amakusa, Sakuyue took advantage of the time when the Empress's sky garden had not yet been built and the surveillance intensity was not high. He blocked her surveillance and came to Shakespeare's study alone.

Just as he thought in the church, now is the time to instigate this great writer into the blue camp.

The method is also very simple - just reveal yourself and the Blue Fang's plan in this Holy Grail War to Shakespeare.

Then the great writer will jump into the pit on his own like a rabbit seeing a carrot.

Sure enough, after Shuo Yue casually mentioned some plans, Shakespeare immediately fell into a state of excitement.

"Interesting... really interesting! Except for the black and red sides, the 'blue' camp, the former victor of the Holy Grail War, is a ruthless killer who has mastered mysterious magic!"

His beard trembled with Shakespeare's shouts. He walked back and forth in the study, his brain trembling with the burst of inspiration. Suddenly, he suddenly stopped walking, and his piercing eyes stared straight at Shuo Yue.

"I agreed - I agreed to be your member! Just let me sit in the special seats and enjoy the opening of this grand drama!"

The moment Shakespeare announced his joining, Shuo Yue's chest suddenly felt hot, and he felt a connection with him somewhere.

"This is……"