My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

Chapter 415 The battle surrounding the red Berserker

——That man is just a bunch of muscles.

No matter how you think about it, it can only be compared like this. Although he is a burly man with a height of over two meters, anyone who sees him will immediately be dazzled by his extraordinary muscles. Then if you look up to estimate his height, you will be even more desperate.

The countless scars engraved on the blue and white muscles make it easy for people to imagine that he is a person who has accumulated astonishing training and achievements. However, it was clear that none of those wounds had reached his insides.

If you use a knife to scratch a huge iron ball, the wound will certainly not be fatal. Yes, his muscles are like blocks of steel. A sharp blade may be able to cut his skin, and it may bleed a little, but that's about it.

The arms are like the carcass of a crocodile, and although the large chest muscles are naked, the whole body is still as strong as armor. The softly moving feet are as strong and powerful as the hind limbs of a mammoth.

Although the leather belt tightly restrained his entire body, including his face, the man showed no pain at all. In other words, he even had a happy smile on his face. That's all he was dressed for. The leather covering around the waist and between the crotch clearly has nothing to do with protecting the body.

But this is enough. His muscles couldn't be accommodated by the armor, or rather, they weren't needed at all. It was such an overwhelming dense mass.

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 flavor.

The man is the red servant—berserker.

"Stop now, berserker!"

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).

Berserker smiled, determined not to stop, and responded with a loud voice:

"Hahahaha, Archer. Forgive me for not obeying that order. I must go to that city and rush to the dictator!"

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

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

"Waiting is not in my dictionary."

Is that the end?

The 'red' Archer 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 Berserker rank is not just for show."

Hearing the sound falling from the sky, Archer 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.

The 'red' Rider...if Father Amakusa Shiro were to say it, he was a man who could rival the immortal hero Karna.

It is worth mentioning that the eras when Rider and Archer left legends are extremely close.

"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."

The 'red' Archer 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 for Archer, who has lived with wild beasts, sweet words mean nothing. His sweet words fell flat, and Rider scratched his head in embarrassment. Then, he coughed and returned to his original task.

"...In short, the mission we have been given is rear support, which is to do our best to support Berserker 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 the desire to fight. Rider 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.

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

Caster Avesbronn set up a seven-lamp candlestick, and what was reflected through the golem was a rough, dirty, half-naked giant man marching into the forest. It was an indescribable scene.

Even through the image, the 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 Caster's report, this servant is breaking through the forest day and night and rushing towards the city of Mirenia."

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 Servant planned to overthrow the enemy single-handedly, which 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 the Red Berserker. I'm afraid it's because his level of madness is too high. He's going berserk and craving for enemies."

As soon as Danik finished speaking, he saw the pale-skinned berserker slash out a sword and smash the familiar that 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 miss this opportunity. If everything goes well, we can make this Berserker our chess piece."

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

"Danik, 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."

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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 Sarmale (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."

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

As a Ruler, 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 reached 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, Servants are not like humans who will starve to death 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.

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

Late at night, while Alma was sleeping, Ruler 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 'deadly' 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.

Ruler soaked his right hand with holy water brought from the church and then sprinkled 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 privileges approved by the Ruler: the Servant's exploration function.

As a result of the exploration—only one red Servant in Tulifas was identified.

"……Well"

She tilted her head in confusion and expanded the area of ​​exploration. Milenia Fortress, where seven Servants gathered, the color is black.

"...There are still six people on the red side missing? Does that mean the Servant 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 Servants inside Milenia Castle were dispatched, 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. The red Servant'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)