My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

Chapter 446 Yue Ji, Apocrypha and Fantasy

The memory was transmitted to the other end of time and space, but there was no reply to the body. The assassin was not too disappointed about this. He just walked on his own, walking on the medieval streets at dusk.

If he had come in person, he would have enjoyed the loneliness of being in a foreign land. Unfortunately, Shuo Yue was an assassin, so this time would have been a meaningless waste.

However, before he knew it, the young man found himself back at the coffee shop on the corner of the street, where he met Mordred, Lion Zed and the others.

The tourists had already left, and in the empty hall, Shuo Yue noticed a pure white grand piano.

After thinking for a moment, he stepped forward.

"Shopkeeper, can you lend me this piano?"

"But the shop is closing..." Looking at the emotionless golden eyes, the shop owner opened his mouth and finally nodded, "Okay, but it must end before sunset."

"Okay." Shuo Yue said nothing.

He asked to play just to occupy his spare time. When night fell, the fingers that struck the keys should hold weapons.

Without any embarrassment, the young man came to sit down in front of the grand piano, gently touched the piano, and pressed the black and white whole-tone and half-tone keys.

So in the pale dusk, the sound of the piano turned into moonlight, and ripples appeared on the quiet lake, reflecting the thousand-year-old city full of white flowers.

All the moon chefs know that in the thousand-year city of Brunstadry, the pure white princess sleeps.

And how many people know that the connection point between Millennium City and reality is located in Romania, which is worthy of its name as the birthplace of vampires. And as the stronghold of the Thousand World Tree clan, the 'Mirenia Fortress' has the vampire Dracula at the moment. , that is, Vlad III guarded it.

It's a pity that in the timeline of the Holy Grail War, humanity has flourished, and elves such as the Dead Apostle True Ancestor have escaped into the world, so he has no chance to see the White Princess.

In this way, I commemorated the sleeping Yue Ji. At the end of the song, Shuo Yue's movements changed and became enthusiastic and high-spirited.

The golden war and the iron horse are broken, but the silver bottle is broken.

The iron cavalry conquers the sky, and the spear is like thunder.

Anyone can hear the grandeur and excitement of the song, where dreams are colliding, shattering, sublimating, and leading to transformation in despair.

It is called "Fate/Apocrypha". Even without the chords of Cimbalom (also known as European dulcimer, Hungarian instrument), the tension presented by the young solo is shocking enough.

The epic song came to an end. Shuo Yue, who had been enjoying it with her eyes closed, released the keys, stood up, and unexpectedly heard the warm applause from around her.

Turning around, I saw that the cafe was crowded with people at some point. They must be tourists who didn't know the current situation in Romania. They looked at the handsome and upright pianist, and their enthusiastic cheers dispersed the gradually spreading night.

The sound of the piano mixed with the third method has an unimaginable emotional appeal. It is natural for ordinary people to be 'charmed'.

But Shuo Yue obviously didn't pay attention to these onlookers. He glanced at the enthusiastic faces, and finally stopped because of a pair of amethyst-like eyes.

Compound Magic·Tune.

As a functional magic created by Sakuyue based on his personal talent, even if it lacks lethality when the magic power is scarce, it is still easy to use sound waves to track down enemies.

With the spread of sound waves containing magic power, Shuoyue had already identified all the servants and magicians in Sighisoara while playing.

Not to mention the miscellaneous magicians stationed at the Clock Tower, the red side only sent Mordred and Lion Zed... Oh, and he also added himself. After all, the black team is fighting at home, and it is bound to win the red team's followers. Not only Lingxia and Artoria on the surface, but also a group of masters and servants, and a magician arrived here.

These were all expected by Shuo Yue, but this girl in front of him was something he had never expected.

Looking at Joan of Arc who had taken off her armor and was wearing a school uniform, as if she had just come home from school, Shuo Yue did not ask "Why are you here" or anything like that, but with a faint smile, she talked about a certain poet. Famous quotes.

"What can I do to keep you?"

"I will give you desolate streets, a despairing sunset, and a moon in the wilderness."

"I give you the sorrow of a person who has been looking at the lonely moon for a long time."

While reciting poems, the young man walked towards the girl. Amidst the cheers of the enthusiastic Romanian tourists, the crowd made way for Shuo Yue to stand in front of Joan of Arc, stretched out his hand, and spoke in pure French:

"Je souhaite passer du temps avec vous. Voulez-vous marcher avec moi?"

It was a date invitation unique to France. Facing Shuo Yue's invitation, Joan showed a sincere and slightly shy smile and held his hand.

"Avec plaisir. (I'm very happy)"

Seeing the shyness on Jeanne's face, the smile on Shuo Yue's lips became brighter and brighter.

I don't know why, but only when he was with Joan of Arc, the assassin allowed this time-wasting lifestyle.

After all, this is also deepening the relationship with the judge, isn't it?

Saying goodbye to the tourists who were not too big to watch the excitement, Joan of Arc and Shuo Yue took advantage of the last moment to stroll on the streets of Sighisoara. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, their hands did not let go after holding them. open.

"Shuoyue, some people say that your piano skills surpass their professors."

"Excuse me. It's just due to magic. But, the saint seems surprised that I can play the piano?"

"Well, after all, heroes including me are all promoted to the throne of Heroes because of fighting, right? If they are Heroic Spirits who are recognized in the field of art, they will not be as good as you.

"Really..." Shuo Yue recalled Mozart and Salieri from the Lostbelt, "Well, it's true, but the power of music is much stronger than you think. It is an art that cannot be destroyed by swords."

After Joan of Arc said this, Shuoyue remembered "Dies irae", that is, Salieri represented the will of the side of pan-human history and rejected the playing of Ivan the Terrible, the guardian of the Lost Belt. , it would not be an exaggeration to say that it is a war hymn from the side of pan-human history that officially launches a counterattack against the Lostbelt.

It's just that this song requires four hands to play... Thinking of this, Shuo Yue glanced sideways at Joan of Arc, and then looked away.

This French country girl doesn't look like she can learn the piano either.

"I always feel that you are thinking about something very rude, Shuo Yue-kun." Jeanne d'Arc, who has an A-level 'revelation', said quietly.

"Oh, how could it be?"

During the conversation, they suddenly heard the sound of the piano again. It was a very gentle melody. Although it was not sad, it had a hint of hesitation. Although it was unhappy, it made people feel reassured.

At this point in time, in this situation, besides Shuo Yue, who else will play a dreamy movement before night falls?

The two looked at each other and quickly walked towards the source of the sound. It was a small house with dust on the door. It seemed that no one had lived in it for a long time.

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But in the dim candlelight, there was a girl in a platinum uniform sitting in the room, tapping the aging keys softly, and the silver-haired girl lay beside her, listening quietly.

"It's a very gentle song, Mom."

"This is called Fantasy. It's the seventh song of Childhood Scenes."

The music played by Shuo Yue spread throughout Sighisoara, and the short melody made little Jack full of interest. As Lingxia's mother who doted on her the most, she naturally took her to find another piano room and played the piano for her. listen.

This was a quite heartwarming night conversation between mother and daughter—if you ignored the command spell on the back of the woman's hand.

"Black's Master?"

Under the cover of the blank class card and the unknowable nature of the blue party, Joan of Arc did not see through Little Jack's real name, but even so, she still revealed the identity of the Sixth Director Lingxia.

What really surprised her was that there were no servants following her around this Master!

Are the talented people brave, or...

On the other side, the disturbed Sixth Director Lingxia paused slightly, while Little Jack opened his eyes dissatisfied and glared at the uninvited guest with a murderous intent. After seeing Shuo Yue, he first showed a surprised smile, but then She looked at the sixth director Lingxia, snorted lightly and ignored him.

Little Jack didn't understand what happened, but since Lingxia's mother was unhappy, it must be Shuoyue's mother's fault, right?

Thinking like this, little Jack secretly looked at the young man with a normal expression, and then noticed the girl beside him.

That familiar appearance, that similar temperament, and the intimacy with Shuo Yue’s mother...

Little Jack was lost in thought.

Little Jack's eyes lit up.

Little Jack opened his mouth and let out a cheer.

"Yay, another mom!"

"Mom?!" Jeanne noticed little Jack's gaze and pointed at herself in disbelief, "Me?"

"Yeah." Little Jack jumped off the piano bench, walked around Joan of Arc, sniffing like a kitten, and finally came to a serious conclusion, "That's mom!"

Blonde hair, serious temperament (cute), beautiful face, and Shuo Yue's behavior is intimate.

All the elements are complete, it’s mom’s fault!

"Eh?! But, but, that..."

Joan of Arc was caught off guard by little Jack. You must know that she was only nineteen years old before she was burned on the stake. Not to mention getting married and having children, she had never even been in love.

But now, such a cute little girl actually calls her mother? !

And in front of Shuo Yue...

Thinking like this, Joan noticed that the young man stepped forward, picked up the cute little Jack, and chuckled: "She is not as easy to talk to as Artoria's mother. If you want to accept her as your mother, Do you want to work harder?"

"You, do you know each other?" Joan of Arc stammered, while Shuo Yue ignored the saint, instead cuddling with little Jack, smiling evilly and saying:

"Just like you did with Artoria's mother, go ahead little Jack and use charm attack on her!"

"Well, is that so?" It was obviously a joke, but little Jack really believed it. She jumped off Shuo Yue's mother's arms, trotted to Joan of Arc, raised her head, and looked at her with her big, pure eyes. He looked at the holy girl with a twinkling look.

"Mother."

"..." Jeanne was silent.

"Mom?" Little Jack pulled the corner of her clothes, pitifully.

Jeanne hardened her heart and looked away.

"Mom..." Little Jack pursed his lips, his ice-blue eyes sparkling with tears, as lovable as an abandoned child.

Not only her, Lingxia's half-smiling gaze, and Shuoyue's neutral eyes all fell on Jeanne.

She is so cute, can you bear it?

"I..." Joan of Arc opened her mouth, and finally sighed in resignation, squatting down, "I'm here."

"Mom!" Little Jack's eyes lit up, and he immediately hugged Joan of Arc, pressing her cheek affectionately, giggling.

Joan of Arc, who had become a single mother without any help, responded with a helpless smile.

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When Joan of Arc was 'forced into prostitution', Artoria, who had a similar face to her, also encountered a crisis.

And it’s still big! Danger! machine!

Gululu...

I don’t know how many times this stupid king heard a protest from his empty stomach.

"Be quiet." Artoria frowned and tried to activate the 'King's Majesty', but her stomach did not listen to her words and still screamed honestly.

She was so angry that she ran away a long time ago, so naturally she couldn't eat dinner. As a servant, Artoria didn't have any currency to buy food.

"Then, that..." The stall owner of the food stall looked at this strange man wearing a little lion mask and staying here for a long time with fear.

If he hadn't known that his goods were of little value, the stall owner would have let out a loud voice and shook people, but even so, being watched by this masked weirdo all the time was scary enough.

"If you don't mind, I can treat you to a bowl..."

"No." Arturia pursed her lips and rejected the stall owner's kindness. "Although an empty stomach is the enemy, I cannot accept charity out of fear."

What's more, if I eat freely, I will probably make this kind person poor...

Artoria regretted for the N+1 time why she didn't throw Shuo Yueqing away after finishing the meal.

But her speech aroused the interest of a certain group of passers-by.

"Hmm, such a familiar rhetoric, let me take a look...Wow, I didn't expect that there are such weirdos in this era."

The girl with messy blond hair tied up in a short shirt and hot pants was carrying a paper bag of snacks. She looked at the figure wearing a little lion mask and couldn't help but poke the lion Jie Jieli beside her with laughter.

"Hey, look, Master, a strange guy wearing a lion mask! Hahaha... I'm laughing so hard."

"Shh, be quiet, it's impolite." Realizing that Du Mao was wearing a mask, Shi Shi Jie patted Xiao Mo and signaled her to apologize.

"Huh? What is politeness? All I need is a sword and food!" Xiao Mo replied matter-of-factly, but for some reason, she looked at the strange masked man and suddenly poked the master.

"I say, since you're so kind, let's treat this weirdo to dinner!"

"……ha?"

Not only was Shishi Jie stunned, but Arturia also tilted her head, not understanding what kind of madness this child had.

Therefore, by this kind of coincidence, Artoria successfully came into contact with the target Mordred before nightfall——

At the expense of the lion's wallet being drained.

I want to spend some time with you. Do you want to take a walk with me?

French meaning above.