My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

"Huh...huh..."

The Adjudicator, who crossed hundreds of kilometers with perseverance and ran here on only two legs, passed through the forest where the red Berserker invaded the castle and started a fierce battle, and found that the center of the battlefield was in front of him.

The cyborgs, golems and dragon tooth soldiers collided with each other and started a miserable fight. Magic exploded everywhere like cannonballs, and the battles between the followers turned the surrounding area into a desolate place, creating phenomena like sunset, thunder, and even storms in the early morning darkness.

No longer looking at the miserable battlefield, Joan of Arc looked up at the red side's aerial fortress. Although there are as many Holy Grail Wars in this world as stars, such things are too abnormal, and even the Age of Gods would be unable to reproduce such a magnificent scene.

"Ziege, I am going to cross this battlefield now to meet 'someone' on the other side."

"Why?"

Standing next to the saint was a thin man with silver hair and red eyes. It was precisely because he bumped into her on the way here that Jeanne arrived late.

"There is 'someone' on this battlefield that I must see, but I don't know who that person is. Maybe it's a Servant or a Master, or something other than the two. But, I must see that person. people."

Although Sieg was puzzled, what Joan said was incredibly convincing. She was not full of confidence, but there was a little uneasiness in her voice. This is obviously the case, but it can make people feel a strong will that will never stop.

That’s it—the android understands. It was not during her lifetime that she won the admiration of her soldiers by speaking powerful words with a strong will.

What she said did not contain the element of coercing others. Those are just words to convey the will of "I want to go".

"If this is your will, there is nothing you can do about it."

After saying that, Sieg turned his gaze to somewhere on the distant battlefield as if he had a telepathic connection, and he could no longer look away.

"It seems that you have found something to do." Jeanne smiled slightly, but there was a little sadness hidden in her eyebrows.

How long can the helpless androids persist in this unprecedented war?

If Sieg had not obtained the Command Seal, she would still have a reason to protect her. As long as she told him the name of the judge, ordinary servants would not make things difficult for Sieg... But now, the Master named 'Sigur' Having signed a contract with Black Rider, she is inevitably on the battlefield.

As a Ruler, all Joan of Arc can do is bless this ill-fated man:

"May the Lord protect you."

"Thank you." Zig smiled lightly. She greeted the saint who helped her a lot, then turned around and left without looking back. Jeanne stopped for a long time, then turned around and ran in a different direction from Sieg.

The holy flag was flying, and accompanied by a sharp roar that split the battlefield, Joan of Arc sped towards her destination.

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Amakusa's movements suddenly stopped. He clicked his tongue and jumped back with a serious expression.

"Caster, we have to retreat. It seems that her 'revelation' came faster than expected. Maybe she really heard some sounds."

Frankenstein, who was trapped in a bitter battle, felt baffled by the sudden distance between his enemies and decided to temporarily observe the situation, while the two people on the opposite side also communicated as if nothing had happened.

"In order to carry out fair and impartial judgments, I heard that most of the people chosen as judges are saints. Does she belong to that category?" Shakespeare shrugged with an ironic attitude. As a writer, he was destined to use Look at every profession with a critical eye.

"It seems like this... This is a critical moment, Caster. If she impeaches me, the situation will become very chaotic. No, in your words, it will become very boring."

"Forcibly extending a part that has no climax is a characteristic of stupidity. In this case, let's stop writing the story of the Master on the battlefield."

"Well, let's retreat - it doesn't matter. On the other hand, we just need to get through this level. It will soon develop into a situation where even the Ruler can't do anything. Moreover, it seems that my decision is correct. Because I still take the slightest step. Avoiding 'death'."

Amakusa shook her hands, as if erecting a wall, and inserted the black key into the ground in front of Ken-niang, then turned her back to her and left the battlefield with all her strength.

"Master, the Ruler guy is charging straight in your direction, hurry up! There is no way to stop it with just the Dragon Fang Soldiers!"

"I see!"

There was a hint of anxiety in his heart, and Amakusa used his legs to further increase his speed. In that dark forest where there were no lights and even the moonlight was almost impenetrable, his speed could only be described as abnormal - it was far more than sixty kilometers per hour, definitely not a speed that humans could control.

However, there was a person chasing after him. When Amakusa turned around and saw that person, his eyes widened slightly.

"You are so persistent in pursuing me..."

As he spoke, four black keys flew out, dragging the spiritual flames towards Frankenstein.

"Ugh!?"

Caught off guard, Ken Niang made a throbbing sound, but even though the four black keys hit her, she remained unmoved and even accelerated her pace, just because it didn't take long for the handle of the knife to slip off her body. , and the wound healed in an instant.

Ordinary numerical damage is ineffective against the monster Frankenstein. As long as there is still magic in the air and the core is not shaken, she can continue to operate - this is what she was created as 'Eve' Come out, the function of the second type of perpetual motion machine.

"……It surprised me that."

Looking back at this scene, Amakusa didn't know whether to sigh or feel helpless. It would be understandable if she knocked down the Black Key, but it would be best if she stopped. However, she didn't change her speed at all after being hit directly by the black key!

"It's called Dr. Frankenstein, her creator. How on earth can you design such a monster?"

Amakusa couldn't help but smile bitterly at Shakespeare's words, and at the same time, he suddenly came up with a vicious idea.

"Caster, please materialize. Now I need your 'theater'."

"Oh, that's it, that's it! Then let him whom you love and hate meet you!" A person's life is just a shadow wandering around, just a poor actor. That's when it's his turn to appear. , just shouting a few times on the stage!'"

Like the devil in "Faust", a man in flashy robes just appeared. He saluted exaggeratedly and flipped the pages of the book in his hand.

"The moment of the show has arrived, and there should be thunderous applause (First Folio)!"

After releasing the Noble Phantasm so neatly, the figure of Red Caster disappeared in an instant, and Frankenstein, who was galloping in the forest, the girl dressed in white and married - met that person there.

"Stop it."

"Ugh...!?"

It was an incredible miracle. The man who could not appear here was speaking to himself with a gentle expression that was not his style. When he was alive, he had never shown such a smile to himself.

Frankenstein, who was still accelerating despite being attacked, stopped now. She had always been reluctant to show her emotions, but now she opened her mouth out of disbelief.

The man who appeared in front of her, wearing a white shirt and a black vest, was the one who created her: Dr. Frankenstein.

He is the man who created himself, his father, and the object of his hatred——

Why? what on earth is it? !

Kenniang wasn't surprised that he was here. What really shocked her was the gentle smile on the doctor's face.

From the moment he first opened his eyes, the twisted expression of disgust hung on his father's face. I thought he would bless me, but all that came out of his mouth were insulting words.

That happened on a quiet night in November——

"Failed, failed, failed, failed, failed!"

"How could this happen? This guy is just a useless wooden doll!"

"There is no emotion! Is it because the wire is not connected!? The tear ducts are not working. If this is the case, let alone the perfect girl Eve, she is not even a human being!"

——Well, it seems that I am a failure.

The reason why I feel sad is not because I am judged as a failure, but because I feel so pitiful for my father who is grabbing his hair semi-crazy.

"I'm sorry, Father. I'm sorry, I'm a failure. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I will change it. I will make it right. So please don't be angry. Don't be angry, don't be angry, don't be angry -"

I obviously want to cry, but I don't know why I can't cry. It seems that even the function of shedding tears is not functioning properly. Every time he tried to comfort him who drank to drown his sorrows, he was always pushed away, beaten, and kicked away by him.

I don't feel any pain. But every time he was beaten... his heart would feel like it was being strangled tightly, but Frankenstein didn't know why.

Seeing her father who was still filled with regret even after a few days, the girl felt pity for him. She secretly thought about what she should do, what should she do to comfort her father? So, she made up her mind and walked outside the house.

There are all kinds of things there.

Green trees, clear and transparent pools, and dazzling sun. Maybe if you give these things to your father, he will be very happy. Just as she was thinking this, a wild dog suddenly attacked her, probably reacting to the rancid smell coming from her clothes.

When she saw the dog bite her arm, she immediately broke the dog's neck. In an instant, she received revelation.

"It's so beautiful. It's really beautiful. It symbolizes life and vitality. Because I don't have such a thing, it must be very beautiful——"

She then tore open the dog's belly and discovered even more brightly colored internal organs. This was something she didn't have, so she thought it must be very beautiful. Finally, she decided to take this thing as a gift to her father. The peach-colored entrails are beautiful, and so is the bright red blood. She didn't feel anything ugly or dirty at all. As for the smell of blood, she didn't feel any discomfort at all.

...The moment she showed it to her father, her relationship with him had a decisive break. Dr. Frankenstein abandoned everything and started running away just to avoid his own creation, because she was not only a failure, And he is an ugly, inhuman monster - this fact has been revealed for sure.

A living being that thinks blood is beautiful and is intoxicated by the sight of internal organs—that is what is called a monster.

"No, it's not like that. It's true. I'm normal. I just want to make my father happy."

But her father never smiled at her until the very end, he just kept running away in fear. Finally, her father left an absolute curse on her.

"You're a monster! A crazy monster!"

...So, she tried her best to stay normal, determined to stay rational, determined to understand the common sense of the world, and also determined to get a partner.

Why? Because normal people have their own families. Now that he has been rejected by his father, he needs a family no matter what. However, that is not something you can get if you want it, nor is it something you can snatch back. So, she decided to visit her father.

"Please give me someone who is willing to love me, please give me someone who is willing to look at me. If you say that I am the perfect girl Eve, you should be obliged to create Adam as the original human being-"

The father refused her request, and the girl went mad with rage and grief. The anger comes from his father's betrayal. Sadness - because she has realized that she can only live alone until she dies.

She just wants to be loved, she just wants to love others, she just wants to know what love is.

...No, if even this wish cannot be realized, then at least I hope he hates me.

Hate me, this is my only connection with this world and you.

She begins the chase, becoming impatient with her father as he flees and kills his family. Even so, his father was still running away. His heart was broken, and even the thought of revenge against the murderer who killed his beloved would not arise in his chest.

"Why don't you hate me? Why don't you look at me?"

On the Antarctic ice sheet, the desperate girl finally caught her father and threw herself into the fire with him. Thus, the story of Frankenstein ends. In the end, all that was left was the legend of the "ugly monster".

Now, the father who betrayed the girl was right in front of him, and he was looking at the girl with a gentle expression. This was the moment she had always dreamed of.

"-Yes, that's good. Don't fight anymore, because I didn't create you for this purpose."

"Wu, ah..."

The Doctor held out his hand to his head - it seemed he was about to do what parents often do to their children. That means stroking your own head. That was exactly what I had always longed for.

I really want to be loved and love from others.

I also want to fall in love with others.

This wish will soon come true.

However, because of this——

Zhila!

The sharp blade flashed past, and the doctor's smiling face froze, and his appearance disappeared like a phantom. Amidst the flying wood chips, the remains of the two puppets fell to the ground, completely silent.

"Cowards who run away from their own creations and sins and are worse than the villains who sacrificed their children should not come here to disgrace themselves."

The young man threw away the sharp blade in his hand in disgust, opened his palm, and covered the head of the rushing berserker. He exerted force and slammed the girl holding the warhammer into the ground!

Boom!

In the dust, the young man's calm voice continued to sound: "Of course, even if I don't take action, you will hammer him into pieces, right?"

"Black's Berserker, Frankenstein"

"Goooo..."

The girl groaned in pain, her black robe was blown open by the wind, and the image of the assassin was finally reflected in her blurred vision——

Her white hair is flying, her temperament is sharp, and her iridescent blue pupils seem to be able to kill anything.

There were still traces of the battlefield on Shuo Yue's body, but for some reason, he always held a white flower in his left hand. Even if he held her head with one hand, the young man still squatted down and gently placed the flower in front of her.

"We meet for the second time, Frankenstein."

"You're going to die here," he said.

There is no doubt that although it is a little embarrassing, the update has been restored, and the work and rest will take time to slowly adjust back.