Magician in Type-Moon

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The man searched his entire body and found only one candy, but he still carefully peeled off the candy coating.

Wu Mi looked at the candy, assuming that the man would give it to her directly.

But to my surprise, the man used a knife to cut the candy in half and gave her only one half, the smaller one.

"What a stingy guy."

"I won't be able to help you anymore..."

Blood, blood vessels, and brain tissue were shattered by the explosion, some of which even splattered onto Kirei's face.

Despite winning, they felt no joy whatsoever.

After a moment of silence, Kirei began to clean up the mess.

His head was blown to pieces, rendering even psychic magic useless; it was truly ruthless.

He wiped the blood from his face, a strange emotion welling up inside him. He had won, yet felt no satisfaction.

It seems there was a woman before who was willing to do this for him, and shortly after giving birth, she committed suicide in front of him for some strange reason.

What is it for?

Kirei lowered his head, deep in thought, as if trying to find the answer to these endless questions.

Can't figure it out.

......

On another corner of the battlefield, the tracker on Hisayuu Maiya no longer showed any signs of life, and Kiritsugu Emiya shed tears for no reason.

He knew all along that he would eventually face this situation.

Kiritsugu only saved the girl's life; her heart died the moment she met him.

Although the girl survived the baptism of napalm and gunpowder, this good fortune left her feeling lost.

Kiritsugu was almost certain that the girl would die soon. He had already personally destroyed his biological and nurturing relatives, and if the girl were left with someone like him, she would eventually be sent to the underworld as well.

But you can never have too many tools. Even if he has to abandon her in the future, if it can save two or more people, that's exactly what Kiritsugu wants... Kiritsugu gave the girl a name and nationality, and also passed on his skills and knowledge to her.

This is the beginning of Hisayu Maiya, the beginning of a person whose future was already predetermined.

Therefore, he certainly doesn't feel lost or sad now—this is reasonable and a logical conclusion.

But why are his knees trembling? Why is his throat choked and he can't breathe?

But why are I crying?

Chapter 70 Remarks on the launch

It's been released, and I don't know what to say for a moment.

Or should I pretend to be pitiful?

His father was injured, his mother was ill, and his younger brother was studying. He had only been writing for a short time and was not yet proficient.

My brothers and sisters all depend on me; if business is bad, I have to return the goods.

His ex-wife was abusive and a gambler, and he had no income while raising his child alone.

From this point on, I embark on a path of no return. I ask for the readers' continued support.

I just want to make money to pay off my debts and then open a coffee shop.

Just kidding~

It took 40 days and 18 words to complete. Thank you all for your support along the way. There were only a few novels I wanted to read, and I did have a childhood dream of writing a book (though I've never been able to stick to it due to chronic laziness). Plus, after quitting my job, I wanted to find something to do, so this book came about. As a newbie, I have no experience with my first book, so thank you all for your continued support! Thank you!!!

The performance was only average among newcomers, and quite poor for a starting point; it was basically just getting by without any attendance.

But I really put my heart into writing this book. I researched a lot of materials for many of the Type-Moon settings and ideas, just in case there were any problems that would affect everyone's reading experience.

Perhaps some settings may have been written incorrectly due to my oversight. After all, this world is too complicated, and there's also a mushroom-headed demon-like being constantly changing the rules outside the world.

When it was posted directly, it was retrieved on the 14th day of the review process, which was the last day. I am very grateful to Penglai.

This book was originally planned to be in five volumes, so there's still a long way to go.

Actually, a comment from a fellow reader still comes to mind vividly: "It's clear the author has ideas, but his writing skills aren't enough to support him in continuing; he'll probably stop writing."

These words truly ripped open my skin and pierced my heart; he was absolutely right.

My current response is that I will work hard and do my research. The road ahead is long. Although I'm just a newcomer, I've poured my heart and soul into it, and it will be completed well no matter what, just like the contract with a Heroic Spirit—this is our contract. (It feels like there are suddenly hundreds more Masters!)

Some of you might be going to look up that comment now, but all I can say is that after much painful reflection and deliberation, I secretly got up in the middle of the night and deleted it.

Hehe ~

Then, I hope everyone can be more tolerant of the protagonist. Chi needs time to grow and needs various events to mature.

Updated:

There will be five chapters updated at 5 PM today, and then two chapters a day, which should be between 6 PM and 8 PM. This will continue until I find my next job (PS: I work in animation and film post-production).

As for the rules for extra chapters, due to the author's weak ability to repay debts, the requirements may be set quite high (PS: I can't write them, I really can't write them /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~).

I'll add an extra chapter when we reach 1000 monthly votes, and then I'll add more chapters depending on the follower count (only I can see this). As for donations and other things, we'll talk about that later.

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Thank you, friends! Thank you for your company! (Sounds like a closing speech~)

Next up is the much-anticipated launch and offering ceremony!

This is the fusion technique of our Fallen Team Nine:

Platinum God-like Appearance:

Projection Magician Starting with the Uchiha Clan

Mystery: Lucky Guy

The Dark World 1888

"We agreed to make easy money from fanfiction, so what's with 'Journey to the West: The Legend of Wukong'?"

Cultivating Skills Starting at Age Five

Starting a new life in Fairy Tail

Dragon Ball: I Can Fuse Genes

"Martial Arts Crossover: I, Duan Zhengchun, am everyone's father"

"China Entertainment Group 1997: The Beginning of Building a Film City"

Dragon Raja: Admiral Lu Mingfei, Return of the Pirate King

Reborn as the younger brother of a child martial arts star in the Chinese entertainment industry

"In Douluo Continent, I Start by Devouring Tang San's Martial Soul"

Mystery: So What If I'm a Witch?

Chapter 71 The King Descends from Heaven

Kiritsugu vigorously wiped his face, forcing himself to straighten up. He knew the battle was still ongoing, and he had to complete his mission; he couldn't allow himself to waver in the slightest.

He took a deep breath, gripped the sniper rifle tightly again, aimed the scope at the battlefield, and tried to erase the pain in his heart.

In the sniper scope, Tokiomi Tohsaka's figure was clearly visible. Dressed in a red suit and holding a jeweled magic wand, his leisurely figure exuded arrogance.

The target has been locked onto him.

But the time was not yet right; Gilgamesh in the heavens was still providing protection for his Master.

We have to wait a little longer!

The throne of the Hero King twisted wildly in the sky, dodging the barrage of cannon fire from Matou Pond.

Vimana dodged nimbly through the air, golden light tracing graceful arcs across the battlefield, as if toying with the incoming attacks. Gilgamesh stood at the bow of the ship, looking down at the battlefield, his eyes filled with contempt and disdain.

He is surrounded by countless dazzling Noble Phantasms, ready to confront any enemy who dares to challenge him.

Although Matou Ike and Berserker's combined attack was fierce, Gilgamesh saw it as nothing more than a clownish, poor performance.

"Is this all the power you have?" Gilgamesh sneered, and with a light wave of his Noble Phantasm, another golden light shot out, accurately striking Matou Ike's attack opportunity.

The fighter jet shook violently in the air. Matou Ike gritted his teeth, struggling to keep the aircraft from crashing. He knew that if this continued, they would soon be shot down.

"Berserker, provide support!" Matou Ike roared, and black mud quickly covered the fighter jet's fuselage, enhancing its defense, while launching a fierce counterattack.

Gilgamesh nonchalantly wielded his Noble Phantasm, deflecting each incoming attack. A cold light gleamed in his eyes, as if he were enjoying a tedious farce.

Tokiomi Tohsaka stood beneath the overpass, nervously watching the battle in the air. He knew that his life was entirely in Gilgamesh's hands, and he could only pray that the King of Heroes would defeat the enemy.

Rider, who had been dodging the attack, was also ready to join the aerial game.

Archer's attack covered the entire battlefield, threatening all the Heroic Spirits. Rider couldn't let him interfere with the still-unfinished revenge, so he decided to take action.

"We can't let him run rampant like this!" Rider whispered to himself.

Under his command, the four-legged bull roared, its wheels grinding through the air, and the chariot moved swiftly through the air, heading straight for Gilgamesh.

Iskandar stood on the chariot, the sword in his hand gleaming with a fierce light.

"King of Babylon, though this is not the time for us to fight, I will not allow you to easily disrupt the quest for revenge that I have witnessed!" Rider shouted, and his chariot charged toward Archer with the force of a thunderbolt.

Gilgamesh noticed Rider's movements, a cold smile playing on his lips. With a slight wave of his hand, countless Noble Phantasms reappeared, flying towards Rider in unison like a commanded army.

"Finally, someone has recognized my identity? But I didn't expect it to be just a bastard who dared to usurp the title of king!" Gilgamesh said coldly, madness flowing in his scarlet eyes.

Rider showed no fear as his chariot sped through the air, the four-legged bull roaring deafeningly as it violently rammed away some of the incoming Noble Phantasms.

Iskandar unleashed his full power, combining his strength with the speed of the divine bull, transforming it into a raging whirlwind of thunder.

"Come on! Let's settle this once and for all! Let me, the king, crush you into the mud beneath the earth!" Rider roared, his eyes burning with the passion of battle.

Meanwhile, Matou Ike and Berserker continued to pilot the Black Mud Fighter, fiercely suppressing Archer. Gilgamesh, while dealing with Rider's attacks, also wielded his Noble Phantasm to defend against Berserker's attacks.

In the sky, the three forces clashed and fought fiercely. Gilgamesh's oppressive aura enveloped the entire area, but the combined offensive of Rider and Berserker caused him considerable trouble.

"Interesting. Let me see how long you can last!" Gilgamesh sneered, wielding his Noble Phantasm even more swiftly, each strike carrying destructive power.