Chapter 104 Dreams, Stigmata and Puppet Master (800+ Additional Chapters per Subscription)

Chapter 104 Dream, Stigmata and Puppet Master (both ordered for 800 plus updates)

The sound of falling snow.

The forest was dyed white with frost, and the golden sunlight dotted the sea of ​​silver trees.

The young man is walking in an infinite white world, his short hair is like white snow, and the morning light has faded from his eyes.

Is he lamenting? Still resentful?

Did his roar dissipate in the sound of wind and snow?

God graciously gave him a second life, but ruthlessly turned the hourglass of his life upside down.

Then the quartz sand fell from the transparent bottle.

Unstoppable, inevitable, irreversible... ultimately in vain.

The snow is still falling and the wind is still blowing.

When a ray of sunshine swept across the young man's handsome face, but stayed there as if in awe, the young man's grinning mouth finally conveyed his emotions without reservation.

He is laughing.

Laughing at the superfluity of fate, laughing at the superfluity of suffering.

Now that he has been allowed to live, why should he take it upon himself to let him know the duration of his life?

Do you want him to be depressed, or do you want to appreciate his ugly struggle to survive?

ridiculous!

If you want to truly defeat me, then restrain my will, seal my soul, and bind my body—let this body end in ignorance and chaos!

As if mocking the stupidity of fate, the young man raised his right arm high, with a smile that was so bright that it was almost arrogant, and exhaled:

"Declare - I exist here!"

So thousands of miles away in the far east, on another continent separated by mountains and seas, the dark cauldron of desire descended upon him.

So in the world of ice and snow, the young man's right hand seemed to be about to pierce the sky, and the burning stigmata mark shone brightly.

I still exist, I'm still alive, I can still touch the world.

Living people are qualified to compete for everything, and existing people have the ability to obtain everything. The person who touches this world (me) will definitely announce his arrival with a grand ceremony!

Touching the new lines on the back of his hand, the young man closed his eyes and listened quietly to the pulse and throbbing conveyed from his soul.

That was the beginning of the war——

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I seemed to have had a strange dream.

Because she woke up too early, Miyu was unusually sleepy when she got up from the bed.

Regardless of her frizzy long hair, Miyu subconsciously shouted in a coquettish tone:

"Onii-chan, help me change..."

His tone stopped abruptly, and his eyes suddenly widened.

The face of the young man in the hazy dream suddenly became clear.

That's...brother!

The young man who has little life left and calls for the coming of the stigmata is her brother Shuo Yue!

"I heard that during the Holy Grail War, masters who made contracts with servants would occasionally glimpse the memories of heroic spirits in dreams." The artificial elf Shafiya said softly from the sapphire cane on the bedside table.

"But, I am the Servant." Miyu murmured, suddenly realizing something, "Safiya (Sapphire), did you also see that dream?"

"Well, Miyu-sama's brother is really courageous. Not everyone can cheer up after knowing that their lifespan is running out."

"Really..." Miyu hugged her knees. It was obvious that Shafiya was praising her brother, but she couldn't be happy.

Not only because she had completely confirmed Shuo Yue's plight of having a short lifespan, but also because in the dream, the young man with white hair and golden eyes had a somewhat strange look on his face.

Although she can't remember clearly, her brother shouldn't be so... flamboyant. In his heart, he should just want to protect a small family and the people around him.

Such a man will also challenge fate, but never in this manner.

Speaking of which, she felt from the very beginning that her brother's hair color and pupils were not like this...

With so many thoughts surging in her heart and unable to fall asleep, Miyu simply got out of bed, washed briefly, then walked towards the courtyard in her slippers.

If I guessed correctly, my brother should be doing morning exercises at this time.

In the open space of the courtyard, she saw the figure as she wished.

But he was not the only one in the courtyard. Besides Shuo Yue, there was also a magic image standing in front of him, seeming to be having a conversation.

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"boom!"

After a set of fierce spear moves, the training doll created using projection magic was unable to survive and was stabbed into pieces by the final straight thrust.

The force of the spear was released, turning into a strong wind that blew the lawn down. After a brief pause, the young man with white hair and golden eyes put away the gun and slowly exhaled the white air in his chest.

What he holds tightly in his hand is the real crimson magic gun - the 'Red Rose that Breaks the Demon'.

The Destiny Illustrated Book is still so magical. After the rewards were issued, Shuoyue Projection Diarmuid's double spears were as easy as the projection general Mo Xie. Although the "Unlimited Sword System" was not turned on, these two guns The magic gun cannot project infinitely, and it takes time to recover each time it is projected, but these two treasures without any weakening are enough for Shuo Yue to use.

However, after careful consideration during this morning's training, Shuo Yue finally chose to abandon the dual-gun strategy, and instead chose the longer Red Rose Spear to use as a separate weapon.

As the leader of the Fiona Knights, Diarmuid's accomplishments with a single spear are as good as those with a pair of spears. Compared to the agility and sophistication of a pair of spears, Shuo Yue prefers the thunderous power of a single spear, which is unparalleled. of arrogance.

Well, actually in "Fate/EXTELLA LINK", the master's striking feel is not as good as that of the big dog...

After using cleaning magic to simply clean it, Sakutsuki's expression moved, and suddenly received a communication from the servant.

Those were the Assassins sent by Sakutsuki to find someone from outside Fuyuki City.

"My Lord, Miss Aozaki Touko requests communication."

"Yes, tell her my set-up spell."

Holding a cup of hot tea, Sakutsuki sat on the stone table in the pavilion, with two guns behind him, waiting for the arrival of a puppeteer.

Accompanied by the magic halo emerging from the ground, a figure was depicted from another city and appeared in front of Sakutsuki.

This is a young woman who looks like she is in her mid-twenties, wearing a pair of glasses, with long red hair tied into a ponytail and hanging behind her head. A simple white shirt outlines the rare hot curves of oriental women, and also gives this woman a bit of urban white-collar atmosphere.

It is worth mentioning that she has orange nail polish on her hands, orange earrings, an orange necklace, and an orange coat. Shuoyue dares to bet that the mugs, handbags, furniture, etc. bought by this woman are definitely orange.

Is this a kind of revenge? Or has she really let it go?

Looking closely at the female magician whose hair has grown long again, Shuoyue's undisguised eyes naturally caused the other party's displeasure.

Taking off his glasses, the magician with a cold aura asked coldly.

"Shuoyue?"

"It's me." Facing the cold-hearted Aozaki Touko, Shuoyue responded with a calm smile.

From the timeline, the Fourth War was after the Night of the Magician and before the Realm of the Sky, which means that Aozaki Touko's hair had grown long at this time.