Chapter 30 Sweet Dreams

Perhaps because of the reward obtained from Sakura, when Sakutsuki released imaginary magic, the chant was also related to her.

What is imaginary?

It is an existence that is possible but cannot be materialized.

In the HF line of "Fate/stay night", Sakura was transformed by Matou Zouken, and combined with the Holy Grail, she can manipulate the shadow made of black mud, and even materialize to the level of "Shadow Giant".

Although Sakutsuki does not have the power of the Black Holy Grail, the invisible and intangible deep consciousness, such as negative emotions, is also one of the energy sources of imaginary magic.

The endless unwillingness and struggling obsession of Shirou Emiya before his death still echo in Sakutsuki's memory.

The huge, invisible phantom was generated, like ink splashed on a canvas, flowing towards the golden color in the dark night.

"It's just a clown's trick!" The arrogant king gave an order, and the sixteen treasures around him rang together, piercing the body of the black shadow like bullets and exploding on the bridge.

When the light faded, the shadow followed like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and touched the place where Gilgamesh stood.

The imaginary shadow, an existence with unknown true identity, was like a mirage rising to the land. Usually, all attacks were useless, and one could only wait until the shadow disappeared. Gilgamesh in the HF line was swallowed by this little trick.

Even if the imaginary shadow of the New Moon did not have the dimensionality reduction attack of the Black Holy Grail, it was enough to deal with the attack of the King's Treasure.

"What...!" The surprised voice dissipated the moment it was issued. Gilgamesh withdrew and retreated quickly. Looking at the steel frame that was swallowed in an instant, he turned his head suddenly, and his ferocious eyes pierced the New Moon like a sharp sword. His handsome face was frozen because of the cold murderous intent.

For this king, whether he lost his composure because of a trivial trick or was forced to retreat in front of the clown's trick, it was unforgivable.

"You really want to die, you cultivator!"

Faced with the bone-chilling cold that would crush an ordinary person, Shuo Yue responded with a breeze-like smile, stroking his chest with his left hand, tiptoeing, and stretching his right hand exaggeratedly to the sky, gracefully and playfully bowing:

"Well, my performance tonight ends here, please enjoy a magician's 'little trick', the king."

The space was replaced, and the diamond-shaped door passed through the young man's figure and disappeared together.

The flames shot up to the sky in an instant, and then dissipated on the Fuyuki Bridge. The roar of the hero king echoed for a long time:

"Don't let me find you, magician!"

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Confirm the anchor point.

The replacement was successful.

The diamond-shaped door opened up and down, and the figure of the golden-eyed young man emerged from it, motionless like a sculpture.

After a long time, there was a long sigh of relief. Shuoyue fell directly on the bed as if his energy and spirit were drained. His chest rose and fell slightly, and he was obviously still in fear.

In the battle with the hero king Gilgamesh, it seemed that he had the upper hand. He escaped after a wave of taunts, but in fact, when the ancient king was completely angry, Shuoyue realized the difference between Angelica and Gilgamesh.

One was lifeless, just a thug of the Endsworth family, a killing machine, indifferent and dull.

One experienced the glory of the Age of Gods, bound the Bull of Heaven, seized the elixir of immortality, and was the king of a country.

The difference between the two was like heaven and earth.

The reason why Shuoyue turned around and left without hesitation was that all the imaginary magic had been tested, and he had to guard against the prying of some guys; on the other hand, it was actually because Gilgamesh's aura was too strong, which made him a little eager to fight.

And once he was provoked——

Before he drew out the Sword of Separation, Gilgamesh would be crippled if not dead.

Considering his remaining life and the careful plan afterwards, Sakutsuki chose to abandon the Shadow of Imaginary Numbers and withdraw.

As for whether the Shadow of Imaginary Numbers would harm Gilgamesh?

This kind of thing can only be YYed.

From the fact that Gilgamesh interfered with Sakutsuki's Shadow Border (Imaginary Submergence), it can be seen that he definitely has a treasure that restrains the imaginary attribute. The attack of the Shadow of Imaginary Numbers almost hurt Gilgamesh, but in fact it was more because the hero king made the old mistake of underestimating the enemy.

"As expected, as an opponent, Gilgamesh is much easier to deal with than the wise king." Sakutsuki sighed, turned over like a dried salted fish, put his arm on his forehead, and planned to take a nap.

Anyway, the imaginary magic experiment is over, and the masters of the Holy Grail War have not yet arrived. In the few days before the war starts, he should enjoy this last good time with Miyu and Sakura.

"Knock, knock, knock." The door was knocked carefully, and the girl's cautious voice came from outside the door.

"Onii-chan, are you asleep?"

Jumping up from the bed, Sakutsuki took a deep breath, a deep breath, a deep breath... Then pretending to be very calm, he opened the door.

The moonlight shone through the glass window and sprinkled on the corridor, and Miyu, wearing Matou Sakura's bear pajamas, added a bit of cuteness and naivety, stood in front of Sakutsuki with a slightly red cheek.

She didn't say anything, but Sakutsuki already understood something.

"I remember that you prefer to stay in the Japanese-style room, right? Are you not used to the room so you can't sleep?"

The Japanese-style room is a room unique to traditional Japanese houses. Walking barefoot on the stacked mats made of natural rush is like wandering in nature.

In the world line of "Fate kaleid liner", both the Sakutsuki family and the Emiya family are traditional Japanese buildings. For Miyu, this is her first time to experience such a grand and bright Chinese-style room.

"Yes... yes, the room is too big." As if she felt a little ashamed that she was still afraid to sleep alone, the girl lowered her head and rubbed her legs unconsciously, "When the lights are turned off at night... it's a bit scary."

In response, Sakutsuki couldn't help laughing softly. Before the girl ran away due to shame, he stretched out his arms and directly picked up the small moon. Amid the exclamation, the brother and his sister lay on the bed:

"Then sleep with me tonight, I will protect you."

"... Yeah." Miyu's cheek was pressed against the young man's chest, and a low response came after a while.

The familiar, reassuring breath once again gently wrapped her.

There are still many things to say and many questions to ask, but in the end, Miyu closed her eyes and fell into a hazy dream.

Beside her, the young man who used to have red hair but now has white hair leaned slightly against the bed, his golden eyes lowered, looking at the girl with tenderness and doting in his eyes.

As for the fact that servants can become spirits... he has ignored it.

As Shirou, as Sakutsuki, as a brother.

Have a good dream.