Card Servant of the Moon

The Card Servant of the Model Moon Author: Gu Gu Gu Gu Gu Gu Gu

【brief introduction】

Death is not the end. When he entered the darkness, a ray of light shone, pulling his soul to the unknown world.

"You are? King Arthur?!" Emiya Kiritsugu looked at the maid with black and white hair in disbelief, and was very shocked, because King Arthur couldn't be a girl!

"so cute!"

Irisviel was surprised by the other party's appearance.

"King Arthur? Me? I'm not King Arthur." The young man with black and white hair slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

Prologue

In a dark room......

A young man with black and white hair and a very beautiful appearance is not wearing any clothes, as if he was just born in this world, so pure.

'I?Why are you sitting here? '

As if there was something waiting for him to do, he sat on the bed, staring blankly into the distance.

'Why am I here? '

As if he found himself in a strange situation, he left the bed and came to the ground. Although he said he was stepping on the ground, he didn't seem to have stepped on anything.

But now is not the time to care about these things. The boy with black and white hair felt that he had some particularly important mission to do by himself, so he walked towards the door.

It was a very plain wooden door, and the boy opened it without any hesitation.

Outside the door is not as the boy remembered, there are all kinds of things, but the outside is pitch black, like the abyss of hell, people can't help but feel fear and despair.

But the young man didn't feel the fear, his eyes were still so dull, he didn't understand why he was here, and he didn't know why he opened the door, his body moved instinctively, he seemed to hear someone calling Himself, his body moved subconsciously.

He wanted to leave here and find the voice calling him.

"You can't leave here."

Just as the boy was about to leave the room, a strange female voice appeared in the room, and a red-eyed girl in a kimono looked at the boy quietly.

She suddenly appeared in the room like a ghost, obviously she hadn't existed just now.

"who are you?"

The boy looked at the girl in kimono with eyes like blood in front of him with some doubts.

For some reason, the boy felt that the red-eyed girl was quite familiar, as if he had met him before, but the voice outside the door became more and more intense, which made him forget about the familiarity and prepare to walk out the door.

"You... are dead, I just came here to take you away."

The girl in kimono looked at the boy calmly, and said very ruthless words. She slowly stretched out a hand with a Buddhist bead, as if intending to grab the boy.

At this moment, a dull bell rang and the kimono girl stopped moving!

Perhaps feeling threatened, the kimono girl turned her head and looked in a certain direction. The kimono on her body seemed to come alive, and countless gorgeous flowers appeared like a million-flower mirror, blocking the blue flames ejected from the ground.

Someone is preventing her from taking the boy.

"…………"

A gloomy blue flame rose from the shadows, and the dull bell rang again in the darkness.

A green light was like the sun, illuminating the entire room, as if guiding someone out of this place.

The sound of horseshoes sounded, and it seemed that something was slowly approaching.

"Could it be possible?!" The girl in kimono seemed to understand something, and stretched out her hand with the Buddhist beads towards the boy, intending to forcefully grab him and leave this junction between life and death.

Because she could feel that the young man in front of her seemed to be the person she had been looking for...or in other words, the soul that a certain important person in hell needed.

At this time, the boy did not leave the room, but his body exuded a golden light. He looked at his dissipated body, and a confusion flashed in his eyes. He... what happened?

After a while, the boy with black and white hair disappeared into the room. The girl in kimono didn't know where he went, and a trace of confusion flashed in her red pupils without any emotional fluctuations.

The three who were secretly preparing to approach also seemed to realize that the other party was not here at this moment, and slowly retreated towards the rear, leaving here temporarily.

"Xiao Ai, Xiao Ai!! Wake up!! Stop sleeping!!"

In a certain hospital, a young man with green hair was lying on the hospital bed. He cried very sadly, and kept calling the other person's name, hoping that the other person would open his eyes and show a gentle smile to himself as before.

And lying on the hospital bed, the boy with black and white hair did not open his eyes, like a Sleeping Beauty, sleeping forever.

Chapter 1 Heroic Spirit Summoning

"Unexpectedly, the scabbard of the legendary holy sword was actually found without any scars. Is this really something that was dug out of the ground more than 1500 years ago?"

In a rather solemn room that looked like a prayer room, Emiya Kiritsugu, a ruthless man called a magician killer, was looking seriously at the scabbard lying in the box in front of him, with tattoos on it. There are fairy characters that have been lost, which represent that the master is not ordinary.

Standing beside Emiya Kiritsugu was a beautiful woman, her name was Irisviel von Einzbern, she was Emiya Kiritsugu's wife, and she was also an artificial human.

She looked at Emiya Kiritsugu with very gentle eyes, and explained softly.

"After all, it is a conceptual weapon in itself. It should not be weathered like ordinary materials. Just equipped on the body, this scabbard can heal the wearer's injuries and stagnate his aging just like in the legend."

"Of course, the premise of these is that its original holder must provide it with magic power."

Emiya Kiritsugu nodded, and continued to speak: "That is to say, if it is used in pairs with the summoned heroic spirit, it can be used as the Master's Noble Phantasm."

Hearing this, Irisviel couldn't help showing a smile, looked at Emiya Kiritsugu and joked: "It really looks like your style, are props always props?"

Emiya Kiritsugu left from the side of the scabbard, found a place to sit down silently, and said in a very flat tone: "If you want to say this, the servant is the same, no matter how famous a heroic spirit is, once it is summoned as a servant , is equivalent to a prop for the master. Guys who have strange illusions about this will definitely not be able to win this war."

Irisviel, who knew Emiya Kiritsugu very well, didn't say much, but continued to smile softly: "That's why the great grandfather thinks that this scabbard is only suitable for you."

"Is it really?"

Emiya Kiritsugu asked back, his tone was mixed with inexplicable emotion.

"Are you dissatisfied with the gift from grandpa?" Irisviel asked mischievously.

"How could it be?" Emiya Kiritsugu said with a hint of a smile, looking at Irisviel, "Ahadeon did a good job, there should be no other Master who has obtained such a powerful trump card."

"Then what's wrong?" Irisviel also asked with some doubts.

"There is such a perfect holy relic as an origin, so the one who responds to the summoning must be the heroic spirit he wants." Emiya Kiritsugu cast his gaze away, and said in a complicated tone: "The legendary knight king, Aya Thur Pendragon."

"The compatibility with me, the master, is considered in the second place."

Speaking of this, Emiya Kiritsugu felt a little headache, and his intuition told him that he would never get along with the legendary King of Knights.

"But since it is the holder of Excalibur, it must be the strongest Heroic Spirit in the Saber job." Irisviel also saw Emiya Kiritsugu's troubles, so she comforted in a low voice, let The other party should not care so much.

"Yes, I should get a stronger servant than anyone else."

Emiya Kiritsugu nodded. As for the legendary King of Knights, he did not doubt the fighting power of the opponent, but sighed a little: "The question is, how to use this strongest fighting power freely. To be honest, it is only about the difficulty of using it. If it were, Caster or Assassin would be much more compatible with my personality."

"It's meaningless to worry before summoning, after all, we don't know what kind of person the King of Knights is." Irisviel continued to comfort with a smile, for those heroes who left their names in history.

They, modern people, just rely on previously recorded history as a reference.

In fact, in many cases, I am afraid that it is not as recorded at all. The countries in the east have a history of 5000 years. They also dare not say that they have completely recorded the experiences and personalities of all heroes.

"And, no matter what your tactics are, as long as he knows your dreams and ideals, he will definitely understand you." Irisviel put her snow-white jade hand on the scabbard, as if feeling its owner's General will, gently stroking.

"Just like me."

A hint of emotion flashed in Emiya Kiritsugu's eyes, and a smile finally appeared on his rather gloomy face. He stood up, looked at Irisviel and said with a smile, "Just now, I thought of a good idea."

"A good way to keep the strongest followers in the strongest state."

The time passed by every minute and every second, and before I knew it, it had already reached the early morning.

"Declare—"

"Your body is entrusted to me, and my fate is entrusted to your sword. If you want to follow the reliance of the Holy Grail, obey this principle, and respond to this meaning."

Emiya Kiritsugu started, he had already started to summon the servants, after the ceremony started, he could feel his magic power slowly flowing out, and his body even felt slightly uncomfortable.

However, this slight discomfort was nothing to a mercenary like him fighting on the battlefield.

As long as the strongest job agency Saber!The legendary King of Knights was summoned for his long-cherished wish!

"I swear here that I am a person who will be good forever, and I will be a person who will do evil forever. The seven heavens surrounding you, the three spirits of words, descend from the wheel of restraint, the guardian of the scale——!"

Following Emiya Kiritsugu's last sentence, the ceremony was finally completed.

White smoke rose, and a rather thin figure stood in the center of the magic circle. At this moment, the riot of magic power had completely disappeared, and the servant standing in the center of the magic circle also turned around slowly at this moment.

"This is?!"

Emiya Kiritsugu opened his eyes wide, and his voice was full of surprise, because as the white smoke cleared, a 'female' wearing a maid outfit, with a pretty face and half black and half white hair was standing in the magic circle. center.

"You are? King Arthur?!" Emiya Kiritsugu looked at the maid with black and white hair in disbelief, his expression was very shocked, he never thought that King Arthur was actually a woman.

"so cute!"

Irisviel, who stood watching from the sidelines, was surprised by the other party's appearance.

"A follower? Me?" The boy with black and white hair slowly opened his eyes. At this moment, he felt that his body had become a little strange.

This is not a living body at all... but a fictitious body that may dissipate at any time, is he already dead?

Emiya Kiritsugu looked at the other party at this moment, as he is still the Master, he can see what the other party's panel looks like.

Servant, Mikaela.

Occupation: saber

Muscle strength: C

Durability: C

Agility: B

Magic: E

Lucky: B

Class Abilities:

Against Magic: E

As a class ability of Saber, she got anti-magic power, but because Mikaela itself does not have the ability to anti-magic power, she stays at the lowest level E.

Possess skills:

Card: C

A mediocre transparent card was transformed, which seemed to be able to store many items.

Psychic: C

Touching the items that others have used or used before can see all the memories of others, but this process cannot be interrupted. Once the ability is activated, it cannot be stopped.

Read and write: C

Ability to visualize thoughts and concepts that arise in the mind on paper or other objects.

Noble Phantasm: None.

After watching this panel named 'King Arthur', Emiya Kiritsugu felt something was wrong!He felt there must be something wrong.

The legendary King Arthur!The panel is so bad? !The strongest follower? !Probably the weakest follower! ! !

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Chapter 2 Mikaela

The master can see the follower's panel, but he doesn't know what his real name is. If the follower doesn't take the initiative to tell the master, then the master will have nothing to do with him, unless he uses the command spell to force him to say who he is.

However, there should be no master who is stupid enough to use a command spell to force a follower to reveal his real name, because this will anger the follower.

"What's your name?" Emiya Kiritsugu looked at the servant in front of him who could be said to be "scarred" to the extreme. Although he had maintained an indifferent expression since the beginning of the summoning, at this moment, even though his face was "stiff" I couldn't help but twitch, what should he say better? !

After all, according to his impression, the summoned servant must be the legendary King Arthur, holding the holy sword (Excalibur). The board may not be particularly strong, but it is definitely a first-class servant.

But the one in front of me... not only doesn't have any so-called holy sword, but her attributes are too low in all aspects, and she even wears a modern maid outfit!No matter from which point of view, it was not Arthur Pendragon named King of Knights, but an ordinary maid.

But Emiya Kiritsugu could also clearly feel that he signed a contract with the other party, otherwise he would doubt whether his summoning failed and he summoned a modern person.