Bai Ye transmigrated into the body of an ordinary person. One day, he suddenly realized something was off about himself.
As long as someone stayed by his side, their magic would refill automatically, their wounds would heal instantly, and even their card draws would always turn up five-star cards!
That’s right. He himself was a living wish-granting machine with infinite magic: a human Holy Grail!
Once this secret was discovered, his lie-flat life was well and truly over.
The blonde knight king hoisted him over her shoulder with a stern look. “You’re my sheath. From now on, I’ll protect you.”
The tsundere young lady with twin tails pushed an entire box of gemstones in front of him. “Stay by my side and they’re all yours. No, I’m yours too!”
The purple-haired underclassman timidly tugged at his sleeve. “Senpai... As long as I stay by your side, I can fight fate, right?”
From the distinguished magicians of the Clock Tower to Chaldea’s organization of world-savers, and even the witches and goddesses of the Age of Gods, everyone went crazy trying to “claim” him.
As the increasingly chaotic love triangle turned into a full-blown battlefield, Bai Ye was on the verge of tears.
“I’m warning you, don’t come any closer! I’m really just an emotionless wish-granting machine. I have zero interest in fighting or saving the world! Please, just let me rot away in peace by myself!”
Rin is strong in bed, but she is like an insecure child in relationships. What she wants is the promise that "you will only be good to me"; Rin relies on the warmth of the night in bed, but the magician dream in her heart never stops, and the "gentleness" she gives is all magic bait. Until the execution ground, when Shirou held up the blood-stained sword and asked "Do you have anything to say to me?" Gilgamesh's silence was the cruelest answer - he never understood until his death that what Gilgamesh never wanted was a high-ranking official and a generous salary, but a sincere "I have been attracted to you." In the end, when Shirou watched Gilgamesh's body fall, his heart should be empty, right? He won the chess game of the Holy Grail War, but lost the only person he wanted to protect. How cruel are the delicate paintings in the comics. The warm yellow light when the two met for the first time, Lu Bu's clenched fists after being chopped, and the cold snow floating on the execution ground. Every stroke amplifies the pain of "asking for something but not getting it". In fact, we all know that this is fiction, but we still feel sad for Lu Bu - it turns out that no matter how powerful a person is, once his true heart is moved, he will become a fool who can be slaughtered by others, and his true heart will only become a knife inserted in his heart in the end. When you pull it out, you will get blood, but if you don't pull it out, it will hurt.
It's a wonderful book. It's either not good-looking or very wonderful.
I can't understand this latest one. How will the author arrange it later? How could he have been passively accepting assassinations? [What][What][What][What]
It's pretty good-looking. If you don't care about the original work, there are some changes compared to the original work. Heroic spirits here are almost equivalent to summons, and there are no command spells.
This is the most representative male protagonist of all the Type Moon fanfics I have seen👍👍👍👍
It's so good to watch, I still want to see Shura Field.
It's a very interesting book. I hope it can be updated continuously.
Fortunately, it's quite novel.