In that way, he will never be alone on his journey.

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Mount Mukebaier.

On the barren mountaintop lies the dwelling place of the mountain people, and also the headquarters of the Assassins.

The initial period of time has passed, and the Assassins have been established and existed for an unknown amount of time, with each generation's leader named Hassan, meaning "Old Man of the Mountain."

"How is the situation, Kyonobuko?"

"Speaking of which, don't you find it strange that I call you that? Why don't you tell me your real name?"

"No need, Senior Cursed Arm. I am not Hassan and was not originally qualified to appear. When I obtained the qualifications of a Heroic Spirit, I abandoned my true name and lived under the name of Kyonobuko."

"Oh, you've really had a hard time."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Wan sighed and could only nod slightly at her.

He saw a reflection of his past in the man before him, who was not Hassan but was even more like Hassan.

"It's not hard work, Senior Cursed Arm. This was my own choice. Anyway, three Servants are already heading this way, one of whom is the heretic I mentioned. He might be following my trail..."

At this point, Kyoko lowered her head, inwardly berating herself for her incompetence. She hadn't even noticed that her body had been defiled and tampered with by that heretic, only realizing something had disappeared upon entering the Holy Land. This led to her being found here, causing such great trouble for Senior Cursed Arm.

"No, your aura was eliminated when you entered the Holy Land, and the magical sandstorms outside also weakened your aura. They probably didn't come here because of you; perhaps they already knew about our existence."

Noticing her change in mood, Hassan the Cursed Wrist quickly offered words of comfort.

"In any case, there's no use in lamenting here anymore. Kyoshinobu, are they people sent by the Lion King? Or by the Pharaoh?"

"I don't know. Two of the Servants are indeed in the armor of the Knights of the Round Table, but the leader is a heretic, who is very likely from a third-party force. Senior, that guy is extremely dangerous, we must be careful," Kyoko hurriedly reminded him.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Wan frowned.

Although he is Hassan, he is different from the other Hassans who were summoned to this era.

This era happened to be the same one he lived in. What Cursed Arm Hassan never expected was that he would be summoned to the era he once lived in. So, like the other Hassans who were summoned, he was determined to dedicate his strength to his companions, the Mountain People.

Kyoko joined the Mountain People because she admired her predecessors, Hassan. However, she felt she was not qualified to be compared to them, so she often used honorifics. Moreover, Cursed Arm noticed that this girl's thought process was indeed a bit off.

Sending her out to investigate the Lion King's movements has unexpectedly led to such a huge problem.

But there was no time to consider these things now. They knew about the Lion King's Holy Ba Plan and were aware that the Lion King would eventually turn his guns on the Mountain People. So they established a military base in Mukebaier Mountain early on, arming the Mountain People and members of the Order to guard against the Lion King's sudden attack.

Moreover, the Pharaoh's divine beast army and the Lionheart King's demonic crusade fought many fierce battles here recently, and many Hassans have already died in the war.

There are only a few Hassans left, of course, Kyoko is one of them, and in Cursed Arm's opinion, she is much more promising than himself.

At least Kyoko is really strong; even among Hassan, she would be ranked among the top.

"What should we do, Senior Cursed Arm?" Kyoko pressed.

"The entry of heretics into the Holy Land is the greatest blasphemy; we must..."

"Forget about the heretics for now, Kyoko. The people of the mountains must not be harmed before that, for they are our people and our kin. And the Servants who have broken in here are very likely to be Lionheart or Lion King's men, so we must be wary of that too. Here's what we'll do, Kyoko, you go and keep an eye on them, observe the situation, and don't make any rash moves. I'll go and move everyone else. We'll wait for Hyakko, Tranquility, and Smoke-Drunk Hassan to return before we all attack together. We can't afford any more losses right now," Cursed Arm Hassan said earnestly to her.

"You mean you're going to let these heretics wander around the Holy Land? This... how can this be..."

"...Sigh, Kyoko, sometimes protecting those who are important is more important than faith. Let them have what they want, anyway there's nothing to see in the mountains, and those stone tablets are nothing compared to the lives of our fellow countrymen."

This time, Cursed Arm didn't give Mad Nobuko any room to refute, and got up and left directly.

Kyoko was left standing there, clenching her fists, her eyes filled with hesitation and struggle.

She didn't doubt Hassan the Cursed Arm; she knew Hassan made that decision to protect everyone, and she had no right to object. But, but…

The thought of that heretic wandering around the holy land, and possibly even breaking into the shrine of the first patriarch, kept her from calming down.

After much deliberation, a resolute glint flashed in Kyonobu's eyes.

The last attempt failed because I was too reckless. This time, if I'm more careful and utilize the strengths of the Assassins, I'm sure I can assassinate that heretic!

Thus, without Cursed Wrist's knowledge, the Assassin, who knew the least about assassination in the entire Holy Land, actually went to assassinate him himself.

If Cursed Arm knew what Kyonobu was really thinking at that moment, he would definitely scream in anger.

Then he personally realized why Hassan chose Baimao instead of this oddball when selecting elders in that round.

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Sigh, time for bed!

Chapter 174 Is this the Journey to the West film set?

After traversing a long and scorching desert and entering a desolate wasteland, we finally saw a few patches of green forest, and in the distance, an endless range of brown-black mountains.

This is the true headquarters of the Hassanid Order, the holy site of Islam, Mount Muqabir.

At this moment, Rowe led Kay and Percival on foot, wandering through this green forest.

Because the Cross mark he had placed on the madman was neutralized by forces from different systems in this holy Islamic land, he could only confirm that the enemy's headquarters was in this continuous mountain range, but he couldn't find its exact location for the time being. So he could only continue walking forward with Kai and Percival, hoping to find traces of human life along the way.

Although the Hassanid Order is elusive, as human beings, they still need food, clothing, shelter, and transportation. No matter how well they conceal themselves, these basic human traces cannot be completely erased; it's only a matter of time before they begin to trace their past.

Looking at the sparse, ugly green forest and the barren mountain that wasn't very vibrant, Kai, who had pushed aside countless thorns with his hands to clear the way, couldn't help but turn back to Luo Wei and ask, "Saint... no, Prophet, will those mountain people really ambush us here?"

He remembered Rowe's earlier warning.

Luo Wei said that although he had some connection with Islam, specifically the Hassanid order, he was ultimately more Christian. Furthermore, the fanatical follower's thought process was clearly abnormal, so venturing into Muqabir Mountain could easily lead to an ambush by the mountain people, or even the Hassanids. Therefore, it was best to be cautious. However, necessary etiquette should also be observed; once inside someone's holy land, one should try not to damage a single tree or blade of grass.

The main concern is that the leader of those Hassans might suddenly jump out and shout something like "It is destiny's time."

He wasn't afraid of the other Hassans no matter how he fought them, but he had absolutely no confidence in defeating King Hassan.

This is also the main reason why Kai was always responsible for pushing and breaking through the thorns in front of him, instead of igniting them all at once with a flaming sword.

Try not to provoke King Hassan.

Walking along the road, Luo Wei stroked his chin and replied, "It would be best if there were no ambushes. If there are, we should prepare in advance. The Mountain People are indeed a good help and can be used as a base. Without their help, we can only cross the desert to meet the Sun King."

"...Hiss, but I remember that Sun King was called Osmandis? Isn't he your mortal enemy? How could he possibly help us? It's a miracle we don't end up fighting."

Upon hearing Rowe's answer, Kai recalled the Old Testament of the Bible that Percival had helped him cram for along the way, especially the chapter about Moses' Exodus. Therefore, when he learned that the Sun King's real name was Ramses II, Osmandis, he had no intention of asking him for help.

After all, that was Moses' mortal enemy, the greatest enemy in the Old Testament who hindered Moses' progress, and the Pharaoh who had experienced the ten plagues of God. The hatred contained in this was almost impossible to reconcile.

Now that he was a follower of the Saint, he naturally harbored deep hatred for the Sun King. However, when Kai heard Lovi suggest seeking help from the other party, he suddenly felt confused. After all, this statement struck him as as strange and utterly illogical as Artoria seeking Morgan's help.

"..."

“Kay, Percival, while reading is good, believing everything in books is worse than having no books at all. Some stories in the Old Testament were compiled later and have long deviated from the original truth, so don’t always think so one-sidedly. The Exodus at that time wasn’t as complicated as you think. In short, Osmandis, the Sun King, is indeed a good partner. However, I will have to wait until later to consider his situation.”

After thinking for a moment, Lowe replied.

After all, the history of Type-Moon differs greatly from the biblical history he knows, since Moses and Osmandis, two figures spanning so many years, are now connected.

Although he didn't know what happened back then, when he saw that Ramses II regarded Moses as his lifelong friend and never forgot him, a relationship comparable to that of Gilgamesh and Enkidu, he knew that the idea of ​​being irreconcilably opposed in the Old Testament of the Bible was complete nonsense.

However, when he actually met Ramses II, his identity would be immediately exposed, and he was not sure what attitude the other party would have towards him.

However, Ramses II is actually quite similar to Gilgamesh; you just need to go along with him. He likes warriors, strong people, and those with radiance. Since that's the case, then we might as well give him proof. When that time comes, there's no need to maintain Moses's identity anymore; he can simply find something more exciting to use.

"That's true. There are many fabricated parts about our story by later generations. It's normal if there are some parts in the Bible that don't match the original account."

Percival, a smart man who had read books, immediately understood Lowe's words.

However, Kai didn't care much about it; he wasn't a book lover to begin with.

If Sun King Osmandis isn't really an enemy, that would be ideal. Right now, he's more concerned about the situation on the Hassan's side.

If a fight were to actually break out, I could finally stretch my muscles properly. I've been on the move ever since I received the blessing, and I've only managed to kill two Sphinxes in the desert. I haven't had my fill of fighting yet.

The three of them talked as they walked.

However, what they didn't know was that they were being watched.

"It really is that damned heretic, and those two knights behind him with heretical auras (blessings)!"

Crazy Nobunaga, dressed in a light black gauze dress, quietly lurked in the grass, her eyes fixed on Lovi. Then, she noticed the cane in Lovi's hand on Kai and Percival behind her. Her head, which had been swung hundreds of meters by a club, began to throb with pain. The Spear of Longinus in Percival's hand caught her attention even more.

Sensing the rich Christian aura above it and the steady, powerful magic emanating from it, she couldn't help but be astonished: "Damn heretics! They actually brought heretical things into our holy land. Do they really want to defile the holy land? No, we absolutely cannot allow this to happen!"

However, the immense magical power emanating from Kai and Percival was too terrifying. Kyoko knew that if she charged at them head-on, she would be taken down by them in the shortest amount of time. Recalling her previous experience, she actually began to seriously consider the matter.

"Yes, it is indeed a vast amount of magic and power. If we were to judge strength alone, I would definitely not be your match. But unfortunately for you, you have met me today!"

Her eyes narrowed slightly, and then Kyoko made a decision immediately.

'Assassin' isn't just about looking good! Assassins also have their own unique fighting styles!'

Soon, she decided to assassinate Rowe and Kay.

As for how to assassinate...

Upon thinking about this question, Kyoko's mind went blank. She was shocked to find that because she hadn't formally carried out an assassination plan for a long time, she had forgotten about assassination methods other than frontal attacks.

"...Hey, I've got it!"

After a moment of careful thought, Kyoko's eyes lit up, and she suddenly came up with a brilliant idea.

Then she took off the black veil she was wearing, and with a slight turn of her body, she transformed into a noble lady with long, straight black hair and wearing a gorgeous dress. She then disguised herself in the manner of the Hassans in the past.

[Disguise] is an essential skill on the path to becoming Hassan, or rather, a standard technique for assassins. Although she wasn't chosen initially, she must have mastered this skill to the fullest extent for the election, though she's never actually used it.

Today, learning from the stories of her predecessors, Hassan, she plans to use this ability to kill the invaders in the Holy Land, proving her faith and skill to the first Hassan and the cursed-arm predecessors.

However, she is only skilled in disguise, not a Hassan who is proficient in it. Compared to the Quiet Hassan, who can completely transform into someone else, she is far inferior. She cannot change her own gender for disguise, nor can she specialize. She can only play the role of a person of similar size and gender to herself.

After all, learning too much meant she could never be as proficient as the Hassans of the past.

"Ahem... Is this okay?"

Having just completed her transformation, Kyoko adjusted to her new identity. After checking, she found that every detail was exactly the same as in the textbook—it was practically perfect. She was indeed a top student among the Assassins; such skill was naturally flawless.

Then she quickly went to the road that Luo Wei and his group were bound to take and waited, pretending to be a noble lady who had accidentally sprained her ankle. She was clutching her foot and shouting loudly into the distance, "Help! Help! Is there anyone who can help me?!"

Because it was intentional, Kyoko's voice was very loud and quickly traveled through the woods to reach the ears of Lovi and the others who were heading this way.

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