In Type-Moon, it all starts with adopting Sakura.

Realizing that time was running out, the two soldiers sighed and stopped talking, no longer discussing the future of the world, and prepared to go back to work. But as they were about to leave, one of the soldiers suddenly noticed a familiar figure walking towards them in the distance.

"Ah... Lord Agukwen!"

Upon seeing that familiar Sima face, which looked like someone owed him tens of thousands of dollars, and that set of jet-black armor, the two soldiers immediately tensed up.

However, the 'Agraven' who appeared from the corner had already walked up to them. He then simply glanced at them, and his serious and terrifying aura made them stammer immediately.

"You, what brings you here...?!"

Even though it was time for fresh air, their legs still started to tremble uncontrollably when they faced Agguiwen.

"Just out for a stroll."

Agravín nodded, then gave the two soldiers a serious look and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry about me, you can continue your guard duty."

He simply said one sentence, and then Agguiven swaggered in front of them.

"Wait...! Waaah!"

The soldier beside him was about to call out to Agraven, who was about to pass by, but his comrade immediately covered his mouth with his hand. Only after Agraven's figure completely disappeared behind him did he release his hand and breathe a sigh of relief.

"What are you doing?! That Agraven is obviously suspicious, isn't he? After all, standing guard is the job of the Cavalry Knights, Agraven couldn't possibly not..." one of the soldiers said anxiously.

"Stop yelling, I know better than you that it's fake."

Another soldier tapped him on the head and then spoke calmly.

“Agraven is still in the interrogation room, how could he possibly be here? After all, I just came out of that area.”

"Then why...?!"

"Keep your voice down, you idiot."

“How much does Agruven pay you a month? Why are you risking your life for him? Do you believe that even if you sound the alarm, Agruven won’t reward you? He might even question you for not risking your life to stop him. He might even arrest you and interrogate you too. Do you want to go to the interrogation room for a walk?”

When the guy tried to yell at him, the soldier who saw through everything pulled him into a corner.

"Don't forget how many people died when that Cursed Arm Hassan broke in last time? Those assassins are far more terrifying than you imagine. Seeing their faces means we're not far from death, idiot. I'm only saving you because you're someone I know. Anyway, that terrifying guy just now would have killed us all in one strike. Take my advice, now go back to your posts and hide, just pretend nothing happened. After all, standing guard is the job of the Cavalry Knights, we just need to act like nothing happened."

"Wonderful..."

Upon hearing this, another soldier, who had originally intended to shout loudly, nodded in sudden realization.

……

……

“Kill me...you won’t get any information from me.”

Deep within the dungeon, only the flickering candlelight provided some illumination to the pitch-black room. Silent Hassan's slender body hung upside down from the dark ceiling, several black chains binding her delicate wrists and ankles. Her body was covered with countless wounds, from which large amounts of bright red blood seeped.

"I'll admit it for now, you've lasted the longest in this room, but you must understand that it's all in vain. I will not let you die until I get the information I want. This room has the King's blessing, and the Lion King's divine power will heal you, preventing you from easily succumbing to death. The poison in your body will also be weakened, and as long as I don't touch you, there will be no risk."

Agraven's face was gloomy. He threw the iron whip in his hand, which was stained with salt water and blood, on the ground and looked up at the quiet Hassan above him with great hostility. Although she was a girl, her willpower was something that even he was ashamed of.

He absolutely needed to get the most accurate information from Silent Hassan.

From some of the mountain people that Tristan pursued, he learned about the "prophet" among them, but he could never figure it out. At first, he thought that the prophet referred to Moses, who was summoned at the same time, but later, with the unveiling of the veil, it turned out that the guy was not Moses, or even a Heroic Spirit, but a human.

The Lion King called him the Son of God, the star representing humanity, and the prophet of the mountain people, and told him nothing more.

Realizing that the other party was a traitor who commanded the fighting power of several Knights of the Round Table and Hassan, Agraven could not ignore such a threat.

He acknowledged that the other party, together with the Lion King, purified the land's resentment, which was truly great, deserving of the title of a son of God; even if not a saint, he was now one.

But the thought of the other party's pact with the Lion King to destroy Camelot made Agravan incredibly nervous.

He thought of the poem mentioned in the prophecy.

He then used the extraordinary book "Huangji Jingshi" that he had obtained from the Lion King to observe the celestial phenomena again at night, and this time he saw an ominous prophecy.

The celestial signs indicated that the Son of God might drag the Lion King down from his pedestal and plunge him into the abyss; he was the most terrifying being. He tried to see more clearly, but the stars were completely in disarray, and he could see nothing at all.

Mordred's disappearance, the covenant between the Son of God and the Lion King, the rebellion of the Knights of the Round Table, the appearance of another King Arthur, and the Magician's attack on Camelot—

These are all things he needs to consider. Apart from Mordred's disappearance, which is fine, the others are all huge threats.

During this period, Agruven had pushed himself to the point of trying to work 25 hours of overtime every day, but even so, things still kept piling up.

The matter of the "Son of God" in particular kept him up at night.

No sooner had Lovi left than the Magic King stormed into Camelot with the Demon Pillars, wreaking havoc as if searching for something. This couldn't possibly be a coincidence. Thinking back to the glimpse of the future he had seen by observing the stars at night, Agravan knew that all other questions could wait. He had to find out the information about that Son of God.

This is why Agguwen treated the Silent Hassan so cruelly, because the other Hassans were either dead or in hiding.

The people he knew about, such as Kai and Percival, had disappeared again. This girl was his only source of information, and he had to get the information he needed as soon as possible.

Even though this guy's willpower was terrifyingly strong, and no matter how much he was tortured, he kept saying, "I don't know," he absolutely couldn't give up.

He was the Lion King's most useful knight, the necessary evil of Camelot. No matter how cruel or ruthless he was, he would protect everything in his own way, even if his sins would never be forgiven and he would eventually fall into hell—this was the belief of his iron-blooded Agravine.

“Son of God, your prophet, now tell me everything about him.”

After a brief moment of thought, Agravan pulled a brand-new instrument of torture from the furnace—a red-hot branding iron—and walked back to Silent Hassan, asking the same curse-like question.

“Moussa, Isa, correspond to Moses and Jesus respectively. But that guy is neither. I sent people to search through all the books, but I still couldn’t find any records or stories about him. But the threat he posed, and the miracles about him, appeared when I wasn’t with the king.”

“I don’t know what kind of being it is, and it’s too late to investigate now. I want to hear from you all the information about the prophets of your order, whether it’s recorded or hidden, tell me everything about their abilities and deeds. The more information I have, the closer I can get to the truth—come, this is your closest chance to liberation.”

“I don’t know, you can’t get any information from me…kill me.”

Torture had robbed Serenity of her eyes; she could no longer even focus her gaze. All she could do was repeat the same phrase she had uttered countless times.

"You're as strong as ever. I couldn't see any signs of you lying. I almost fell for your lies. Very good, Serene Hassan... I acknowledge your strong will."

"Now, will you talk or not?!"

"Aaaaaah—I don't know, kill me."

"Still trying to deny it? I'm asking you, are you going to talk or not?!"

Agraven pressed the branding iron against her body, the terrifying temperature instantly scalding the tranquil Hassan's chest until billowing white steam rose, and screams echoed in the room. However, just as he was about to continue with new instruments of torture to begin the interrogation...

--boom! !

Suddenly, the dungeon door was forced open, and a soldier rushed in, panting.

"Lord Agakuwen——!!"

"what's up?"

"An intruder has broken into the fortress! And they're impersonating you!!"

"Disguised as me?"

Agravan's expression was somewhat strange as he glanced at the serene Hassan behind him.

He remembered that the guy behind him also had the ability to disguise himself. He didn't expect that another one would come. It seemed that he had come to rescue her Hassan. This was perfect. The more Hassans he captured, the greater the chance of getting information out of them.

"Please explain the situation in detail. How exactly did he disguise himself as me? What are the specific details? And how did you find out?"

“That’s right.” The soldier nodded, then began to describe it vividly: “The intruder who impersonated you looks exactly like you, but his demeanor is different.”

"Charm? Hmph, indeed, it's easy to imitate appearance, but it's very difficult to imitate temperament. Someone like me, an iron knight who has traversed mountains of corpses and seas of blood, is impossible for those assassins to imitate."

"No, it's mainly because he's not as gloomy as you, always wearing a 'face like someone owes you millions' that makes him easy to recognize."

Agguiwen: "..."

Although the soldier explained it very clearly, Agravan felt an urge to hit him for some reason.

"Continue with the details of the disguise. Did the other party use special abilities to disguise themselves, or was it simply makeup?"

"By the way, his disguise looks like this." Upon hearing the order, the soldier in front of him suddenly raised his hand and swept it across Agraven's face. In an instant, his face and armor changed to look exactly like Agraven's.

"hiss……"

Upon seeing this, Agravan froze on the spot. He was all too familiar with that face; it was his own.

It seems that the intruder's disguise skills are indeed incredibly strong and should not be underestimated.

"Understood. Inform the Cavalry to arrest him immediately..."

wrong!!

After a brief pause of about two seconds, Agguiwen's mind, which had been foggy from working too much overtime lately, suddenly came to its senses.

He looked at the smiling face in front of him and nodded slightly. Since his weapon wasn't there, he lightly touched the ground with his toes and quietly moved a few places towards the door.

Then--

He suddenly turned and ran!

Then, a loud "bang!" was heard, and a chain suddenly sprang up at the doorway of the room, tripping his ankle.

Agguiwen used too much force and went too fast, so he couldn't dodge in time and fell to the ground with a thud, hitting his head on the ground.

"Come and catch them—!!"

Knowing he couldn't escape, he was about to shout for the soldiers to come over when several golden chains appeared out of thin air, gagging Agraven and dragging him back into the dungeon.

Agravwen twitched a few times like a caterpillar, then gave up, turned to look at Rowe, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Luo Wei could tell what he meant; he was asking how he got in.

"Of course, we walked in openly and honestly."

Rowe returned to normal, then bent down to look at Agravain in front of him and said, "Thanks to the illusion magic that Meryl taught me, otherwise it would have been a bit of a waste for me to break in in my current physical condition. Besides, you might have been able to teleport when I came in, so I just borrowed your face."

"However, you are too harsh in leading your troops. Many people have seen through my disguise, but since they are doing things for you, it is their duty to do them well, and they will be punished if they do them poorly. So they all chose to do nothing rather than make a mistake. This is why I was able to get close to you so easily."

Looking at Lovi, who had revealed his true form and was wearing a sunny smile, especially his eyes that seemed to be smiling but weren't, Agravan's eyes widened. He felt as if he had seen an angel, but also as if he had encountered a demon.

This guy is the one I've been looking for!

"--Bang!!"

Chapter 205 Serenity Hassan

Pretty boring...

This was probably what Rowe was thinking at the moment. He originally wanted to avoid fighting if possible, and try to rescue the person or find out whether Silent Hassan was alive or dead with minimal losses.

So he used the illusion magic he learned from Meryl to disguise himself and infiltrate.

Although his skill level was by no means low, the rather unintelligent Cavalry Knights did not stop him from advancing.