The Holy Grail War of God's Blessing

Here you can indeed see some green, but it is as inconspicuous as moss on stone. But at least there is food that allows people to survive.

But perhaps there are still things that can be used as food. The magic power of this land is still enough to give birth to monsters. Even in the desolate mountains, there are monsters.

It’s just not like the desert over there, where there are even terrifying mythical beasts raised, so it’s not too dangerous and impossible to survive.

After all, if you encounter the Sphinxes in the desert one after another, with multiple Sphinxes as enemies, even the Hassans here would have no choice but to suffer in vain, let alone ordinary residents.

"The heroic spirit riding on the half-dragon, half-lion monster is the person Yanzui mentioned. He is the heroic spirit related to that adult..."

In the darkness of a hill not far away, a pair of eyes quietly peeked out, looking at the lion-dragon walking in the mountain and the Manshu on it.

"It seems that the owner of this place came here first, which is really a good thing. It saves me from trouble.

However, you should also show your hospitality and not continue to spy in the dark, which is somewhat impolite."

But once that sight appeared, how could it escape from Manshu who was searching this land? If it appeared outside the mountains, it might not attract Manshu's attention.

At the same moment, Hassan, who was spying, felt the majestic gaze falling on him, which made him shudder and jump out from the shadows.

"So you are Hassan the Cursed Arm. The village behind the mountain ahead must be the one you are protecting. Since you have shown up, take me to have a look. I think that's ok, right?"

The person who emerged from the darkness was Hassan the Cursed Arm, wearing a skull mask, a black cloak, and a right hand like a stick.

Although they were not acquaintances, they were still acquaintances. Manshu did not pay any further attention to him. He just gave him a look with a little mental intimidation and spoke.

"You are so rude, sir... If you plan to go to our village, please at least tell me your purpose."

Hassan of the Cursed Arm took half a step back, then stopped and asked.

"I have no interest in this barren land. I came here only because I promised to keep my promise to Hassan the Smoky One.

However, the fact that life can be nurtured in this barren soil is another kind of landscape and is worth a look.

You are worthy of my words ㈨〈０㈣㈧㈣ˉ♂㈡-』㈨′０∪㈤中＊{转＃—群]": That's all I have to say. If you still want to ask, show me your courage in exchange for my mercy."

"...I hope that it is true as you say, that the residents of this village are simple and kind people, and they do not deserve the suffering they have to endure here."

Cursed-Arm Hassan wanted to speak again, but finally stopped, turned around and walked forward.

"Yanzui is not here. He responded to my call the day before and came to me and told me about you.

He and I have different ideas, so we parted ways a long time ago. The village he protects is further west, deep into the mountains.

Yanzui believed that the battle would become a war of attrition, so he shouldn't provoke trouble with the Lion King. He avoided the Holy City and hid the village in a deeper place. "

On the way, Hassan the Curse-Wrist talked to Manshu and said that he did regret spying. If he had not been discovered, perhaps not so many things would have happened.

But now that things have come to this, the only option is to accept what has happened.

"That's really troublesome. It makes me feel regretful. Don't you know where Yanzui is?"

"I know the approximate location, all I can do is point out which direction to go."

Zhuwan shook his head. Although he was also contacting all the old men in the mountains who had been summoned, Yanzui had not responded to him during the time of Kai, but had suddenly come here the day before yesterday.

"Okay, I'll rest here for one night and go look for Yanzui tomorrow. I don't need to borrow your house, it's okay to just borrow the spiritual vein here."

“Please help yourself, we have no use for the things, as long as they don’t cause damage to the land.

Our village is in front of us. Please do not cause any damage. Rebuilding houses will take a lot of effort.

The conversation along the way allowed the two to go around the hill and come to the back of the mountain.

Although it is a barren and desolate land, the village still shows vitality. Perhaps it is due to the influence of faith or the influence of inner heart, the people living here can still show some happiness on their faces.

“It’s a very outstanding village. Even though it’s barren and desolate, you can still see the presence of emotions.”

"The people living here are simple and kind, and they live here with gratitude and enthusiasm for the holy city. If the Lion King hadn't come, everything should have been able to last for a long time, instead of being faced with disasters at any time like now."

Hassan alone would have difficulty dealing with any of the Knights of the Round Table. Even without the added strength of the Knights of the Round Table, he would be able to crush most of the Hassans in a head-on battle, and even assassination would not be easy.

Once discovered, the village will inevitably face a devastating blow and will have no choice but to abandon the village and find a new place to survive.

And this day will not be too far away. There are only so many places in this land where people can live. The attack of the Holy Judgment is constantly spreading, and one day it will destroy everything except the desert areas.

"So you must rely on other hopes. With your strength, you may not be able to defeat the Lion King. The Sun King who can confront it cannot communicate..."

Although the place is indeed barren, there are still some skills in building villages, and there are also materials that can be used nearby.

Building a hanging garden here does not seem to be nonsense, but there is no need to be too anxious, after all, words are not enough.

Once what happened in the Holy City gets here, it should be easier to communicate.

"But judging by the situation here, I'm afraid it will be difficult to even supply food, let alone counterattack."

"Indeed, we are just refugees who are struggling to survive. How can we fight against the Lion King's army?"

Cursed-arm Hassan responded, but couldn't help revealing some disappointment in his eyes.

"Then please rest here. I still need to take care of things in the village, so I'll take my leave now."

Zhuwan brought Manshu to the vicinity of the spiritual vein here, then took his leave without staying.

Manshu simply nodded without saying anything more, and began to try to establish a connection with the spiritual veins here to obtain some magic power.

"How do you feel? That Heroic Spirit seems to be a difficult one to get along with."

The Curse Wrist returned to his house after leaving. The man holding the crimson longbow sat down with him and asked him questions.

"He's not as difficult to get along with as I imagined, but it seems that he doesn't seem to have much interest in the Lion King for the time being. It will probably take some time for this Excellency to see the crimes of the Lion King."

Curse Wrist was silent for a moment before answering.

"If he is really who you think he is, then the counterattack you have been preparing for will have a chance of success. The more time passes, the more you cannot be impatient. After all, from your description, he should be a god. You still need to show the necessary respect and patience."

"I know that we are not strong enough now. Zhen Guan was defeated by Lancelot, Ying Bo was defeated by Gawain, and although Yan Zui seemed to be a little bit relentless in the past two days, he still hasn't made up his mind to join.

Even if this gentleman is not the one we imagined, if he can join us, maybe he can convince Yan Zui. Yan Zui is the most proficient in assassination among us. With him, the chances of winning will at least be better. "

The future of the mountain people is worrying no matter from which direction you look at it. Even though the Curse Wrist is constantly preparing in secret, the chances of winning are still uncertain.

"Hope always exists. Just wait patiently. I will be here with you till the end."

The cheerful archer comforted him with a smile, and the long night passed like this. When light appeared from the horizon, Mansu stood up from his cross-legged position on the ground.

After working for a while, Manshu, who was connected to the magic power, took a break and made some supplements.

　Seeing that it was already daybreak, Mansu prepared to continue searching for Yanzui's whereabouts.

Manshu called out the lion dragon, rode on the monster, identified the direction, and prepared to set off.

"Are you leaving so early?"

"Although I have plenty of time, there is no need to waste it on meaningless things. I have seen all the scenery here. After I meet Yan Zui and listen to his prayers, I will go to the desert to see the scene of Egypt that has been called."

"So you plan to take a look at all the sights here before making a decision?"

"Well... it's not wrong for you to understand it this way, but we should stop this conversation now. If you still have words worth hearing from me, we will definitely meet again one day."

Chapter 7 Soul

Continue moving westward along this land, and there is a village not far away, which should be where the other Hassan is taking shelter.

It was a relatively familiar atmosphere. The Hassan who stayed there was Hassan named Baimao, but it had nothing to do with Mansu's purpose so Mansu did not stay there for long.

The scenery of this land looks good for a day, but if you spend more time on it, it will become a bit boring.

However, it shouldn't take too long to find Yanzui. After all, this mountainous area has an end, and the end here is the deepest valley.

If you keep walking deeper, you can see the Temple of Azrael standing on the mountain. It takes about two days of walking from the village of Cursed Arm Hassan, the Village of the East, to the Temple of Azrael.

It should be impossible for Yanzui Hassan to build the village behind the temple. Besides, the direction indicated by the Curse Wrist will not deviate too much, and there is no need to search the entire mountainous area.

Therefore, without even waiting for the next day, Mansu caught a familiar breath when the sun just set.

Finally found it, Manshu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and urged the lion dragon under him to speed up.

"Master Yanzui, it seems that there are monsters coming towards the village."

The vibration caused by the lion dragon's rapid movement will naturally make the villagers who are on alert notice it.

The sides of Yanzui Hassan and Cursed Hassan are different. The villagers on Cursed Hassan's side are mostly the original local villagers, but Yanzui is active around the Holy City and constantly rescuing people. If he didn't possess advanced assassination skills, he wouldn't have died at the beginning of the plot.

Therefore, there are quite a lot of outsiders in this village, and they are more vigilant to the outside world.

"Go and appease the others. Don't let them panic. They are tamed monsters. They are not enemies, but the man who brought Azrael's protection to us a few days ago."

"Ah, that's great. Although I have been hearing such rumors these days, I still subconsciously regard them as encouraging words.

But sir, is it really the prophet who came to save this land and drive out the Lion King who occupied the holy city as the legend says?"

The joy on the faces of the people who came to report the news was hard to suppress for a moment. They were not residents of the mountainous area, and the hardships here were tormenting even if they relied on their faith.

What's more, even if they relied on their piety to the holy city to survive, the holy city has now disappeared, and the only thing left on this land is the holy city of Camulus.

"I didn't know that he and I had already met once, and I had been tested, and I had seen the angel bless us according to his words.

Don't tell me what happened next, just say that he is a visiting guest and I will go to entertain him first."

Yanzui Hassan shook his head to deny it, suppressed the excitement of the man in front of him, and walked out alone.

"You really gave me a hard time, Yanzui. Living in such a deep place, wasting my time... Hurry up and tell me what you want, so that the mistake you made will not be further expanded."

Seeing Yanzui approaching quickly, Manshu ordered the search quN:姨０④瓢‖_４er⑨●◇０㈤shilong under him to stop and made a sound in an unpleasant tone.

"I was not thoughtful enough on this point. I thought it would take you at least a few days to go to the Holy City and then come to this mountain. I was planning to arrange accommodation for the new people in the village and then go to Baimao Village to wait for you there.

But I overlooked your great power. Although it would take a week for human power to cross such a distance, it seems that it would take you less than half the time..."

Yanzui apologized quickly and spoke quickly.

"No need to continue saying these meaningless words. It seems that all I want you to do is to express your demands, right, Yanzui?"

Manshu interrupted Yanzui's voice, lowered his own voice, and revealed his displeasure.

"My appeal... The Crusaders have been destroyed, and the only enemy we still hate here is the Lion King who occupies the Holy City.

But you just made a promise to us casually, how can you propose to defeat the terrible Lion King who is like a heretic god..."

Yanzui did spend some time thinking that the most fundamental wish of the people here and the old people in the mountains here should be to retake the holy land that has been destroyed.

But they had long been aware of the horror of the Lion King. That divine judgment, like a punishment from heaven, was enough to shake the hearts of those with weak faith.

"I ask you to lend a hand when Cursed Wrist launches his struggle. Although I do not agree with his plan, it would be a waste to use the gift you promised me.

All I am doing is saving those suffering compatriots and ignoring the sufferings of the people on this land. It is enough for me to do this myself, so please help him. "

After Yanzui Hassan finished speaking, he fell silent, waiting for Mansu's response.

"Are you sure that this is what you intend to ask of me?"

After a brief silence, Manshu confirmed Yanzui's answer in a serious tone.

"Yes, this is what I am asking of you. I hope you can help the Cursed Arms, even if it is just to save their lives when they rebel and are about to be killed by the Lion King's Knights. It is better to use your power on them than to waste it on me."

Yanzui nodded in confirmation and said firmly.

"I see. Since you want me to help Cursed Arm, tell me about his preparations and what he is about to do. I will then determine how much help I should provide after I confirm it."

Seeing that Manshu agreed, Yanzui finally breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed a little, then continued to talk to Manshu.

“Cursed Wrist is a completely different person from me. Although we are both Hassan, his belief in protecting this place is more thorough than mine.

From the moment he was summoned here, he was determined not to give in to the Lion King, preparing for the day of counterattack and consulting with us at all times, but I did not accept this.

The Lion King defied God's majesty, destroyed holy places, and placed her laws above God's laws.

But the Lion King is too powerful. Being against her will only lead to the death and injury of all my compatriots in this land. I see no hope of victory, so I part ways with him, and continue to rescue my compatriots and shelter them deep here to avoid the Lion King's army.

Transfer group, :jiu∠si∵?Rake々〗２〃: Si㈢"㈢０The cursed wrist is a Hassan who is more qualified than me. He must be in great need of your strength. You just need to tell him that my request is for you to help him. He will tell you that he and the other Hasas have made a plan to launch it."

"I accept your request. I will go to Curse Wrist again, but this is not a request that can be completed immediately. I have to go to the desert first and then come back here.

You continue on your way, and I will say nothing more to you if you are still alive when I am ready to go to the Temple of Azrael in the valley."

There was no need to rush to meet Curse-Wrist again, and it was impossible for him to attack the Lion King in the next few days, so Manshu prepared to go to the desert first.

"Do you plan to meet that adult?"

Suddenly hearing Mansu mention the Azlar Temple in the valley, Yanzui asked in some surprise.

"Maybe... But this is not something you should ask. The one who should make a sound is the Curse Wrist. You should stop asking questions. Leave the extra words for next time."

Manshu did not answer. The lion dragon under his crotch turned and left according to his wishes, heading towards the desert in the west.

Yan Zui did not make any sound to ask, but just stood there with his head lowered.

Leaving the mountains and heading for the desert is a little bit disturbing.