My mother's love song

At the entrance of the East Village, Ritsuka and the others met the leader of the village, Hassan of the Cursed Arm.

"What brings you to our village, stranger?"

Hassan of the Cursed Wrist is a giant man over two meters tall with a hunched body.

With the bone mask sewn on his face, he looks like a real skeleton.

Looking down at the Chaldean group coldly, Hassan cursed the wrist.

"And he proudly brought some knights with him... Are they trying to take away our last hope?"

The so-called knights refer to Mashu and Morgan in the team.

Although Morgan was wearing black armor, just like foreigners cannot distinguish the facial features of East Asians, to Hassan she was a knight.

"We escaped here."

Hassan of the Cursed Arms looked at them warily and said, "Hmph. That's obvious. We've been watching you since you set foot in the mountains.

The spy sent a report saying, "Young people from a foreign country rescued our compatriots."

"I see! That's great! This way there won't be any misunderstandings!"

The atmosphere at the scene was a little subtle from the beginning. Morgan, who was mistaken for a Knight of the Round Table, was extremely unhappy and glared at Hassan the Cursed Wrist.

Even Romani, who was in the rear, noticed their tension and said quickly, "You are Assassin's servant, right? It's a long story. We are..."

Curse Wrist interrupted him: "Shut up! A coward who can only make noises has no right to speak!"

"Waaaaaa, I'm sorry, I'm sorry~!?"

"These refugees can enter the village...but you strangers and knights are another matter."

Hassan the Cursed Arm continued, "I can't let you into the village, nor can I let you go back. I can't guarantee that you won't sell out this village to the Holy City if you are driven back."

Mashu said, "Senior would never do such a thing! If you want us to leave, then we will leave now!"

Hassan of the Cursed Wrist said as he drew out his knife: "...Unfortunately, this village is now entrusted to me. In my position, I cannot believe in unfounded words.

This is not an assassination, this is a battle. Get ready, if you don't want to die, kill me first!"

"Well, since you said so, then just turn into ash."

The Reverse Holy Sword appeared in the hands of the goddess Morrigan. Unfortunately, she had no intention of showing mercy.

"Stop it, Hanum!"

A woman's voice broke the murderous atmosphere.

It was a Saracen woman who walked from the refugees to the front of Hassan the Cursed, who was standing in opposition to the Chaldeans.

"Saliya..."

Hassan the Curse-Wrist called out her name with trembling eyes.

"What are you doing, Hanam? This black knight is the savior of Rushd and me! What are you going to do to my savior!?"

After that, the woman grabbed Hassan's wrist and started complaining to him.

"..."

Morgan raised an eyebrow and put down the black holy sword.

"Senior, could that be..."

Mashu and Fujimaru Ritsuka, with their gossip radars fully activated, watched this scene and began whispering.

The woman named Salia who stopped the battle was someone Ritsuka and the others had met in front of the main gate of Camelot.

He originally lived in Jerusalem with his son. After being expelled, he returned to the Holy City to participate in the Holy Mass and was chosen by the Light of the Holy Lance.

The Knight of the Strict had intended to take her into the Holy City alone and kill her child, Rushd.

In order to protect her child, Salia stood in front of the iron sword of the Knight of Justice.

When she was almost killed by the Knights of Justice, it was Morgan who saved her.

After that, Salia also followed her children to the East Village along with the refugee group.

"Rushd's mother knew Hassan the Cursed-Arm?"

"Well, it looks like this..."

"Hassan, who was so arrogant just now, can't even hold his head up in front of her..."

"Could it be that?"

"Hmm...something's going on, Mash!"

Finally, under Salia's strong explanation and threats, Cursed Arm Hassan finally agreed to let Ritsuka and the others enter the village.

"I'm Arash. As you can see, I'm Archer's Servant."

Following Hassan the Cursed appeared in front of everyone a young brown man with a hearty smile and a sturdy body.

Arash is also one of the lone servants who was stranded in this era.

"Chaldea is an organization established to correct the burning of human law. And I am a magician of Chaldea."

Both parties made brief self-introductions.

"Are you tired after the long journey? I'll take you to the village. But since we're poor, I can't hold a welcoming party for you."

Led by Arash, the group walked into the hidden mountain road, and after many twists and turns, they finally arrived at the village hidden on the back of the mountain.

"This is the hidden village of the mountain people... It's a very remarkable village! But it's completely invisible when we're in the mountainous area? There's obviously no magic barrier, so I see, it's hidden behind the mountain!"

Arash nodded and said, "That's right. If you are not very familiar with this land, you can't reach this village.

The reason why Brother Cursed Wrist didn't want to lead you is to be on the safe side and not want the location of the village to be discovered."

"I see, that's right. Without any magecraft protection, we'll be finished if we're discovered."

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Arash and asked curiously, "By the way, is Archer also a Heroic Spirit from here?"

Arash smiled and replied, "Oh, you really asked a very important question! Are you asking me if I am from here?

I'm actually from around here, but in slightly different times.

But as you can see, I'm an archer. Just treat me as an insignificant third-rate servant."

"Fortunately, Arash is cheerful and doesn't mind... Or rather, ignorance is really scary..."

Romani and Mashu whispered to each other behind Ritsuka's back.

"Well, although he is not well-known, Mr. Arash is known as the great hero of Western Asia who represents the concept of Archer."

After entering the village, Fujimaru Ritsuka completed the setting up of the summoning circle.

Although they were a little hesitant about whether to get permission from Hassan the Cursed Arm, Arash said that the Cursed Arm man was actually a tsundere and had already regarded you as his companions.

And so, time came for the evening dinner.

"Why!!!"

Mashu and Ritsuka shouted at the loudest volume of the day.

"So Miss Salia and Hassan of the Cursed Arms were childhood sweethearts? And they were even talking about marriage back then!?"

During the conversation, Ritsuka and the others learned that the leader of the East Village, the "Old Man in the Mountain", Hassan of the Cursed Arms, was actually a person who originally lived in this era and was summoned as an assassin.

That's why he met Salia and Rushd.

Not only that, Cursed Arm Hassan was also a lover of Salia before joining the cult.

"Well, that's right."

Sallya, who was sandwiched between the two gossiping girls with glowing eyes, nodded, looked at the starry sky, and said with a smile.

“Hanum and I were childhood sweethearts who lived in the same village.

Then my father also liked him very much, so our two families arranged the marriage very early on.”

She spoke calmly while stroking the hair of Rushd who was sleeping on her lap.

“But then one day, Hanam left the village without a word… and left me.

He only left a letter home saying that he was going to join the assassination cult and embark on the path of training to become 'Hassan'.

In the end, he really became Hassan... I was so surprised when I heard the news."

Mashu opened her mouth halfway: "To think there is such a thing..."

Li Xiang said: "Well, could it be that Miss Salia left her hometown and married to Jerusalem despite her father's opposition because..."

Is it because he is angry at Hassan the Curse-Wrist?

She didn't say it out loud, but the meaning was clear.

And Salia just smiled faintly.

"I don't remember anything that happened so long ago. Anyway, I hate Hanum the most now!"

She put her hands on her hips and said indignantly, "You are obviously weak and have no talent, but you insist on being strong! You made yourself into that!

He is such a gentle person, but he always puts on a fierce look! I hate Hanam like this the most!

Okay, Ms. Ritsuka, Ms. Mashu, please help me look after Rushd. I'm going to teach Hanam a lesson! He must apologize to Miss Knight!"

"Hahaha……"

The girls watched the back of the woman walking towards Hassan the Cursed in the distance with great momentum, and they couldn't help but worry for him.

Chapter 255: The Lion King has transformed into the form of a demon concubine

The holy city of Camelot.

A round table meeting was being held in the throne room with the king and queen also in attendance.

Today, the Lion King was as noble and cool as ever when she talked to people other than Rhodes.

Even Xuanzang, a newcomer, could sense something was amiss.

The Lion King has completely different styles when he talks to the princess and when he talks to other people.

When talking with the Knights of the Round Table, the Lion King's golden eyes were cold, and there was not a single ups and downs in his words.

And when she talked to the princess, her eyes would be coated with a soft light and her tone would become very gentle.

What a loving couple they are... Xuanzang Sanzang gazed at the two people on the jade throne with admiration.

“In conclusion… Your Majesty the Lion King and Lady Dorako, thank you both for your hospitality.

Thank you for your care during this period, everyone at the round table."

Sanzang put his hands together and bowed towards the jade throne above.

The air in the hall became solemn in an instant.

Since Lancelot and Mordred were out chasing Chaldea, today's attendees were the king, the queen, and the remaining three knights.

The Lion King's expression remained unchanged, while Rhodes smiled frivolously.

As for the other Knights of the Round Table present, their expressions were not so good.

"Huh? Why did the air suddenly become so tense? Did I say something strange?

I just said, 'I'm tired of this city, and I'm leaving,' right?"

Agguiwen frowned and said, "...Indeed. In other words, you are still unwilling to become a Knight of the Round Table.

Xuanzang, is this your declaration of breaking away from us?"

"Why do you understand me like that? I never thought of becoming your enemy.

I was just stopping here for a while. I came back from India and I have to go back to my hometown."

"What I mean is that you can't believe what you said, Xuanzang Sanzang." Aguiwen said aggressively.

"You are already a Servant. If so, there is no need to repeat the actions you performed in your previous life.

You have no reason to go back to your hometown, nor do you have any responsibility. Moreover, your hometown does not exist in this world, so where on earth are you going back to?"

The beautiful monk scratched her long black hair and said helplessly, "Really? I don't mean the physical area, but the goal of the heart.

I exist with my hometown as my goal, and I am a monk who is only valuable when traveling.