Da Vinci smiled awkwardly, not showing any signs of his usual leisure. Although he couldn't see Hassan's hand behind him because of his body, it was estimated that... there should be a knife pressed against Da Vinci's back, right?
"Although I don't know why you come to our mountain people's village, but if you try to resist, we mountain people will not be dragged into your fight."
As he spoke, Hassan covered his body with a thick black cloth, but his arms could clearly be seen to be wrapped in something heavy... It was Hassan's unique demonic wrist that was far beyond ordinary people...
Yagi Xuezai shrugged and said: "We had no intention of conflict with the people of the mountain, we were just chased here..."
"Master Hassan and the Eastern Sharpshooter don't think so."
Cursed Wrist Hassan said calmly.
"No matter what, you have captured our mortal enemy, the Knights of the Round Table. It is reasonable to ask you to go sit in the village. Then, let's have a good talk."
As Hassan Cursed Wrist said, he heard Hassan behind him making an unpleasant noise, obviously not wanting to bring Chaldean people into the village.
But there is no way to curse the wrist.
because……
The current situation of the mountain people is so bad that they have no other choice.
In a word, it is hunger.
If you think about it, why did Chaldea see the multifaceted Hassan in the Great Temple in the first place? What were they doing in the Great Temple?
Steal food.
It can be seen that the situation has become so bad that nothing can be done.
Now let alone dry bread and clear soup, there is almost no water left.
The reason why Hassan is unwilling to let Chaldea set foot here is simple. He is afraid that Chaldea will be detrimental to the villagers. Especially... without hostages, it is almost impossible to subdue these people of Chaldea.
Bringing the Chaldeans over would undoubtedly lead the wolf into the house.
Hassan Curse Wrist has the opposite view. The current village can only end up starving to death, so no matter it is good or bad, as long as it is a change, it should be accepted.
There was no other way, so Gawain and Cuchulainn Alt carried the bound Lancelot one after another, and followed Hassan to the village of the mountain people.
Far away, right in the middle of the forest, I saw that familiar figure.
Black hair, handsome features, a tolerant smile, turquoise armor, a strong body, and... that sense of luxury unique to a great hero.
Fujimaru Ritsuka thought countless times about what tone and expression she should use if she really met him - Alashka Mango - again.
I smiled and said to him: I am honored to meet again.
I should still have given her a sly smile and punched her: I didn’t expect it, I’m so prosperous.
Or, just like in those literary and artistic films, you and he looked at each other and smiled, and everything was unspoken.
However, it was only when he actually met Arash that Fujimaru Ritsuka understood that all the pre-rehearsals were meaningless.
Tears were pouring down her face, her throat was hoarse, and she could not utter any other syllables except sobs.
Fujimaru Ritsuka ignored the shouts of Hassan and ran quickly towards the great hero who always dreamed of him.
Farewell to Chaldea in that way has always been the heaviest pain in Fujimaru Ritsuka's heart.
"Ahhhhh!! Arash ahhhhh!!!"
She couldn't pronounce any other syllables, she just threw herself into his hard armor and kept beating his chest with her fists, making whimpering sounds.
"?"
Arash was startled and looked at the orange-haired girl who couldn't help crying in his arms.
"…………"
He closed his eyes and thought for a while. Then, he showed a gentle expression, just like when he first saw him. Arash smiled warmly, reached out to stroke her hair, and pushed her into his arms.
"Sorry, I kept you waiting for so long. Because I responded to the call here, I didn't respond to your call again. Sorry."
Arash's look of surprise passed away, and then he turned into the great Eastern hero who was exactly the same as everyone remembered him.
"... Anyway, let's have a good chat, shall we? Whether it's Arash or Hassan."
Yagi Xuezai smiled and hoped that everyone could have a long conversation.
However, only Lancelot had a stern expression and squinted his eyes, as if he was looking at a dying person.
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Saint Camelot.
Between the thrones.
The Lion King was sitting on the gorgeous throne, listening to Agguiwen's report, and she looked at Gawain who was kneeling on the ground indifferently.
"No matter what, the knights under Gao Wenqing let the Chaldeans in without confirmation. This is a serious crime. The Holy Judgment will definitely be imposed on you."
"I'm sincerely frightened...This matter is indeed caused by my subordinate's lack of discipline."
"However, before that...since the Chaldean Master has chosen this path, there is nothing he can do about it. Can Agguanwen lock their location?"
"Report to my king, Sir Lancelot's cavalry team has returned with a message from a flying eagle. Chaldea's group is currently wandering in the mountains of the people of the mountain. I'm afraid they are going to..."
"It doesn't matter what they want to do. The Holy Inquisition will eliminate all impurities. Although it is inefficient to consume it randomly before the decisive battle with the Sun King, the source of distortion must be eliminated. Moreover, the Sun King also suffered a lot because of Chaldea.
Xiao. Let’s destroy the source of distortion here, Chaldea and his party.”
The Lion King stood up from the throne, pointed her right hand towards the sky, and saw a pure white spiral knight's gun appearing in her hand. The thick light particles on it gathered together and turned into a pillar of light rising into the sky!
Leap into the sky! Submerge into the blue sky!
The knights of the Round Table knelt down and worshiped together: "The king is mighty! The king is mighty!"
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In the village of the mountain people, there is really no good food.
It was said that we were talking while eating, but there was only a clear soup with a few peas and vegetable leaves on the table. It tasted like water mixed with soil. The food also had dry bread, and it was not a whole piece. It was obviously moldy.
Take it out after breaking it off.
The banquet used to entertain guests was only of this extent. One can imagine how serious the famine among the mountain people was.
"Sorry, it's just a simple meal. I hope the guests coming from afar won't dislike it."
The village chief said and lowered his head apologetically. The skinny old man stared at the food on the table with longing in his sunken eye sockets. This shows how important these foods are to them.
Unexpectedly, the life of the mountain people was so miserable.
There's nothing we can do about it.
Whether it is the Crusades or the rule of the Knight King, it is no different to the people of the mountain. These simple people with ancient beliefs have no way to integrate into either party.
The power of the Pharaoh only protected the territory of Egypt, and the people of the mountains would be lost in the yellow sand.
Fujimaru Ritsuka was filled with emotion and took a big sip of the soup. No matter what the taste was, she swallowed it hard and said with a happy expression: "It tastes good."
"Okay, we already know that you are from Chaldea, and you are here to solve the sudden strangeness. However, we, the people of the mountain, can no longer trust any outsiders. Especially those with the Knights of the Round Table.
people."
As Hassan Cursed Wrist spoke, his eyes seemed to be able to look beyond the wall and look at the scenery outside.
In order not to cause any conflict among the people of the mountain, Gawain and Bedivere guarded Lancelot outside the village and did not come in.
The multifaceted Hassan snorted and said: "Those who are close to black are black. If you are so close to the Knights of the Round Table, they must be our enemies! Maybe the Chaldean lord is thinking of discovering our stronghold and annihilating them all."
Let’s go and claim credit from the Lion King!”
Just when Hassan was talking angrily, he heard a commotion outside, and the knight Gawain rushed in at the lead!
There were also chaotic shouts like "Ahhhh Knights of the Round Table!" outside the door.
Hassan got angry and said: "Look! I just said that the guy who is with the knight cannot be trusted!!!"
"Master! Run quickly! A super high-scale magic reaction has been confirmed above the village!!!"