Legend of the Giants of the Imperial Palace

To kill, to prepare to use the dead as a catalyst, and so on.

Lancer nodded: "It turns out that he is a hero with a pure personality, I understand."

"And he seems to yearn for freedom, so our Thousand Worlds Tree wanted to go with him, but he refused. His breath-blocking ability is also terrifying. Within a minute, our personnel lost him. But He promised he would come to us."

"Forget it, just come here within three days." Vlad III waved his hand indifferently, "Then what about the real name?"

"He calls himself Hassan Sabah, but we have never heard of this Hassan." Danik said also very puzzled, "Obviously the original master at the time of summoning said that he would summon the heroic spirits in Japan, It failed. But that's what he claims to be, and he's one of nineteen Hassans we've never heard of."

"Therefore, our personnel also asked which Hassan he was."

Lancer raised his eyebrows: "What about his answer?"

"He claims not to belong to any Hassan we know, and certainly not the Hassan in the legendary Hassan. He claims to be the last Assassin recognized by the first Hassan, that is—the second Ten generations of Hassan."

Chapter 4 The Joyful Gilgamesh

"What's the matter? Archer, you seem to have a sad face, or you can't laugh or cry?" Fiore sat by the window, ready to taste afternoon tea, and slowly poured the teapot from her hand, but Hercules quickly picked it up. past.

"How can you bother the Master with such a thing? Come on, according to the knowledge given by the Holy Grail, you need to add sugar, right? How sweet is this?"

Hercules added some sugar casually and stirred the tea.

Fiore took a sip and looked at Hercules in surprise.

This tea is so delicious!

It is obviously made of the same material, why is this tea so delicious?

Hercules saw Fiore's surprise, and explained: "Although tea and materials are the same, they can be combined to produce different effects. Every thing, as long as you think about it, can show the original Different look."

Fiore nodded.

Heroes often use ordinary items to achieve feats that ordinary people cannot understand.

"But Archer, you haven't answered me yet."

Hercules looked a little weird, and I don't know where to start.

"Is it related to that assassin? I saw that your face was already very strange when Danick said that the assassin claimed to be the twentieth generation Hassan." Fiore drank tea, "Do you know him? "

"If it's just Hassan Sabah, then I really don't have any possibility to know who he is. But he said so, the twentieth generation Hassan, then I only know one person."

"Can you tell me what kind of person he is?" Fiore thought for a while, if it was someone Hercules knew, maybe it was a very powerful assassin?But Hassan was active around the tenth century AD, how could the great Greek hero know him?

"And that assassin killed his own master. I don't think such a servant is acceptable, and his character is too bad."

Hercules shook his head: "Then you are wrong. The purity of character Lancer said is more in line with him. If the master didn't do something too much, he should be a very easy person to get along with."

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The oldest hero-king in the world, Gilgamesh.

This is the result of Amakusa Shiro subconsciously using his real name when he saw this ten-year-old girl with golden light and extremely smooth hair.

He also thought that there was a mistake in seeing through the real name of his class skill.

But that powerful aura indicated that she could only be Gilgamesh without a doubt.

"Are you Shiro Amakusa?" Gilgamesh's mouth raised inexplicably, as if he had found some interesting toy, he began to look at him.

"Exactly." Amakusa Shiro smiled gently, "Please give me your advice, caster, Gilgamesh."

"I thought you would be stronger than I thought, but it seems that I made a mistake in my judgment." After observing for a while, Gilgamesh shook his head in disappointment, and took out a huge book from his treasure house. magic book.

When she asked her real name when she summoned the red-haired boy in Uruk, he replied: Amakusa Shiro Tokisada.

No doubt, under her all-knowing and all-powerful star, she found the red-haired boy cheating on her in this regard.She hated cheating, but the situation at that time could not tolerate her hating, so she had to hold her nose and let 'Amakusa Shiro' fight for the people of Uruk.

So the red-haired boy brandished a sword to destroy himself in front of Tiamat, that BEAST, and also saved the city of Uruk, delaying time until the arrival of the Chaldean master.

From then on, she remembered him and the name Amakusa Shiro.

"If I have disappointed you, please forgive me." Amakusa Shiro said very humbly.

Assassin, Semiramis frowned, and couldn't help but mocked: "Caster, the legendary King of Heroes, didn't you expect to be a little girl? Compared with your epic, this is really ironic."

Gilgamesh brushed his hair and looked at the magic book without looking at Assassin.

"Semiramis, this king is a little girl, and being able to create the scenes depicted in the epic only shows that this king is greater and wiser. And what about you? What else is left besides your so-called beauty? Vanity? But unfortunately, your beauty is nothing compared to this king. What kind of empress is ridiculous, just a miscellaneous cultivator."

"you……"

Semiramis was short of breath for a moment, and even trembled with anger.What she hates the most is when others judge her by her appearance.

"Assassin, please don't be angry." Amakusa Shiro stopped her.

Semiramis frowned and held back.After all, this is her own master, she still needs to show some face.In particular, this master doesn't covet her beauty, but cares about her ability.And this master also needs the power of the caster.

"Great King of Heroes, may I ask, what is your wish? Do you want to rule the world?" Amakusa Shiro asked.

Gilgamesh sneered.

"I've said it all, you disappointed me very much. Miscellaneous cultivators, just miscellaneous cultivators."

Semiramis was a little annoyed, and was about to step forward, the magic circle in her hand had already unfolded, but Amakusa Shiro's pleading eyes forced her to stop the magic.

Gilgamesh turned around, walked to the window, and looked out at the high sun.