I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

So, is it possible that this servant, who is so fierce in frontal combat, is really an old man in the mountain?

Although you are wearing the same style as the old man in the mountain, and even looks more scary skull mask, but just this does not mean that you are the old man in the mountain.

Diarmuid thought for a while about the cheating data panel of the old man of the mountain. With this lesson learned from the past, he now dare not believe anything that the other party has shown.

Maybe it was another insidious tactic designed in advance.

Moreover, when the momentary shock passed, soon someone's IQ came online again.

Waver, who stood up from the Iskandar chariot, was a little nervous in the face of the aggressive mountain man, but he still shouted:

"No, that's not right! Hassan, who served as an Assassin in this Holy Grail War, was killed by Archer himself yesterday. I, I saw this with my own eyes!!"

After being reminded by Weber, everyone present also realized the fact that Assassin had already left the stage in their impression.

"So, who are you?"

The Conqueror King Iskandar withdrew the smile on his face and became serious. He couldn't tolerate someone trying to deceive the king.

Moreover, it was an important moment to call each other names on the battlefield, which was the greatest insult to him.

"If you don't want to say it, you don't have to say it, but if you deliberately deceived me, can you bear the responsibility?"

Arturia also took a step forward, a cold light flashed in her holy blue eyes.

"I am King Arthur who once ruled Great Britain. Unknown servant, can I take your words and deeds as a provocation against me?"

Obviously, whether as a knight or as a king, Artoria also cannot bear such humiliation.

At the same time, in a high-end dessert shop in Fuyuki City.

In the past two days, Mei Li, who has cheated food and drink through illusions due to being penniless, is about to enjoy the strawberry cake that was just placed in front of her.

The girl picked up the spoon, glanced out of the window with her crystal-like violet eyes, and muttered as she moved the cake to her mouth.

"It seems that we can continue to fish today. A group of idiots who often stay in their heroic seats and don't do tasks. In the end, they don't even know the crown."

"Humph!"

Facing the people's questioning, the old man of the mountain snorted coldly, and swept his blue eyes to a dark corner by the warehouse in front left.

"You guys, are you talking about that idiot, the man with a hundred looks?"

Under the gaze of the old man on the mountain, no one else noticed the abnormal darkness there, and suddenly trembled violently.

Then, a figure wearing a skull mask and a torn black cloak appeared. It was Hassan No. 2, who had been hiding in the dark for a long time.

"Assassin? This is Assassin!?"

Looking at the standard attire, Weber exclaimed in disbelief.

Emiya Kiritsugu and Kenneth couldn't help but frowned, vaguely aware that the seemingly brutal battle last night was not as simple as it seemed.

"Kirei, what's going on here? Why did Hassan show up on his own initiative? This will disrupt our plan!"

Tohsaka Tokiomi scolded Kotomine Kirei sharply, and the elegant appearance he had been able to handle with ease before almost collapsed.

But Kanmine Kirei was puzzled by Monk Joer as he couldn't figure out what happened, so he had to give an explanation first.

"Master, Hassan acted on his own. I used a command spell to stop it, but I still couldn't stop it."

Under the watchful eyes of Diarmuid, Iskandar, Artoria and others, Baimao Hassan 2 showed the fastest speed in his life like black lightning.

He scrambled and ran to the face of the old man of the mountain, not daring to look at the skull mask, so he knelt down on the ground and shouted loudly.

"The No. 19 'Old Man in the Mountain', Hassan, with all his looks, pays the most sincere respect to the great first-generation master!"

The old man on the mountain ignored the big bow of Hassan No. 2, and said indifferently:

"It's true that I didn't come here as an Assassin, but I can't pretend to be an old man in the mountains."

Baimao Hassan 2 trembled all over when he heard the words, and suddenly he didn't even dare to take a breath, as if he felt the storm that was brewing under the calm weather.

Without hesitation, he straightened up again, then knocked his head a few times without fancy, and shouted with his loudest voice:

"We, the elders in the mountains, are all descendants who inherited the name of the first Lord Hassan. If the first generation can't call himself Hassan, who dares to call himself?"

"You are the undisputed leader of our Hassan!"

The resolute words of Baimao Hassan No. 2 made Artoria and other servants present look at the old man in astonishment, still a little unbelievable.

"Yes! My face is the death of the old man, and my sword is the judgment of the old man. The king of the foreign land, the brave knight."

"I am the old man in the mountain among the old men in the mountain. I am the existence standing above Hassan in the nineteenth generation, and at the same time, I am also the restraining force of Hassan."

"That is, Hassan who killed Hassan."

Baimao Hassan No. 2, who was kneeling on the ground, was shaking violently like sifting chaff, and almost fainted on the spot after hearing the last murderous words of the old man on the mountain.

"When the old man in the mountain rots, falls, and strays from the way, I will appear before him."

"The old men in the mountains of all ages saw my mask when they were dying, and no one can escape from my sword."

"Therefore, the person who can see my mask is the real old man in the mountain."

The deep words of the old man on the mountain dispelled the last trace of doubt in the hearts of Arturia and other servants and masters like a gust of wind, but the matter did not end completely.

The old man of the mountain held the big sword stuck in the ground with his right hand, pulled it out and held it in his hand, and slowly stepped forward, a strong blue ghost fire was burning on the pitch-black hideous armor.

Wang Hassan slammed into the three of Iskandar with a suffocating force as the waves hit the shore, making them protect their respective Masters behind them.

"Although I was born as a Berserker this time, my identity as Hassan cannot be questioned. This is also an insult to me!"

Chapter 23 Heaven and earth, I am the only one

"Hahahahaha, so it is! So it is!"

Iskandar looked up at the man on the mountain and laughed loudly. He touched the back of his head with his big hand, with a fearless smile on his face.

"In the end, this is really my mistake. It's my ignorance. I really didn't expect that there would be one Hassan before the eighteen Hassans!"

"Therefore, I hope you can accept my sincere apology."

The outstanding deeds of the King of Conquerors also awakened Arturia and Diarmuid, who were on alert.

After all, as the party who raised the question, it seems that they are at fault for this matter.

"Your Excellency, the Old Man of the Mountain, it was a great honor for me to fight against an existence like you before."

Diarmuid pointed the tip of the two guns in his hand to the ground, and performed a textbook-like knight etiquette to the mountain old man.

"This incident is my fault. If you want to use a duel to wash away your shame, Diarmuid Audina swears in the name of a knight that he will definitely fight!"

As a knight, Diarmuid believes in justice, but Artoria is a king first and a knight second.

But she, who is hailed as a model of knights, will not allow herself to remain silent after making such an obvious mistake.

Arturia held the invisible sword in her right hand, clasped her left hand on the armor on her chest, and lowered her head slightly.

"Me too, I am sorry for the unintentional offense. If you want to end it with a duel, you have no objection!"

Faced with the apologies from the king and the knights, the man on the mountain stopped, but the oppression that had been condensed to the extreme did not weaken at all.

Although he is now a Berserker job title, it doesn't mean that his sanity will be affected.

The old man of the mountain thinks that he is also a reasonable person, since the other party has taken the initiative to lower his stance, he will not pursue him closely.

As the ceiling of the crown, he still doesn't want to care too much about some juniors who haven't touched his bottom line.

"I can accept your apology, but each of you must accept my knife, and the matter will be over."

The magnanimous man of the mountain chose to forgive Iskandar and others for their rudeness, and made an extremely simple request, taking his tie A.

"Hahahaha, yes, the king is willing to accept this friendly proposal."

Iskandar was the first to respond. As the King of Conquerors, he has his own arrogance and will not be afraid of the King of the Mountain.

It was just a knife, and the kid who brushed the gun just now had received it countless times during the battle.

Will he be weaker than the one who brushes the gun if he is the king of conquerors?

After Diarmuid and Artoria asked their Master for instructions, they also agreed to the request of the Mountain Man.

From Kenneth and Emiya Kiritsugu's point of view, it was too profitable to be able to know the true identity of a servant at such a small price.

Just when the atmosphere on the field had just eased, a burst of golden light emerged in midair, and the blond-haired red-eyed servant lifted his spirit form and revealed his long-hidden figure in front of everyone.

"Clap!"

Accompanied by the sound of the gold soles colliding with aluminum and iron, Gilgamesh stood firmly on top of the street lamp, with his arms folded in front of his chest, and looked down at everyone present with extremely disdainful eyes.

"Hmph! I didn't expect that two of the rats who pretended to be king behind my back would come out in one night."

"Huh? This is really hard to agree with."

Iskandar looked up at Gilgamesh who suddenly appeared, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and said solemnly:

"No matter how you say it, this king is a world-famous king of conquerors. If you also call yourself king, then you must not be afraid of claiming your name, right?"

"joke!"

Gilgamesh reprimanded him sharply without hesitation, stepped on the street lamp, and burst out with violent murderous aura.

"The hero who can really be called the king is the only one in the sky and the world, and the others are just bastards who pretend to be numbers."

Accompanied by Gilgamesh's words, golden ripples swayed in the surrounding space, revealing countless magical weapons shining with cold light.

"Besides, if you are lucky enough to see the real face of the king but don't know who this king is, there is no need for that stupid bastard to continue living in this world!"

Gilgamesh released his arrogance wantonly, intending to completely subdue everyone present under him.

When Gilgamesh appeared, the old man of the mountain turned into fire and returned to Matou Sakura in an instant. The young girl still faced the unscrupulous oppression of the followers.

The man on the mountain didn't really care about Gilgamesh's arrogance, anyway, he was just a low-end version that couldn't stand a serious blow.

If you really want to fight him twice, Gilgamesh should open the ability of those eyes first.

"Grandpa, grandpa..."

Matou Sakura, who was hiding behind the old man of the mountain, called out and tugged at the corner of the old man's clothes with her small hands.

"What is it? Contractor."

The mountain man lowered his head, and then he saw Matou Sakura pointing at Gilgamesh with her tiny finger.

"That golden guy seems to be a servant of the Tohsaka family. I was adopted by my father, no, it was Tohsaka Tokiomi who agreed to adopt me to the Matou family."

"Oh? Then what does the contractor mean?"

The old man of the mountain was a little puzzled when he heard the words, so he asked Matou Sakura again.

"Well, I think, I want grandpa to beat him up. I want Tohsaka Tokiomi to know that grandpa is the best! The so-called strongest follower he summoned with confidence is no match for grandpa !!"

"This is the first time that you, the contractor, have asked me for something. If that's the case, then I'll take over the job."

After the old man of the mountain sighed, he lightly agreed to Matou Sakura's trivial wish.

At this time, Gilgamesh was controlling the King's Treasure and pointed his finger at Iskandar who dared to speak harshly, and his red snake pupils narrowed slightly.

As long as Iskandar does not bow his head obediently and surrender, then Gilgamesh will directly punish his king and make him withdraw from the Holy Grail War.

Just when Gilgamesh was about to question the King of Conquerors, Matou Sakura was pointing at him from the corner of his eye.

For Gilgamesh, even making people eligible to visit him is considered a great gift, and how can he tolerate others not being in awe of himself as a king.

In an instant, the direction that the King's Treasure was aiming at changed immediately, and the astonishing magic power increased.

"Hey, the guy over there pointing fingers at me, do you have any dissatisfaction with me?"

Chapter 24 The First Maniac of All Time

Matou Sakura, who was already timid, was scolded so sharply by Gilgamesh, she immediately withdrew her small hands and carried her behind her back, and moved her petite body to the back of the mountain old man.

The eyes of the standing mountain old man lit up with a bright red light like blood, and the dark blue fire wrapped around the big sword, making a crackling sound of exploding air.

Although he and Gilgamesh were old acquaintances, he still couldn't bear the kid's stinky mouth that couldn't spit out ivory.

However, the Servants who descended in the Holy Grail War are just one aspect of each heroic spirit, that is, the appearance of a certain period in the so-called short life.

And according to the impression of the man on the mountain, Gilgamesh, who was standing in front of him defiantly and talking nonsense, was at the worst time in his life.

Although even in other periods, it seems that there are bad habits of opening mouth miscellaneous cultivation and closing mouth bastards.

"This king can tolerate the rudeness of children. After all, for a country, children are the hope of the future."