The Fanatic (Continued)

"..."

Realizing this, the two fell silent and then looked around at the increasingly suspicious mountainous and desert environment.

After all, they were battle-hardened warriors, and sacrifice and separation were naturally part of their lives. Moreover, Gareth was now on the other side, so the two of them quickly put aside what they had seen in their dreams and continued to be vigilant about their surroundings.

Being on the battlefield, one naturally needs to remain vigilant at all times, which is a major reason why they stand up again at the slightest sound.

But when they looked around, they found nothing unusual, only the sandstorm that swept up at night and the reflections of tree branches swaying in the firelight.

Whew, whimper, whimper~

Soon after, a piercing wind began to blow around them.

Because of Jerusalem's geographical location, the surrounding area has a Mediterranean climate year-round. It is close to the desert, but also surrounded by mountains and forests. Therefore, the environment and climate in the two places have a huge difference between day and night. The days are scorching hot, while the nights are extremely cold, often with strong winds and even sandstorms.

Although sandstorms are common in the desert, tonight's gale was too strange. Kay and Percival stared in astonishment at the sweeping storm and the increasingly gloomy air around them, feeling utterly bewildered.

After a long while, Percival, who possessed the blessing of "Heavy Rock," was the first to notice the situation around the mountains.

"Kai, there's someone nearby, something's around," Percival said.

"What?"

Not only him, but Kai also vaguely sensed something. He wrapped his sword in flames and then suddenly flung it into the night sky, illuminating the surrounding darkness. In that instant, they also saw the shadow in the darkness.

However, after realizing that their location had been illuminated by the light, suddenly, the night's sandstorm intensified, and a cloud of purple smoke swept in with the sandstorm. Kay and Percival sensed that the fog was not right and might be poisonous, so they quickly retreated, not forgetting to call Rovey to leave with them.

They all realized that someone lurking in the shadows was trying to ambush them; all these strange occurrences were clearly the work of the other party.

Although it's uncertain whether they were sent by the Lion King, the enemy is in the shadows while they are in the open, so the most urgent task now is to evacuate.

However, Rovey, seemingly sensing something, did not rush to retreat. At this moment, he was stroking his chin thoughtfully as he approached the purple smoke spreading from the shadows.

At that moment, a slender figure suddenly appeared from the drifting purple smoke, and with a "whoosh!" a dark red light flashed in the purple smoke, followed by an arm that suddenly stretched out and rushed towards his chest without warning.

"——Delusional Delusion Heartbeat (Zabaniya)!!"

A deep female voice echoed in his ear. The woman's eyes pierced through the smoke as she glared fiercely at Rovey before coldly saying, "Heretic, die!!"

"Huh? Heretics?"

Upon hearing this name and seeing that she was simultaneously using a combination of roughly three Hassan abilities: King Hassan's Sandstorm, Hassan of the Drunken Mist's Purple Smoke, and Cursed-Arm Hassan's signature move, Rovey was certain that the attacker who had been watching him was who it was.

Although I don't quite understand why she would appear in the Sixth Singularity this time, considering that all the Hassan of all generations have indeed appeared among the Mountain People, it's not too surprising that even a fanatical follower like her, who doesn't belong to the Hassan, would appear on this land.

However, this title...

His current alias is Moses, and his God Child status comes from the Old Testament of the Bible. Islam also recognizes the Old Testament and refers to him as Musa, one of the great Prophet. So even if this guy doesn't acknowledge being the God Child, he should at least acknowledge Prophet identity of a prophet. To open his mouth like a heretic is truly incomprehensible to him.

Little sister, have you not even understood your own family's scriptures? No wonder this girl can't become Hassan. She didn't even investigate her own family's scriptures, nor did she investigate the other party's identity and strength before making a move. If the order is handed over to her, it will probably be wiped out in one fell swoop.

"Not good!!"

Seeing that Rovey was surrounded by purple smoke and that scarlet arm that kept extending, Kai was shocked. He immediately drew his Fiery Longsword and charged towards Rovey with all his might.

The Saint is their only chance to save Artoria now. How could he allow the Saint to die here? And as a knight, if he allows his leader to be approached and assassinated by the enemy, how could he possibly live with himself and his reputation intact?!

Although Kai had shouted loudly and tried his best to take a step, the arm extended much faster than expected.

"It's no use, heretic, you're already dead."

The next moment, Zealot's fingers successfully touched Rovey's chest. Then, without any hesitation, she reached forward and pulled back, bursting out with a blinding red light. She returned to her original position with her spoils of war, and then fully revealed herself. She was a beautiful young woman with a graceful figure and black hair, wearing a veil. Her clothing was traditional Islamic, or rather Persian, with a unique exotic flair.

At this moment, the girl was smiling as she looked at Rovey, whose heart had been ripped out, enjoying the gruesome death of the heretic as much as possible.

"Go and die."

--Bang!!

The heavy weight in her hand was instantly crushed, as if something had exploded. But under Zealot's expectant gaze, the response wasn't the gruesome death of the heretic. Instead, there stood Rovey, who should have had his heart ripped out and been crushed to death in agony, yet he seemed completely unaffected, quietly meeting her gaze. His eyes showed no pain or despair, only a hint of amusement and surprise.

"What?! I just ripped your heart out, how could you be alright?!"

Upon seeing this, the smile and composure on Zealot's face vanished without a trace, replaced by surprise and astonishment.

Her eyes were fixed on Rovey in front of her, trying to see something in his eyes, but no matter how she looked, there was nothing wrong with his body. The place where she should have ripped out his heart was now only filled with white powder drifting in the evening breeze.

"Surprised? If you are, then take a good look at what you have in your hand."

Seeing Zealot's astonishment, Rovey didn't offer much explanation but instead showed her what she had in her hand.

"This is..."

Looking at the pool of bright red liquid flowing in her hand, Zealot was slightly taken aback, because she realized that it was not blood, but the juice that flowed out when the pomegranate was broken.

In Christianity culture, the pomegranate has a close symbolic connection with Jesus, but it is generally not said that the pomegranate is Jesus' heart. Instead, it is associated with Jesus' blood, suffering, and resurrection.

Because the bright red juice of the pomegranate is similar in color to the blood flowing from the heart of Christ, and the split pomegranate symbolizes the blood left by Jesus during his martyrdom, foreshadowing the eternal life that Jesus will bring to believers after his resurrection, such a ritual exists in Christianity. It was originally used to replace the heart for short-term life extension. Just now, she wanted to take out her heart, so Rovey Wei gave her this pomegranate.

"It is a pomegranate, the heart of the God Child, the blood flowing from the Prophet Isa," Rovey replied.

In Islam, Jesus is called "Isa" and is considered one of the important Prophet sent to mankind by Allah.

Logically speaking, the hint he gave was already quite obvious; even this Zealot in front of him should have come over and talked honestly by now.

However...

"You damned heretic, how dare you use the term 'heretic' to slander the great Isa! Die!!"

Upon hearing Isa's name from Rovey, Zealot immediately regarded it as blasphemy and insult, and her temper became even more volatile.

At this moment, the killing intent emanating from her eyes became even more ferocious, and she decisively used another Hassan's ability in the shortest distance and in the shortest time.

" —Unthinking Acceleration!!"

Her beautiful body trembled slightly in the next moment, and then the magic on her surface began to surge continuously. The dazzling magical light was like a star in the night sky. Then, without any hesitation, she rushed directly towards Rovey, her speed far exceeding that of Kai, who was desperately rushing over.

This Noble Phantasm originates from Shining Star Hassan. Its essence is speed. By burning Magic Circuits and compressing magical power, it continuously increases its speed, transforming into a flash of light before the enemy can react, directly piercing the enemy's head and escaping safely.

Zealot used Hassan's ability to rip out hearts because she saw that Cursed-Arm Hassan had no effect. She didn't care whether she could escape from Kay and Percival afterward. All she wanted now was to kill this heretic who called her by Isa real name and compared himself to him.

'Isn't she just a lunatic? She deserved to have lost the election to Hundred-Faced Hassan!!'

Seeing that Zealot had burned her magic and charged at him again, Rovey gained a new understanding of Zealot's mind.

At first, he also felt it was a bit unreasonable that the Zealot had learned all the abilities of the eighteen Hassan lost to the weakling, the Hundred-Faced Hassan. But now, he felt it was perfectly reasonable.

How can you carry out assassinations and lead a group if you don't have even a little bit of brains?

The moment the Noble Phantasm was activated, Zealot's figure instinctively traversed hundreds of meters, arriving in an instant before Rovey's eyes. Furthermore, in order to deliver a fatal blow, she also attached another Noble Phantasm to her outstretched palm.

"——Delusion Poison Body (Zabaniya)!!"

This is the signature skill of Serenity Hassan, a special poison that can kill with a single blow at any time, and can even kill an elephant with just a touch.

The two Noble Phantasm working together rapidly amplify the poison; this combination could potentially put even Lancelot, who is meeting the enemy for the first time, at a great disadvantage.

Only...

"Too young."

Seeing this, Rovey showed no mercy, directly reversing the position of his body and the soil, and his body disappeared from the spot without hesitation, leaving Zealot empty-handed. Then, to Kuang Xinzi's astonishment, he reappeared behind her. Upon seeing this, Zealot suddenly mixed purple smoke with deadly poison, intending to envelop Rovey behind her, creating a scene that was overwhelming.

But Rovey's steps did not stop. He simply raised his cane and tapped it lightly on the ground. In an instant, Raphael's power mercilessly swept the poisonous fog into the sky, completely dispersing it. Facing the Zealot charging at him again, whose speed and trajectory were seen through by his eyes, he used his saintly physique and the top-grade magic wand in his hand to swing it directly at her head.

Call out!!

Bang!!!

It certainly sounds like a good start.

In just a moment, Zealot felt Venus appear before her eyes, and then her body was sent flying hundreds of meters away by Rovey like a cannonball, forcibly brought to a stop.

Although it looks complicated and full of tricks, the only thing that actually comes out is the flashy and unpredictable Zealot.

It only took Rovey three rounds to crush her, two of which were for a peaceful resolution, giving her a little hint. Otherwise, when she opened up, Rovey could have pierced her head.

If we had to make an analogy, the difference between the two of them at this moment is no different from Mordred raising her sword to challenge the Lion King who has become a god, or Gilgamesh holding his Ea to confront the Awakened Buddha.

The reason her brain didn't split open mid-air was because she had shown mercy.

"Oh my goodness..."

Then, after about ten seconds, Kai, who had run to the vicinity of Rovey, was completely stunned by what he saw.

Although they knew that Rovey, they thought that the Saint was the kind of Magus- type Servant who liked to use miracles and make preparations. After all, they had never seen Rovey fight directly in melee combat. He always used all kinds of miracles and summoned angels to fight, so it would be very dangerous if an assassin rushed in.

But seeing it with my own eyes tonight, putting everything else aside, the speed of his reaction and the scene of him swinging his cane to hit someone at the end were enough to shock me.

Percival, in particular, couldn't help but recall that utterly absurd story from the Bible: the legend that Moses parted the Red Sea. However, there were different conclusions about how he actually parted the Red Sea. Some said it was a miracle given by God, while others said he punched through the Red Sea with his own strength.

Percival initially thought that the idea of splitting the sea with a single punch was an exaggeration, but now it seems that it's not impossible.

It's really hard to imagine how powerful this Saint's seemingly frail body actually is.

However, Saint is Saint. Even when it comes to hitting women, he doesn't hesitate at all. He truly deserves to be called a great sage. He is indeed free from the troubles of the secular world.

"Uh... what's wrong with me?"

In the distance, Zealot had rolled countless times on the mountainside like a cannonball, stood up groggily, clutching his bleeding forehead. The murderous intent in his eyes had suddenly become much clearer after being struck by the cane.

Although the resentment and disgust for the heretics in her heart had not subsided in the slightest, Zealot was not a fool. She realized that she had no chance of defeating this bastard who insulted Isa by comparing himself to him. All she could do now was to retreat first and then go back to find her Hassan predecessors to take revenge together.

Unlike the Knights of the Round Table, who were bound by morality and chivalry and unwilling to flee easily, the assassins, led by Hassan, were able to act more freely. Therefore, upon seeing the situation turn against them, Zealot leaped up and immediately fled.

"Hmph, trying to escape!"

Seeing that the other party wanted to escape, Kaden, who had just been tricked by the other party, was not happy. He drew his sword and prepared to chase after the seriously injured Zealot, and then kill her, or drag her back for a good interrogation.

"No need, let her go."

However, Rovey reached out in time to stop Kai's pursuit.

Of course, this wasn't because he felt sorry for her. If he really wanted to kill her, Zealot wouldn't have had a chance to escape. Rather, what he wanted was for Zealot to escape so that she could explain their situation to the other Hassan and then have a smart Hassan come over to talk to them. Zealot's life could be considered a gift to the Hassan.

If the Zealot didn't tell the other Hassan about their affair, then of course it wouldn't matter.

The force of that strike with the cane wasn't just a simple impact; a magical power had already struck Zealot's body. As long as she returned to Hassan's village, he could follow the clues and find her without any loss.

Moreover, if used properly, this madman could indeed be a formidable fighting force, and could be released to fight Agravaine in the future, so keeping him around for the time being is fine.

"All right."

Hearing Rovey's instructions, Kai had some doubts but did not object.

Because he knew he was not suited to be a leader, much less a strategist. Whether in his past life or now, he was at best a knight. As for leadership, he only needed to obey the Saint.

Percival is no exception; his obedience is even better than Kay's now.

But after Kyoko 'Zealot, Kai and Percival were completely unable to sleep.

After all, no one knows if some assassins will pop up after they fall asleep.

Although Rovey suggested they could go and rest, the two insisted on keeping watch, so in the end only Rovey went back to sleep.

However, they do have a plan for tomorrow's itinerary.

They originally thought they would wander around the desert for a long time without a map, but now, their first destination has arrived.

Let's go check out Hassan first, and then see if there's an opportunity to visit King Hassan. In short, we've definitely found our first place to stay.

As for whether the Hassan would agree to let them stay, Rovey thought that as long as they weren't madmen like the Zealot who would start a fight without asking any questions, the rest of the Hassan would most likely accept the Prophet.

Now, if we let the Zealot run around all night, we'll probably know its exact location.

Forget it, don't think about it too much, let's go to sleep...

Just as Rovey was preparing to sleep and rest, he suddenly realized that his limited space had become even more cramped. He opened his eyes and saw...

Kay and Percival were lying on either side of him, their eyes open, protecting him in the middle. The situation, with men on either side of him, immediately made the atmosphere strange.

Thinking of all the unofficial history about England, Rovey's brow twitched suddenly. He felt that his situation was becoming very dangerous. So, without any politeness, he kicked the two big, dumb-looking guys out and told them that if they wanted to keep watch, they should do it by the fire and not bother him.

"Roar roar roar roar roar—!!!"

But just as he was about to close his eyes, he heard a series of animal roars coming from the distant desert.

Startled, Kay and Percival immediately became alert, gripping their weapons tightly again and asking Rovey what they should do now.

Rovey simply nodded, indicating that he understood, then turned over, closed his eyes, and drifted off to sleep.

They are not the target of the other party, so there is no need to care.

"..."

Seeing how relaxed Rovey was, Kai, standing to the side, was completely convinced.

Percival remarked from the side, "Saint is Saint indeed; he remains calm even in the face of danger..."