Locomotor Stop Here (cont.)

Now, Cursed Arm finally realized that although Zealot was powerful, all she could offer was her strength; she didn't actually have any potential as an assassin. It was completely wrong to judge her by the standards of an Assassin. He no longer expected Zealot to be of any use; it would be enough for her to just follow orders in battle.

She is undoubtedly the Servant who needs her Master the most.

At this point, Cursed-Arm Hassan sighed, then stared intently at Rovey behind his mask before saying, "However, this time it can be considered a blessing in disguise. Meeting you, the Prophet, has greatly eased our tense situation."

"As combatants, you and your two other knights are naturally incredibly powerful, both being Servant no weaker than that great Persian hero. I am extremely pleased and welcome this. With the First Hassan's intervention and your status, as a junior, I am naturally prepared to use myself as a weapon for others. This is my homeland where I actually lived, and I am willing to make any sacrifice to protect it."

"But I will also judge for myself whether you truly have the potential to lead us to victory, and I will not back down on that."

"So... you want to fight me?"

Rovey stroked his chin and asked the serious-looking Cursed Arm in front of him.

These Heroic Spirit do indeed share this problem: pride. They need to see things for themselves before making a decision. After all, they are not machines or programs; they don't blindly follow orders. You must demonstrate the value and strength commensurate with your position.

Even Kai and Percival were convinced of his own strength before they became obedient. Since the situation was urgent and everyone had already started talking, Rovey didn't mind reasoning with Cursed-Arm Hassan and appealing to his emotions.

However, it's the "principle" in physics.

Moreover, ever since he entered the village, he has had a creepy feeling of being spied on, which is very uncomfortable.

Rovey knew that it was highly likely that King Hassan was watching him. After all, King Hassan appeared on his own initiative when he tried to impersonate him to win over the Hassan.

Just now in the Mountain Village, when he noticed that the other party did not have the blessing of an angel, he realized that the other party must be real.

The other party is probably still watching him, but since he has taken the initiative to endorse it, it means that they do not object to him posing as the Prophet and continuing to lead the Hassan.

After all, the remaining Hassan are just a bunch of worthless trash. Hundred Faces, Serenity, Cursed Arm, and Zealot. Even if the four of them attacked together, they would be easily wiped out by Gawain or Lancelot, who are three times larger. If they were allowed to continue playing, there would be nothing left.

That's probably why King Hassan entrusted them to his care.

Is this considered mutually beneficial?

I guess so, since it's a win-win situation.

Since that's the case, then he has to do a good job and live up to this trust, otherwise...

Rovey felt that this old man might jump out at any moment and strike him with a sword.

Therefore, he now wants to regain all of Hassan's approval and become the true ruler of the Mountain Village.

Rovey couldn't help but think of Gilgamesh's famous line, "The king shall bear it, the king shall acknowledge it, the king shall decide the world."

"No, no, no... I am not qualified to fight you."

Upon hearing this, Cursed Arm hurriedly shook his head and explained, "You are Musa, the Prophet. It is impossible for us to disrespect you, both morally and logically. The two knights you brought are enough to prove the point. In addition, my strength is probably inferior to that junior, Zealot, so I will not go forward and humiliate myself."

"So how do you plan to test me?" Rovey countered.

"I'm sorry, that wasn't a test. I was just worried about your influence as a member of another sect, which is why you dislike the Mountain People and don't cherish them in your command."

"So... you want to?"

"I implore you, please cherish the life of every Mountain People. We Hassan are already dead, merely 'outsiders' summoned here. Even if we die, it doesn't matter; even our existence is nothing more than a phantom that doesn't exist here. But the children in the Mountain Village, and my fellow villagers, cannot be treated this way. Their future is not something to be gambled with; they are the hope of the future, the last remaining seeds of life in this dead land. That is why I disregard rank and defy the First Hassan's orders to dare to make this request to you."

"Hmm, I see... Cursed-Arm Hassan, you really are unparalleled in loyalty."

"I dare not accept such praise."

"I see."

After listening to Cursed Arm's request, Rovey nodded and replied, "You're absolutely right. Children are the hope for humanity's future, and we must protect these villages no matter what. You did a great job on that, and I'll remember that."

"However, you're wrong about one thing."

Please correct me.

"Cursed Arm said respectfully."

"Fool! No one's life is something to be thrown away so easily. Whether it's you, Hyakko, Serenity, or that stupid Zealot, you are not phantoms of the past, but heroes who answered the call to save Human Order. So I will never let you die so easily."

As he spoke, Rovey's expression became extremely serious. He looked at the Cursed Arm and said earnestly, "From now on, I will lead you to victory! To victory fair and square!"

"You... are truly an ambitious person. Such a frightening ambition is truly admirable."

Upon hearing this, Cursed Arm Wrist finally found his answer and looked at Rovey with a genuine smile.

"I, Assassin Cursed-Arm Hassan, am at your disposal in the battle to come!"

"I have already spread the word about your search for the stranger, and everyone in the Hassan Order has already started to take action. I believe we will have news soon."

"... Is that so? Thank you for your trouble. I'll lead you from here on out. Hmm? Cursed Arm, what's that... black smoke over there?"

Rovey suddenly glanced out the window and noticed plumes of black smoke rising in the distance.

"—!?"

Upon hearing his reminder, the person sitting directly opposite him, Cursed Arm, showed utter astonishment and hurriedly jumped to the ground.

"That's a signal fire! It means the village is about to be invaded by enemies!"

"Damn it... how could they have arrived so quickly! Weren't they supposed to arrive tomorrow?"

Cursed Arm's expression was extremely serious. He hurriedly pushed open the door and rushed out.

The moment Cursed Arm left the room, he saw Kyoko squatting outside, writing "I am a useless, worthless assassin" on the ground with a twig. He quickly woke up the dazed and Zealot who hadn't even noticed the smoke signals, and told her to stay here to protect the Prophet he went to check on the situation.

As wisps of black smoke rose, the entire Mountain Village visibly became bustling with activity.

Zealot then realized what had happened.

"Black smoke signals... that means there's enemy intrusion...?!"

She was about to set off to provide assistance, but remembering that Senior Cursed Arm had instructed her to protect the Prophet, Zealot quickly stopped.

"Ah!!"

At that moment, Rovey came out of the room, Zealot unsure how to face him.

Seeing the little fool's terrible performance, Rovey didn't say anything. He simply grabbed her arm and made her take him to find the scout.

"Oh oh."

Led by Zealot, Rovey found a villager running back from outside the village, panting heavily. He seemed to be a scout from the village.

"Kyō, Zealot -sama! There's... there's an enemy invasion...!"

Upon seeing the person he was looking for, Rovey ignored the uneasy Zealot and stepped forward, asking, "Calm down first. Tell me the exact location? What's the size of the enemy?"

Rovey reached out to try to calm the other person down, and the latter finally caught his breath.

"They're... they're monsters! They're gathered at the entrance to that village, there are about thirty of them!!"

Upon hearing this terrifying number, Zealot's expression changed drastically.

"A monster? I see..."

Rovey immediately understood what the other party meant. He initially thought it was the Lion King's Purification Knights coming, but if it was a monster, then he understood what was going on.

"Sphinx, right? Tell me, is it a monster with a human face, an animal body, and wings—a complex combination of features?"

He asked to confirm.

"Yes, yes, yes! It's that Sphinx you mentioned. Not only that, more than twenty have gathered in this village, and this time there are fifty of them all at once!! Last time, Shining Star Hassan and Demon Blade Hassan were torn to pieces by more than twenty of these monsters while protecting us!"

The villager who rushed back said with a sorrowful expression.

"So it's called the Sphinx... but why are there so many of them?"

Upon hearing this, Zealot's expression suddenly became tense.

She had fought alongside Hassan and his predecessors against these monsters before, so she naturally knew how powerful they were. On that occasion, just over twenty of them forced them to sacrifice two of their predecessors to protect the villagers. This time, over fifty of them appeared, clearly intending to raze the Mountain Village to the ground in one fell swoop.

With our current strength, it's simply impossible to defeat such a massive army of divine beasts.

"I think I understand the situation. That's Pharaoh Ozymandias's divine beast army. The reason they found this place on such a large scale is probably because the Lion King's side has made too much noise. The Sun King urgently needs this strategic location to prepare for war."

"Damn it! Bai Mao, didn't she already go to assassinate Ozymandias? Why is this happening? Did she fail again after all?"

Upon hearing this, Zealot said angrily.

When it comes to Cursed Arm, Serenity uses respectful terms like "senior," but when it comes to Baimao, she calls him by his full name. What a blatant double standard!

However, this incident really can't be blamed on Hundred-Faced Hassan, after all, the opponent is Rameses II, a top-tier Servant is guaranteed to be second among the three Golden Targets and is vying for first place.

In the Azure Silver set, even taking on three opponents at once, including top-tier Heroic Spirit, is not a problem at all.

King Hassan was just hanging around the village. If he hadn't helped, Hundred-Faced Hassan would have risked his life to assassinate him.

"No, we absolutely cannot let those Sphinx into the village! They are incredibly terrifying Phantasmal Species; ordinary people are utterly helpless against them! Even if it costs me my life, I must..."

Zealot's eyes were slightly red. She clenched her fists tightly, wanting to rush out and help.

However, she knew that achieving an absolute disparity in strength between herself and the enemy wouldn't be effective if she went alone, so...

Zealot looked at Rovey beside her, anxiously seeking his help, for he was the only one who could help the entire Mountain People now.

Although she knew she had no right to make any demands on Rovey, whom she had always slandered.

"Prophet! The army of divine beasts is coming! What should we do now?!"

Just as Zealot was getting anxious, Kai and Percival, sensing that something was wrong, ran back with Cursed-Arm Hassan and asked Rovey about his next plan and actions. Cursed Arm looked particularly anxious and earnestly begged Rovey for help.

In this situation, Hassan alone would only be slaughtered by the enemy; only with the help of the Prophet and the other two knights would he have any chance of survival.

"Kay, Percival, you two go and hold off the twenty-odd Sphinxes over here. Cursed Arm, you go and organize the Mountain People to move to a safe place."

Upon hearing this, Rovey immediately issued new instructions.

"No problem! Leave it to me, Prophet."

Upon hearing the order, Kai agreed without hesitation, then shouldered his sword, ready to wreak havoc on all sides.

Percival, standing to the side, nodded respectfully. "I guarantee I will not fail in my mission."

Upon receiving the order, the two ignored Cursed Arm and Zealot's thoughts and charged out with their weapons.

"Wait a minute..."

Seeing them leave, Cursed Arm looked anxious. "What about the Prophet thirty Prophet's? Me and Zealot alone might not be able to help much, but we'll still try our best to hold back those Demonic Beasts, so the kills will be..."

"Wait a moment."

Rovey raised his hand to stop him from continuing.

"Listen to my instructions, Cursed Arm, you go and organize the evacuation of the Mountain People."

"But... what about the other thirty Demonic Beast?"

Cursed Arm Wrist looked anxious; he thought Rovey was going to abandon another village.

"I'll handle it."

After uttering those four words, Rovey didn't even give him time to react. He grabbed the hand of the Zealot next to him, hugged her, and leaped away, steadily stepping on the breeze, leaving the place at top speed.

"Etc--!"

Under Cursed Arm's astonished gaze, Kai, Percival, Rovey, and Zealot all vanished, leaving him as the only Servant left in the entire village.

"This is too reckless! Thirty Sphinx —that number of Demonic Beast is simply suicide for those two!"

Cursed Arm frantically wanted to go and help, but when he heard the cries for help from the Mountain People, he couldn't bring himself to take a step.

Rovey is right. Rushing over there wouldn't be of much help. The most urgent thing now is to organize our compatriots to evacuate.

"Prophet, over there! Once we cross this cliff, we'll reach the village next door."

On the other side of the sky, under Zealot's command, Rovey took a shortcut and rushed over.

Because of the unique geographical location of the Mountain Village, the method of traveling by riding the wind with the help of Raphael's power was particularly useful and efficient. Rovey even arrived near the neighboring village faster than Zealot had expected.

"It really is the Sphinx..."

With the breeze beneath his feet, Rovey steadily reached the edge of the village and immediately spotted the herd of Demonic Beast rushing towards the Mountain Village in the distance.

"What a terrifying number!"

Zealot immediately got out of his arms, looked at the surging horde of Demonic Beast ahead, and his fingers trembled uncontrollably.

She realized that against Demonic Beast of this size, she alone would probably be torn to shreds in an instant, and even with the Prophet, it probably wouldn't make much of a difference.

"Kyō, Zealot! And this young man who fell from the sky, hurry, run! I've seen those terrifying behemoths before; killing a person is as easy as swatting an ant—!!"

The residents responsible for keeping watch nearby shouted loudly at Zealot and Rovey after they saw them appear, while still remembering to throw special wood that could produce black smoke into the campfire.

Despite his trembling voice and utterly terrified expression, he did not flee at the last moment.