Serenity Hassan

He looked at the smiling face in front of him and nodded slightly. Since his weapon wasn't there, he lightly touched the ground with his toes and quietly moved a few places towards the door.

Then--

He suddenly turned and ran!

Then, a loud "bang!" was heard, and a chain suddenly sprang up at the doorway of the room, tripping his ankle.

Agravaine used too much force and went too fast, so he couldn't dodge in time and fell to the ground with a thud, hitting his head on the ground.

"Come and catch them—!!"

Knowing he couldn't escape, he was about to shout for the soldiers to come over when several golden chains appeared out of thin air, gagging Agravaine and dragging him back into the dungeon.

Agravaine twitched a few times like a caterpillar, then gave up, turned to look at Rovey, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Rovey could tell what he meant; he was asking how he got in.

"Of course, we walked in openly and honestly."

Rovey returned to normal, then bent down to look at Agravaine in front of him and said, "Thanks to the illusion magic that Merry taught me, otherwise it would have been a bit of a waste for me to break in in my current physical condition. Besides, you might have been able to teleport when I came in, so I just borrowed your face."

"However, you are too harsh in leading your troops. Many people have seen through my disguise, but since they are doing things for you, it is their duty to do them well, and they will be punished if they do them poorly. So they all chose to do nothing rather than make a mistake. This is why I was able to get close to you so easily."

Looking at Rovey, who had revealed his true form and was wearing a sunny smile, especially his eyes that seemed to be smiling but weren't, Agravaine's eyes widened. He felt as if he had seen an angel, but also as if he had encountered a demon.

This guy is the one I've been looking for!

"--Bang!!"

Chapter 205 Serenity Hassan

Pretty boring...

This was probably what Rovey was thinking at the moment. He originally wanted to avoid fighting if possible, and try to rescue the person or find out whether Serenity Hassan was alive or dead with minimal losses.

So he used the illusion magic he learned from Merry to disguise himself and infiltrate.

Although his skill level was by no means low, the rather Purification Knights did not stop him from advancing.

However, his acting was a complete mess. Almost any soldier could tell from just a brief encounter that Agravaine had become somewhat amiable today.

He discovered this as soon as he slipped through the door.

However, due to Agravaine's usual harsh rule, apart from the Purification Knights, the rest of the soldiers, who were all recruited from refugees, had no respect or loyalty to him whatsoever. They were just here to clock in and out, and even if they discovered it, it was none of their business; they would just pretend they didn't see it.

This resulted in the Purification Knights not noticing, while the human soldiers noticed but chose not to intervene.

As a result, an Agravaine face could move unimpeded and silently infiltrate the depths of his stronghold.

So he found it quite boring.

Strict military discipline is a good thing; the more disciplined the army, the stronger it is. However, everything has its limits. Once those limits are exceeded, it will only lead to the opposite of what is desired.

It's no wonder that although Agravaine and Bedivere were both King Arthur's right-hand men, Artoria preferred to appoint Bedivere. Their personalities determined this aspect of their relationship, making it difficult for Agravaine to entrust them with important responsibilities.

"Serenity —hey, wake up."

Finally, after completely binding Agravaine, Rovey arrived below the suspended, Serenity Hassan.

At this moment, Serenity's slender body was bound by several black chains, completely unable to move, and her consciousness was on the verge of collapse.

These chains are not ordinary chains, but rather instruments of torture specifically designed for Heroic Spirit. Once bound, the spells on them will continuously absorb your magical energy and then transmit it to the ground along the chains. They can be considered a major weapon against Servant.

"Who are you...?"

Serenity Hassan groggily opened her bloodshot eyes and saw Rovey standing below her.

"You can just call me the Prophet; I'm here to save you."

As he spoke, Rovey was about to put the Serenity Hassan down from above his head.

"Prophet? No... don't touch me..."

Serenity Hassan looked down at Rovey, who was introducing himself, with great difficulty, trying to stop him from touching him. But Rovey had already Projection several throwing knives that severed the chains, and then tightly embraced the falling Serenity Hassan in his arms.

"Be careful, your body is on the verge of breaking down. It's a miracle you've lasted this long."

She didn't fall to the ground, but the impact of the fall still caused her already weakened consciousness to briefly lose consciousness. Seeing this, Rovey could only reach out and use his miracle to quickly heal her injuries.

Taking advantage of this moment, Rovey glanced at the unconscious Agravaine beside him, raised his hand, and prepared to finish the guy off right there.

This was not for such a naive reason as to avenge Serenity Hassan, as he had only just met Serenity Hassan.

Since they are enemies, there's no question of showing mercy.

Unlike the rebellious duo of Lancelot and Mordred, Agravaine's loyalty was truly stronger than the walls of Camelot. Once he chose to pledge allegiance to the Lion King, he would never change his mind and could not be won over.

However, just as he was about to finish off his opponent, a special magical power descended upon the fortress. After sensing the extremely familiar magical power behind him, Rovey could only silently withdraw his hand.

"You've arrived just in time, Artoria."

Looking back, he saw the phantom of the Lion King silently watching him, and that look in his eyes undoubtedly said something.

"You really do favor this guy. You didn't even show up when I lifted Mordred's blessing, and you only appeared when I was about to finish him off? Mordred is crying because of your favoritism!"

"..."

The Lion King ignored Rovey's teasing and calmly said, "Agravaine cannot die. Camelot cannot do without him at present."

Camelot is now in complete disarray thanks to the Magic King, and it will be difficult to stabilize the situation without Agravaine's governance.

"So you want me to let him go? If I don't agree, you'll throw the Holy Lance this way and wipe me out too, right?"

"That's right."

The Lion King's answer was also straightforward.

"One for one." Rovey pointed to the Serenity Hassan in his arms, then to the unconscious Agravaine on the ground not far away, making a concession.

"I'll take the Serenity with me, and leave Agravaine behind. You may depart now."

Without any response or further communication, the Lion King's phantom vanished, and the expected Holy Punishment did not materialize. As long as she sensed that Agravaine was still alive, she would not unleash the Holy Punishment.

Agravaine's death was forcibly interrupted by his service to the gods, and he was still able to live to the end.

However, while he couldn't kill him, Rovey could still manage to leave behind some small items. This lesson would probably be one he would never forget.

"Just enjoy it, Agravaine."

Soon after, on the wasteland surrounding the castle, after miraculously transferring a portion of his life and magic to Serenity Hassan to heal her injuries, Rovey carried her on his back and continued their journey across the wasteland.

The stars overhead were sparse, and although the wilderness stretched endlessly beneath my feet, it had regained its earthy color, a far cry from the previous darkness. Even the night wind had taken on a different feel.

Although it was still cool, it didn't feel bitterly cold or chilly; instead, it felt refreshingly cool and comfortable from the bottom of one's heart.

This is a good change...

"Is he still alive...?"

"Of course, you are still alive, and the whole world is still alive too."

Responding to the Serenity Hassan who had just regained consciousness, Rovey smiled and said, clearly in a good mood, leaving shallow footprints on the wasteland.

"No, it's you... You clearly touched me, but why..."

Rovey could tell that the Serenity Hassan lying on his back sounded very surprised, but there was also a lot of joy in his voice.

"It's probably because my constitution is a bit special, and in terms of compatibility, you are definitely inferior to me, so your poison won't affect me. However, it does feel a bit numb and tingly when I touch it."

Rovey smiled slightly. The feeling was like someone tickling him, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

"Anyway, now is not the time to discuss these things. Are you thirsty?"

He placed the Serenity Hassan, which he had been carrying on his back, on the ground, and then Rovey stretched out his arm.

"Come on, bite it open."

"...?"

Serenity Hassan's eyes were filled with confusion.

"I can use miracles to give you a part of my life force and injuries, but not my magic. You are too weak right now. Even if you sign a contract, it will take some time to recover. Using bodily fluids to replenish your magic is the fastest way."

"Body, bodily fluids... replenish mana!!"

Upon hearing this, Serenity Hassan blushed, but when she saw Rovey's outstretched arm, she immediately realized that she had misunderstood.

"... I understand, thank you."

Serenity Hassan carefully used his fangs to cut a wound on Rovey's arm, and bright red liquid began to flow down his arm. However, the expected smell of blood did not appear. Instead, the aroma of wine filled the entire wasteland.

"What... what is this?"

"My blood is also wine. Anyway, drink it. This blood is very special. If you don't drink it quickly, your wound may heal."

After a moment's hesitation, the Serenity Hassan blushed and pressed his lips to Rovey's wound, gently sucking as he experienced the wonderful sensation of human contact.

After a few breaths, her face regained its color, the magic power that had been drained was replenished, and her stiff body finally regained sensation.

"Would you like to form a contract with me next? Although your magic power has been restored, it should be much easier for you if I were to support you."

"Okay, okay, I'm willing."

Looking at the hand that Rovey extended, Serenity Hassan, pursed his tongue and then completed the Servant Contract with Rovey.

"Um... are you really Musa? Although I've heard of the Prophet's legends, I feel you should Moses more like Isa, and Jesus aura you exude is closer to..."

"Christianity?"

Serenity Hassan slowly stood up. After a week, she spread her arms and breathed in the fresh air again. At the same time, she looked at Rovey in front of her and said in a very low voice.

"Compared to Cursed Arm and Zealot, you are more intelligent, Serenity Hassan. I am truly sorry, but in order to better lead you, I borrowed the name of Musa. You are right, I am more like Isa than Musa, because I am the Isa of this generation, or rather, his successor. The previous Son of God is now one with the Holy Father and the Holy Spirit, and he can now be called my father."

Rovey did not deny it; he explained his situation very frankly.

"I did not mean to deceive you. Because of the Old Testament, I do have some characteristics of your sect. Although I am God Child Christianity among the people, I have no prejudice against Christianity or Islam. After all, God has never asked mankind to sacrifice to Him. On the contrary, He strongly rejects idolatry. Man is man. There is no need to distinguish between them or attack each other."

"I suppose Hassan, who listens to the will of God, your First Hassan, understood this, which is why he acknowledged me and was willing to entrust you to me."

There was no blood left on Rovey's arm. He gently pulled Serenity Hassan up and walked alongside her.

"In short, thank you for holding on until now. But from now on, rest assured. Now that I'm here, carrying on the trust of my father and King Hassan, I will do my best to ensure that everyone survives this world and prevent its destruction."

Although it was just a calm account, without any special phenomena, and Serenity Hassan had never witnessed Rovey's true strength, she genuinely wanted to believe in him.

Is this some kind of special charm or leadership?

"Yes, Master."

Serenity Hassan nodded and then obediently followed behind Rovey.

But looking at the endless wilderness before her, she couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"So... are we going to walk back?"

"No need, I brought my own transportation, it's just that the way I summoned it is a bit embarrassing..."

"Huh?"

Under Serenity Hassan's somewhat curious gaze, Rovey sighed, then, following the instructions of Rameses II, covered his face and struck a pose, before shouting—

"Powerful! Unbeatable! The strongest!!"

"My dignity, my soul! Appear! Incarnation of rage! Ruler of the skies! Father of terror— the Sand Sphinx!!"

"--Meow!!"

As Rovey chanted his incredibly embarrassing yet incredibly soulful summoning incantation, the Sand Sphinx, which had been playing with a ball in the nearby grass, seemed to have heard some command and came running towards them, then, completely disregarding the fact that its body had grown to over four meters long, hugged Rovey and rubbed against him.

"Alright, alright, you're not a cat, and stop rubbing against me... Besides, there's you, Serenity Hassan, you're too close, too close! Sit still, and stop rubbing against me! It's itchy."

Rovey shouted, somewhat speechless. He saw that the Serenity Hassan, who was sitting on the back of the Sand Sphinx, was clinging tightly to his back as if it were a precious treasure, and would occasionally rub against him.

"Is this what it feels like to be in contact with people? It's so warm and comfortable..."

"Fine, hug me if you want."

Seeing the poor child's eyes gradually redden and on the verge of tears, Rovey could only let her be.

He then patted the Sand Sphinx beneath him and began to gallop across the wasteland.

"—Target: The Grand Temple, Attack!"