No Need to Fear / Let's Talk a Bit More

Jesta was utterly desperate. He knew all too well the reputations of Black Princess and Fou; their stories had been circulating among the Dead Apostle.

If he had known Fou was here, he would never have shown up; he would have stayed far away and wouldn't have had the leisure to participate in the Holy Grail War.

"There's no escaping it..."

Jesta closed his eyes in despair.

Section 556, Chapter 42: No Need to Be Fearful

"Well done, Fou!"

Seeing that Fou had subdued Jesta, Yuxian smiled and walked over to pick it up, gently scratching its chin.

Under Jesta's incredulous gaze, Fou actually squinted her eyes in enjoyment.

The fact that a dignified Primate Killer was enjoying being petted in Yuxian's arms like a pet cat completely overturned his previous understanding.

That's terrifying!

How could I have come to such a terrible place and met such terrible people?

Jesta was now filled with regret. He had actually made an enemy of someone who could treat Primate Killer like pets. Looking back, he realized how incredibly audacious he had been.

Yuxian gave Fou a playful pat as a reward, then looked down at Jesta lying on the ground.

"Serves you right for causing trouble! Regret it now, huh?"

"If the Dead Apostle don't hide properly and instead come out to cause trouble, you should be prepared for that."

Jesta was speechless. He remained silent, knowing that there was no point in saying anything now. Yuxian would never let him go, and Jesta was well aware of that.

There was no point in saying more. Having come to this end, he had no intention of struggling and peacefully awaited his death.

Having received no response from Jesta, Yuxian curled his lip in boredom.

"You do it." He gestured to the fanatic, giving her the chance to finish off Jesta, thus allowing her to wash away her shame.

The fanatics are not polite either.

"Zabaniya!"

An invisible hand appeared and swiftly pierced through Jesta's chest, ripping out his heart and crushing it instantly.

The scene looked a little bloody.

However, this will not kill Jesta. The fanatic had already crushed Jesta's heart at the beginning, but he was resurrected.

She doesn't think she can resolve the issue by doing it again now.

She was waiting, waiting for Jesta to be resurrected so she could kill him again.

This kind of waiting is too boring; who knows when Jesta might be resurrected.

Fou jumped down and gestured at Jesta's chest, pulling open his shirt to reveal a roulette-like device.

"Oh? Is this the secret to his resurrection?" Yuxian blinked and curiously examined the roulette device, which still had four holes that had not been cleared.

The fanatic was stunned. She finally understood the reason for Jesta's resurrection and attacked without hesitation, completely destroying the roulette device.

Sure enough, the instant the device was destroyed, Jesta's body underwent an indescribable change.

With life visibly fading away, this time Jesta was truly dead.

The fanatic stood there stunned, finally avenging herself by killing the demon.

Although it wasn't through her own efforts, she succeeded in the end.

"Thanks..."

She spoke softly, her expression complex. This experience in the real world made her realize her own immaturity.

Fortunately, the demon was eventually killed, preventing her from leaving in humiliation.

Yuxian comforted him, "That's good. Let bygones be bygones. We should leave now."

He turned around and stepped toward the door.

The moment he turned around, a blurry shadow suddenly darted out from behind Yuxian and stabbed rapidly toward his heart.

"Senior!!!"

Under Yuxian's gaze, Mash revealed a face filled with fear, anger, terror, and trembling.

He was unaware of what had happened; it all happened so suddenly, right behind him, that he didn't even have time to react.

The assassination attempt came so suddenly that it was too late for the others to stop it. If the stab had landed squarely... Yuxian's heart would have been shattered.

No one knows Yuxian can survive after losing his heart; the probability is that he cannot.

What will happen after Yuxian dies, and what the consequences will be, no one knows either.

Perhaps nothing will change, or perhaps the children will go berserk, such as Abby opening the door completely and letting the evil god descend—who knows?

Of course, all of this is just hypothetical; in fact, Yuxian didn't feel anything at all.

In his eyes, he only saw Mash's terrified expression, and then a distant voice appeared in the room at the same time.

"Madness!"

Splat!

When Yuxian turned around, he only saw a head rolling around on the ground, wearing Hassan's signature skull mask.

A few steps away from him stood an elderly man with his hand on a greatsword, his posture upright.

His face was also covered by a skull mask, but his two eyes emitted an eerie blue light.

"What just happened?" Yuxian blinked, looking completely bewildered.

Mash seemed to have suddenly lost all her strength, her back was covered in cold sweat, sticking her clothes to her skin.

What she had just witnessed terrified her; it was the closest she had ever come to losing Yuxian.

"Thank goodness Grandpa came, I was so scared!"

Mash, still shaken, let out a long breath. It had been too dangerous just now, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

The others also breathed a deep sigh of relief.

Inside the room, only Yuxian, who looked completely bewildered, and King Hassan, who seemed to have everything under control, were oblivious to the situation.

"The leader?" The fanatic looked at the head on the ground, then at King Hassan standing there, feeling that everything had changed too quickly.

Yuxian finally realized what had happened and guessed what had just occurred.

"I was assassinated by Hassan?" Yuxian pointed to himself. "So you're saying I almost died just now?"

King Hassan calmly said, "There is no need to be afraid, I have always been behind you."

Upon hearing this, Yuxian blinked and tentatively asked, "Grandpa, did you deliberately send him out to scare us?"

King Hassan did not deny it. He looked at Yuxian calmly and said, "I just wanted to see if you were still wary."

Yuxian scratched his head, looking embarrassed, and said, "So... aren't you... very disappointed?"

"Immature contractor, you still need to work harder. Let me continue to stand behind you!"

Yuxian chuckled, "I'm relieved to have Grandpa here."

The children swarmed around King Hassan, chattering excitedly, all delighted to see their grandfather.

After hearing King Hassan say that what had just happened was just a test, they stopped thinking about it.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, when did you arrive? We didn't even notice you."

"Yeah, yeah, did they arrive a while ago? Why didn't they come out to say hello?"

"Ah, I know! Grandpa was playing hide-and-seek with Jack, right? But Jack couldn't find Grandpa. Grandpa is so amazing!"

The fanatic was a little confused by this scene; the Hassan in front of her was definitely not any of the Hassan she knew from the past.

Eliminate all other answers, and the last one remaining is the correct answer.

"The First Leader?"

She stared in shock at King Hassan, who was being bombarded with questions by the children, her mind reeling for a long time.

She actually met the legendary First Leader.

Section 557, Chapter 43: Let's Talk for a Few Dollars

"The First Leader?"

The fanatic was in turmoil. Before she could figure out what was going on, the leader suddenly launched an assassination attempt.

Then, just as the assassination attempt was launched, the First Leader suddenly beheaded the leader with a single sword strike.

All of this happened so fast that she didn't even have time to react before things were already like this.

What she found most unbelievable was that the First Leader was actually standing alive in front of her.

The leaders of the Assassin Order have all left traces and left many marks within the cult; otherwise, she would not have been able to learn their special skills.

However, the existence of the First Leader is like a legend; no one has ever actually seen him, yet everyone knows of his existence.

Each time he appeared, he would simply kill the leader and then disappear into the distance, never having any contact with the cult.

In other words, no living person ever saw the First Leader, the Hassan of Hassan.

However, she has now seen...

The fanatic now looked unusually tense and uneasy, with a hint of excitement mixed in.

It's like a fan meeting their idol, or like a child caught doing something wrong.

Her voice trembled with excitement, and she bowed stiffly and uneasily to King Hassan, "The First Leader..."

King Hassan made no special statement, but simply stood there and said calmly, "You confused and uneasy believer, what are your last words?"

Last words...

The fanatic was taken aback, and then a complex mix of emotions, including trembling, fear, and joy, arose in his heart.

Several emotions mixed together made her voice sound different from usual.

"An immature person greets... the First Leader."

"I dare not trouble the First Leader. I will... I will take my own life."

Without hesitation, the fanatic severed his magical connection with Illya. Jesta was already dead, and without her Master, she would soon leave without a magical supply.

This Holy Grail War was no longer relevant to her, and she felt extremely honored to be able to see the First Leader at the last moment.

It was well known within the Order that the First Leader would kill the current leader every time he appeared.

She didn't see anything wrong with the First Leader wanting to kill her; it was perfectly reasonable.

The only thing that made her uneasy was that she was not Hassan; she was just an immature believer. How could she dare to trouble the First Leader to take action?

No, absolutely not!

The fanatics felt they were not qualified enough to make the First Leader take action.

"Oh dear, sister, why did you sever the magical connection!"

Illya cried out in alarm when she realized that the fanatic had cut off his magic supply.

Then she pouted at King Hassan and said, "Grandpa, this sister didn't do anything wrong, why are you being so mean to her!"

King Hassan did not answer Illya's question. The rules of the Assassin Order were unclear to the children. He simply stood there, waiting for the fanatic to finish speaking.

Although the fanatic was surprised by the children's closeness with King Hassan, she dared not use it as an excuse to ask for anything, for he was the First Leader.

As a fanatical follower in the Assassin Order, she knew very well what an honor it was to be killed by the First Leader.

The First Leader has always only killed previous leaders; no one else has ever even been worthy of encountering him.