"Sir, please forgive me for my foolish behavior... But even though I am ashamed, I still think I need to visit your temple."
Hassan, the Cursed Wrist, was lying on the ground. After saying these words, he raised his head tremblingly and stretched his hands behind him.
"As you can see, the people gathered here are the people who are going to fight the Lion King. However, the Lion King still needs your sword to be powerful."
"For the future of...the people of the mountain, I kindly ask you..."
Hassan, the Cursed Wrist, did not speak any more, but lay down again, showing complete respect for the first generation of the Mountain Lord.
Yamano Ong's eyes, shining with a faint blue light, moved away from Fujimaru Ritsuka and surrendered to Hassan, the Cursed Arm who was lying on the side.
Then, he slowly moved his steps, walked in front of Hassan Cursed Wrist, and looked down at Hassan Cursed Wrist on the ground.
"...O man who curses the wrist, you have made two mistakes."
"As usual, you are still so stupid."
Feeling the mountain man's gaze, Curse Wan slowly raised his head and looked at the mountain man in confusion.
"These magicians are the ones fighting the Lion King. Is this true?"
The mountain man looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka and asked.
"The thing you are pursuing is the head of the Lion King who has long since fallen into a god? Is it true?"
His eyes moved from Fujimaru Ritsuka's body to Annuo's body. He was not questioning, but was filled with a sense of oppression that seemed to be questioning.
"Yes." Annuo answered without thinking.
"Well... to be honest, I only know that I need to defeat the Lion King, but I can't figure out the rest." Fujimaru Ritsuka showed a little hesitation.
"Huh!?" Hassan, the Cursed Wrist, looked surprised.
"Haha... In front of this person, you can't tell lies or forced words. Although there is murderous intent, there is still hesitation in the murderous intent. It really cannot be called decisive."
Xuanzang smiled awkwardly and gently tapped his Zen staff twice, making a crisp sound.
"Okay." The old man of the mountain nodded and asked again, "Then, is my combat power enough to decapitate the Lion King?"
Everyone was silent, including Hassan, the cursed wrist who was lying on the ground.
The situation in the Holy Capital is not clear at all. The number of knights, the number of solemn knights, the number of flying dragons and even the number of dragons is not clear. I have never seen a white dragon rising into the sky, nor have I seen an entire army of Knights of the Round Table.
And for the same reason, the light of the Holy Spear never really bloomed.
In this situation, no one is sure that they can win the Lion King for sure. The reason for coming here is just to add another chip to the final victory.
After all, it is a gamble that must be taken.
"well......"
The old man of the mountain sighed deeply, turned around, and walked to the place where he had just appeared, with his back to everyone.
"Magicians, Knights of the Round Table, dead phantoms..."
"Have you ever known, have you ever known the truth of everything?"
"The Lion King's true intentions, the Sun King's stupidity throughout, the flaws in human ethics, and..."
"The beginning of it all."
"Do you really know these things?"
The mountain man turned his head, but no one answered.
He shook his head, turned around, and focused his eyes on An Nuo.
"Even you don't know?"
Annuo sighed softly: "The procedure for me being summoned is not routine. You should be able to feel my current state, and that person didn't tell me much, so... I'm sorry."
"There is no need to apologize, noble knight who was defeated by time. This matter was the fault of the person who summoned you."
"However, if this is the case, then I will make it clear to you."
Zheng——
The big sword was punched on the floor of the temple, but it did not cause any damage to the floor, which attracted everyone's attention.
"Go and understand. Go and understand."
Blue light flashed in the mountain man's eyes, and he seemed to widen his eyes.
"Master everything, and then make your decision firmly."
"At that time, my sword will fight for you, the man named Fujimaru Ritsuka."
"and......"
"I already know who my opponent will be."
"My sword will transform into a raptor and peck at the eyes of the dragon."
"My robe will turn into night and swallow up the holy city of light."
"So, what you mean is that if we don't investigate something, you won't help us?" Xuanzang blinked, walked to the front, and looked at the old man of the mountain.
The tall mountain man and the petite Xuanzang formed a sharp contrast.
"No, I just gave the right of choice to Fujimaru Ritsuka." The light in Yamanoyo's eyes flickered, and his emotions could not be seen clearly. "As the so-called last hope of mankind, she should bear the responsibility."
The burden of choice.”
"Go, go to another world."
He looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka and said in a solemn voice, "That's where all the things you pursue are."
"That is a forbidden area that even the Sun King cannot enter, a treasure trove of knowledge buried in the yellow sand——"
"...Are you talking about Atlas Court?" Annuo frowned.
The man of the mountain did not answer Annuo's question, his eyes were still focused on Fujimaru Ritsuka.
"To know, to think. To get the truth about the burning of human nature."
"At that time, I will naturally transform into the Sword of Destiny and appear on the battlefield you are looking forward to."
"And then..."
Buzz——
Scarlet light suddenly lit up in the mountain man's flashing blue eyes.
"The man who curses the wrist, please hand over your head."
His tone was still calm, but strong murderous intent had gathered around his body.
This kind of murderous intention makes even Annuo feel a little scared.
"...As ordered." Hassan Cursed Wrist was silent for a moment, then knelt down again and lowered his head, "Hassan Cursed Wrist, accept the punishment."
"Ah!?" Fujimaru Ritsuka was shocked and stopped in front of the mountain man, "Why is this happening suddenly?"
The old man of the mountain stopped, looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka, and said slowly: "My mask is your death. My sword is your fate."
"You understand, Fujimaru Ritsuka."
"I am the eldest son of the mountain among the eldest sons of the mountain."
"That is - Hassan who killed Hassan."
Blue flames ignited on the giant sword, and the mountain man's mask also became ferocious under the red light.
"I am the last person that every mountain man sees. No matter how he goes astray, my sword will go to correct it."
"so--"
"If you go to this temple and seek help from me, then the man of the mountain will be announcing something."
"That's the matter of 'I no longer have the qualifications to be the master of the mountain'."