A burly man moved quickly among the rocks.
He tried his best to conceal his presence, making sure his movements were silent. He stopped a few hundred meters from Mash's campsite.
"Who are these people?"
The man's eyes sparked to life as he activated his skill, Clairvoyance. A-rank Clairvoyance offered excellent night vision, long-distance sight, and dynamic vision. When he intentionally used it, he could even glimpse moments similar to future sight or mind-reading.
He could see the magical energy inside the tents. Several of them shone like lighthouses in the night, making him exclaim in surprise.
"How can there be so many strong people? I can't afford to provoke them. I just hope their target isn't Eastern Village."
After assessing the situation, the man turned to leave, but as he did, he saw Mo Shuying standing with his arms crossed, looking at him with an ill-intentioned gaze.
"Uh, I was just out for a walk. Do you believe me?" the man asked, a little awkwardly.
"I believe you."
Mo Shuying nodded. He would believe anything this man said. After all, for Mo Shuying's grand plan of gathering materials, this man had unleashed Meteor Strike countless times. He deserved credit, even if he didn't receive commendation.
Yes, Meteor Strike—that arrow said to be capable of shattering stars.
This man was Arash.
Arash Kamangir. Mo Shuying preferred to call him
the Great Hero!
"Heh heh, I knew you wouldn't believe me, right? You believed me?"
Arash initially thought Mo Shuying wouldn't believe him, but then he reacted, looking at Mo Shuying with a puzzled expression.
"Yes, I believed you. On such a beautiful night, it would indeed be a waste not to go for a walk. Would you like to sit down, chat, and enjoy the moonlight?"
Mo Shuying extended an invitation.
Arash looked up at the sky. A moon, almost full, hung high above. Soon, it would be the night of the full moon.
"Your reaction has completely thrown me off."
Arash scratched his head. He had actually been ready for a fight.
"Don't worry, I mean no harm. If you don't want to chat, you can leave now. However, we'll be heading upstream along the river, planning to go to that so-called Eastern Village. You must be from there, right?"
Mo Shuying said with a smile, directly stating his intentions, which also showed goodwill.
"What are you going to Eastern Village for?"
Arash's eyes grew wary. There were still many ordinary people in their village. If these powerful individuals approached, and had ill intentions, it would be a tragedy.
"Oh, we want to overthrow the Lion King, so we need the help of that legendary Assassin. We know he's in Eastern Village, so..."
Mo Shuying explained, but he was quickly interrupted by Arash.
"You said you want to overthrow the Lion King?" Arash asked, frowning.
"Yes, what about it?" Mo Shuying countered.
"No, no, no, it's just that it feels a bit incredible. That king isn't so easy to overthrow."
Arash had also been to the Holy City once. Although he hadn't seen the Lion King, those Knights of the Round Table were not opponents he could easily defeat, and even with the Hassans in the village, it wouldn't be enough. He never expected to hear someone talk about overthrowing the Lion King today.
"This evening, we had a bit of a conflict with the Knights of the Round Table in the Holy City. If it were just those knights, it wouldn't be a problem, but we didn't expect the Lion King to use the Holy Lance at close range. This forced us to temporarily retreat. Later, we got a clue from the Sun King Ozymandias, telling us to come here to find the original Hassan."
Mo Shuying indicated that his side was not weaker than the opponent when truly fighting. The only difficult thing to handle was the attacks released by the Holy Lance itself.
Arash listened, frowning in thought. Considering the strong presences in the tents, Arash didn't believe Mo Shuying was lying.
"I understand the general situation, but there's one thing I don't understand. Who are you people? Are you with the Sun King in the desert?"
Arash knew Ozymandias. In another world, he had even given Ozymandias a Meteor Strike. If Mo Shuying was with Ozymandias, he would have to seriously consider whether the other party was friend or foe.
"Us? Should I start explaining from here? Ah, forget it, it's a long night, I'll explain it to you. In short..."
Mo Shuying pondered for two seconds, then began.
"It was when I first arrived at Chaldea..."
"???"
Arash looked at the eloquent Mo Shuying, frowning. Although he didn't know what Chaldea was yet, he felt that Mo Shuying didn't seem like he was going to make a long story short!
It was almost dawn.
"Hey! When I saw them killing civilians, I got angry! I went straight up and took those executioners away. I originally wanted to take out Gawain, but who knew that guy would just hide in the Holy City and not come out? He's such a coward. And then—hey, Arash! Are you listening?"
Mo Shuying was still vividly narrating, but on the large rock next to him, Arash was already swaying his head, fast asleep.
"Arash!"
Mo Shuying frowned. How could this person fall asleep while someone else was talking? How rude!
With a loud shout, Arash jolted awake! He almost fell off the rock.
"Ah! What happened?! Huh! How did I fall asleep!"
Arash suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He was a Heroic Spirit! He didn't need to sleep, so how had he drifted off without even realizing it? Could it be...
"You're poisonous, you know that!"
While Arash wasn't afraid of actual poisons, he hadn't been able to resist this kind of mental hypnosis.
"You're the one who's poisonous! Oh, never mind. I was trying to be nice and tell you something, but you're not grateful. The sun's up now, everyone should be waking up. Come on, I'll introduce you to the others."
Mo Shuying was still full of energy despite not sleeping all night. He stepped forward, grabbed Arash's arm, and, to Arash's terrified expression, pulled him off the cliff.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"
Arash shrieked as he fell. Even though he enjoyed aerial activities, he felt very insecure when he was being held and his movements were restricted.
Fujimaru Ritsuka rubbed its eyes as it emerged from the tent. It looked up when it heard the scream, and then...
*CRASH!*
A person landed right in front of it.
Fujimaru Ritsuka's mouth hung open, staring speechlessly at the man sprawled at its feet.
Just then, Mo Shuying flew down.
"I told you not to move around so much. See? Didn't catch you."
"..."
Arash suspected Mo Shuying did it on purpose, but he had no proof!
"Who is this?" Fujimaru Ritsuka asked.
Hearing the commotion, the others gradually poked their heads out.
"Oh, let me introduce everyone. This is Arash Kamangir, Archer, the Great Hero of Persia. He's from the Eastern Village and knew we were coming, so he came to greet us in advance," Mo Shuying said.
Arash, still sprawled on the ground, fell into thought.
When did I say that?
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