Public Executions From King Duma

Chapter 822 Fate Tradition: If I want to kill myself, I must repeat it infinitely (2 updates)

The light screen image and the distant voice sounded through Da Vinci's monitor.

"Damn it, I still got caught up..." Baimian Hassan's voice was full of unwillingness.

This is Hassan, a female with many faces. Although she has a slim figure and is very flat, her voice is female.

Then, the voice belonging to Tristan sounded. This man had his eyes closed, but he gave people the feeling that he could see everything clearly: "Sad, I feel very sad, the old man of the mountain."

"If you were alone, it would be easy to escape from the predicament. However, you accepted your fate."

"In order to protect the refugees in the holy places behind you, you voluntarily stay here."

"Assassin is obviously the best at sneaking and escaping, and will do whatever it takes to achieve the result of killing, but he has lost his value in order to protect something worthless. This really makes me sad."

As Tristan finished speaking, Fujimaru Tachibana and the others couldn't help but frown.

Because Tristan's tone is too cold, he uses a condescending tone to evaluate other people's lives. Such a cold and arrogant attitude is very different from historical records.

You must know that Tristan in historical records is a humble, polite person who is easy to empathize with others. His "sad" name is because he is too easy to empathize with others.

However, although this Tristan keeps talking about sadness, his arrogant and cold tone makes people feel like a weasel giving New Year greetings to a chicken, which is extremely hypocritical.

Why is the personality gap so big compared to historical records?

Is it the result of super beautification of history?

Or are those refugees actually a group of people who committed serious crimes?

It feels so weird...

In the real world, at Tianwang International High School, Tris, one of the three gay friends of the handsome teacher, could not help but frown. He had the same appearance as the sad knight in the light screen image. When he knew that he was the reincarnation of the most handsome Knight of the Round Table, he was still very happy. , very excited and looking forward to it.

As a result, the attitude shown by Tristan now really makes Tris unhappy.

In fact, when Tristan first appeared not long ago, he showed an indifferent attitude when talking to other Knights of the Round Table.

However, the situation was unclear at that time, and the Knights of the Round Table all had a bad attitude, so Tris didn't pay much attention.

Now, when facing a group of refugees and an Assassin, Tris's attitude made Tris unhappy.

Although from a standpoint, the two sides were in a hostile relationship and it was normal for them to have bad attitudes towards each other, Tristan's attitude was really hard to describe, which made Tris very unhappy.

An indescribable feeling of disgust surged into his heart, making Trace frown deeply.

In fact, Tris's two gay friends, Lant and Gawain, also feel the same way. They have a perception that Tristan is far different from what they imagined.

"Aluo!"

Trace couldn't help but let out a deep roar.

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In the light screen image, the camera switched to Matthew. The girl looked nervous and said with some discomfort: "It seems that two different people are confronting each other. There is only one person on one side, and although there are more than 40 people on the other side, the others are Of the refugees, only Assassin has real combat power."

"but……"

"I don't know why, I... felt an uncomfortable feeling when I saw the red-haired knight. My chest... no, it was Mr. Galahad's spiritual power that was a little painful..."

Fujimaru Tachibana: "Mr. Galahad's spiritual power is a little painful? Well, is it because of that Knight Tristan? After all, we are all colleagues of the Knights of the Round Table..."

"Rather, there are indeed great differences in Mr. Tristan's character and history."

While speaking, she looked at Lucius, because judging from Lucius's tone, it was obvious that he knew Tristan.

At this moment, Lucius' expression was very complicated.

At this moment, Da Vinci also wore her investigative glasses and looked into the distance with a very solemn expression: "Don't act rashly first, observe the situation first. That Tristan is indeed Archer, and the scale of his spiritual base is very strange, isn't it? Ordinary Servant!"

"Such a spiritual base size... is so strange. The strength is at least ten times that of a normal servant, right? What's going on?"

"Wait, he seems to have some kind of... blessing?"

Fujimaru Tachibana: "Blessing?"

Da Vinci nodded: "Blessings are not the kind of blessings that ordinary people give each other, but blessings given by gods. This kind of thing was called the blessing of gods in the Age of Gods!"

"The more famous ones are the various abilities that various heroes in ancient Greek mythology obtained from the gods, which are 'blessings'."

"There is no doubt that it was the deified King Arthur who did it, the Lion King Lungominiad."

"As a goddess, it is natural to have the power of blessing. However, the blessing that Mr. Archer possesses is not ordinary. You must know that the strength of the blessing corresponds to the strength of the god."

"Even though he is not a god born in the Age of Gods, the power of the Lion King is definitely top-notch. Being able to give such blessings is at least to the level that only high-ranking gods can do!"

Leonardo da Vinci gave a very high evaluation, and the Lion King, who has never been masked before, has risen again.

Similarly, Ramses II, who can confront him, has further improved his ability.

Then, the screen switched back to the place in front where Hassan and Tristan were facing each other.

Hassan said solemnly: "You said valuable... do you mean that I am more valuable than them?"

Tristan continued to close his eyes and said in a cold and calm tone: "Yes, even with my bow, it will take a lot of effort to hit you."

Baimian Hassan: "Really..." After a pause, she suddenly said, "In that case, let's make a deal!"

"I know your identity. The famous 'Sentimental Knight' in history is a person of noble character among the Knights of the Round Table, and a knight who truly implements chivalry."

"So, I will give my life here as a price. I hope you can let these people go. They are just a group of harmless refugees."

Tristan was stunned for a moment, then whispered: "What a noble person, do you want to use your own life to protect those worthless people? Even I have to admire you for this."

"However, the order I received is that we must pursue it to the end. Retreat is not allowed, so I'm sorry, this deal will not be established. I will continue to be here until I catch you."

Hearing this, Baimian Hassan asked again: "I follow the king's order, so I can't make this kind of deal that violates the order?"

"Then, let's trade it another way - your right arm and foot."

"In exchange for my head, you will not be able to move your steps or move your right arm for the next day. After the time is up, you can continue your mission."

"Although my head is not worth mentioning, if it is just that, the price should be worth it, right?"

Tristan frowned slightly: "This... this is so... no, in this case, you..."

In terms of attitude, there is intolerance and intolerance, and it seems that he was really moved by the noble self-sacrifice spirit of Hassan.

Seeing this scene, Baimian Hassan showed a relaxed smile, interrupted Tristan and said: "Then, I will assume that you have made a promise. In that case, I'm sorry."

When she finished speaking, she stopped responding to Tristan. She believed in the character of this famous noble knight in history.

Therefore, at this moment, he quickly cut his neck with the dagger.

Although he is an Assassin, he is still a Servant, and his strength and speed are far superior to ordinary people.

In the context of self-sacrifice, a uniform 'line' appeared on the head and neck of Hassan, and at this last moment, relying on his body as a servant, he spoke the last words to the refugees.

"Run quickly! Compatriots, go to the north. Hassan the Cursed Wrist will pick you up... we..."

As he finished speaking the last words with difficulty, the head of the multifaceted Hassan fell from his neck and fell into the desert. At the same time, his body turned into pure magic and dissipated.

This is the posture of exiting after the death of a servant.

Seeing this scene, Tristan, who continued to close his eyes, frowned slightly. It seemed that he could 'see' everything, so he had kept his eyes closed all this time. No matter what happened since he appeared on the stage, he had not opened them. Open your eyes.

Those who didn’t know better thought he was blind, but the Tristan in historical records was not blind. So this should be his habit and ability - at least that's what people in the real world think.

On the other side, the refugees were shocked and in great pain. Fujimaru Tachibana and the others also heard the conversation through the Da Vinci remote monitor, and could not help but stand in awe of Hassan.

Lucius whispered: "Although he is an Assassin, he is a truly noble person. He sacrificed himself to protect a group of refugees who had little to do with him. Even if he is not a knight, such a spirit can be called a knight. It’s chivalry.”

"If nothing else happens, those refugees will be fine, Tristan... As a knight, Archer is undoubtedly a noble person."

"With the situation developing to this point, even if the King...the Lion King gives an order, he will let the refugees leave as agreed."

Hearing this, the others nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the process is difficult to evaluate, it is a good thing that the refugees were able to escape. Even though I don’t know why Tristan intercepted the refugees, in this hellish disaster environment, it is a good thing that fewer people died.

The refugees also came back to their senses at this time. When they saw the dissipated body of Hassan, people showed sadness and gratitude. Many people said thank you, and then looked at the motionless Tristan. , he bypassed Tristan and started running north.

It seemed that Tristan was really going to let him go.

As far as the result is concerned, it is not ideal, but it is still a satisfactory result in a sense and worthy of respect.

However, the BGM stopped at this moment, and the atmosphere suddenly changed, and then Tristan whispered: "He cut off his own head decisively, and used the honor of knighthood to impose restraint on me through words. In this case, my body As a Knight of the Round Table, I have to abide by the agreement."

"Beautiful, very beautiful!"

"but--"

Suddenly, the conversation changed, and then he raised his head and faced the refugees.

Then, he raised his left hand, which had multiple strings, but was a bow-and-arrow-style weapon.

Then, with the other fingers holding the bow, the strings were plucked with the index finger.

In an instant, magic power exploded, and along with the crisp sound of the piano, more than a dozen air blades burst out, almost instantly scraping through the group of refugees who had run some distance away.

The refugees stopped immediately, and then each body was split into two at various angles and turned into corpses.

Some of the more miserable ones did not die immediately, but were still stunned and confused as to why their bodies were separated.

When he fell to the ground, he could only vomit blood in pain and couldn't even make a sound. It would take some time to die in pain.

In an instant, Fujimaru Tachibana and the others were stunned, and people in the real world were also stunned.

This shocking change was so fast that no one could react. The more than forty refugees had all been cut open and turned into corpses stained red in the desert.

And Tristan only said the next words at this time.

"If you really want to restrict me, you should make me unable to move a finger. Moreover, now I am no longer qualified to talk about chivalry, and I no longer need chivalry. All I need to do is to use whatever means necessary. Just fulfill the mission given by the king."

"Assassin, what you did is meaningless. As I said at the beginning, when you want to save people, you are already worthless."

When he finished speaking, the Knight of the Round Table who had completed the massacre turned into a spirit and retreated.

In the desert, the red color of death expands, and with the blowing of the sand wind, it outlines a shocking picture of death.

After a moment of silence, Fujimaru Tachibana and the others exploded when they came back to their senses, and everyone who saw this scene in the real world also exploded.

Especially Tris, who looked exactly like Tristan, stood up suddenly, his habitually squinted eyes widened, and his eyes showed the endless anger of someone who wanted to kill him.

Yes, at this moment, Trace wanted to kill 'himself'.

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