Public executions from the king of dumb hair.

Chapter 822 Fate Tradition: If I want to kill myself, I must repeat it infinitely (2 more)
The image of the light curtain and the sound belonging to the distance sounded through Da Vinci's monitor.

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

This is Hassan Baimao, a woman. Although her figure is not good and she is flat, her voice is feminine.

Then, Tristan's voice sounded, the man closed his eyes, but gave a feeling of seeing everything: "Sad, I feel very sad, old man in the mountain."

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

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

"Obviously an Assassin who is the best at stealth and escaping, he will do whatever it takes to achieve the result of killing, but in order to protect something worthless, he made himself worthless. This really makes me feel sad."

After Tristan finished speaking, Fujimaru Tachibana and the others couldn't help frowning.

Because Tristan's tone is too cold, and he evaluates other people's lives in a superior tone. Such a cold and arrogant attitude is very different from the historical records.

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

However, although this Tristan kept talking about sadness, his arrogant and cold tone made people feel like a weasel giving a chicken a New Year greeting, which was extremely hypocritical.

Why is the personality gap so large in the historical record?
Is it the result of super beautification of history?

Or are the refugees actually a group of people who have committed serious crimes?
It feels weird...

In the real world, Trice, one of the three good-looking teachers at Tianwang International University, could not help frowning. He had the same appearance as the sad knight in the light screen image, and he was still very happy when he knew that he was the reincarnation of the most handsome knight of the round table. , very excited and looking forward to it.

As a result, Tristan's attitude now really displeased Tristan.

In fact, when Tristan made his first appearance not long ago, he showed an indifferent attitude when talking with other knights of the round table.

However, the situation was unclear at that time, and the knights of the round table all seemed to have a bad attitude, so Trace didn't pay much attention.

Now, when facing a group of refugees and an Assassin, Tristan's attitude displeased Tristan.

Although from the point of view, the two sides are in a hostile relationship, and it is normal to have a bad attitude towards each other, but Tristan's attitude is really hard to describe, which makes Triss very unhappy.

An indescribable resentment welled up in his heart, causing Tracey to frown deeply.

In fact, Tristan's two friends, Rand and Gao Wen, also felt the same way, and there was a perception that Tristan was far from what he imagined.

"Duck Luo!"

Trace couldn't help letting out a low growl.

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The light screen image, the camera switched to Matthew, the girl looked nervous, and said a little uncomfortable: "It seems that two different people are confronting each other. There is only one person on one side. Although there are more than 40 people on the other side, the rest are refugees. , only Assassin has real combat power."

"but……"

"I don't know why, but when I... saw that red-haired knight, I felt an uncomfortable feeling in my chest... no, Mr. Galahad's spirit foundation was in some pain..."

Fujimaru Tachibana: "Mr. Galahad's spirit base is a bit painful? Uh, it's because of that Knight Tristan, right? After all, they are all colleagues of the Knights of the Round Table..."

"It's better to say that Mr. Tristan's personality and history are indeed very different."

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

At this moment, Lucius' expression was very complicated.

At this moment, Da Vinci also wore her scout glasses and looked into the distance, with a serious expression on his face: "Don't act rashly, just observe the situation first. That Tristan is indeed Archer, and his spirit base is very strange, isn't it? Ordinary follower!"

"The scale of this kind of spirit foundation... is too strange, the strength is at least ten times that of a normal follower, right? What's going on here?"

"Wait, there seems to be some kind of... blessing on him?"

Fujimaru Tachibana: "Blessing?"

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

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

"There is no doubt that it should have been done by the deified King Arthur, the Lion King Rungomigniad."

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

"Even if it wasn't a god born during the Age of Gods, that Lion King's strength is definitely top-notch. To be able to give such blessings, at least only the high-ranking gods can do it!"

Da Vinci gave a very high evaluation, and the Lion King, who had never masked before, was forced to rise again.

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

Then, the screen switched back to the place where Hassan the Hundred Faces and Tristan were confronting each other.

Baimao Hassan said in a deep voice, "You said valuable...do you mean that I am more valuable than them?"

Tristan continued to close his eyes, his tone was indifferent and flat: "Yes, even if it is my bow, it will take a lot of effort to hit you."

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

"I know your identity. The famous 'sentimental knight' in history is a noble character among the knights of the round table, and a knight who truly implements the way of 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 taken aback, and then whispered: "What a noble person, do you want to protect those worthless people with your own life? Even I should admire this."

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

Hearing this, Baimao Hassan said again: "Follow the king's order, so can't we conclude such a deal that violates the order?"

"Then, trade another way—your right arm and foot."

"At the price of my head, you will not be able to move your footsteps or move your right arm for the next day, and when the time is up, you can continue your mission."

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

Tristan frowned slightly: "This... how... no, in this way, you..."

In terms of attitude, there was intolerance and unacceptability, and it seemed that he was really moved by Hassan's noble self-sacrifice.

Seeing this scene, Baimao Hassan showed a relaxed smile, interrupted Tristan and said: "Then, I will take it as if you have made a promise. In that case, I am sorry."

When the words fell, she stopped responding to Tristan, she believed in the character of the famous noble knight in history.

So, at this moment, he directly cut across his neck with a dagger.

Although he is an Assassin, he is still a Servant, and his strength and speed far exceed that of ordinary people.

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

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

When the last words were difficult to finish, Hassan Baimao's head fell from his neck and fell into the desert like this, while his body dissipated into pure magic power at the same time.

This is the posture of leaving the field after the death of the servant.

Seeing this scene, Tristan, who continued to close his eyes, frowned slightly, as if he could 'see' everything, so he has always closed his eyes, and no matter what happened since his debut, he did not open them. Eyes opened.

Those who don't know think they are blind, but Tristan in historical records is not blind.So this should be his habit and ability—at least people in the real world think so.

On the other side, the refugees were shocked and in great pain, and Fujimaru Tachibana and the others heard the conversation through the Da Vinci remote monitor, and couldn't help admiring Hassan Baimao.

Lucius said in a low voice: "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, this kind of spirit can be called a knight." It's chivalry."

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

"With the current situation, even if there is a king... the Lion King gives an order, he will let the refugees go as agreed."

When the others heard this, they nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the process is difficult to evaluate, it is a good thing that the refugees can escape—even though they don’t know why Tristan intercepted the refugees, but in this hellish disaster environment, it is also a good thing that fewer people die.

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

It seemed that Tristan really wanted to let him go.

As far as the result is concerned, it is not ideal, but it is also a result that makes people feel complete in a certain sense and is 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 knight's honor to impose constraints on me in the form of words. 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 looked up at the refugees.

Afterwards, he raised a bow-and-arrow-shaped weapon with multiple strings in his left hand.

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

In an instant, the magic power exploded, and accompanied by the clear sound of the zither, more than a dozen air blades burst out, almost instantly scraping over the group of refugees who had already run a certain distance.

The refugees stopped suddenly, and then their bodies were divided into two from various angles, turning into corpses.

Some of them were miserable, did not die immediately, and were still confused about why their bodies were separated.

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

For a moment, Fujimaru Tachibana and the others were stunned, and people in the real world were also stunned.

This shocking change was so fast that before everyone could react, the more than 40 refugees had all been cut open and turned into corpses that stained the desert red.

As for Tristan, it was only at this time that he said the following words.

"If you really want to restrict me, you should let me not even 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 Just complete the mission entrusted by the king."

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

When the words fell, the Knight of the Round Table who had completed the slaughter had turned into a spirit body and retreated.

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

After a moment of silence, Fujimaru Tachibana and the others exploded after recovering, and so did the people who saw this scene in the real world.

Especially Tris, who was exactly the same as Tristan, stood up abruptly, his habitually squinted eyes widened, and what was revealed in his eyes was the endless anger of wanting to kill someone.

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

(End of this chapter)