"It's so noisy, mom."

"Is it very noisy? Then use this to cover your ears a little, Lu Shide."

"Okay, mom., I really won't be noisy."

Even though there are many things happening outside, the mother and son in the house enjoy a small amount of peace and tranquility.

"..." The heroic spirit with the arms of the demon god looked at the calmness and tranquility silently. Although his face was covered by a mask and he could not see any expression, his subconscious relaxed body showed how relieved he was.

Reassured by the happiness of the people I protect, this is simply...

No, as a heroic follower and as a mountain citizen who should have protected this era, it is natural to do this.

"Satisfied?" A voice came from the shadow.

"..." Hasan, the curse wrist, silently glanced at the person who was talking and did not answer.

"No, should I say, do you want to buy a knife?" The voice suddenly became cheerful.

Then, he showed his figure in the shadow.

Handsome, but ordinary.

It is really mediocre and has nothing to do with the director's choice of actors that do not match the script for the sake of viewership.

In this world where "abnormal" is everywhere, a handsome human-style face is really unremarkable.

"No, I have this hand enough." Looking at the ordinary and handsome face, Hassan, the curse wrist, shook his head secretly.

If he had such a face in a normal world, he would have lived a very good life. Without any work, there would be countless young men and women who would give everything for him. Unfortunately, in this time and space, he could only sell his sword to make a living. Such delicate hands would not hold the steel hammer tightly, and even more so, he could not pull the tough bellows. What he could do was to buy a batch of inferior swords and earn one or two pieces of black bread to support himself at a low price.

"This hand cannot protect the person you are silently chanting, Hanham." said the handsome and ordinary man.

"?!" Hassan, the curse wrist, was shocked.

This ordinary person actually knows his real name?!

This name was completely abandoned more than ten years ago after he embarked on the Hassan path.

Those who know this name will never be just an ordinary human being.

So……

This looks are not a mountain people.

This appearance is not the people of the Pharaoh.

This look would not be the metal blocks from the new village.

So, the Knight of the Round Table...?

but……

"Don't panic, Hanum. Yu has no malice towards you. Or, Yu has no malice towards all life. Yu just feels your nostalgia, your relief, your firmness, and you joy." said the ordinary person.

"Are you... the one who fought with the Lion King a few days ago?" asked Hassan, the curse wrist.

"There was no battle. Neither Yu nor the Lion King were interested in fighting." Ye denied the speculation of curse wrists.

But such a denial actually clarifies Ye's identity.

Before, the glory of the Lion King Holy Spear was indeed directed at this person.

Facing someone who can resist the glory of the Lion King Holy Spear, the curse is very clear, and he is not at the same level as the other party at all.

So just now he couldn't find out the other party's specialness, and he just thought that the other party was ordinary.

But even so, the curse must do what he should do.

"I'm sorry for not recognizing you. However, as the first time entering the mountain village, I still have to ask, what are you doing here? Although I agreed to the entry of your people, it only comes from trust in that lady of the East. I'm not sure about you." Hassan of the Curse said.

"To protect the person you want to protect, Hanham. Indeed, this is your duty as Hassan. But, here, if you ask this, is there any nostalgia for that lady?" Ye did not answer the question of the curse.

There is no need to answer.

That's not what Ye cares about.

Moreover, before the curse wrist can face the problem, the curse wrist problem has no meaning.

"Madam?" The curse seems to be puzzled.

But immediately he sighed and gave up on disguise.

"Salia... is very happy with Rushide. Although for me who abandoned her in order to embark on Hassan's path, her happiness is no longer something I can touch, I still like her happiness. I do still miss her, but that's all. I am no longer Hanam, Hassan, the curse of Hassan. My duty is to protect the people of the mountain, and naturally, Salia."

"And, I am just a follower."

"Honestness to one's heart is a valuable quality, Hanham." Ye nodded.

"So, do you still have to ask Yu?" Ye said again.

"Of course. I am Hassan." said the monk.

"In this way, I can answer. I witnessed the glory of life here, and I am as happy as you." Ye said.

...

Ye was very happy.

Although the affairs of Hassan Hanam of the Curse Wrist have nothing to do with the new body he is planning, witnessing his nostalgia and his determination, in terms of the essence of serene, will inevitably be happy.

The leader of the assassination sect still holds a trace of warmth for the world deep in his heart.

Even countless killings did not dilute this warm nostalgia.

In other words, countless killings are washed away by the metal forged by a giant hammer. Not only is the warmth not shattered, but the impurities in it have been hammered away. So how pure this thread of warmth is.

This pure warmth is one of Ye’s favorite things to feel.

Feeling this warmth, his essence kept cheering.

In the past, when the external illusion body was still alive, his essence could only cheer through his body, but could not cheer with essence simply as it is now.

In a sense, this is Ye's purest cheer.

It's like humans cheering from animal nature.

However, whether human or smuggling, they are not just animal nature, but a collection of essences.

"Be quieter." In addition to being happy, he guides the essence with reason.

Then he looked at Hassan, the curse wrist.

"Yu is very happy with your choice. Unlike your ancestor, the judge of the root choice, I don't care about destiny. Therefore, although it is just a dreamy empty flower, I want to reward you." Ye spoke.

"Thank you, but no need. I am Hassan." said the monk.

But Ye’s choice is never changed by other people’s will.

If he wants to make a choice, he will definitely make a choice. If he wants to make a choice, he will definitely make a choice.

"The world is terrifying and killing, and only the world can be saved." Ye sang softly. Then, his whole person almost turned into a shadow.

That shadow is an illusion that even Assassin's curse cannot be detected.

In an instant, he passed through the body of the curse wrist.

"Because I will temporarily suppress my essence with the joy in your heart, I will reward you with this worldly wound. Go and find something you dare not touch. Otherwise, your injuries will never be healed. If you cannot heal your injuries, you will not be able to fulfill your duties as Hassan."
Chapter completed!