Serious nonsense.

This was everyone's first reaction to the young man's remarks – to exclude Astolfo as a matter of course, the question knight's thinking circuit is different from that of the average person.

Astolford, one of the twelve warriors loyal to Charlemagne, led by Paladin Roland, who wielded the holy sword Durandal. Led by rumors such as subduing giants, there are countless anecdotes and a large number of treasures, and he is a first-class beautiful man and at the same time quite reckless, and it is even said that even reason has evaporated.

Whether the rumors are true or not can be glimpsed from the appearance of Astolford in a cute style of women's clothing despite being a man.

Now this guy who can be called the crystallization of curiosity is patting the young man on the shoulder vigorously, expressing his admiration: "It's amazing, the assassin is really amazing, I want to be such an assassin too." ”

caused a cold sweat for everyone, including the young man.

But if you think about it carefully, the young man's words are not completely unreasonable, after all, as long as the target is killed without revealing his identity, it is considered an assassination - it's just that the assassin who can't see the light of day tells you like this, why does it sound so disobedient?

"Wait, Assassin?"

Speechless, Corles' face suddenly changed, as if he had thought of something.

"My sister didn't have an extra spell attached to her summoning, what generation of Hassan Sabah are you?"

"No, he's not Hassan. Danik quickly denied Cowles' idea, "Except for the original mountain old man who doesn't know if it really exists, the abilities and images of other generations of Hassan have been exposed." And there is a common trait between Hassan, that is, when he is summoned, he will wear a uniform skull mask, which he does not wear, and should not. However, Fiore obviously didn't have an additional spell attached, how could she summon an Assassin...... Assassin, it's not good, Sagara Leopard Horse!"

With Darnik's wisdom, he should have spotted the problem in the first place, but the collective summoning ceremony was too impactful, and the subsequent activation of Alstofo, Gold's resignation, and a barrage of gibberish from the nameless youth disrupted Darnik's mind and made him forget something very important.

Hearing the name "Sagara Leopard Horse", Fiore, Caures, Serenikai, and Roger also reacted. According to the original plan of the Thousand World Tree Clan, the Assassin should have been summoned by the last master of the Thousand World Tree Family, Sagara Leopard Horse, who has not yet appeared, and Sagara Leopard Horse has also specially prepared a catalyst for this purpose.

But now, Fiore summoned the Assassin, and the one Sagara Leopardma was going to summon only had the suitability of the Assassin (in fact, there was also madness), and if he continued to summon without knowing it, he would have to rely on the nature of the master and the servant to randomly select the servant, so the variables would be too great.

"Corles, immediately contact Sagara Leopard Horse and ask him to stop summoning. Serenicay, inform all your compatriots that they will do whatever it takes to collect Lancer's catalysts. ”

"Yes!"

The matter was urgent, and Cores and Serenike did not dare to delay, and left the king as fast as they could.

Archer, whose real name was Charon, kept a distance of three positions behind Kaures, and did not forget to nod to everyone before leaving.

Rider, on the other hand, was a little reluctant, and if it weren't for Serenike's repeated urging, he might have stayed here and not left.

After the departure of the two pairs of masters, the collective summoning ceremony for tonight also came to an end. Roger and his servant Black Caster quickly took their leave, and Fiore had no intention of staying any longer.

"Let's go, Assassin. ”

"Yes, my lord. The Black Assassin bowed slightly to Danik and the Black Berserker on the jade throne, and naturally pushed Fiore's wheelchair out of the king's room.

There was nothing special about Fiore's private room, except for the magic dress placed in the room, the other decorations were more modest than the ordinary eldest lady.

Simplicity here refers not to the value of the object, but to the style of decoration. Compared to the boudoirs of aristocratic ladies who seek taste or style, Fiore's rooms are a little too elegant. However, this does not damage Fiore's image, on the contrary, it makes her a little more noble.

It was here that Fiore's first communication with the Servant began.

"I am your master, please call me Fiore, please take care of me. ”

The young man who was born as the Black Assassin gently took Fiore's outstretched hand, lowered his head, and said in a soft voice:

"Thank you, Fiore. Also, I'm sorry I can't tell you my real name. ”

“……”

Fiore fell silent, and the gaze that stopped on the young man's face became a little more confused.

"What's wrong?"

"Did you really forget your real name?"

"Yes. The young man let go of Fiore's hand and nodded seriously, "There is no problem with thinking, cognition, etc., but the real name and the memories related to the real name have become blurred, and it seems that nothing will be discovered in a short time." ”

"Do you know this, then?" said Fiore, handing a box to the young man.

It was a black shard of metal, very inconspicuous in appearance, and it was with this thing that she summoned the youth.

The young man picked up the stone, looked at it carefully for a while, and shook his head: "No impression, is this something related to me?"

"The person who gave me this thing said it was a fragment of a discus, and the only thing that happened wrong in the life of Perseus, the great hero of ancient Greece, was related to it. ”

Legend has it that after Perseus became famous, his maternal grandfather, Akrisios, king of Argos, fled to the land for fear of the oracle (Akrisios would be killed by his daughter Danae). Perseus happened to be there, and took part in the local jousting tournament. Perseus grabbed a discus and threw it, and the discus unfortunately hit his grandfather.

The oracle was fulfilled, and Perseus regretted it for the rest of his life.

"Answer me, Assassin, is your real name Perseus?"

Facing Fiore's expectant gaze, the young man shook his head although he was a little surprised: "It's a pity that I'm not the big hero, I remember his deeds very clearly. ”

"So—" Fiore's beautiful watery eyes darkened.

"I'm not the big hero, but I promise you that I'll prove myself worthy of your partner. I will show enough activity and merit not to disgrace your reputation. Trust me, Fiore. ”

Perhaps it was because she felt the determination of the youth, or perhaps because the young man's vision was too direct, Fiore lowered her head a little shyly.

"Okay, I'm looking forward to it, Assassin. ”

"Well, Fiore, it's getting late, please get some rest. A dark cloak appeared on the young man's body, and at the same time, the young man's figure became lighter and lighter.

"What about you, do you want me to prepare a room for you?"

"I'll talk about that tomorrow, I'm going to go around the neighborhood before dawn. As an assassin, familiarity with the terrain is a must. ”

"Then I'll go with you, and it will be more efficient to have me lead the way. Fiore suggested.

"No, human beings are not slaves, and reasonable rest is necessary. Only when the master adjusts his state can the servant exert his greatest power. So, Fiore, you should go to bed now—take me on a tour of the castle after breakfast. ”

"I see, good night, Assassin. Fiore didn't insist, and waved at the young man who had only one shadow left.

"Good night, Fiore. ”

Shadows passed through the room, across the balcony, and disappeared into the night.