The heroic spirit, who became famous as an assassin during his lifetime, is more apt to say infamous than infamous.

Since inheriting Hassan's name, her life has been marked by never-ending betrayal and darkness, feared, resented, and even cursed by countless people in the world.

But even so, she still walked her life without hesitation, and fulfilled the obligations of the old man in the mountains until her death.

Her heart was not without confusion, on the contrary, it was full of hollowness.

- the meaning of one's own existence, the purpose of one's actions, and the path of no other choice.

Unspeakable contradictions and entanglements tormented her soul day and night.

She understands that she can't close her heart, so her only option is to turn a blind eye.

As long as she wears the terrifying skull mask, she is no longer a fragile and helpless girl.

She is an old man in the mountains, and countless kings and even nobles are terrified of the existence of color change.

In order to become a qualified leader, she began to pretend to be a role in her head, acting as expected in the eyes of others.

At the beginning, there were only a few faces.

In the daytime, the body and mind wear a veil of hypocrisy together and handle matters perfectly; At night, she buried her head deep under the pillow and secretly wept in a low, slender voice.

- Only when she is alone does she dare to face her true heart.

She knew better than anyone who she was.

What I don't know is actually the thousands of spectators in this world.

However, as time goes by, the environment becomes more complex, and she needs more faces to meet the challenges that come her way.

Slowly, she became short of time to be alone.

Even if you eat and sleep, you need to deal with urgent reports from spies.

All the affairs of the Assassination Order were taken over by her, and no one else was allowed to interfere.

The subordinates around her began to worry about whether she could hold on.

Some treacherous people with different intentions even took a fancy to her words and deeds.

All it takes is one mistake and she'll be doomed.

However, no.

Nothing.

She has never shown any flaws from the beginning to the end, and she is a legend even among the generations of Hassan.

Whatever the field, whatever the aspect:

All of her talents have been astonishingly talented, and even the masters who have devoted their lives to various fields are ashamed.

- Maybe she's really a genius and can't be judged by common sense.

So, people were relieved and smiles began to appear on their faces.

- This generation of mountain elders is really talented, could it be a god sent by God to save us?

Later, such a saying also circulated among the people.

Everyone believes in her, and believes in her who has been named like never before:

The "Hundred Looks" of Hassan.

Legend has it that there are a hundred faces and a leader who can always handle everything with ease.

But—

Any miracle in the world is not possible in a vacuum.

The more incredible it is, the more unimaginable it will be.

She can play every role so perfectly that even the mother can't tell the difference between the children she has disguised.

But there is only one role, which she can't play anyway:

Herself.

Ever since she made a wish in her heart a few years ago to be everyone's dependence—

She's losing herself.

Everyone around them cheered because of the increasingly stable situation and the gradually abundant supplies.

She is the only one, guarding a cold heart, dazed and confused through the colorless world.

She began to be unable to perceive human feelings, and lived like the most sophisticated machine.

Never make a mistake, never make a mistake –

But because of this, there is no longer happiness and joy, sadness and sadness.

But—

That's enough.

Even if she loses the right to grieve, at least there is no more grief around her.

Even if they can't be happy anymore, everyone is happy.

So—

In this way, it is actually fine.

Before dying, the corners of her mouth were gently hooked, and her heart was full of relief:

There is also a hint of regret.

- It's really just a little bit, it's so subtle that it's almost impossible to think of as if it didn't exist.

Suppose, I didn't choose to be an old man in the mountains, but spent my life as an ordinary girl.

- That kind of life must be extremely boring.

Every day at sunrise and sunset, find an ordinary man to marry and have a few children.

In his later years, surrounded by his children and grandchildren, in the courtyard where the sun shines, on the sky that dyes red at dusk, and in the rocking chair that swings slightly-

Slowly close your aging eyes and fall into an eternal slumber to enjoy the tranquility of the end.

- But it doesn't seem to be worse than your original life?

It's a pity that I didn't have the opportunity to experience it......

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"Whew...... Whew......"

The sound of rapid gasps echoed in my ears.

"Ios, what's wrong with you? Isn't it because the burden of making a contract is too heavy? ”

I looked at Ios beside me and couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

The young man's face was as pale as paper, and fine beads of sweat ran down his delicate face and continued to flow down his forehead.

It was as if he was in great pain.

"I ...... Saw ......"

Ios was glazed over, his eyes staring straight ahead.

There were words in his mouth, as if he was looking at a sight I couldn't see.

"I see, it's really a soul contract, did you turn on the 'Spiritual Vision' so soon?"

Merlin on the side was slurking, and his tone couldn't tell whether he was surprised or sighed.

"Merlin, what do you mean by Vision? What did Ios see? I asked.

"This ...... I can't explain it in a sentence or two, but according to you humans, the most basic manifestation is probably memory sharing. Merlin thought for a moment and replied, "Because your friend and Nahasan are already soul-connected, they can see each other's memories of past experiences in each other's minds. ”

"Huh? When I see such a thing as a memory, I ...... "I can't help but be excited."

"Well, you've probably seen Artoria's memories in your dreams." Merlin seemed to know what I was going to say, and just nodded, "After all, the Holy Grail is what you will call the Third Magical Heavenly Cup in later generations, and it itself involves the soul realm. Therefore, the contractual connection between the master and the servant also contains this kind of memory exchange at the soul level. ”

"So, Ios saw the memories of Baixiang before his death? No wonder he behaved so unusually. ”

After listening to Merlin's explanation, I also understood Ios's situation.

The memories of feeling Artoria in my dreams had an unprecedented impact on my body and mind.

After all, the life experience of the heroic spirits is not at all as magnificent as ordinary people can understand and imagine, and it is good not to be scared to pee their pants on the spot.

And Ios saw the past in his waking state, and the pressure he had to bear can be imagined.