Type-Moon Traveler's Enemy

While Fujimaru Ritsuka was explaining Chen Gong's information to his teammates, the team soon arrived at the outskirts of the village where Hassan the Cursed Arm was.

At this time, Hassan the Cursed was leading his men to guard the necessary passage. Apparently, they also knew about the recent unrest.

Hassan the Cursed Arm looked at the terrified people on the street and went straight to the leader of the group. "What brings you to our village? Jingjing, what's going on with these refugees?"

"Curse Wrist, the situation is like this..." Jingmi began to explain, and the refugees also waited quietly for Jingmi to help them convince Curse Wrist so that they could have a new place to live.

After a while, Hassan of the Cursed Arms understood, but he didn't immediately agree to let the refugees in. Instead, he approached the Chaldean team and said, "You've finally come. I don't know how to express my gratitude. Anyway, thank you for extending a helping hand to Jingmi. Everyone from Chaldea, what is your purpose this time?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka said in a gentle voice, "Mr. Cursed Arm, this time I came here to persuade the Hassans to put aside their conflict with the Sun King and cooperate to resolve the Tenth Crusade."

"Persuade us?" Curse Arm remained noncommittal. It would be fine if only the Hassans were here, but it wasn't the first time that Baimao, Tranquility, and Curse Arm had helped Chaldea.

But, there is a Wang Hassan here. Can Fujimaru Ritsuka really convince him?

Cursed Wrist changed the subject: "You should have seen the Sun King."

Fujimaru Ritsuka: "I have seen it."

Cursed Wrist: "Then you should be aware that we, Hassan, have attacked the Sun King, right? You are aware of the grudge between us and the Sun King, right? How do you plan to resolve this hatred?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka: "The Sun King is willing to put aside the conflict, saying that this conflict was his fault. Now the people of the mountain are at risk of being attacked by the Crusaders. The village of the mountain people is vulnerable to the infiltration of the Crusaders. Miss Serenity's village has become like this because of the infiltration attack of the Crusaders."

Cursed Arm: "Hmm... Although I didn't see the tragic plight of Jingsi's village, I certainly saw all these people gathered here. Your support in rescuing Jingsi and your apology for accompanying her along the way to protect these people are enough to earn my gratitude."

"...Alright, I, Curse Wrist, agree with Chaldea's proposal. The residents of this village are simple and kind people, and I don't want these refugees to be attacked by the Crusaders again. It's time to put aside the conflict between us and the Sun King."

"That's great!" Ritsuka Fujimaru finally felt relieved. He had been worried that Curse Arm might not agree.

After all, at the beginning, the Hassan of the Hundred Faces she met showed no intention of cooperating with Chaldea first. Now that Serenity and Cursed Arms have agreed to cooperate, I wonder how many more Hassans need to be persuaded.

Cursed Arm glanced at Bedivere and said, "You're from the Holy City? There's a Holy City Knight here, so can he represent the will of the Lion King?"

Bedivere said ashamedly: "I'm sorry, I can't represent the Lion King, and I'm not from the Holy City."

Mashu: "Senior Fujimaru and I have received instructions from the Lion King. We are the two of us who are designated by the Lion King to represent the Holy City."

Hassan of the Cursed Arm asked in confusion, "You also know the Lion King? And she didn't send her own knights, but instead asked everyone from Chaldea to be her representatives?"

We have known each other for a long time, so there is no need to doubt whether they are lying. If they say it is true, then it is naturally true. But isn’t this network of contacts a bit too wide?

Fujimaru Ritsuka: "Yes, it would take a long time to explain in detail."

Cursed Wrist: "Then there's no need to explain. I naturally believe what you say, but before you enter the village, you need to at least defeat me in force."

Mashu was a little confused: "Huh? I actually want to fight with you, Mr. Cursed Arm?"

Cursed Arm said patiently, "I am the guardian of this place, after all, but I cannot simply trust you into the village I protect. I know that everyone in Chaldea is trustworthy, but I must also fulfill my duty."

Fujimaru Ritsuka said, "Well then, Mashu, prepare to defeat Mr. Cursed Arm with the back of your shield!"

Mash: “Okay!”

Curse Arm was not surprised by this and immediately jumped to the open space beside him: "Let's fight."

Mashu rushed towards Curse-Wrist with a shield, and the two started fighting instantly. Curse-Wrist was defeated in less than ten rounds.

The Cursed Arm, who collapsed to the ground with pain and numbness all over his body after being beaten, was filled with resentment: "Ugh! I got knocked down again so soon..."

"Sir Cursed Arm, Hassans aren't suited to frontal combat after all. It wouldn't be surprising if they faced the enemy head-on, and they'd be quickly defeated. Furthermore, from a Servant's perspective, Hassans generally have low stats, and you're no exception."

At this time, a shirtless black-haired man wearing blue armor and holding a red bow walked out while speaking.

When Fujimaru Ritsuka saw the other person, his eyes fixed and he immediately recognized that the other person was the great hero Arash.

It is not possible to pull the other party into Chaldea to clear the weekly dungeon now. It can only be said that in this world, Arash's Noble Phantasm is definitely a huge threat.

Fortunately, he is not our enemy.

Hassan the Cursed Wrist: "That's what I said, but I was defeated in less than ten rounds..."

Arash: "Anyway, the outcome is decided. I understand your feelings, but why not admit defeat now, Mr. Cursed Arm? You don't want to be beaten to pieces before you surrender, do you? Your God wouldn't want such a sacrifice, would he?"

Arash had said so much, and Curse Wrist said decisively: "...I admit defeat, Arash, come and help me."

"You were really beaten to the point where you can't stand up?" Arash walked over in surprise and stretched out his hand to help Curse Wrist up from the ground.

Hassan the Cursed Arm pretended not to hear Arash's words, stretched his aching body, and said, "Well, everyone in Chaldea, it's time to repay your kindness. I allow you to enter the village I protect. Sir Arash, please lead the way."

Arash: "Okay."

Curse Wrist felt a headache looking at the hundreds of refugees. "If there were only a few dozen or a hundred people, we could quickly find enough shelter. But with these few hundred people, even if the whole village worked together, it would take a long time."

Hassan said apologetically, "We will be the main force."

Hassan the Cursed Arm said, "Anyway, let's go into the village first, and then plan out a suitable residential area. Try not to make it too crowded. Otherwise, if we encounter an attack by the Crusaders like you did, Jingmi, it will be difficult to escape."