Heading to the village, one man. No, one thing barricaded their path. The skull mask made it clear that it was a Hassan. "What do you want with our village, outsiders? You even bring in knights for show. Are you here to take our last hope?"
"Haven't you been watching us flee all the way here?" Keiji responded.
The Assassin went on guard. "You were aware?" he questioned.
"I sure was. Well, not really. I had a feeling. Honestly, if you are sneaking around that carefully, then I don't have a chance in knowing you were there. Call it intuition and your good nature that I became aware of it," Keiji responded.
The cloaked Assassin clicked his teeth at the blunder. "Enough idle chatter. We already know why you are here. We had a report from our scouts. "Young foreigners are saving our comrades," they said."
"That's great! Now there won't be any misunderstandings! You're an Assassin Servant? It's rather a long story, but we're—"
"QUIET! You're nothing but talk, coward. Sit this one out!"
"Ahhh, I'm sorry, I'm sooooooryy!"
"Stand your ground, Romani! You are meant to be part of Chaldea's staff!" Olga reminded him, sounding like a lovers quarrel back there.
Martha shook her head. "Protector of the village. Why do you refuse us access? Is it still because a knight is among us?" Martha asked, although it sounded like a silly question, one had to be sincere and serious in cases like these.
"It's only natural. The knights have defied our Holy Land. For the refugees, they can stay. People of this village all have simple, good-natured hearts. They themselves don't believe they were persecuted by people of the Holy Land. All you need to do is repay their good nature. But... those foreigners are a different story. We can't let you into our village. Nor can we let you leave. After you leave, what's to stop you from selling us out to the knights?"
"The fact I could easily take you out but haven't yet?" Keiji responded back.
A dark dagger quickly formed from his side, so faintly so as to be visible to the refugees. Raikou was the first to act, kindly patting Rushd on the head. "Come on, he's inviting you to go through. We'll be with you shortly," she promised.
Salia took up her son readily and the refugees moved in whilst the rest of them stayed behind until the Assassin could continue. He took a look at the mother and son before turning back to them. "I shall thank you for your kindness, but I cannot fully trust you still. I am the protector of my village. Take up your arms, I shall see your resolve and trust through that. But it's the knight over there that I shall fight."
"Me?" Bedivere asked, looking to his right arm with determined uncertainty.
Eyes locking in, the Assassin's aim was towards Mash. "Me? Very well, I shall prove our honourable wishes. Engaging in combat with Assassin class Servant! Your orders, Mash?" she asked.
Keiji smiled. "Have him trust us!" he ordered.
Nodding, Mash came forward for battle. Before the Assassin could fully unleash several of his Dirks, Mash already threw him into some nearby rocks. Even with the great aim they had, Mash was still fast enough to easily skip past them or block them with her shield.
Digging her foot into the ground, several rocks were sent flying towards the Hassan. His cloak slightly ripped, but it looked to work in his favour, as the rock shower provided nice cover for them to employ. Believing her inadequate to tracking his throwing daggers, a spread of them were unleashed on all sides, the Assassin capable of doing all of this due to the great Agility afforded to him by his class.
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The Delinquent's Grand Order
FanfictionAfter Crash-Landing in Antarctica during another of his Multiversal-traveling adventures, Keiji Hiryu finds himself involved with Chaldea Security Organization... just in time for Humanity itself to be fucking incinerated, most of their main staff m...