Just an Assassin, That's All

Siegfried wore a wry smile, not because his True Name had been revealed, but because he was truly in a terrible state.

As Mo Shuying had said, he was someone who had bathed in and ingested dragon's blood, granting him immortality. While this immortality didn't translate into a unique skill or Noble Phantasm after becoming a Heroic Spirit, his physical reinforcement was undeniable. The "Re-establish" skill, though minimal, was better than nothing.

Normally, he was very difficult to injure.

The reason he was so badly wounded this time was simple: he had been attacked by a group of Servants from Jeanne d'Arc Alter's side and afflicted with several curses. Gravely injured and on the verge of being killed, he was rescued by a kind person and secretly hidden here.

That kind person was the Holy Maiden Knight.

Although Siegfried possessed the "Re-establish" professional skill, allowing him to recover from injuries once out of combat, the curses prevented his wounds from healing. He remained in a half-dead state, and then Mo Shuying had just kicked him. If it weren't for his powerful Noble Phantasm armor, he might have truly returned to the Throne.

"Indeed, I am Siegfried, the Dragon-Slayer. And you are?"

Siegfried tried to stand, but it was incredibly difficult. Mo Shuying scratched his head; it seemed they had no way to heal this man.

Their team really lacked a healer.

"We're good people."

Mo Shuying reached out to steady the swaying Siegfried, but Siegfried's wary gaze stopped him.

"Don't worry, they should be good people."

The Holy Maiden Knight, at the end of the group, spoke up. Siegfried turned to look at her, then smiled.

"It's you. Uh... were you captured?"

Seeing the floral restraints on the Holy Maiden Knight, Siegfried's eyes grew even warier.

In his opinion, the Holy Maiden Knight, who had saved him, was a good person. If she had been captured by these people, then these people must be problematic!

"Yes, because I'm on the evil side, so I was captured. Heh, want to laugh? You can mock me all you want."

The Holy Maiden Knight said self-deprecatingly.

Siegfried looked embarrassed.

"No, I didn't mean it like that."

Truth be told, while Siegfried was a great hero who slew dragons, he was very awkward when it came to emotions and interacting with others; he wasn't good at expressing himself.

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Mo Shuying narrowed his eyes and spoke.

"You two shouldn't be flirting in front of so many people."

"Flirting! Who! Not me!"

"That's not important. Right now, we need to go to Orléans to defeat Jeanne d'Arc Alter and cut off the head of the Evil Dragon Fafnir. Do you want to come along?"

Mo Shuying asked. Siegfried paused, then looked into Mo Shuying's eyes and said,

"Fafnir has revived? So that's why I was summoned. Alright! If this broken body of mine can still be of use, I'll go."

In legends, Siegfried was someone who couldn't refuse anyone. He always responded to others' requests, but ultimately met an unfortunate end.

"You really are..."

Mo Shuying hadn't expected Siegfried to agree so readily. He reached out and pulled out a Life Potion.

"This potion can help you recover some vitality, but you still have some curses on you, don't you? It's these curses that are hindering your self-recovery. I can't do anything about that. Does anyone else have a way?"

The curses on Siegfried were quite potent. If they weren't removed, Siegfried would be useless.

"I can try."

Jeanne d'Arc, as a Holy Maiden, possessed a certain degree of purification power.

She walked up to Siegfried, placed her hand on his chest, and closed her eyes in prayer.

A golden light appeared, causing several blood-red curses on Siegfried's body to rebound.

A few minutes later.

"It's no good. My power has been diminished too much. I'm sorry."

Jeanne d'Arc, covered in sweat, ended the purification, but it hadn't been successful.

"No need to apologize, madam. Thank you for your help."

Siegfried bowed in thanks. Jeanne d'Arc gritted her teeth and said,

"I can't do it alone. If anyone else has the ability to purify curses, perhaps we can succeed if we work together."

Jeanne d'Arc looked around at everyone, but they all shook their heads.

"Hmph, if you beg me, I might tell you who can purify this curse."

The Holy Maiden Knight suddenly spoke, drawing everyone's attention.

"You know? Please tell us."

Jeanne d'Arc asked joyfully.

But the Holy Maiden Knight closed one eye and said haughtily,

"Why should I tell you? You treated me like this, so I won't tell you!"

The Holy Maiden Knight stuck out her tongue, her playful demeanor as if she had returned to her days before becoming a saint.

"Merlin."

"Understood."

Mo Shuying called out, and Merlin, knowing exactly what to do, dispelled the flower ropes, setting the Holy Maiden Knight free.

"Now, can you tell us?"

Mo Shuying asked again. He actually knew there was also Saint George, but he couldn't remember where to find him.

"Hmph, I have one condition. Promise me, and I'll tell you."

The Holy Maiden Knight rubbed her wrists, her gaze on Mo Shuying lighting up again.

"I'm not selling myself."

Mo Shuying couldn't help but take a step back.

The Holy Maiden Knight's face instantly darkened.

"What nonsense are you spouting?! A duel! I want to duel you! If you promise to fight me, I'll tell you where that person is!"

The Holy Maiden Knight was almost driven to madness by anger, cursing inwardly about how someone could be so narcissistic!

"Oh, another fight, huh? Why are you, a girl, so fond of violence? But, fine, I accept."

Mo Shuying indicated that for the greater good, he could even sacrifice himself a little.

"You accepted? Good! Then I'll tell you. The person you're looking for is in Thiers."

"Thiers? That's not close to here."

Marie was familiar with the geography of France and knew it was a considerable distance.

"I've told you already, believe it or not, that's your business."

The Holy Maiden Knight shrugged, speaking indifferently.

Mo Shuying waved his hand.

"It should be fine. Here's what we'll do: you all go ahead first, and I'll catch up with you after I finish fighting with this Holy Maiden."

To avoid delaying important matters, Mo Shuying decided to leave the group temporarily.

Siegfried was crucial for dealing with Fafnir, so it was important not to be too careless.

The group exchanged glances, understanding the urgency of the situation. Besides, they trusted Mo Shuying's strength and knew he could summon a mount (Hippogriff), so he would definitely catch up.

And so,

"Alright, we'll go first then."

The few of them quickly departed. Fujimaru Ritsuka took one last look at Mo Shuying, nodded, and followed the others. Merlin and Li Shuwen also didn't stay.

"Alright, Holy Maiden, now it's just the two of us here. Come on, let's go all out without any reservations."

Mo Shuying turned sideways, one hand behind his back, the other gesturing for her to approach.

A slight smile appeared on the Holy Maiden Knight's lips. She clapped her fists together and spoke.

"Allow me to formally introduce myself. My name is Martha, a spreader of faith, bestowed with the name of Holy Maiden, summoned as a Rider Class. This battle will be my last in this world."

Martha's words clearly stated her resolve; she had come intending to fight to the death.

Mo Shuying naturally had to respond to this determination.

"My name is Mo Shuying, just an ordinary Assassin."

Martha: "???"

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