Simultaneously traversing from Type-Moon

"Zaid of the base, Swift Markul, are the spirits of the Servant codenamed [Hundred-Faced Hassan]. There are a total of eighty-eight spirits, who are..."

Du Can recounted all the information about Bai Mao Hassan.

Am I right?

After hearing Du Can recount their intelligence so clearly, Zaid and Makul's faces, hidden behind their skull masks, turned grim.

"Now that things have come to this, what do you have to say?"

Zaid said resolutely, "I have nothing more to say. Please take action immediately."

Markul kept repeating, "Gu, just kill me."

"No, I won't do it. I finally got a Servant, even if it's just two fragments of a Servant, only two out of eighty-eight, it's not impossible."

Du Can felt a little regretful. He had been a bit too weak before and hadn't captured Gildre alive, which meant he could only capture two fragments now.

“We are not your servants, and you can’t control us.”

"Gu, just kill me."

"Hehehe! That's not up to you anymore!"

Du Can's strength has reached this level, and he has gained a certain understanding of spirit and soul. Moreover, he is not just someone who sneers; he actually obtained a Soul Palace inheritance by accident on the Dou Qi Continent.

When it comes to manipulating souls, the Soul Palace is quite professional.

After receiving the inheritance, Du Can practiced diligently and has now made some progress. Today, he will use the two of them to test his skills.

Even if you accidentally kill one, there's always another one, right?

"Hehehe! You two should have a good taste of my cooking! Hehehe!"

Looking at Du Can's face, which resembled that of a world-destroying villain, Zaid cried out in terror, "You won't succeed!"

Markul cried out in terror, "Guh, I don't want to die!"

"Jiggle jiggle jiggle jiggle jiggle jiggle jiggle..."

"Aa ...

"Gua ...

Three minutes later.

"Master!" "Master!"

Two loyal assassins appeared before Du Can.

Du Can released the Blue Silver Iron Wire from its restraints, and the two of them respectfully knelt before Du Can.

"Okay." Du Can nodded, then gave the order, "You two, go and take care of Kirei Kotomine."

He had also learned that Hassan of a Hundred Faces' Master was Kirei Kotomine.

Damn it! All he did was steal his lunch. Was it really necessary to send an assassin to kill him?

Alright, now that the feud has been formed, let's see if he can withstand the assassination attempt by his own servant.

As for the fragments of his own servant, two out of eighty-eight have already betrayed this information. Will he obtain them?

One interesting characteristic of Hassan the Hundred Faces is that they do not share memories with each other unless they communicate with each other.

In other words, Kirei Kotomine most likely doesn't know that his Servant's fragment has betrayed him, and even if he does, it's okay; he can always take action himself next time.

Yes.

The two Servant fragments accepted the order and left.

Chapter 54 The Hundred-Faced Hassan's Internal War

Kirei Kotomine is a priest, but he doesn't like little boys.

He loves nothing.

No, there is still one thing I love, and that is Mapo Tofu.

Previously, he encountered that interesting person and intended to have a chat with him, but he was driven away and didn't even get to taste Mapo Tofu.

He had originally planned to tell Archer about this interesting matter, but instead, he decided to have Assassin test the waters first.

He wanted to see what the other person's character was like.

If he is killed by Assassin, it proves that he misjudged him; although the opponent is powerful, he is still within the realm of humanity.

However, if he kills Assassin, it would prove that the other party has transcended humanity, and then he would be more attractive to him than Kiritsugu Emiya.

Kirei Kotomine is looking forward to it.

"Assassin, you're back. How did things go?"

A dark figure appeared beside Kirei Kotomine.

That was none other than Hassan.

"Master, I have lost contact with two of my clones."

"Oh? Were they wiped out?"

"No intelligence has been sent back, and their fate is unknown."

"Unknown fate? That means he's dead!"

Kirei Kotomine activated the empathy magic he had set up on Hassan the Hundred Faces. Empathy magic can synchronize what the other person sees and hears with him, including pain.

Kirei Kotomine saw the final scene of the two clones from a first-person perspective, as if he were on the scene.

The mysterious man and Rider were grilling fish by the river. One clone went up first to probe, while the other clone prepared to assassinate Rider's Master.

Kirei Kotomine had previously been ordered by Tokiomi Tohsaka to test the Rider group, so his current performance was not surprising.

Then, both clones were grabbed by the mysterious man and slammed to the ground.

Kirei Kotomine suddenly felt as if his entire skeleton had shattered, and then his vision went black as he lost sight of his two clones.

Kirei Kotomine could no longer sense the subsequent situation of his two clones. He remained expressionless, and despite the sudden, intense pain he had just experienced, it did not make him frown.

"Those two clones have indeed completely lost contact; they have probably been eliminated by the mission target."

Kirei Kotomine reached this conclusion.

at this time.

boom!

The church door was smashed open with a single punch, and the loud noise instantly drew the attention of Kirei Kotomine and Hassan Hyakgayoshi.

Amidst the broken door and billowing smoke, two dark figures appeared in the doorway under the sunlight.

Both of them wore skull masks, making it impossible to see their facial expressions. But even without looking at their expressions, their current behavior alone was enough to prove that these two people came with destruction and slaughter in mind.

"Zaid! Makur! You two are still alive... No! You're not them! Who are you?!"

When Bai Mao Hassan saw his two resurrected clones, he was very puzzled. If they were not dead, why did they not contact him?

However, he knew it in an instant.

Although there is a subtle connection in their spiritual cores, and their physique, appearance, and aura are similar to their two former incarnations, Hassan the Hundred Faces' soul refuses to acknowledge that they are Zaid and Makur.

They are nothing more than strange creatures wearing the skins of Zaid and Makur, but with completely different cores.

Who are you?!

“My name is Benbo Ba, and his name is Babo Ben.”

"His name is Benbo Ba, and mine is Babo Ben."

"We're a suicide squad! Kirei Kotomine! Hand over your head!" ×2

Benboba (Zaid) ?? Baboben (Makur).

The two of them struck a pose at the doorway, like a Super Sentai team making their entrance.

This left both Hassan Hyakko and Kirei Kotomine speechless.

"you……"

"Alright, Assassin, they've both been controlled and betrayed by the other side through mysterious means. Go and take them out."

Kirei Kotomine issued the order.

"But how is that possible?"

Hassan was completely incredulous.

It's important to understand that his ability to create clones is not an ordinary skill, but rather his Noble Phantasm, a mysterious crystallization of his life's achievements sublimated under the blessing of fantasy and faith.

How could the effects of a Noble Phantasm be stolen or altered by someone?

No, it's still possible.

Hassan then remembered the Berserker he had met before, who had the ability to steal Archer's Noble Phantasm and use it for his own purposes.

It seems that the mysterious person the Master is dealing with also possesses similar powers.

Having thought this through, even though he was unwilling, Hundred-Faced Hassan had no choice but to destroy his two clones.

"【Zabaniya】!"

Hassan the Hundred-Faced immediately activated his Noble Phantasm.

In an instant, more than a dozen black figures appeared beside him.

Those were all his clones.

During his lifetime, Bai Mausoleum had countless different personalities, and he would switch between different personalities to deal with different people.

After his death, his multiple personality traits transformed into his Noble Phantasm, allowing him to separate his personalities into independent entities.

He can create up to eighty-eight clones, but the more clones he creates, the weaker each clone becomes.

Therefore, when facing two clones, a dozen or so clones are enough to gang up on the opponent.

"Go together!"

Hassan's clones, displaying their fine tradition of overwhelming the weak, marched up side by side.