He was imprisoned in Nibelungen for a thousand years, only to find out upon his release that he was

real or fake.

You might as well not postpone the execution and just let me die on the spot.

"Don't worry, these confessions will be presented in the intelligence records that will be made public later."

This matter will also be recorded in the next installment of the "Odin's Abyss" series.

"In other words, these will soon be published as 'headlines' on the major powers... Jesta, you will become the center of attention, firing the first shot in the public overthrow of Odin's forces and your own kind!"

I fucking thank you and your whole family!

Jesta nearly had a mental breakdown.

He had never felt so desperate before.

Not only would they be repeatedly insulted and tormented by a mentally ill person who believed in Odin's conspiracy theories, but they would also be put on the hot seat of the Dead Apostles.

No, it's that they're being framed as "deadly traitors," and even if they manage to escape by sheer luck, they'll be forced to choose from all sorts of elaborate ways to die from the twenty-seven ancestors.

Let alone the six lives of "Six-in-One Men's Clothing", even if you gave him six thousand or sixty thousand lives, he still couldn't withstand this kind of torment.

"Criminal Jesta, how are you feeling now?"

"..." Jesta remained silent.

I feel like I could die right now, thank you.

"Now you know your fate, don't you? Hmph, this is the end for you as a die-hard Odin's lackey!"

"I've already told you I'm not Odin's—Aaaaaaah!"

Runes are dazzling and radiant!

Damn sun!

"..."

The fanatical young lady, who had been silently spying, witnessed the entire interrogation process and was equally bewildered.

Perhaps my judgment was wrong; this person's mental fortitude is far stronger than hers.

Especially in terms of hatred towards the pagan god Odin.

Who exactly is the fanatic?

It's really hard to say.

……

"Alright, it's finally your turn. Name, gender, age, race... give me everything word for word."

The fanatic uttered a single word, “assassin.”

Her name has long been forgotten.

"Oh?"

"Assassin? You?"

Lu Ming raised an eyebrow, but he couldn't see anything resembling a white skull mask on the fanatic's face. He hadn't found anything when he searched the woman earlier either.

"Then let me ask you, where's the mask? And also, you're not also named Hassan, are you?"

If you didn't know better, you'd think you were cosplaying Hassan from the Type-Moon Holy Grail War! And in a completely out-of-character (OOC) way.

“I…have no mask, and am not worthy to be called that name,” the fanatic whispered.

She failed to run for leader during her lifetime, so how could she be qualified to inherit the mask and name?

Lu Ming thought to himself, "So that's really the case. This level doesn't even qualify as cosplay." He then asked, "Then what are you here for?"

"Assassination." The fanatic lady uttered a single word concisely.

After saying that, his eyes glanced at Jesta, who had been tortured into a state of near death.

"Oh? When it came to executing Jesta, would you have dared to do it yourself if I had asked you to?"

Lu Ming asked in a deep voice.

Although the enemy of my enemy is my friend.

Those who can fight alongside Odin's enemies are his most loyal friends!

But the premise is that she didn't speak carelessly.

"Why wouldn't I dare?" the fanatical young lady replied without hesitation. "I couldn't ask for more."

“Okay,” Lu Ming asked again, “then later I need that Jesta to write down the charges himself. Do you dare to personally force him to write it down?”

“This—” Miss Fanatic hesitated.

She undoubtedly rejected all pagan gods, including Odin, but was it really true, as Lu Ming said, that Odin was a treacherous and vicious person who conspired with the Dead Apostle Jesta?

Based on what happened during the day, is there some discrepancy or misunderstanding?

"Hmm? Miss Assassin, it seems your faith is still not strong enough—"

Lu Ming shook his head, looking disappointed.

Now that we have embarked on the long and arduous path of confronting Odin, we must not waver or back down.

If she were that kind of person, even if she genuinely wanted to hunt down a Deadpool like Jesta, Lu Ming wouldn't bring her into the front-line team fighting against Odin.

Facing Odin will bring countless hardships. If one cannot be firm in will, unify thought, and maintain pure faith, any hesitation or retreat will lead to utter ruin!

"No, it's nothing, I can help."

The fanatical young lady immediately changed her tune.

When she heard Lu Ming say that her faith wasn't strong enough, she almost had PTSD.

Because when she was running for leader of the Assassins, she lost the election because of this very comment from the elders.

Miss Fanatic could not tolerate the fact that she herself would be trapped in a lifetime of regret for being rejected for the same reason!

Furthermore, looking at it from another angle, although he was knocked unconscious by a random Noble Phantasm, it was precisely because of this that he got the chance to personally kill his Master Jesta!

Thank God, thank this man for arranging all of this!

—Lu Ming: She should thank us!

"Alright, and one last question. You just mentioned assassination. So, you're quite knowledgeable about assassination techniques?"

Lu Ming's tone suddenly turned serious.

The fanatic didn't understand why he suddenly asked this question, and why his attitude was so different from before.

"Could it be...?"

He was ultimately an enemy in the pursuit of the Holy Grail—

"Indeed, I am the strongest assassin in this Nibelungen world!" Lu Ming promptly boasted.

Odin isn't around right now, so he's the strongest, no doubt about it.

"..."

The fanatic lady remained silent for a moment.

Because she had carefully observed Lu Ming's walking posture and movement habits, she found him to be someone who had undergone assassination training.

You should at least know the most basic breath concealment technique.

"You don't believe me? I'm apprenticed to the world's strongest assassin. On the very first day we met and I became his apprentice, I almost lost my head!"

Lu Ming was actually referring to Odin.

With a time-stopping mechanism and the strength of a Dragon King, who dares to say that such a configuration doesn't qualify as a top-tier assassin?

Even Angers, who was assassinated by Odin and lying on a plank, would nod in agreement upon hearing this, and would likely give it a thumbs down upon waking up.

Lu Ming has indeed been learning from Odin for decades.

"I also acquired a supreme assassination philosophy from decades of training as an assassin: that is, to be invincible in a direct confrontation and to directly cut down everyone who has ever seen me!"

"The perfect assassination could not have been more perfect!"

The fanatic was startled.

The more I listen to it, the more familiar it seems.

Slicing through enemies head-on... The world's strongest assassin... The master beheads his own family members...

Could it be that this person before us is a disciple of the first Hassan al-Sabah... the Grand Assassin, the Old Man of the Mountain!?

Volume 1: Chapter 42 Let's turn the tide! Open!

"Talk is cheap, come on, let's see what you've got."

Lu Ming felt that encountering a fellow assassin was a truly rare opportunity.

His decades of guerrilla assassination training were essentially self-taught, failing to provide a comprehensive understanding of the outside world.

Ultimately, there are countless talented people in the world, and someone like him can at most show some promise in alchemy and assassination.

But looking at the whole world and the entire river of history, what does this little bit of ability amount to?

Only by abandoning the arrogant mindset of complacency and engaging in genuine competition among peers can we spark wonderful ideas, promote mutual competition, and achieve common progress!

Lu Ming decided to showcase his hard-earned skills and, coincidentally, test the mettle of this fanatical young lady who seemed to consider herself a professional assassin.

A moment later.

The fanatical young lady, standing in the center of the medical research institute, softly chanted "Zabaniya (meditation nerve)".

This is her ability to sense the flow of wind, water, electricity, and magic, thereby mastering the surrounding terrain; it seems the original version did not have this effect.

The fanatic lady's fantasy bloodline (Zabaniya), while able to use the techniques of the previous Hassans, exhibits some differences.

In fact, this is also a typical characteristic of the "spellcasting" system in West Asia.

Unlike Western magic families, they pass down their family magic through "magic imprints" from generation to generation, linking to the "magic foundation" that exists in the world to complete the release.

"Spellcasting" is entirely "the exercise of mystery through one's own physical body," and all spellcasting practices and performances are completed independently.

Even with the same skill, different people will exhibit different effects depending on their individual characteristics.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a loud noise came from the end of the corridor, followed by a blurry figure that suddenly rushed in.

coming!

The fanatic had already sensed this; Lu Ming's figure was approaching in a straight line, and he had nowhere to hide in her special field of vision, the "meditation nerve."

Furthermore, she has discovered that what appears to be an ordinary building actually holds a hidden secret.

Ancient inscriptions are engraved on the supporting pillars, beams, and corridors of the building, and powerful magical energy fluctuations emanate from the magic circle.

Moreover, those complex patterns connect to the earth's veins below, forming a multi-layered defensive barrier with self-repairing and counter-attack capabilities, which is already at the level of a temple.

Even if the fanatic didn't know much about Western magic, she estimated that facing such a defense, she would find it quite troublesome if she were to infiltrate it.

She secretly believed that Lu Ming couldn't possibly break through quickly—

Boom!

'what? '

In an instant, she heard the explosion of runic light, the destruction of defensive positions, and the hissing sound of unstable and chaotic magical fluctuations.

As the smoke cleared, a lightning-fast shadow darted into the central room where the fanatics were! Without shifting positions or making any attempt to conceal himself, he launched a direct attack!

Her eyes widened.

Lu Ming's speed was so fast that even Miss Fanatic, a servant who prided herself on agility, was incredulous and her movements were momentarily slowed down.

That's the part she doesn't understand.

With the help of the "Rune Realm Master" persona, Lu Ming casually made a stroke, and the primordial runes shone brightly, instantly empowering him in one go!

In the blink of an eye, Lu Ming's overall attributes, including strength, speed, coordination, and endurance, were all boosted to a higher level!

This is the most basic attribute bonus, without any fancy mechanisms or complicated operations. It's just a simple and straightforward way to stack numbers!

Moreover, Lu Ming took this "exchange with peers" very seriously and intended to showcase his top-level "assassination skills," so he decisively chose to hold nothing back.

What do you mean by not knowing how to cherish a beautiful woman? I call it being cautious and respectful of my opponent!