"Villagers conversation? What does this mean?" Gudako was a little confused. Could it be that Wu Ming misunderstood the villagers' words?
Then she was hit on the head by Wu Ming.
"Ouch~" Gudako shouted while covering her small head.
"I'm not as bad as you think."
Wu Ming opened his mouth to explain.
"I was just looking for Lucius when I overheard about Hassan of the Cursed Arm from the villagers."
After all, when the villagers had no entertainment facilities and were in the middle of a war, they could only chat to relieve their worries.
And if the people you know are strong and kind creatures, then there will be a lot of people talking about them.
And Wu Ming happened to hear something when he was constantly looking for Lucius in the village. Through his own judgment and analysis, he came to the fact that Hassan of the Cursed Arm was a "local".
"I didn't ask any questions~" Wu Ming shrugged, declaring his innocence.
However, Hassan of the Hundred Faces didn't believe it.
"I don't think you can guess the identity of Hassan of the Cursed Arm from the chatter of the villagers."
So he immediately showed his disbelief.
But there will always be people who will believe it, and if the parties believe it, then everyone will say nothing.
"No, Hassan of the Hundred Faces, there is indeed such a possibility." Hassan of the Cursed Arm shook his head at Hassan of the Hundred Faces, denying his doubts.
After that, Hassan of the Hundred Faces didn't say anything. Although he was a local, he was not from the eastern village. As the "host", Hassan of the Cursed Arm says more than he says.
And Hassan of the Cursed Arm himself knew that the villagers would talk about him from time to time, and he had heard the contents of the conversation several times, so he was not surprised that Wu Ming could guess his identity.
"So, it's easier for Hassan of this generation to lead the team to find the First Hassan than Hassan of other generations, isn't it." Wu Ming said, and glanced at Hassan of the Hundred Faces.
Although Wu Ming didn't mean much to ridicule, in the eyes of Hassan of the Hundred Faces, Wu Ming's gaze was quite mocking.
"Huh!" Out of sight, out of thought, Hassan of the Hundred Faces turned his head away from Wu Ming.
Hassan of the Cursed Arm also consciously turned everyone's attention to this topic.
"Then let me lead everyone to find First Hassan."
Hassan of the Hundred Faces moved as if to say something, but after struggling a bit, she stopped.
This naturally caught Wu Ming's eyes, plus Hassan of the Hundred Faces' constant doubts earlier and Hassan of the Cursed Arm's concealment had just emerged, Wu Ming could fully judge, there must be something unspeakable hidden in it.
"Hassan of the Cursed Arm, where to find First Hassan, and what is the price?"
This question stunned everyone, the first point is nothing, the key is the last point.
Since in general, this kind of thing is not all explored on its own, how can Wu Ming ask directly?
Sometimes, Wu Ming still wants to be a straight person, because being a "detective" requires a lot of brain cells.
"On the mountain that continues to the north, there is the temple of Azrael, which is Hassan's holy place. It is said that First Hassan had slept in the temple. "Hassan of the Cursed Arm, can't help but look north.
Hassan of the Hundred Faces also spoke at this time.
"Even though it is a legend, we firmly believe that First Hassan slept there," said Hassan of the Hundred Faces respectfully.
Wu Ming nodded, and then his words changed.
"Then what is the price, sacrificing the life of contemporary Hassan?"
"Hah?!" Wu Ming's words made Gudako and Mashu exclaim in astonishment.
After all, the difference was too big.
Looking for someone to help you requires sacrificing your life or something, even if it's not your own life, but someone else's life, in Gudako and Mashu's point of view, this is not allowed.
"Is this true, Hassan of the Cursed Arm?" Gudako called out Hassan of the Cursed Arm's name with a serious expression.
Since the Old Man of the Mountain were all Hassan-i-Sabbah, so she couldn't be called Hassan-i-Sabbah, and there were other Hassans after all.
Therefore, Hassan of the Cursed Arm said that it was enough to call himself Hassan of the Cursed Arm, which is why Gudamo called him that.
"Please tell us the truth, Hassan of the Cursed Arm." Mashu said.
In desperation, the spokesman for Hassan of the Cursed Arm had no choice but to nod.
"Indeed, as Sir Vero said, seeking help from the First Hassan would cost the life of a Hassan, and that Hassan is me as the contemporary Hassan."
"Is that true?!" Gudako was surprised.
"Then how did Vero senpai know?" Mashu looked at Wu Ming in confusion.
"I'm afraid it's because First Hassan killed Hassan." Da Vinci, who had been silent for a long time, spoke up.
"Da Vinci is right, actually, you can understand it if you think about it carefully." Wu Ming nodded, gesturing for Gudako and Mashu to think.
The First Hassan would kill the "misguided" Hassan, and if seeking help from the real Hassan was deemed "misguided", then one of the Hassan should be beheaded.
But the question is whether "seeking help from the real Hassan" is "misleading".
In general, this should not be considered as "misleading".
Mashu and Gudako thought so.
However, reality is sometimes so unexpected.
"Seeking First Hassan's help is, in our opinion, misguided." Hassan of the Hundred Faces told the truth with regret.
"Then, if we go seek help from First Hassan, won't we…" said Gudako, looking at Hassan of the Cursed Arm Hassan who didn't waver at all.
"Yes, Hassan needs to be sacrificed." Hassan of the Cursed Arm nodded, which was why he hesitated earlier.
In the eyes of Hassan of the Hundred Faces, Wu Ming was already extremely powerful, and it didn't matter whether he found the First Hassan or not.
However, Hassan of the Cursed Arm had not seen Wu Ming's true abilities, so when Wu Ming proposed to find First Hassan, Hassan of the Cursed Arm did not refuse.
"This matter is easy to handle, I have a way to solve this problem." Wu Ming smiled slightly, his smile was very mysterious.
And this time, someone needed to make a statement.
Gudako and Mashu looked at each other and nodded at the same time.
"We believe in Assassin," the two said in unison.
"Since that is the case, I will also trust Sir Vero once." Hassan of the Cursed Arm Hassan chose to trust Wu Ming, or the person the Master of the Chaldea trusted.
"Ah~ I also really want to see what Vero can do~" Da Vinci naturally didn't have to say anything else.
In the end, Hassan the Hassan of the Hundred Faces was left behind.
"Hassan of the Cursed Arm said so, what else can I do?" Hassan of the Hundred Faces nodded helplessly.
"Okay, since the matter is resolved, let's split up." Wu Ming nodded in satisfaction.
"Separate?" ×5
Doubts arose in everyone's mind.