Since Hassan-i-Sabbah said so, the others naturally had nothing to say.
After all, how could a bunch of outsiders understand a Hassan better than a Hassan?
Among the group, Serenity was the only one who trusted Hassan-i-Sabbah completely.
After all, this fellow had met with the Great Founder and hadn't lost his head.
She could find no other reason besides the Great Founder agreeing to cooperate and deciding that the bell for Hassan-i-Sabbah's death had not yet tolled.
After staying in the Mountain Village for a short while, Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mash were ready to set out for the Sun King's territory.
They had to deliver the message to the Sun King Ozymandias to formally establish their cooperative alliance.
To that end, they even went out of their way to drag Arash along.
"Why do you insist that I come along too?" Arash had asked them before being hauled away.
"Because the Sun King seems to be very interested in you," Da Vinci said with a smile that made Arash's expression stiffen.
If Fujimaru Ritsuka hadn't stepped in to explain a few things, Arash wouldn't have agreed to go even if they beat him to death today.
The villagers of the West Village also began their relocation.
Carrying living supplies and weapons, dozens of tightly wrapped Mountain People appeared before Daniel and the others.
"This is all the combat power the West Village can mobilize," Serenity lowered her head somewhat guiltily. "Many people wasted their lives because of my uselessness as a leader."
Seeing Serenity like this, Daniel felt that this was the best opportunity to take advantage of her vulnerability and win her over.
Unfortunately, he, Daniel, lacked poison immunity and didn't have the guts to try.
So, this task could only fall to Sanzang in the end.
Hassan-i-Sabbah was a total straight-laced guy and didn't have that kind of intuition.
Furthermore, there was a sense of rivalry between the Hassans. Regarding the fact that his village's combat power surpassed that of the West Village, although he didn't smile, in Serenity's eyes, he was already smiling.
At a time like this, even if he went over, it would at most be rubbing salt in Serenity's wounds.
"Alright, it's time to change the dressing." While Daniel was eating the rather tasteless mountain villager meal, Da Vinci suddenly walked in carrying a basin of water and a bowl of green stuff.
"I'm curious, where did you get these herbs?" Daniel sat on a large rock and propped his legs up so Da Vinci could change his dressing.
"Hassan-i-Sabbah found them," Da Vinci unwrapped the bandages on Daniel's feet, washed away the residual herb paste with water, and after checking the current state of his soles, evenly applied the freshly ground green herb paste onto them.
Then she wrapped them with new bandages and tied them tight.
"How does it feel?" Da Vinci asked, looking at Daniel eagerly.
Daniel had a somewhat bad premonition.
However, he still honestly described the sensation on his soles after the new herb paste was applied.
"Mm-hmm, it's about right, should be no problem," Da Vinci nodded and murmured with a face full of pride. "It should be mostly healed in two or three days. By then, Mash and the others will be back, and you'll be able to participate in the operation."
There was no other way; in these rugged mountains, it was already good enough to have herbs with similar properties, so one couldn't demand identical performance.
That's right, Daniel was serving as Da Vinci's test subject.
"I just don't know why, but after applying this paste, I suddenly feel very sleepy," Daniel said with a yawn.
"Oh, this paste has a certain anesthetic effect," Da Vinci replied with a shrug. "After all, we need to restore your mangled soles to perfect condition, so the medicinal power has to be a bit strong. It just hasn't fully kicked in yet."
"I was worried you wouldn't be able to handle it when the medicine kicks in later, so this anesthetic is stronger than the previous batch," Da Vinci explained. "Mainly because you slept deeply last time, plus you had Sanzang holding and comforting you, so you didn't wake up from the pain."
As she spoke, Da Vinci pointedly opened her arms toward Daniel.
"Dear Sanzang is currently with Serenity, so the role of placebo will be handled by Big Sister Da Vinci this time."
Don't come over here!
Looking at the glamorous and curvaceous Da Vinci, Daniel's heart refused.
But before he had time to clearly object, the anesthetic took away his consciousness.
The last thing he remembered was his face crashing into a soft, warm mass of flesh.
An exotic fragrance, different from Sanzang's, invaded his remaining consciousness.
When Daniel's consciousness returned, his entire body was bound so tightly that he didn't even have the ability to struggle.
It was as if he were being coiled by a giant python, unable to move.
Although Daniel hadn't experienced being coiled by an actual giant python, he imagined it would be similar... except he could still breathe, and the python wrapping around him was warm and fragrant.
Daniel's face was pressed right against Da Vinci's collarbone, while his chin and neck were buried between mounds of flesh.
His entire body was in close contact with Da Vinci.
Tears began to fill Daniel's eyes.
The reason was simple: he was having a physical reaction to a curvaceous, gentle, and virtuous-looking big sister who was actually an old man of unknown age on the inside.
What was the difference between this and social death?
Oh, there was a difference—the difference was the number of people who knew about it.
"No need for such a look of despair; Big Sister Da Vinci's maiden heart can get hurt too." Seeing Daniel's expression of agonizing pain mixed with a hint of secret joy, Da Vinci felt very moody.
"Although Big Sister Da Vinci was indeed a hundred percent tough guy in life, right now, no matter how you look at it, I've manifested using a female spirit core. The original sixty percent male hormones have turned into ninety percent female hormones. So, stop enjoying it with such a disgusted face, okay?"
Is there something wrong with your hormone conversion rate?
However, Da Vinci's comfort was quite effective.
After all, among all the Heroic Spirits, besides Mordred who was deeply secretive about her gender in life, everyone else who had been gender-swapped could accept it calmly, even accepting new heterosexual attractions.
One could only say that after becoming a Heroic Spirit, many people's genders began to become blurred.
That's right, d'Eon, I'm talking about you!
"Da Vinci, could you please let go of me? Being held like this is quite uncomfortable," Daniel asked with a sob while trying to struggle away from Da Vinci.
"Ah, if it's to prevent me from noticing your reaction, just give up." Da Vinci looked down at Daniel with a strange smile on her face. "That reaction has been there for several hours. Sanzang also mentioned that you had a reaction when she was holding you too."
It's decided. I'll use the Wanderer's authority to run away later!
This Earth can no longer accommodate him!
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