In Fuyuki: Beginning with King Hassan

After traveling to the Xingyue world, I actually became the lowest-level representative of the Holy Church and was being tortured. Awesome, this is such a bad start, I really don't want to play anymore! After inheriting the memory of the original owner, my eyes darkened. He lived a fucked up life. Not only did he have to fight for his life against the Dead Apostles and the Crazy Magician every day, but he was also treated as an outcast by the higher-ups. I was so desperate, I thought I was going to die this time. But suddenly, my golden finger arrived! It's a system called "Heroic Spirit Drawing Cards". Now I'm so scared of myself. I'm the protagonist of the new generation of Long Aotian, okay? So I was stunned, hehe. When facing the arrogant Clock Tower Lord and the cruel Twenty-seven Ancestors, I simply drew cards with my backhand. The system's beautiful prompt sounded: Ding, congratulations on drawing the crowned assassin, Mountain Master! When the sword of the Evening Clock cuts off the magician's pride, and when the First Emperor's Noble Phantasm crushes the rules of the Holy Grail, the whole world will tremble. "Magician? Dead disciple? None of them are good enough in front of the title!" The Holy Grail War, the burning of humanity, the arrival of the Lost Belt... The moment I finally stepped onto the Throne of Heroic Spirits with the help of countless heroic spirits, the two restraining forces finally could no longer sit still. They asked me a question that made me stunned for a moment. The problem is this: Are you the saint who saves the world, or the devil who ends the moon? I looked at them leisurely, and slowly spoke in their expectant and malicious eyes...