Next, Shen Er, what's your business?

Chapter 422 Gathering Sighisoara ([-])

The place where Lion Jie and Mordred woke up was not in the underground catacombs of Fass, but in a room in a remote small hotel outside Sighişoara.For the sake of caution, they did not rent the house in their own name, but occupied the room rented by others by hinting.

After receiving Shirou's subpoena, the two people who had gone deep into the lone army temporarily retreated from the original hiding place Tolifas to the vicinity of Sighişoara.

As a necromancer who has been on the battlefield all year round, Lion Jie has an extraordinary sensitivity to war - without further confirmation or waiting and watching, he knows that the red berserker will definitely die.

Now that the number of players is inferior to the opponent, there is no longer any chance for Black to expand its advantage.Before the two sides make further actions, just wait here.At least if it is here, the other party does not have a geographical advantage, and the priest Shirou is also nearby, so he can watch over and help each other in case of danger--Shishi Jie, who didn't know that Shirou and his party had moved, thought so.

Scratching the some itchy scars on his face, Shishi Jie sat up from the sofa, the influence of the dream still remained on his face.

Mordred, who was playing with the stray cat, glanced at his Master and laughed.

"Have you been having nightmares since you moved from that catacomb to this hotel? Necromancers are really troublesome."

To the girl's surprise, in the past, she would retort or explain Shishijie indifferently, and just looked at her silently.That inexplicably sad look in her eyes made her feel uncomfortable.

"What are you doing, it's disgusting."

"No, it's fine, let's go eat." Lion Jie avoided Mordred's gaze, got up and walked out.

Although Mordred was a little concerned, when he heard the meal, he immediately put all doubts behind him. As the only child of King Arthur, although he did not have the right to inherit the throne, he inherited the king's different-dimensional stomach, referred to as the king's stomach.

"Oh, let's eat, let's eat, what are we going to eat today?~"

Picking up the wild cat he picked up, Mordred hummed and followed behind Lion Jie.

"What a simple guy." Lion Jie shook his head and muttered softly.

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Randomly looking for an open-air teahouse, Shishi Jie was listlessly flipping through the newspaper, while Mordred was devouring it with great interest, the contrast was stark.When there is no battle, the two of them usually pass the time in such a harmonious way that it is almost written on their faces-"It's so boring, I really want to make trouble."

Perhaps God heard their voices, and an inconspicuous gray dove descended from the sky, bringing a note.The note reads in correct handwriting - the black lancer is in Sighisoara, and no other black followers have been found.

Although it was only a short sentence, Shizi Jie already understood what Father Shirou wanted to convey.

The red side lost the berserker, and the black side should also lose one player. Regardless of whether the lancer is the bait or not, since it has come, don't even think about going back.

"Hey~ It seems that they want us to be the pioneers." Lion Jie threw away the newspaper, "Indeed, this is the most suitable choice."

"What's the matter, master?" Mordred, who was buried in eating, raised his head and asked vaguely.

"The Black Lancer is nearby."

"Really? This is really good news. It's a good time to fill up your stomach and exercise."

Mordred thrust his fork into the sausage vigorously, as if he mistook the sausage for a black lancer.

"I said, it's daytime, and you want to fight in such a crowded place—my lord?" Lion Jie joked.

"Hmm—" Mordred was struck by lightning, and what made her even more angry was that the wild cat secretly snatched away the largest fish on her dinner plate.

"Ah, that's what I specially saved for the last, give it back to me!"

How could the wild cat give up the food in its mouth and run away.

"Don't run!" Mordred spread his limbs and chased after him, the movement was exactly the same as that of a wild cat.

Lion Jie pushed down his sunglasses and watched the scene speechlessly.

This guy, could it be that his IQ has degenerated into a cat?Uh, humans can't degenerate into cats, they should be... apes? (That's right, Xiao Mo won the Hou-style alkali-making method, no, the monkey-style smart subtraction method.)
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The "eyes and ears" of the Thousand World Tree family are all over Romania, and Sighişoara is no exception. Although it is not as pervasive as Tulifas, it is still no problem to pay attention to key figures.

When Mordred, who looks fierce and looks like a vicious criminal, and Mordred, who looks like a bad girl with a pineapple head and shorts and suspenders, enters the city, the news is sent to Fiore's desk ——Because of Assassin's activeness, Danic handed over half of the intelligence network of the Thousand World Tree Clan to Fiore.

Combining the previously received information about the ruler and the news that another unidentified servant appeared in Sighişoara, Fiore couldn't help but sigh similarly to Semiramis.

"What's the matter? Everyone... Could it be that something happened in Sighişoara that we don't know? What is it?"

Tapping the armrest of the wheelchair rhythmically with her left hand, Fiore fell into deep thought.It is a pity that the Servant's strength far surpassing that of human beings makes it difficult to obtain information, and the existing information alone is not enough to draw conclusions, at least Fiore herself did not see anything.

"Maybe the assassin can see something."

If you can't see it yourself, ask someone to help you.The first thing that comes to mind is Shen Er, he is an assassin, and he is very sensitive to information, as can be seen from his previous performance.

However, as soon as this thought arose, Fiore pushed it down.The embarrassing incident of the night before yesterday caused her to be unable to face her servant properly. Whenever she saw his face, she would become at a loss, not knowing what to do.

"This is not going to work. We must change this bad situation."

Fiore bit her lip, and was about to summon her servants through a contract.However, before the thought came out, she flinched again.

"Well, it still doesn't work, I really..."

After complaining to herself for a while, Fiore pulled herself together.

"Don't think about these things for now. It's important, it's important—since Assassin doesn't work, find someone else. Archer—it doesn't work either."

Chiron, as the number two figure on the black side, is positioned as a military adviser, and his ability and wisdom are beyond doubt. It's just that he is now helping assassins in special training, and notifying him is tantamount to notifying assassins.Based on Fiore's understanding of her servants, she will definitely follow her at that time, and maybe it will make the already tense relationship even worse. (Actually not, Fiore thinks too much, so I say girl.)
Next, Fiore ruled out Coles (too familiar, you don’t need to ask him to know what he would say), Serenika (not thinking about war), Astolfo (prisoner, rational evaporation) , Spartacus (prisoner, never dealt with), Gold and Siegfried (the two went out early in the morning and didn't know what to do), Roger and Avis Brunn (stayed in the In the workshop, no communication with outsiders).

In the end, only the patriarch and half-teacher Danik and the leader of the black side, berserker Vlad III, remained.

Sweeping away the dissatisfaction in her heart, Fiore drove the wheelchair to the top floor of the castle.

(End of this chapter)