I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

Sighisoara is the small city closest to the territory of the Thousand World Tree clan. The city is located on the border of the Thousand World Tree clan's territory. Neither the black master nor the servants can detect the aura, so it was selected as a stronghold by the red side - the opponent's territory of Trifas is too dangerous, and the capital of Romania, Bucharest, is far away. And too far away.

Sighisoara was formed after the Saxons moved in in the twelfth century. Because it retains the original appearance of a medieval fortified town, it is also a representative of the perfect fusion of Latin-Oriental culture in Central Europe and Byzantine-Orthodox culture in Southeast Europe, so it is known as The historical city is one of Romania's top tourist destinations.

Here, you can see the 920-meter-long city wall and 14 towers built on the city wall. Of course, there is no less the Sighisoara Castle, which is guarded by city walls and towers and is a symbol of the city.

In addition to these military facilities, you can also see many cultural and religious places of interest, such as the monastery cathedral built in the 15th and 16th centuries, the Orthodox church built in the 18th century, and the oldest hillside cathedral.

Hillside Cathedral, hence the name Siyi, is a cathedral built on a hillside. It was built in the 14th-15th century and is connected by a staircase with a canopy. This staircase is said to have one hundred and twenty-seven steps, and is itself a monument that gives the cathedral its name.

Climbing to the top of the stairs, you will see the rocket-shaped church in front of you. It's said to be a rocket, but it's actually just a church with a steeple. The church itself is not very large. The steeple where the bell tower is located and the nave used for prayer occupy more than half of the church's area.

At the top of the bell tower, a man and a woman stood.

The male has a youthful appearance, appearing to be no more than twenty years old. Although the white hair has not been carefully styled, it is still soft. The skin color is between dark and brown, but it does not give people a dull feeling. It is like wheat in the sun, showing simple health. The black monastic uniform that covers the whole body is very suitable for the church at his feet, making people feel close to him.

The woman looks a few years older than the man. Her pair of pointed ears are reminiscent of the legendary elves (elf, not the elves of the elven era). Her elegant and somewhat seductive appearance is enough to drive any man who sees her crazy. The heavy yet gorgeous dress exudes an air of indescribable decadence.

The man stared at the foot of the mountain and said in a warm voice: "Oh, oh, it seems that I have been warned."

"It's not my fault."

The woman turned her head slightly, her complaint a little awkward, which made her more charming.

"But if it's you, you should be able to figure out that Saber's real name."

To the woman's surprise, the man actually shook his head: "Not this time. That Saber has a Noble Phantasm that hides information. I can see its basic attributes, but other than that -"

"I think the best policy is to eliminate uncertainties as soon as possible. Before it's too late, why don't you send someone to catch up?"

A white dove flapped its wings and landed on the woman's arm. The woman turned her pointed ears sideways, and her long black hair hung down like a waterfall, stirring up a hint of sweet fragrance.

But the murderous intention brought by this fragrance was simply rejected by the man: "No, no, let's forget it. After all, we are also companions, it's too early to fight."

"Companion? No."

"They are also people seeking the Holy Grail. We have the same interests on this point, so we are companions - at least until we defeat Black's servant. Moreover, I know the identity of that Saber."

"Huh? But didn't you just say that the real name was hidden and couldn't be seen through?" The woman narrowed her slender eyes.

"Just because you can't see through it doesn't mean you can't know it through other methods." There was a hint of something different from the sunshine in the man's smile.

"Pretending to be mysterious." The woman glared at the man. Even though she was angry, she still had a soul-stirring beauty.

The man held his chin up with his hand and looked puzzled: "Don't women like mysterious creatures? I remember a saying like 'A secret makes a woman woman' (A woman is beautiful because of her secret)."

"I don't deny it, but a man's pretentiousness is a sign of his lack of grace." The woman responded tit for tat.

"is that so?"

"yes."

"Okay, since you say so, let me tell you Saber's real name. Her real name is Mordred, one of the Knights of the Round Table, the rebellious knight who ended the legend of King Arthur."

One of the man's pronouns caught the woman's attention: "She? Mordred is a woman?"

"Yes, in order to conceal this and prevent King Arthur from seeing Mordred's identity, her mother Morgan gave her daughter a helmet and told her to 'never take it off'. This legend was sublimated into a Noble Phantasm , blocking her key information."

"Oh? You know very well. Did you also follow that King Arthur? With such a mysterious appearance, could you be that Merlin?"

"Where are you thinking? I am a real human being, not a nightmare." The man scratched his head with some trouble, "I also told you my name, why don't you believe it? You are so awesome Semirami. Si, can’t you tell if I lied?”

"Why do you always pretend to be mysterious?" The woman called Semiramis snorted.

"Compared with the Assyrian Empress, a nobody like me is naturally not worth mentioning."

The man didn't care. This seemingly humble, but actually arrogant attitude made Semiramis feel angry.

She waved her hand, said "Insincere flattery." and turned to leave.

Seeing this, the man hurriedly handed over his hands: "Your Majesty, Queen, please calm down. Don't you want to know why we are on guard?"

"It won't be my responsibility anyway." Semiramis was still angry.

"No, it's quite the opposite." Shirou waved his hand.

"Are you kidding me?"

"How could it be? I am an 'honest and reliable young man'."

"If you talk too much, I'll pull out your tongue!" Semiramis said with a gloomy face, and the air in the entire bell tower became solemn.

"..."

"Why don't you speak? I'm waiting for your explanation."

The man opened his mouth and pointed at his tongue.

Semiramis laughed angrily: "I don't let you talk, it doesn't mean I don't let you speak."

"Oh, that's it. It scared me." The man patted his chest to show his shock.

"Say it."

"As you command, Her Majesty the Queen. The reason why they are wary of us is because Mordred feels the same aura from you as her mother."

"That Morgan? King Arthur's sister?"

"That's right." The man nodded, "The poisonous snake hiding in the dark, the culprit who conspired to subvert the Arthur Dynasty with a rebellious son, is your kind in a sense."

"Viper... Viper... Do you think of me the same way? My master." An unprecedented sweet smile bloomed on Semiramis's face. Along with the sweet smile was the fragrance that made the whole world seem brighter. .

"Snake or not, she can't compare to you in terms of venom." The man also smiled, a bright smile.

"Thank you for the compliment." Semiramis waved her hand with a smile that never faded, and the strong fragrance made people intoxicated.

Then, the man rolled his eyes, clutched his chest, and twitched all over.

Semiramis looked down at the man who was slowly falling to the ground with cold eyes: "Then have a taste of my poison - the Arrogant King's wine (Sikera Usum)!"