I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

Not only in Romania, but even in the whole of Europe, there is no other city as unique as Sighisoara. Its specificity lies in the word "unchanged". Although it is only a small city with a population of 30,000, visitors will feel as if they have traveled back in time to the medieval era as long as they visit historical areas registered as World Cultural Heritage.

Walking up the uneven stone paved slope, you can see many residential houses that have not changed since the 16th century. The square used for the witch trials in the past also remains in its original state.

Other tourist attractions include the old home of Vlad III (now a hotel), the clock tower as a landmark, and the church on the hill located at the highest point of the old city. In any case, this is also the most suitable tourist destination for foreigners to "experience the Europe of the past".

To Mordred, who was active in the 6th century AD, the town was boring and had nothing to see.

For Arturia of the same era, this town is worth recalling.

Wandering on the streets that seemed to have been forgotten by time, she thought of her former royal city of Camelot, the people she had sworn to protect, and the knights surrounding the round table. ,

Walking on the main road that runs through the city, the cheers of the people echo in my ears - "King Arthur, King Arthur, King Arthur."

Passing through the square where the witches were being judged, she seemed to see Lancelot and Aragvin again drawing swords at each other.

Climbing the bell tower and overlooking the land, the panoramic view of Camelot that she had seen countless times appeared before her eyes.

It was really a nostalgic time. Although it was mixed with many heavy memories and many sad scenes, looking back on it today, fifteen hundred years later, she still regarded it as a treasure and could never forget it.

“What a great place.”

Arturia, who had traveled to every corner of Sighisoara with her feet, let out a contented sigh and broke away from the memories of the past.

"I'm sorry, Joan of Arc, but I have to walk with you again."

"It's nothing, there's still a lot of time anyway."

Jeanne's voice sounded out of thin air, as calm as ever. Under the cover of Hades's cloak, she perfectly avoided everyone's eyes and ears, following Arturia like a ghost, waiting for the red servants who might appear at any time.

Unfortunately, just like when he walked around the city in the morning, he still couldn't sense the breath of any servants.

"Has the red team already moved? Or is the assumption that the red team's base camp is in Sighisoara itself a mistake?"

Thinking about it carefully, no one said that the red team's base camp must be in Sighisoara. This was just my own analysis. Although it was approved by my companions, there was no evidence after all.

Besides, there is such a vast space between Sighisoara and the city of Myrenia, and there are many places to hide, so why must it be limited to the city?

Realizing her negligence, Jeanne felt a sense of frustration in her heart. Of course, a little bit of happiness is inevitable. The ally who claims to be a teacher always says that he is stupid, but he is not smart at all - the so-called saint is ultimately judged by future generations. The essence of Joan of Arc is just a peasant girl under twenty, although she is pious and noble. , there is still a considerable distance from the enlightened state of mind of "not being happy with things, not being sad with yourself".

After calming down, Joan asked: "What should we do next?"

"Go meet Lingxia and the others, and then stay here for the night. If no other servants show up, we will leave here - huh?"

Just as Arturia was retelling Shinji's arrangements, a rhythmic vibration came from her waist.

She reached into her pocket and took out a white mobile phone - this was the communication device that Lingxia had prepared for Artoria in Tokyo. In order to prevent it from being noticed by the Clock Tower and the World Tree entrenched in Europe, she also specially used the global Japanese local communication card for communication services.

“The green one is connected, the green one is connected.”

While recalling Lingxia's teachings, she pressed the green button.

As soon as the call was connected, Lingxia's anxious voice came from the receiver:

"Artoria, come here quickly, we are being targeted by the red servants."

"What!" Arturia's expression changed instantly, "Where are you?"

"Shopping Street, hurry up! Jack is dealing with the enemy, but he won't be able to hold on for long."

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It can only be said that the sixth directors Lingxia and Jack were unlucky when they were discovered.

An ordinary woman, a modern servant with no job promotion bonus, her physical ability cannot be compared with that of King Arthur and Joan of Arc who led the army in battle, so she did not act with them.

Of course, the mother and daughter were not idle either. While the two heroes were walking on the road, they prepared their accommodation for the night.

It cannot be in a residential area where locals live, as it would be inconvenient to hide. You can't go too far away from residential areas, otherwise you will expose yourself. In the end, Lingxia chose the hotel closest to the bell tower.

It is adjacent to the Acropolis Scenic Area, so no one will visit the city at night, and the natural terrain advantage of the city wall also provides convenience for the followers to fight.

A few hundred meters walk in the opposite direction is the shopping street, with all kinds of living facilities. Living here will not arouse suspicion.

After booking a luxury suite on the top floor, Lingxia hugged Jack and took a nap in the room.

After running around all morning, I am really tired. And the best way to recover is to sleep with my daughter.

Jack loved to jump on the bed, throw back the sheets, and swarm around him like bugs. When she gets tired of playing, she will put the sheet on Lingxia's body, then put her face on Lingxia's belly and fall asleep.

Looking at Jack like this, Lingxia felt that all the suffering was no longer suffering, and all the tiredness was no longer tired.

It was almost evening when the mother and daughter woke up. Calculating the time, the two big eaters who were overwhelming the road should be back - this is why Lingxia chose this place to live. If food stalls, restaurants, and bakeries weren't all available, other places might not be able to satisfy these two people's stomachs. And this also became another reason why she imagined the relationship between King Arthur and Joan of Arc. They were both so delicious, so who would believe them if there was no connection at all.

Just as the mother and daughter went to the shopping street to buy large and small bags - they couldn't do it without shopping. Europe is no better than Japan. Many stores close when the sun sets. If they don't buy, they will run out of time. Shishi Jie and Mordred also arrived at the shopping street.

Being snatched away by Shinji as an assassin, Jack naturally lost the "aura barrier". Although her aura without an assassin was much weaker than that of other servants, no matter how weak it was, it did not hide from Mordred's perception - after all, she was Children of Arturia, with keen ancestral perceptions.

When Mordred released his murderous intent, Jack also realized something was wrong. She handed the things in her hand to Lingxia, told Lingxia not to follow, turned around and ran into the alley on the side of the road.

PS: There is no way, Sighisoara is so big, and Mordred has inherited the "King's Stomach". If Dumao hadn't been immersed in memories, the two of them would have bumped into each other long ago.