Next, Shen Er, what's your business?

Chapter 446 The key to the problem

In a corner of the ancient city of Sighisoara, a pair of green eyes and a pair of blue pupils are staring wide-eyed.

"..."

"..."

The green, opal-like eyes were full of dissatisfaction.

And those blue eyes, as clear as the sky after the rain, were full of doubts.

This relationship of staring and being stared at lasted for a full minute, until Joan of Arc, the owner of the blue eyes, was unwilling to remain silent like this.

"Well, Red Saber, why are you looking at me like that?"

"Because of your face. Wow, you really look alike. If the master hadn't said your real name, I almost thought... forget it, it's nothing, it's just that you look alike."

Mordred shook his head, shaking off the unreasonable boredom in his heart - the French who have been separated for more than 1000 years can only be explained by coincidence.

Joan of Arc, who had already had a similar experience, quickly realized it.

"With your father, King Arthur Artoria?"

"You know my real name? Oh, by the way, you are a ruler with privileges—then, have you met my royal father?"

"Yes, she came with me, and we are now allied for some reason."

Regarding Mordred's inquiry, Joan nodded frankly.

"Alliance? You can't pretend that you didn't hear this." Lion Jie, who was smoking a cigarette by himself, said, "As a referee, the ruler and the black lancer, this joke is not funny."

"It's not a joke."

The sound of leather boots hitting the stone pavement was accompanied by an awe-inspiring female voice, which was especially clear under the quiet night, and Arturia in a woolen coat came out from the corner of the winding street.The emerald eyes like Mordred paused for a moment on Lion Jie, and then moved to Joan of Arc.

"I'm back, you seem to be going well here?"

"Yes, everything is going well." Joan nodded with a smile.

"Where's Little Jack?"

"Going back to her mother."

"She's alone? What if—" Arturia's brows trembled slightly, and her eyes subconsciously moved to Mordred.

Mordred snorted, and turned his head awkwardly, not to meet his father's eyes.

"Don't worry, she's walking in a cloak."

"Well, then it should be fine."

After hearing this explanation, Artoria's expression finally eased.She has the best experience of the effect of Hades' cloak, and with its protection, she doesn't have to worry about Little Jack being discovered by other followers.

Seeing this, Joan's smile became more narrow-minded: "Oh, I can't see that you, Mother Tolia, care about little Jack."

Arturia blushed, and quickly counterattacked: "You mother Joan of Arc is not the same, but that is the cloak he lent you, and you just lent it out."

This time it was Joan's turn to blush, and she argued, "Anyway, he's Jack's father anyway."

Ordinarily, a King Arthur and a saint shouldn't have this kind of teasing with each other, but they can't help but have a sixth guide Lingxia beside them, who has been teased by this bad-hearted guy a lot, and has been affected unconsciously.

Although this level of ridicule, in the eyes of a veteran of Shizi Jie's level, it is pediatrics.But it's different if the two people who are pecking at each other are two heroes who are famous enough to be ranked in the top ten in Europe.

In just a few minutes, Lion Jie felt that his view of history was collapsing.

You tell me this is a saint?Is this King Arthur?Isn't this the two underage girls that can be seen everywhere (psychologically)?One Mordred is enough, two more, with the same face...

Lion Jie felt that he was under a lot of pressure.

Well, now a third face is added too.

"What is the relationship between that child and you?" This is the question Mordred is most concerned about at the moment. If she hadn't mistakenly believed that Jack was Artoria's child, she would not have made so many abnormal actions.

"You said little Jack, her situation is quite special, and she can't explain it clearly for a while. Simply put, she likes to call her mother when she sees women she feels close to. I have corrected her many times, but she just doesn't change."

Joan of Arc sighed as she spoke, she really had nothing to do with such a stubborn child.

"Father is the same?" Mordred asked Artoria.

"Yes, I was a little uncomfortable at first, but I got used to it later." Arturia nodded.

In fact, Mordred should be grateful to Little Jack. If there is no little Jack's mother, and his mother's name, Mordred will call him "Father" and "Father", Artoria will also show discomfort.

Of course, even if he knew, Mordred couldn't care less about thanking him now.Knowing that it was not what he thought, Mordred was so happy that he almost flew up, with a smirk on his face, and he kept muttering: "Ah, that's it, ah, that's it..." The lion robbed for a while Speechless - this is so silly.

Artoria looked sideways at Lion Jie: "Is she alright?"

Shi Shi Jie almost blurted out—Your child, you ask me?But after thinking about that dream, Shi Shi Jie swallowed his words again.If King Arthur really knew, Mordred would not be what he is now.

Just because I can't get it, I want it more and more, just like myself.

Recalling the incentives that made him decide to participate in the Holy Grail War, Lion Jie took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice: "It's okay, it will be fine in a while. Compared to this, I want to make a deal with you."

"What deal?" Joan asked.

"It's nothing, it's very simple. Don't you have something to ask me? I also have something to ask you. How about changing one question for another? Don't worry, I won't let you do things that violate the rules, how about it?"

Joan of Arc and Artoria looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

Lion Jie continued: "Let me ask first, why did you form an alliance?"

"Because there is a major problem in this Holy Grail War." Joan of Arc replied, "Artoria and I want to find out the reason."

"what is the problem?"

"This is the second question, now let me ask - have you ever met the Master of the Red Lancer?"

The exchange of information began like this, and in the next half an hour, there were bursts of exclamations.

"What? The master of the red lancer wants to kill you?"

"What? Are you acting alone? Have you only seen the red assassin and her master? At the same time, they contacted you unilaterally through the familiar?"

"What? You said the red assassin and sister are the same kind of people?"

"What? They were in Sighişoara before?"

……

All in all, in the quarrel, both sides got the information they wanted.Although there are still many doubts, there is one thing that the four of them are sure of - the crux of the problem lies in the red side, in the red assassin and that weird priest Shirou.

Find them and you will find the answer!
　At the end of the last chapter, a book friend mentioned the problem of Daomao. Let me explain. What I wrote before is very clear. During the Fourth World War, Daomao was a template during his lifetime, not God’s Domain swordsmanship. Later, he practiced in Utopia for 1500 years, and now he is. Maybe you misread or misremembered.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)