In a corner of the ancient city of Sighişoara, a pair of green eyes and a pair of blue eyes are staring at each other.
"... "
"... "
Green, cat's eye-like eyes flashing with deep dissatisfaction.
But those blue eyes, as clear as the sky after rain, were filled with doubt.
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 any longer.
"Um, Red Saber, why are you looking at me like that?"
"Because of your face. Wow, you really look alike. If the master hadn't told me your real name, I would have thought... Never mind, it's nothing, you just look alike."
Mordred shook his head, getting rid of the unreasonable annoyance in his heart - the French, separated by more than 1,000 years, could only be explained by coincidence.
Joan of Arc, who had already had a similar experience, reacted quickly.
"With your father, King Arthur Altria?"
"You know my real name? Oh, by the way, you are a ruler, you have privileges - so, have you also met my father?"
"Yes, she came with me, and we are currently allied for some reason."
In response to Mordred's question, Jeanne nodded calmly.
"Alliance? You can't pretend you didn't hear that." Lion Jie, who was smoking alone, said, "As a referee, Ruler and Black Lancer, this joke is not funny."
"It's not a joke."
The sound of leather boots hitting the cobblestone pavement, accompanied by a dignified female voice, was particularly clear in the quiet night. Altria, wearing a woolen coat, walked out from the corner of the winding street. Her emerald eyes, like those of Mordred, paused on Lion Jie for a moment, then moved to Jeanne.
"I'm back. Everything seems to be going well for you?"
"Yes, everything went well." Joan of Arc nodded with a smile.
"Where's little Jack?"
"She went back to her mother."
"She's alone? What if—" Altria's eyebrows trembled slightly, and her eyes subconsciously shifted to Mordred.
Mordred snorted and turned his head away as if he was upset, not looking at his father.
"Don't worry, she left in her cloak."
"I see. That should be fine then."
Hearing this explanation, Altria's expression finally eased. She was most familiar with the effect of Hades' cloak, and with it protecting her, she didn't have to worry about little Jack being discovered by other servants.
Seeing this, Jeanne's smile became more teasing: "Oh my, I didn't realize that you, a Tolia mother, really care about little Jack."
Altria blushed and quickly hit back: "You, Jeanne's mother, are the same. That was the cloak he lent you, and you just lent it out like that."
This time it was Joan's turn to blush. She argued, "Anyway, he is Jack's father."
Normally, King Arthur and a saint shouldn't tease each other like this, but they have Lingxia, the Sixth Director, by their side. She was teased too much by this bad-hearted guy and was unconsciously affected.
Although this level of teasing is child's play in the eyes of veterans like Lion Jie, the two noobs fighting each other are two heroes whose popularity in Europe is enough to be ranked in the top ten, which is different.
In just a few minutes, Shizijie felt that his view of history was collapsing.
You tell me this is a saint? This is King Arthur? Aren't these just two underage girls that can be found everywhere (psychologically)? One Mordred is enough, and here come two more, with the same face...
Lion Jie felt that he was under a lot of pressure.
Okay, now there's a third face added.
"What is the relationship between that child and you?" This is the issue that Mordred is most concerned about at the moment. If she had not mistakenly thought that Jack was Altria's child, she would not have made so many abnormal behaviors.
"You're talking about little Jack. Her situation is quite special and it's hard to explain it in a short time. To put it simply, she likes to call a woman she feels close to mom. I have corrected her many times, but she just won't change."
Joan of Arc sighed as she spoke. She really had no idea what to do with such a stubborn child.
"Is father like this too?" Mordred asked Artoria.
"Yes, I was a little uncomfortable at first, but I got used to it later." Altria nodded.
In fact, Mordred should thank little Jack. If there was no little Jack as his mother, and Mordred called "Father" or "Sir Father" right away, Altria would also show discomfort.
Of course, even if he knew, Mordred couldn't care less about thanking him now. Knowing that it wasn't what he thought, Mordred was so happy that he almost flew up, with a silly smile on his face, and kept muttering: "Ah, so that's it, ah, so that's it" Seeing this, Lion Jie was speechless for a while - this was really stupid.
Artoria turned her head to look at Shishi Jie: "Is she okay?"
Lion Jie almost blurted out - your child, you ask me? But thinking about the dream, Lion Jie swallowed the words back. If King Arthur really knew, Mordred would not be like this now.
Precisely because we cannot get it, we desire it more, just like ourselves.
Thinking of the motivation that made him determined to participate in the Holy Grail War, Shizi Jie took a deep puff of his cigarette and said in a hoarse voice: "It's okay, it will be fine in a while. Rather than this, I want to make a deal with you."
"What deal?" Joan asked.
"Nothing, it's very simple. Don't you have something to ask me? I also have something to ask you. How about we exchange one question for another? Don't worry, I won't let you do anything that breaks the rules, okay?"
Jeanne and Altria 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." Jeanne replied, "Altolia and I are going to find out the reason."
"What's the problem?"
"That's the second question. Now let me ask you - have you ever seen the Master of the Red Lancer?"
The exchange of information began in this way, and for the next half hour, there were bursts of exclamations.
"What? The Red Lancer's master wants to kill you?"
"What? You acted alone? You only met the Red Assassin and her Master? And then they contacted you unilaterally through their familiars?"
"What? You said that Red Assassin and my sister are the same kind of people?"
"What? They were in Sighisoara?"
...
All in all, in the midst of the quarrel, both sides got the information they wanted. Although there are still many mysteries, the four of them are sure of one thing - the key to the problem lies with the red side, the red assassin and the weird priest Shirou.
Find them and you will get the answer!