I'm really not an old sword

Lin Qingsu and Zhen Arc both understood that it had nothing to do with money.

All Jeanne lacked was the food and lodging necessary to protect Leticia's health.

As for money, she would be very happy if she had it, as compensation for borrowing Leticia's body for a while.

These material needs are just "stepping stones" for her.

The main reason is that only Lin Qingsu and Francesca know her identity, and Joan of Arc is now very confused and doesn't know what to do. She finally meets someone who knows her, so of course she has to stay with the other person.

It happened naturally and everyone was happy.

......

"Francesca followed Lin Qingsu out of the house the next morning, happily went to the restaurant, found a girl to take away, and then returned to the house?"

Listening to his men's reports, Faldius fell into deep thought.

He found that he really couldn't seem to understand the magician.

Although he had tried hard to integrate into the lives of magicians, he seemed to be out of tune with their spiritual world. He looked at the subordinate who was reporting to him and asked, "What do you think they are doing?"

"...I don't know."

"It seems that you are just a normal person." Faldius sighed softly, feeling very lost.

"Forget it, stop monitoring." Faldius waved his hand.

"Then what happens next?"

"Call someone, what else can I do?"

As Faldius said this, he turned and walked into the deep forest behind him, picked up the phone and dialed the number on it.

"Hey, Mr. Leif, I've come across something very interesting that might interest you."

After chatting for a while, Faldius hung up the phone with a smile, thought for a moment, sighed, changed the number, and dialed.

After a long while, a clear and pleasant female voice came from inside.

"What do you want from me?"

Faldius rubbed his brows. If he didn't want to, he really didn't want to find this person.

In his opinion, although this woman looked quiet and gentle on the surface, she was actually countless times crazier than him and Francesca combined.

The most important thing is that once he tells her the relevant things, it will become twice as difficult for him to make a profit this time.

But it is his creed not to rashly engage in combat with an enemy whose level of danger is unknown.

After thinking about it, Faldius still felt that his life was more important before the pseudo-Holy Grail War in Snowfield City, so he said, "I have a clue about Mr. Arthur's scabbard."

The woman's breath hitched, and then her tone was filled with urgency: "...There!?"

"Birmingham, England."

"specific?"

"It was activated in a tomb raider with King Arthur's bloodline, now bound by a True Ancestor."

The phone was immediately disconnected.

Faldius's smile widened as he looked down at the photo of Lin Qingsu in his hand and raised his mouth.

Faldius suddenly felt that he had the same feelings as Francesca.

It’s really fun to add fuel to the fire!

"Your goal is also the scabbard, right?"

I don't know, how on earth are you going to survive at the hands of that humanoid monster?

“Hahahahahahaha!”

......

Aika Shajo put down the phone in her hand, and her beautiful eyes sparkled.

As long as she has his relic, she can locate him even if Mary presses a bitch to stop her.

"Birmingham, England?"

As Sajo Aige just stood up, the door was suddenly pushed open and a pretty girl came in pushing a wheelchair with a cell phone in her hand.

"Aige, your phone has been repaired."

"Fiore, book me a flight to Birmingham."

"Oh."

Fiore didn't pay attention to the cold tone of Commander Aika Sajo, as she was already used to her way of speaking.

Most of the time, Aika Satiao is very gentle and perfect in character.

Except that it can be scary at times.

For example, when I suddenly met her alone at a corner, I wanted to say hello but found that she was in a daze. I saw her eyes and temperament. There were also occasional encounters when I greeted her and she responded softly...

But most of the time she is a perfect person.

She looks like a princess ten thousand times more than her.

She was simply the most perfect woman in the world, so perfect that she couldn't even feel a hint of jealousy.

But sometimes, when something happened to that person, her temper would suddenly become very impatient.

"Do you have any clues about that person?" Fiore said happily.

Hearing this, Sajo Aige's anxious heart eased and she nodded: "Yeah."

"Congratulations, then."

Sajo Aika hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, "Thank you."

"Oh, I'll have someone book you a ticket right away." Fiore lowered her head and fiddled with her phone. After a few minutes, she smiled and looked up, fiddling with her phone. "I've booked it. It's the next flight, tomorrow at noon."

"Tomorrow at noon?"

Fiore whispered, "By the way, I saw several missed calls on my phone. It seems to be your sister?"

Sister?

A girl's face appeared in her mind, and was then covered by another man's face. As for her sister's phone call, she simply put it behind her mind. Everything else was unimportant in front of him.

Let's talk about her after we find him.

......

"Excuse me."

Inside the room, Kanono Hisiri raised her hand.

"Speak." Weber glanced at her and muttered to himself that the old witch was pretending to be young again.

"Are we here to die?"

Weber rubbed his temples with a headache. He was also troubled by this problem.

After a period of investigation and analysis, they successfully found the traces of the True Ancestor and locked it in an area.

You can take action at any time.

But the problem is, if what Trisha saw was true...

The True Ancestor's combat power is no longer something that ordinary people can deal with.

At that level, quantity can no longer make up for the gap in quality; only the existence of the same level can solve it.

Weber couldn't help but glance at Mordred, who was squatting on the ground playing with the landlord's cat.

One True Ancestor, Mordred could handle it with his strength; two True Ancestors, if he released his Noble Phantasm, should be enough; three True Ancestors...

Weber looked again at Gray, who was sitting in the corner.

Waver regained his confidence and shook his head. "There's almost no subordinate relationship between the True Ancestors. The three True Ancestors can't be teammates. Even if they joined forces due to external pressure, they wouldn't be able to work together. We have a great chance."

Kanono Hisiri muttered quietly, "Anyway, I won't join the battle, so you guys go for it."

Weber's face couldn't help but darken.

Excuse me, could you please really keep your voice down when you whisper?

Trying to suppress the twang that was about to pop up on his forehead, Weber said with a suppressed anger, "Would you please ask everyone outside to leave for a moment?"

"Come on."

Kanono Hisiri chuckled and walked out of the room.

After leaving the living room, I glanced at the window in the corridor. It was not yet dark outside, and it was the time when Birmingham's nightlife began.

After thinking about it, she walked out.

Hanano Hisiri was serious. She felt that if she wanted to live a good life, she'd better not stay with Weber and the others for the next few days.

Although she felt that with Weber's personality, he dared to challenge the True Ancestors, and there was a possibility that two more True Ancestors would suddenly appear. If he was besieged by three True Ancestors, he must have some hidden cards, but she was not interested in accompanying him on this adventure. Her mission would end after she found the clues.

She is just a harmless snake, what bad intentions could she have?

"Go find a house outside and wait until this is over. If they are still alive, reunite and report back."

"Unfortunately, there's no way to get straight back to London."

Thinking of the eldest daughter of the Animusphia family in the room, Hanano Hisiri sighed.

She really couldn't understand the young lady from a big family.

Knowing that the enemy was most likely the three True Ancestors, he was so scared that his face turned pale, but he refused to quit the mission or ask for help from the family.

This made it impossible for her, a small civil servant in the law and politics department, to quit.

The work of life is just to survive, why are you working so hard?

Even if she ran away, she would have to wait until the eldest daughter of the Animusphia family was killed before she could consider escaping.

"hope everything is fine."

Hua Ye Lingli thought about it and slowly left the room.

It was still early in the night, Birmingham was so big, and the True Ancestor's location had been determined. She was confident that she would not be so unlucky as to encounter the True Ancestor.

Let’s find a safe place to settle down quickly.

Birmingham's nightlife is very prosperous. It seems that a football match has just ended. Fans are walking on the streets in groups of three or four. Drunkards who just came out of the pub are cursing their own team's stinky feet. Hanano Hisiri is thinking about something.

As they walked along, the population gradually became sparse. Hanano Hisashi came to his senses and felt the slow footsteps behind him, and his brows raised slightly.

"Am I being followed?" Hanano Hisiri was a little amused.

She didn't expect that she would encounter such a thing on her first free move in this city.

However, with her appearance and figure, she has encountered many such things. Kanono Hishiri decided to lure him to the alley and scare him with her snake to leave some punishment on him.

Hanano Hishiri deliberately turned left and right and ended up in a dark, deserted alley.

The pervert behind her didn't seem to notice her abnormality, or perhaps he thought it was an "invitation" and followed her directly.

"How courageous."

Hanano Hisiri chuckled, turned around, raised her hand, and a white snake emerged from her sleeve, spitting out its tongue.

"Tsk, I didn't expect that a random beautiful woman would be a magician."

The pale, feminine man grinned, "It seems I'm lucky. I haven't tasted the blood of an Eastern magician yet."

"A dead apostle?" Hua Ye Lingli was stunned, narrowed his eyes, and felt a little annoyed.

Careless.

However, she could still deal with them as they were just Dead Apostles.

......

Ten minutes later, I watched the man in front of me slowly fall down, holding his throat.

Kanono Hishiri was breathing heavily, her smooth forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and her huge soft breasts covered by her kimono kept rising and falling.

Dead Apostles were notoriously difficult to kill and difficult to deal with, and her abilities struggled to deal with such hard-to-kill guys.