Sighișoara, Romania.

In a vast hall, several figures were staying here.

Amazingly, they are the servants of the red camp.

Karna, who was in Lancer's position, folded his arms and leaned against the wall beside him, his eyes closed.

Achilles, who is now known as Rider's job, leans against a statue, whistling a little frivolously.

Atalanta in Archer's position was still holding the Vault of Heaven and looking ahead.

In addition to these three Servants, the Red Assassin was also present, with a maverick decadent temperament, and a smile like a poisonous flower appeared on his beautiful face.

The four servants stood around the only master present.

Father of the Eighth Secret Order of the Templar Church, Shiro Tsunomine.

The master was closing his eyes, as if he were in spiritual communication with some unseen being.

It wasn't until a moment later that he opened his eyes.

"Oh?"

All the servants immediately reacted and set their eyes on Yan Feng Shiro.

"How?"

The Assassin stepped forward and asked his master.

Atalanta also looked at Shiro Yanmine.

However, Shiro Yan Feng was silent.

Looking at such Yan Feng Shiro, the rest of the people seemed to understand something.

"Failed?"

Achilles was not disappointed, but gloated, his face full of sarcasm.

"Can't even my Noble Phantasm?"

Atalanta, on the other hand, frowned.

Only Karna, still leaning against the wall, closed his eyes and recuperating, oblivious to any movement present.

In such a situation, Shiro Yan Feng raised his eyes.

Immediately, with a helpless smile, such a news was said.

"Berserker is out of the game."

A simple sentence shook the hearts of everyone present.

What exactly does this sentence mean, the servants present are not stupid enough to understand.

"Was it counter-killed?" The schadenfreude on Achilles' face disappeared, replaced by a staggering expression, and asked Shiro Yanmine, "Didn't you already notify the master over there and ask him to summon Berserker back with a spell?" ”

"I did." Yan Feng Shiro nodded truthfully, still with a helpless smile, and replied, "It's just that this time it doesn't seem to be able to successfully complete the summoning." ”

"Didn't make it?" Atalanta's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and finally, he still questioned Shiro Yanfeng, "What the hell is going on?" ”

"I don't know." Yan Feng Shiro shook his head and replied, "But the same method doesn't seem to have any effect on that one, and I am only afraid that I will have to use the spell more carefully in the future." ”

Hearing this, all the servants fell silent.

The same means do not work?

In other words, even the spell that can achieve such a miracle as space transfer has been found by the other party to find a way to crack it?

Is that really something that an average human can do if he's not even a magician?

"It's not going well on Ruler's side, and there's an unexpected enemy here." The Assassin closed his eyes and smiled as if he was amused, and said, "This Holy Grail battle was really an accident. ”

"After all, plans never catch up with change." The smile on Shiro Yanfeng's face returned to the harmless appearance of humans and animals, and said, "The loss of Berserker is really an unexpected situation, and this year's Ruler is unexpectedly powerful, it seems that God is not on my side." ”

"It's such a bad situation, but you don't seem to be trying to give up." With a happy expression, the Assassin said to Shiro Gunmine, "My Master, what are you going to do next?" ”

"There's no way, I can only take one step at a time." Yan Feng Shiro didn't look at his servant, but muttered as if looking farther away, "What should I do next?" ”

Such words rang out from Shiro Yanmine's mouth.

That's not confusion.

It's not so much confusion as it's contemplation, right?

At least, everyone present knows that the current situation in their own camp is not very good.

It's not just the loss of a rider, it's also a lot of problems for the red faction.

For example, the Red Saber side did not intend to act together with this side at all, but intended to act alone, and his whereabouts were a mystery.

Another example, because of the previous attack on Ruler, the other party is now tracking this side, and it is also chasing very closely, according to Yan Feng Shiro, it seems that because he has the skill of revelation, he can get more or less hints of the location of the red camp, forcing the red camp to move his position several times.

In addition, Caster's side couldn't count on it, because of his personal reasons, he couldn't help at all, so he could only hide in the workshop all day and not know what he was doing.

Compared to Black, where Assassin is out of control, the red side is in even worse shape.

"I said, it's all come to this, is our master still going to hide behind the scenes?"

Achilles looked directly at Shiro Mono, as if he was going to see through all the secrets in his heart, and spoke in sharp words.

"No matter how timid you are, it's time to come out and command us, right?"

Achilles' speech won Atalanta's approval, which made Atalanta also look at Shiro Yanfeng.

Even Karna opened his eyes and looked at Shiro Yanmine.

That's right.

The problems of the red camp are not limited to the above.

Those who have refused to come forward until now and have been hiding behind the scenes are also a problem.

Magicians are a group of people who regard hiding as more important than anything else, but if they still want to hide at this point and refuse to even see their own servants, that's a problem.

So what are the considerations?

Or is there something else?

With such a question, the servants turned their attention to Yan Feng Shiro.

In this regard, Yan Feng Shiro didn't say anything, and his servant was the first to speak.

"Are the famous heroes cowards who can't act without seeing their guardians?" The Assassin smiled seductively and said, "It's like a fledgling." ”

The undisguised words made both Achilles and Atalanta look at the Assassin.

In his eyes, he began to carry dangerous emotions.

The two of them were not very cold to the Assassin, who exuded a poisonous woman-like temperament.

Now, when provoked by the other party, there is naturally no reason to forbear.

Only Karna, looking at the Assassin with a somewhat flickering look in his eyes.

For this hero, who can see through all lies and the essence of people's hearts, he may have sensed that he may not be able to say anything.

"Huh?"

At this time, Shiro raised his head as if he had learned some surprising news.

Immediately, he smiled slightly.

"It seems that something worse is going on in the Black camp than we are."

One sentence made all the servants stunned.