The second night for Daniel and the others in the new world gradually descended.
Vlad III had already found the best viewing spot with his master, the Rider master-Servant pair, and the Caster master-Servant pair just as night fell.
Well, okay, it was actually just outside the original city gate that had been opened up by Frankenstein.
Next was the plan to capture the Berserker.
Because everyone was deployed, the interior of the castle could be said to be at its most unguarded moment.
It was under these circumstances that Sanzang and Kriemhild snuck out.
As for the homunculi... they could not detect the spiritual form of a Servant.
So even though the two of them left right in front of them, they didn't have any reaction.
Because the Archer had a mission, after confirming the meal delivery process, Fiore handed the guiding work over to the homunculi and followed the Archer to the highest point in the castle, so that the Archer would have a suitable location for sniping.
Therefore, the fact that several people were missing from the RV was not reported.
Because Daniel could always find a reason why those people hadn't appeared in front of them.
And the homunculi were not qualified to question the 'guests,' so the situation was often covered up just like that.
Of course, even if it was covered up, it wouldn't be for long.
Once they found Siegfried, what needed to be exposed would still be exposed.
"Jeanne, if we come into conflict with the Black Faction later, protecting the RV will be your job," Daniel reminded her, looking at Jeanne. "Please make sure you don't suddenly run off because you sensed something halfway through protecting it, leading to the outcome of screwing over your teammates."
"I feel you have a deep misunderstanding of me, but it doesn't matter; I will prove myself later," Jeanne replied, looking at Daniel calmly.
Then, the riot on the Red Faction Berserker's side made her somewhat tempted.
"Tsk, that's just a normal clash between Servants of the Black and Red Factions. You, as a Ruler, wouldn't be thinking of abandoning your teammates before the conflict has even started, would you?" Daniel asked, curling his lip as he watched Jeanne's wavering gaze.
"No, I have no idea what you are talking about." Jeanne looked away.
"I hope you really know what you are doing," Daniel said in a cold tone.
On the other side, Siegfried and Frankenstein, who were already engaged with Achilles, had fallen into a bitter battle.
Fortunately, Chiron's rescue was timely.
Otherwise, the situation would have been truly too disadvantageous for the Black Faction.
Siegfried had already been pinned to a tree by Atalanta's arrows. Just as Gordes was watching, fuming with anger, and was about to use a command spell to force Siegfried to use his Noble Phantasm against Achilles, two figures suddenly appeared on the battlefield.
"A Caster and... a Berserker from the Ruler Faction!" Gordes's face instantly became ferocious.
"Hmm? What? Did they send two more Servants? Very good, very good..." Just as Achilles was preparing to feel happy that he was finally being taken seriously, he instinctively sensed that something was wrong.
That Servant in the black funeral attire, isn't something not quite right about her?
Why is she staring at our side's Saber with resentful eyes?
"I am a Berserker from the Ruler Faction, and I have some business with the Black Faction's Saber. Can you let me take him away?" Kriemhild stared gloomily at Siegfried, speaking to whoever was present, though she didn't know who it was.
"Huh?" Just as Achilles was about to speak, he saw the Saber on the opposite side actually force himself off the sword that the big sister had pinned him to the tree with, then raise the sword in his hand, preparing to release his Noble Phantasm.
However, the direction in which he was releasing his Noble Phantasm was absurdly off.
Because he was aiming it at the person who had introduced herself as a Berserker from the Ruler Faction.
Kriemhild and Sanzang were also a bit stunned, but they quickly realized what was happening from Siegfried's reaction.
He was struggling against some kind of restraint.
It wasn't him who wanted to use his Noble Phantasm against Kriemhild, but his foolish master who had used a command spell to force him to do so.
Achilles was quite perceptive and stepped back, intending to watch the show first.
Frankenstein was a bit bewildered.
Because if Siegfried released his Noble Phantasm, she, not far from the center point of Siegfried and Kriemhild, would certainly be caught in the blast.
But fortunately, the situation here was being watched by the Archer, so the current state of affairs had already been reported to Darnic's ears.
Therefore, before Siegfried's magical energy could gather to release his Noble Phantasm, the next order had already arrived a step ahead, instantly dissolving the magical energy he had just gathered.
In the secret room, Darnic violently threw Gordes aside.
Two of the command spell imprints on the back of Gordes's hand had now disappeared.
"Gordes, not only did you waste two command spells on boring and stupid orders, but you also almost pushed the Ruler Faction's Servants to the opposite side of us, setting up an enemy for us no weaker than the Red Faction... Your stupidity simply exceeds my limit of tolerance."
Darnic's icy eyes and words made Gordes's heart creep.
Although he wanted to find a reason to defend himself, he had long been so crushed by the current situation that he couldn't even speak.
"From now on, all your command authority over Saber is prohibited, until one of the other masters loses their Servant, at which point you must hand over ownership of Saber."
Upon hearing this, cold sweat poured down Gordes.
Was he, this, being stripped of all his privileges as a master?
Gordes was not afraid of Servants summoned as mere familiars.
For him, a Servant's existence could be solved with a single command spell.
But he was very afraid of Darnic, the Magus and patriarch of the Yggdmillennia Clan.
Precisely because he was a Magus, he knew very well how terrifying a Magus could be.
And in his heart, Darnic was even above that.
So even if Gordes was weeping with tears and snot, he dared not have any complaints about Darnic's order.
Let alone disobey it.
Before, it was because he regarded himself too highly, thinking that no matter what misjudgment he made, he would be forgiven because of his position as Saber's master and his work in homunculus modulation.
But the many warnings from Darnic made him very clear now that he had exhausted Darnic's patience.
If there was a next time, he would really finish him off completely.
It was just that Gordes didn't have a cane at hand, otherwise it wouldn't be ruled out that he would suddenly snap his cane and kneel before Darnic.
I will pledge my loyalty to you!
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