"This map navigation thing is really useful!" Albedo said, nodding in satisfaction as she looked at the map navigation she had asked Fiore to buy earlier. "It's just a pity that the navigation accuracy isn't as good as the Shinomiya Family's."
"GPS, satellites, and the like—they sound like Arabian Nights, but they are the crystallization of wisdom created by humans in modern society." Jeanne also murmured, gazing at the navigation system in the direction of the driver's seat with longing.
Is religious faith really a shackle that restricts the expansion of human thought?
Jeanne couldn't help but let such a thought flash through her mind.
But soon, she pushed this thought to the back of her mind.
This was far too unfaithful!
"master, we are almost at Sighisoara, but what should we do after we go in?" Albedo asked, looking at Daniel. "Should we go straight to find the Heroic Spirit called Jack the Ripper?"
"No. First of all, our camper van is too big to drive into the city." Daniel replied with a shrug. "Second, it's not a good idea to look for Jack the Ripper in broad daylight. If we provoke that Assassin, there's a possibility she might start a massacre without regard for the innocent bystanders around her."
"Therefore, even though the night becomes quite advantageous for her, it's best we wait until nightfall before showing up."
"It's fine, we have the Lion King on our side anyway!" Sanzang said from the side. "As long as the Lion King is here, I can't imagine how we could lose."
"Please don't jinx it." Artoria looked at Sanzang with an expression of disgust.
"Besides, Jeanne has command spells on her side that can be used to issue forced orders to Jack the Ripper. If we force her to sit obediently and listen to Sanzang chant sutras, that wouldn't be a bad method." Kriemhild offered her suggestion. "And this is the safest way, and it won't affect the surroundings."
Everyone's gaze turned to Jeanne.
"Umm—I understand." Jeanne hesitated for a few seconds, then nodded and replied. "I will decide when to use the command spells depending on the situation."
"Oh, right, if someone suddenly jumps out, please try your best not to speak. Fight if you can, and if you can't, fight while retreating. In short, never try to open your mouth to persuade the other party." Daniel reminded her, turning to look at Jeanne.
"It's this kind of rhetoric targeting me again!" Jeanne glared at Daniel with an annoyed expression.
"Albedo, Kriemhild, after we arrive in Sighisoara, I'll have to ask you two to guard our base camp." Daniel ignored Jeanne's annoyance and instructed the other two. "If someone wants to take pictures or ask about the camper van, Albedo, you are responsible for handling them. If a Servant from the Red Faction jumps out to fight, Kriemhild, notify us immediately and try your best to stall them until we return to gang up on them together!"
"Yes! master!" Albedo showed no sign of unwillingness regarding this order.
Although she felt a little regretful that she couldn't roam the streets of Sighisoara with her master, there would be plenty of time for that in the future!
"master, perhaps I could hack them to death before you even arrive." Kriemhild sneered.
Sorry, I'm not looking down on you, but every single Servant in the Red Faction has the potential to be god-tier.
Even the most ridiculous Caster, Shakespeare, has his 'invincible' Noble Phantasm.
If he came and set up a stage for you, I'm worried you might act yourself to death!
The camper van parked in an open space not far from Sigisval Town, and Daniel and the others had to proceed on foot from there.
"Seriously, if you had clothes like this, you should have just brought them out earlier for me to wear! Do you have any idea what kind of test and torture it is for me to wear those monk robes all the time!" Sanzang, dressed quite conservatively—completely wrapped in cloth except for her neck and wrists—complained to Daniel with a resentful look.
"Oh, I just didn't expect that Albedo's clothes would fit you, Dear Sanzang. I originally thought it would be very tight around your chest." Daniel explained, scratching his cheek as he looked at Sanzang.
Sanzang was now wearing an outfit that looked very much like a suit, but wasn't exactly a suit.
It was something Albedo had custom-made back when she was in the Shinomiya Family world.
Artoria was wearing a set of quite loose and soft woolen clothes.
As for Jeanne... she just needed to reveal the student uniform that Leticia was wearing, and it would be fine.
"By the way, since we have to wait until nightfall to find Jack the Ripper, what are we doing coming here now?" Sanzang asked, looking at Daniel. "We don't have money from this era, do we?"
"As for money, watch as I effortlessly conjure some up for you!" Daniel rolled up his sleeves with the expression of 'I'm about to use my ultimate move.'
Then he pointed to the base of a tree by the side of the road.
"Let's try digging under that tree first; I feel like Golden Rule is beckoning to me."
"No tools." Sanzang rejected him immediately without a second word.
Artoria, however, quite decisively lifted her foot and unleashed a burst of mana.
In the depression where the ground had sunk several dozen centimeters, two items resembling carrying straps appeared.
"I told you there was definitely something here." Daniel didn't mind the dirt; he went over, squatted on the ground, and started digging.
Soon, a black leather bag, one meter long and over fifty centimeters high, packed full, was dragged out by Daniel.
He brushed the dirt off the zipper and then unzipped it all the way.
Stacks of 500-leu banknotes, carefully bound with string, were piled inside the leather bag.
"...This is Romanian currency? Why?" Jeanne looked at the bag stuffed with money, momentarily lost in confusion.
"Looks like someone tried to play a double-cross, but didn't make it in time and ended up dead." Daniel shrugged and then, without hesitation, started stuffing the banknotes into his pockets.
"Wait, shouldn't this money be returned to its owner?" Jeanne asked, looking at Daniel in shock.
"The owner? Are you planning to let those lovely gentlemen use this money to buy drugs and gunpowder, then go and harm poor, innocent civilians?" Daniel looked at Jeanne with feigned surprise, reversing the logic. "Can anyone who buries this much money in a place like this really be a good person?"
"And by returning the money to the bad guys, are you planning to validate them using this money to bribe and drag more people into their schemes, only to harm even more people?"
Jeanne was left speechless by Daniel's words.
"Besides, this money was brought to me by my Golden Rule. From the moment I found them, I became their new owner." Daniel looked at Jeanne with a confident expression that said, 'I'm the one who's right.'
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