I'm not an old sword

There was no answer, and the man only laughed when he heard the report in the headset that his men had successfully logged in.

"It is true that the people have not completely evacuated, but this is the time when the opponent's vigilance is the lowest, isn't it?"

Dozens of agents, this combination can already hunt true ancestors.

He is not a fool who does not understand the Holy Grail War.

Although there are benefits to consider, such a combination can easily hunt even the powerful three cavalry like Saber, Lancer, and Archer, and that Rider's light cannon is terrifying, but once he gets close, he must be his agents. It will be easily "sealed".

And after that, whether it was the terrifying war weapon in the sky or the holy grail, it was all in his pocket.

"My people have successfully sneaked into the temple, and we just need to wait for the news of victory."

There was no one around him who could declare the joy of victory, and the man didn't care about the identity of the priest, so he began to announce the victory with him confidently.

The old priest came back to his senses for a while, and tried to persuade him: "But I know his strength better."

"He is not the heroic spirit we encountered in those small Holy Grail Wars in the past, and he is not an existence that humans can contend with."

"Call them back before it's too late!"

"Believe me, I know the Holy Grail and Heroic Spirits better than you! Even if they enter the temple, they are no match for him!"

He knew that the countless small Holy Grail Wars in the past must have given them wrong information.

Or some high-level power struggle within the church.

Want to take this opportunity to plunder greater discourse power within the church, or notice the Holy Grail War cake and want to take this opportunity to get a piece of the pie, or want to win over the rising United States.

It is even possible that the opponent itself is a pawn for the United States to infiltrate the church!

He knows it all.

After thousands of years of development, the Holy Church has become decayed internally.

However, what does the competition of those forces have to do with him, an old man who has half his leg buried in the ground and just wants to spend his old age in this extreme east?

"Can't you understand the destruction of the United States Navy? Only Heroic Spirits can counteract Heroic Spirits!"

"You're going to kill those kids."

"If you offend him, even tens of millions of innocent people in Tokyo will be buried with you and the stupid greed of the people behind you!"

Annoyance flashed in the man's eyes, and he waved his hand boredly.

"Heroic Spirits? They're just old antiques and losers who should be swept into the trash."

"This is an era ruled by the Church."

"Send him down..."

The servants standing on one side stepped forward to grab the priest.

"Wait." The man suddenly showed a joking smile: "Let this old antique stay here, let him see how we seal the so-called heroic spirit."

"You will regret it!"

The old priest collapsed on the ground in despair and muttered mournfully, and suddenly thought of something.

With the last light in his cloudy eyes, he picked up his mobile phone and quickly found "Shajo's family" in the address book.

The man watched coldly, and waved his hand when he saw that his subordinates were going to grab the phone.

"Okay, let him call everyone to solve it together."

"Yes."

After a few rings, the old priest said everything in one go without waiting for the other person to speak.

The voice just fell.

The shrine in the air suddenly burst into dazzling light, and the man's haughty and indifferent voice sounded.

"Stupid ants."

The Holy Grail and Tokyo: Chapter 12 Chapter 12 I am not him (3K)

The beams of light illuminated the night, and the broken tall buildings fell with fragments of stone.

Citizens who had not yet evacuated fled in panic.

The doomsday world near Tokyo Bay has been turned into flames and ruins, and beams of light are constantly hitting the ground from the sky.

"Wow!"

The little girl who fled with the crowd staggered and fell to the ground.

"Xiangzi!"

The mother tried hard to hold the child again, but was separated further and further away by the crowd.

There is still some distance from the ruins near the sea.

But the terrifying scene made people just want to flee, and the large number of people who hadn't evacuated just wanted to save their lives, and they didn't care about a little girl who fell to the ground. Seeing the footsteps following her, a figure blocked her. in front of her.

"Thank you! Thank you!"

The girl's mother finally came over, hugged her daughter in shock and kept thanking the kind person who suddenly appeared.

"Be careful, don't be afraid, he won't hurt you."

Said softly, Lin Qingsu rubbed the little girl's head with a smile, and was about to turn around.

"Big brother, where are you going?"

The little girl pulled Lin Qingsu's sleeve and looked at him with ignorant eyes.

"Where?"

Lin Qingsu turned her head to look at the glorious temple in the sky in the distance.

"I do not know either."

......

The crowd fled in panic.

I don't know where to run, and I don't know why I want to run away. I just want to stay away from the doomsday scene on Tokyo Bay.

His shoulders and body were knocked away constantly, and the vulgar abuse sounded in his ears from time to time.

Lin Qingsu herself didn't know why.

From the beginning of rushing at full speed, the footsteps slowed down after seeing the scene of the civilians fleeing the doomsday.

He just wanted to fight the Heroic Spirits.

But when I saw this scene, I felt the desolation and helplessness that I felt familiar with.

"Ow!"

The behemoth that landed let out a roar that shook the sky.

When I came back to my senses, I didn't know when I had arrived in Tokyo Bay. The flames raged and the tall buildings collapsed. The giant beasts that fell continuously were chasing the members of the "lord" Church Church who participated in the siege of them.

Lin Qingsu tried her best to laugh at herself.

It's just a "game" after all.

Thinking about it this way, looking at the scene in front of him, he felt very absurd and somewhat familiar.

"Saber?!"

Lin Qingsu followed the voice and looked, it was the old priest of the church.

He was with a man and many others.

It is protected at the very center, surrounded by dozens of soldiers and agents holding various guns and magic props.

The behemoths besieging them are also the most.

Looking at their crumbling defense line, Lin Qingsu gave up unnecessary thinking.

Raising his hand, the pale silver armor covered his body, holding the sword wrapped in the invisible wind in his hand, and walked towards them.

With a light wave, the giant beast that was pounced on him was cut in two.

One sword, two swords...

The members of the Templar Church stared wide-eyed as the blond knight approached.

Is that human being?

The behemoth that they had exhausted their strength to barely deal with was as fragile as a knife-cut tofu in the opponent's hands.

"Stay away."

Eliminate the monsters on the street and walk in front of them.

He wanted to ask some questions but Lin Qingsu suddenly lost interest.

Turning around, looking up at the shining temple high above Tokyo Bay for a while, Lin Qingsu just took a step.

"Saber!"

The priest looked at the back of the man who was walking toward the glory, and his thoughts of apology, explanation and remorse were blocked in his mouth, and finally turned into crying pleas.

"Please, save Tokyo!"

Lin Qingsu paused and raised her head.

The line of sight seemed to break through the barriers and saw the pharaoh who raised his arms high above the temple.

The other party seemed to notice and looked over.

Full of majesty, arrogance and extreme self-confidence, unlike him, his brilliance is brighter than the sun.

Thinking back to the unparalleled flow of people along the way, thinking back to the despair and pain in people's eyes when they fled, echoing the old priest's plea full of sorrow, pain and hope.

Lin Qingsu was suddenly out of breath.

Why did it suddenly become like this?

I came here simply because I wanted to fight the Heroic Spirits, and I just wanted to experience a life that didn't belong to me, a life that didn't belong to me, a Muggle and trash with only one lowest magic circuit.

why...

"I try my best."

...

Osmandis sat on his throne, leaning his face lazily, watching the solo knight rushing in with a sword to kill the monster.

"Are you alone? Saber."

"why?"

"why?"

As if hearing the funniest joke, Osmandis raised his head and laughed heartily.

Lin Qingsu calmed down: "What are you laughing at?"

"Hahahaha, it's so interesting, it's so boring!"

"Yu heard that you were once a king, the king who led your broken country into a new era, and the one who was recognized by the holy sword."

"Would like to think that you would be a good opponent."

Osmandis, who finally finished laughing, waved his hand boredly.

"It seems that it is nothing more than that."

But is that so?

I'm not a king, I'm just a student who plays games.

Have you been ridiculed by an NPC now?

anger?Speechless?funny?helpless?

Lin Qingsu didn't know what emotion she was in.

Lifting the sword silently, the body disappeared in place, and rushed straight to the king sitting on countless steps.