I'm not an old sword

"Only at this moment, I don't want to hide it."

"Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, I'm leaving, but even if I'm going to die in the next second, I want to know."

"Do you want me?"

After a long silence, Lin Qingsu asked, "Even if we never meet again in the future?"

"Even if we never meet again." Brunhilde's voice trembled: "But I don't want to leave regrets."

"Let me tell you my story."

After a long silence, Lin Qingsu spoke in a more acceptable way.

Talking about 'I am not the old sword, but an ordinary person who became the old sword in this Holy Grail War due to various unspeakable accidents, and he will become that ordinary person again after the Holy Grail is over. 's story.

Brunhilde listened silently, without any disturbance in Lin Qingsu's expectation.

"so what?"

Lin Qingsu looked at him in astonishment.

"What I like is not Arthur's name or identity, but you. No matter who you are or what you become, I like you."

After speaking, Brunhilde closed his eyes.

Do you like me instead of the old sword?

Lin Qingsu suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and wanted to cry.

"If you're leaving, can you please kill me before you leave?"

Lin Qingsu raised her head.

Brunhilde was smiling at him, with all her melancholy and tenderness, and only him in her eyes.

Lin Qingsu didn't want to think about it anymore.

He grabbed her hand, pulled her onto the bed, pressed her down and kissed her.

The skills of the two were very jerky, but they hugged each other tightly and neither of them wanted to let go.

After a long time, kissing goodbye, Brunhild looked at him obsessively.

"I love you, Arthur."

"My name is Lin Qingsu."

Brunhilde couldn't help but chuckled slightly.

"What are you laughing at?" Lin Qingsu was a little nervous.

My own name shouldn't be so difficult to hear that it makes me laugh, right?

"Suddenly I feel so cute."

"cute?!"

"Yes."

"Usually you are always confident and strong, even if you are injured, you still insist on not letting yourself show your cowardly side in front of others, just like..." Brunhilde thought about the modern vocabulary given by the Holy Grail: " Machismo?"

"But I didn't expect that you are so cute when you are serious about this kind of thing."

"I'm a little curious if you turned me down tonight because you don't want to be down here?"

"..."

Brunhild took the initiative to hug Lin Qingsu's head.

"I love you, Qingsu."

The Holy Grail and Tokyo: Chapter 30 Chapter 30 The Mother and Daughter in the Amusement Park

Tokyo, the residence of Linglong Pavilion.

The wind is very strong tonight, blowing through the dense forest outside the museum, making a howl like crying.

The owner of the Linglong Pavilion was sitting alone in the study.

"Master." A soft voice sounded outside the door.

"come in."

The door was pushed open, and a beautiful woman in a traditional kimono who looked about 25 came in.

"Elsa left with her followers."

"I see." The Patriarch of Linglong Pavilion nodded flatly.

From the moment his servant died, he knew that he had lost the basis for cooperation. After all, not everyone was as powerful as the eldest daughter of the Shajo family to the point of perversion.

Coupled with the worry that the knight king might chase after him, it was the right choice to leave in a hurry.

After being silent for a while, the beautiful woman still said softly: "Is it over?"

"ended."

The beautiful woman secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She doesn't understand the magician's idea of ​​pursuing the root, but she is worried that her husband will be in danger and the Linglongguan family and her daughter, which have been passed down for hundreds of years, will be in a desperate situation.

Especially after the battle in Tokyo Bay, she realized the real gap between heroic spirits and humans.

"Then you should rest early."

Seeing that her husband was in a bad mood, the beautiful woman bowed slightly.

"There is something I want to tell you. Mei Shaye said that there is a letter I want to deliver to you."

"letter?"

Thinking of the daughter who made him and the heroic "friend" extremely satisfied, the Patriarch of the Linglong Pavilion just recovered a little bit of energy.

Looking up at his wife, he saw that the other party took out the letter from his arms and offered it with both hands.

He took the letter, it was a traditional white envelope, the seal was intact, but the corners were a little frayed, and it could be vaguely seen that it seemed to have been in another larger envelope.

Is there anything Meishaye can't tell me directly?

Thinking of this, the owner of the Linglong Pavilion opened the envelope, and inside was a closed white paper with only one line written on it.

"You still cling to the root, even if it is beyond redemption?"

The owner of the Linglong Pavilion trembled.

This is not Mei Shaye's handwriting, but his 'friend', Paracelsus' handwriting.

This is a letter from Paracelsus to Mei Shaye before leaving.

Almost instantly, the Patriarch of Linglong Pavilion figured out what was going on, looked up at his wife who was standing beside him, and understood why Mei Shaye used the excuse that she wrote the letter.

She is an excellent wife, mother and businessman, but not a qualified magician.

Thinking of this, the hand of the owner of the Linglong Pavilion holding the envelope trembled slightly, and an almost impossible hope was rekindled in his heart.

In pursuit of the roots?

of course!

This is the fate and sad wish of all magicians, even if it is beyond redemption!

Almost without thinking, the owner of the Linglong Pavilion opened the closed letter and carefully read the contents above.

The more he read, the more his body trembled, and hope was rekindled in those gloomy eyes.

"You can take Mei Shaye to Chiba tomorrow morning and stay there for two days."

The woman instinctively felt uneasy, and looked at her husband blankly, wanting to get an explanation, but unfortunately the other party had no intention of continuing, so she could only bow with gloomy eyes.

"I see."

When his wife left, the owner of the Linglong Pavilion picked up the phone and the business card he had thrown in the corner.

"I knew you would change your mind, Mr. Linglongguan~"

......

'Tokyo Disneyland is not in Tokyo, but in Chiba Prefecture. '

Lin Qingsu still remembered the weird eyes of the taxi driver when he took a taxi in the city in the morning.

What is your name Tokyo Disney when you are not in Tokyo?

Waking up early in the morning, Lin Qingsu took Brunhilde away from Sajo's house, planning to spend the day with her in Tokyo Disneyland.

Although there was a small episode in the middle, fortunately, the location of the amusement park is not far away, close to Tokyo.

It was almost noon, and I took Brunhilde to play roller coaster, big pendulum, bungee jumping and haunted house and other exciting must-go items in the amusement park.

Then Lin Qingsu discovered that sometimes being too strong is not a good thing.

There is no point in playing.

Projects such as roller coasters, pendulums and bungee jumping, which reach tens of meters in height, mainly rely on the fear of heights, the stimulation of sudden and rapid ascent and descent, and the fear of falling.

But let alone tens of meters, the current Lin Qingsu is fine even if she jumps hundreds of meters.

Finding a cliff and jumping off it is more exciting than this.

As for the haunted house, what he was worried about before entering was that he accidentally let it go, even if he was afraid, he was too philanthropic to be afraid for the ghosts.

In short, after becoming stronger, Lin Qingsu suddenly found that the amusement park was boring.

But it was enough for Brunhilde to be happy.

At noon, Lin Qingsu and Brunhilde found a random restaurant in the park. Fortunately, when they came, a table of guests just left.

After ordering the meal, the waiter reminded that there is a free drink and you need to pick it up yourself.

"I'll pick it up, what do you want?"

"Coca Cola."

While waiting, Lin Qingsu glanced at the door of the restaurant, the queue was long.

Fortunately, it came early.

"Hello."

A gentle and mature female voice came.

"Can I share a table?"

Lin Qingsu turned her head, and there was a pair of black-haired mother and daughter standing by the table.

"Mei Shaye is very good, I won't disturb you."

The girl named Misa Ya looked about the same age as Ayaka.

But it's different from Ayaka Woriyoko who is introverted and lively.

She seemed to have a sense of maturity that didn't match her age, she obediently held her mother's hand without saying a word, and just looked at him curiously.

Mesa night?

The mother looks 25 or [-] years old, mature and beautiful, with a tear mole in the corner of her eye. If she didn't wear a hairstyle that means she is married, she would be regarded as an older sister.

The girl has the head of a princess, and she is very cute.

Lin Qingsu recited this somewhat familiar name in her mind, but she couldn't remember it and didn't care.

"can."

"Thank you."

The mother bowed politely, and took her daughter to sit opposite him.

Ordered the same food, chatted with her mother every sentence, and the little girl named Mei Shaye went to pick up the drink by herself with a cup.

"Are you here alone?"

"No, with...girlfriend."

"Ah." The mother showed an apologetic expression: "I thought you were alone, sorry."