I'm not an old sword

The only thing that interested him in this Holy Grail War was Gilgamesh.

As for the others, no matter if it was Lancelot, Diarmuid or even Iskandar, he honestly didn't take them seriously.

As for the "magician", he didn't even care about it, and killed Ryunosuke Yusheng directly.

With his magic resistance, unless the newly added "magician" is Solomon, otherwise he really doesn't care...

Wait, it seems that the magician who participated in the Holy Grail War was Morgan Le Fay, according to the documents at Meishaye last time?

"No way?"

Lin Qingsu's expression was as uncomfortable as if he had eaten two catties of arsenic.

"What's the matter, Saber?"

"fine."

After thinking about it for a while, Lin Qingsu stopped thinking about it. Even if he was given another [-] chances, even if he was finally defeated because of Morgan's intervention, he still wouldn't regret killing Ryunosuke Yusheng .

Whether it's the murderer or the perverted heroic spirit he summoned, it's an eyesore.

Although Lin Qingsu thinks that he doesn't have the overwhelming sense of justice of the old sword, if the chief executive wants to destroy the world, he must help her destroy the world together, but killing that disgusting guy early will help him temporarily physical and mental health development.

Moreover, it would be too boring if everything was done step by step.

He now has the template of "Arthur Pendragon" and holds the Holy Sword of the Stars. If he is still timid, what kind of sword should he learn.

"Oh, but Saber, I want to ask, what is your wish for the Holy Grail?"

"I have no wish, I just want to fight the powerful heroic spirit." Lin Qingsu glanced at her: "I remember I told you like three years ago."

"Hey, let's make sure again." Elsa breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile in her eyes: "Then can I ask you something."

"If I can do it."

"Yes, yes, you are so good, of course you can do it!" Elsa smiled flatteringly, and touched her head: "Yes, Irisviel is my good friend, and Illya is a very good child. I want to save them, and I hope you can help me."

"No problem, I'll do my best."

"Hey, thank you, it's getting late, are you going to fight or drink today?"

"How much do you like to drink?"

Lin Qingsu complained, looking out the window at the setting sun falling into the horizon.

The setting sun exudes the last afterglow, dim and dark, it seems that this emerging city will fall into darkness at any time.

"Forget it today, I still have one thing to do." Lin Qingsu turned to look at Elsa: "Find someone for me..."

"Who?"

"Natalia Kaminsky."

The Holy Grail and Fuyuki: Chapter 74 Chapter 5 Morgan: Call me sister (repair)

A passenger plane slowly landed at Fuyuki Airport.

Fuyuki City is a new type of city that has just been built. Although the scenery is beautiful, the facilities have not yet been completed, so the passenger flow density is not high.

Among the people getting off the plane, a silver-haired royal lady was particularly eye-catching.

Wearing a black coat, tall and tall, a pair of long legs full of strength and beauty attract the attention of passers-by.

She was walking out with a cigarette in her mouth and a black suitcase. When she reached the door, she took a deep breath of Fuyuki's air.

"Huh, it's better to be in the countryside. The air in Tokyo is bad and the prices are expensive. Drinking a drink is like stealing money. I don't know why so many people like to crowd there."

"Probably this means that people go to high places, and water flows to low places."

The silver-haired sister Yu was stunned, blinked and turned her head, her eyes lit up.

It was a man with blond hair and blue eyes, wearing casual clothes and generally dressed, but with a face that could hit Hollywood without acting skills.

"Oh, I didn't expect to meet fellow villagers here."

The silver-haired sister Yu's eyes lit up, and she automatically ignored the red-haired woman behind him with a baby face whose exact age could not be discerned, and said hello heartily.

"Hello, my name is Kofi Christina, what's your name handsome?"

"My name is Natalia Kaminsky."

Lin Qingsu smiled warmly.

"By the way, I will give you a suggestion, please put away your little tricks."

"Believe me, I am fully capable of breaking your hand the moment you draw your gun."

"Tsk."

Natalia sighed with a headache, raised her right hand and touched her head with a headache expression.

"I didn't expect to be targeted as soon as I came here. I know a woman. Elsa Saijo, a participant in the Holy Grail War in Tokyo three years ago, and a representative of the Einzbern family. Are you her heroic spirit? Who are you? ? Saber? Lancer? Or..."

"He's my brother."

Natalia looked desperately at the blond woman who suddenly appeared beside her.

I'm buying you time!

The opponent is obviously a heroic spirit of the melee type. You, a magician, appearing in front of him swaggeringly is not courting death, even if you are the sister of the legendary King Arthur...

Natalia's eyes widened belatedly: "Wait, who do you think he is?!"

Morgan didn't even look at his Master.

Lin Qingsu's figure was reflected in her blue eyes, her tone was noble and elegant.

"Is there something wrong with me?"

"I want you to help me kill someone."

"can."

"What about the conditions?"

"Call me sister."

"..."

what's the situation?

Natalia opened her mouth and didn't even know the cigarette was out, while Elsa's eyes were shining.

Are they not enemies?

What's the matter with this inexplicable CP feeling?

Although the man's tone is indifferent, and the woman's tone is noble and elegant, without any emotional fluctuations at all, why do I always feel that they are a good match?

Not only the two of them, Lin Qingsu was also confused.

He does have the memory of the old sword, but that memory is limited to combat memories, and he doesn't know what's going on with Morgan at all.

See how the other party's reaction doesn't feel right.

To be honest, there is no pressure if you can save Yingbain Qingsu by calling Sister Morgan, but he doesn't know if Morgan will expose it as a fake on the spot if you call her.

It's nothing to be exposed, but he can't find someone who can completely solve Matou Zouken for the time being.

He can kill the opponent without using his hands, but the problem is, where to find the opponent's body, he can't just look for bugs one by one all over Fuyuki, and it will be much longer if he doesn't use Matou Zouken to solve Matou Sakura's problem one day.

Just as Lin Qingsu was trying to find the memory of the old sword and wanted to find out about Morgan.

A soft laugh came from under the woman's black veil.

"Why, don't you believe me?"

No, I'm just trying to figure out what to do so you don't get caught as a fake.

"I can help you deal with it first, and then you can consider whether to call or not, how about?"

Are you really Morgan?

Lin Qingsu felt that her brain circuit was not enough.

Is the Morgan of the old sword different from the Morgan of Artoria, or did Morgan suddenly discover his conscience after more than 1000 years, or is there something wrong with the old sword in this world?

But the other party talked about this, Lin Qingsu didn't think again: "Okay."

......

"Sakura, it's a month, remember to follow me to the worm warehouse after dinner."

The girl with dull eyes paused for half a second, then continued to sip her food.

The picture of the worm warehouse appeared in my mind.

There are so many bugs, disgusting bugs, my ears are constantly noisy, so disgusting, the thought of being crawled all over my body by them...

But it doesn't matter anymore.

I have been abandoned.

"From today onwards, you will never have any relationship with them again."

That's what Grandpa said on her first day here, and it's true.

No one will come and take yourself away.

For a month, I kept calling my former mother under the promise of my grandfather, but what I got in exchange was only coping comfort. No matter how much I cried and begged her to take me away, I just told myself 'Father has something to do', 'It'll be fine for a while' or something like that.

"Yes, Grandpa."

Matou Zouken looked at the girl whose eyes had lost their light with satisfaction.

It was not in vain that he fought for almost a year with Patriarch Shajo, who lost his heir because his eldest daughter ran away and his second daughter switched to other magic. Whether it is top-notch magic aptitude or gentle personality, he is very suitable to be the Matou family. 'heir'.

When he first came here, he wanted to throw her directly into the worm bin, but he found something very interesting.

Coupled with the fact that the girl at that time was pressing her to death, and the Fourth World War was only one month away, Matou Zouyan was not in a hurry, and bet with a one-month deadline, "You are already a member of the Matou family. It doesn't matter anymore, if you don't believe me, I can let you call your mother and see if they will come to pick you up." As a bet, the time was slowed down for a month, and today is the last day.

"Let's go, Sakura."

After eating, Matou Sakura followed the skinny old man to the door of the basement along the slender and dark corridor of Matou's house lit by candlelight, dragging a long shadow.

Just standing outside the closed door can hear the voices inside.

It was as if thousands of insects were crawling, wriggling non-stop.

Matou Sakura, who has been in and looked at it for a long time these days, just had an image in her mind. The door was pushed open, and seeing her grandfather had walked in, Matou Sakura paused for a moment, and then followed.

No one cares about me, my only relative is my grandpa.

"Come on, Sakura."

"Yes, Grandpa."

Matou Sakura silently bowed her head in response, then walked towards the stairs.

As soon as he stepped down a step, a bug suddenly climbed up and hit the girl's shoe.

The girl fell back and sat on the ground.

Seeing the worms crawling away, Matou Sakura suddenly realized something.

Still scared.

I don't want to go, I'm afraid, I'm so scared, I want to go home, I want to cry.

But this is my home, and I have nowhere to go.

"Sakura?" The old man's slightly dissatisfied voice came from behind.

"Yes."

Matou Sakura got up tremblingly, and took a step forward.

No one will save themselves.

Accept all of this, this is my home, I don't have any relatives except my grandfather, and I have no way not to accept all of this.

but.

Looking at the 'ocean' that was one step away, many questions that had been buried in Matou Ying's heart welled up again.