I'm really not an old sword

You can tell she really wants to tease children, but she has no experience in this area. Although she tries to speak as softly as possible, her tone is still as cold as usual. There is no sense of fun in 'teasing' children, which sounds very strange.

Kallen looked at Artoria, then at Lin Qingsu, and finally pointed at Artoria's chest and pulled at Lin Qingsu's clothes.

"Perverted lolita uncle, I want to drink milk."

"Perverted lolicon uncle?"

Lin Qingsu's mouth twitched, and she hit Karen hard on the head.

Kalen screamed.

"Drinking milk?"

Altria was stunned.

It was not until he saw Lin Qingsu's Adam's apple moving slightly as he looked at his chest that he realized what was happening, and his cheeks turned visibly red.

After Lin Qingsu's "love education" to Kallen, Kallen admitted her mistake, but she still muttered something like "Why can't I drink the cow's milk when it's so big?" and "Isn't cow milk meant to be drunk?". Artoria no longer had the heart to entertain the child, and stood aside, glancing at Lin Qingsu from time to time, then looking down at her chest, as if thinking about something.

"Let's go back to the castle..."

Before Lin Qingsu finished speaking, she turned her head and looked towards the east as if she had sensed something.

"There are... heroic spirits?"

Chapter 48: Medea's Cooperation

Lin Qingsu and Altria took out their weapons at the same time.

Kallen, who was having fun, stared blankly at the two men who simultaneously revealed their armor and held swords and guns. This scene was beyond her understanding.

Before she could come to her senses, several figures rushed over from the tall buildings and the shadows.

'Bah! '

The sound of metal clashing was deafening.

Her ears were buzzing and her vision went dark. Her instinct for survival made her grab Lin Qingsu's clothes tightly.

It took a long time for Kallen to recover a little.

The clashing of metal continued beside her ears, but the sound was much fainter. Kallen turned her head carefully and saw a strangely shaped axe sword coming towards her.

The little girl was so frightened that she stared at it blankly, and suddenly a sword wrapped in wind blocked it.

'Bah! '

"Hold on to me."

Looking at the invisible sword with wind wrapped around it and only the hilt visible, Kallen noticed that there was also a faint wind around her body.

It seemed that the wind weakened the sound.

Looking up at Lin Qingsu, the little girl blinked her eyes, and uneasily snuggled deeper into his arms, holding his clothes even tighter.

"No."

Lin Qingsu looked at the enemy in front of him with a gloomy expression.

Hercules.

It wasn't the weakened Hercules he faced ten years later, but a Berserker-class hero at the peak of his powers.

But a Hercules who lost his mind was not enough for him to deal with, but...

Glancing to the side, he saw a charming pink-haired woman holding a chain staring at him, and further away, in the deep shadows, there was a female magician wearing a black and purple robe, whose face could not be seen clearly.

And Artoria was being entangled by Cu Chulainn.

The good news is that there are only four servants. Leif is not yet so crazy, or perhaps he does not have enough magic power to summon seven servants.

But the bad news is that Cu Chulainn, the weakest of these people, can also hold Artoria back for a while.

"Liya, use Rungomyniad."

Altria was startled.

It takes a long time to prepare a full Noble Phantasm.

Therefore, except when both parties have a tacit understanding to use their Noble Phantasms, or give a decent duel to an opponent they have already defeated and respect, only a person with a middle school syndrome would pour all his magic power into a Noble Phantasm in front of an opponent in excellent condition.

The other guys were in very good shape and didn't look like people with martial ethics at all.

However, despite her doubts, Artoria still knocked the enemy away with one shot, and took a few steps back with the recoil, with the gun in her hand shining brightly.

At that moment, except for the magician, all the other servants turned to Artoria.

Altria calmly poured magic power into the holy spear.

Just as the attack was about to hit her, Lin Qingsu rushed in front of her.

With one sword he pushed Cu Chulainn back, and with a few more he cut the chains, drawing magic power madly out of his body, and slashed forward with the sword horizontally.

A wind blade several meters long was swung out.

The frenzied Hercules sensed danger and instinctively retreated.

The light of the holy spear in Altria's hand grew brighter.

Having missed the best opportunity, several servants could only watch the shining holy spear of Artoria. Sensing the huge and rapidly rising magic power, they almost turned around and ran away at the same time.

Lin Qingsu calculated the time accurately, threw the bomb past them, and swung a sword at the same time.

The bomb flew hundreds of meters away in the blink of an eye, and the wind blade then slashed at the bomb.

'boom! ’

At the same time, Artoria opened her eyes.

The emerald eyes were covered by gold, and the brilliance of the holy spear in his hand also reached its peak, as if a big sun had covered the clear sky.

"Longominyad!"

The wind was blowing with pebbles on it, and it hurt my face.

The dazzling light engulfs the world.

After a long time, the light faded and a huge deep pit appeared on the street in front of them.

Only three breaths remain.

Two women with torn clothes and covered in blood were lying in a deep pit.

There was another breath running towards the distance, it was Hercules.

His arm was suddenly grabbed. Lin Qingsu turned his head and saw Altria with a pale face, breathing slightly and holding his hand.

Seeing that Altria was in poor condition, Lin Qingsu gave up the idea of chasing her.

Lin Qingsu teased, "Why can't I just put down a treasure?"

"Your sister only provides me with the magic for daily actions, which you gave me yesterday."

Being teased for her efforts, Artoria was a little annoyed: "You are the one who asked me to use Longomyniad. You have to make up for the lack of magic power for me."

"Okay, I'll talk to Morgan when I get back..."

Altria looked at him intently.

"...Stop it, there are children here..."

Before she could finish her words, seeing the disappointed look on Altria's face that said, "So you're not capable of this," Lin Qingsu immediately changed her words.

"We'll talk about it when we get back."

After saying that, he fed Altria a few mouthfuls of blood to replenish some magic power, then handed Kallen to him and went to check the situation in the deep pit.

The two seriously injured women were several hundred meters away.

Lying on the ground, dying, covered in blood.

"Medusa? Medea?"

Cu Chulainn is dead, and he is indeed the weakest among the four.

However, Medusa and Medea survived.

First, he was hit by Leif's special bomb that could cut off magic power, and then he took the direct attack of Artoria's Noble Phantasm. Although there was the factor that Artoria was "not full", it can only be said that she is worthy of being a heroic spirit in mythology.

"Can we communicate?"

Medusa looked at him with hostility in her golden eyes.

Lin Qingsu looked at Medea.

The woman moved her lips, wanting to say something but couldn't help coughing up two mouthfuls of blood, then nodded slightly.

His eyes looked pitiful, his lips moved slightly, and his mouth shape was saying "save me".

Lin Qingsu then cut her finger and put it to her mouth.

I plan to give her some magic power so that she can speak, but I don't want to give her too much.

Holding it in the air, the magical red blood was hanging on the finger. The wound was very small. Lin Qingsu shook it and threw it aside. She could only squeeze out one more drop, but the other drop of blood would not drop down.

Lin Qingsu was just about to enlarge the wound, but Medea seemed anxious and stuck out her tongue.

With the replenishment, Medea regained some strength and raised her head and put Lin Qingsu's finger in her mouth.

"He has placed a curse on us."

"I was summoned last, and I'm Caster, resistant to curses."

After sucking it dry, Medea looked at him and spoke incoherently.

"Can you lift the curse?"

Medea hesitated for a moment, nodding and shaking her head slightly.

"We need a magician to help us."

Then she said awkwardly, "But if I remain weak, I can suppress the curse. I can lift it when He dies."

Lin Qingsu put away his sword and stretched out his hand.

"Pleasant to work with."

Chapter 49 Who is the real father!

If Medea said she could, Lin Qingsu would kill her without hesitation no matter how sincere her expression was.

Why did you go early?

However, the outstretched hand was destined to receive no response. Medea breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at him pitifully.

"I want... a little more."

"It's okay, I'll give you as much as you want."

Lin Qingsu smiled kindly, and under Medea's expectant gaze, she cut the cut on her finger a little bigger.

The blood from her fingertips dripped into Medea's mouth. After ten drops, Lin Qingsu repaired the wound on her fingertips.

Medea, with her mouth still open, could not feel the blood, only to find that Lin Qingsu had withdrawn her hand. With a resentful look in her eyes, she said that she could have as much as she wanted, and so she gave her ten drops.

"Let's go."

Holding Medea in his arms, he glanced at Medusa who had fainted beside him, thought for a moment, and then Lin Qingsu carried them all away, one at a time.

“There is strength in numbers.”

Facing Altria's questioning face, Lin Qingsu explained.

"That's not what I'm talking about." Altria pursed her lips.

Seeing that Altria seemed to be hesitant to speak, Lin Qingsu was stunned for a moment, and then she understood.

"Don't tell me how you came up with that idea."

Lin Qingsu's face darkened.

"Altria, have you noticed that you're a little... horny?"

Altria was annoyed: "Isn't it you who can't do it?!"