I'm really not an old sword

"As for you..."

Lin Qingsu murmured in silence. Logically, he should be furious at Brunhilde's disobedience, but Kotomine Kirei shouldn't be able to peek. However, no one could predict the outcome. What if they stopped acting for a few minutes and were seen by the other party?

But then again, even if it was just acting, wouldn't it make Brunhilde feel uncomfortable if he spoke coldly to her?

After thinking about it, Lin Qingsu saw Brunhilde's helpless look and realized that she wanted to continue acting. Lin Qingsu sighed in her heart and simply grabbed her cheek.

Brunhilde groaned in pain and staggered in front of Lin Qingsu.

Lin Qingsu asked coldly: "Reason?"

"I'm sorry, Master, I just feel..."

Brunhilde spoke in a hurry, and before she could finish her words, the hand that was supporting the side of her face pulled her face forward again with no mercy.

Feeling the pain of the hair being pulled on the side of her face, and looking at the cold expression in front of her that was completely different from her usual gentleness, Brunhilde's originally sad expression became uncontrollably blurred and she let out a moan.

"Pfft."

Lin Qingsu let go of Brunhilde and looked expressionlessly at Ophelia who suddenly laughed.

"what's wrong with you?"

"I'm sorry." Ophelia covered her mouth, her little face red.

Actually, it’s nothing. Watching Lin Qingsu and Ophelia competing with each other in acting is strange, but it can be tolerated. But when she heard Brunhilde’s sudden voice, as a girl, she couldn’t possibly not know what it meant.

I felt envious and amused at the same time. All the suppressed emotions I had previously suppressed suddenly burst out and I couldn't control it...

"Be more dedicated. How are you going to find a job with your acting skills?"

"I'm really sorry."

"Forget it." Lin Qingsu glanced at Brunhilde, whose face was flushed, and reflected in her heart.

I didn't seem to have done anything out of line from beginning to end, so why did she make that sound?

Brunhilde's face was also red. If she was alone with Lin Qingsu, she wouldn't feel anything. She might even tell him frankly that she hoped he could be more brutal. But being watched by outsiders...

Brunhilde whispered, "You never know when he'll be spying, so it's best not to reveal your true identity until it's over."

Lin Qingsu glanced at Ophelia when she heard that.

The girl immediately lowered her head with a serious expression, looking resentful as if she had been bullied by a scumbag.

However, Lin Qingsu no longer had the heart to continue acting with Brunhilde. If Kotomine Kirei was watching just now, then the truth would have been revealed. If he wasn't watching, there would be no need to continue acting, so just consider this scene over.

Seeing that Lin Qingsu did not continue, Brunhilde could not hide her resentment.

She opened her cherry lips slightly, wanting to say something, but she glanced at Ophelia beside her and could only sigh softly.

"Go find Mordred."

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

The red arcs of electricity in the deep pit suddenly gathered together as if guided by magic.

Then a mirror condensed upwards, and a blurry image emerged from it. A male voice came out of the mirror before the image.

"Hey?"

Lin Qingsu and Ophelia exchanged a glance, and seeing the surprise in her eyes, she immediately replied, "Weber?"

"Lin Qingsu?" Weber was startled, then quickly asked, "How are you doing?"

"I just had a fight with another heroic spirit." Lin Qingsu replied concisely and then quickly asked, "You are not in this time and space?"

"I was in London in 1888. I had just left Holmes's house and had just found some clues when I was about to go to the crime scene when I suddenly felt a fluctuation of magic. I came here and used some means to contact you." Weber pondered for a moment and then said, "It seems that our two places are similar, and there is a Holy Grail War going on in both places."

Lin Qingsu asked, "Did you meet Mei Shaye from Linglong Pavilion?"

Weber glanced at Linglongguan Misaya who was standing nearby.

The young woman's face, which had been expressionless since she left Holmes's house, relaxed a little, but was still frighteningly cold, and she exuded a dangerous aura of "no approach allowed, I really want to kill you."

Weber thought about it and silently said to himself, "May the best come to you."

"I'll ask her to come."

Linglongguan Misaya walked to the position where Weber was just now with an expressionless face.

In the video, the man saw her tense expression visibly dissipate and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"How are you? Are you hurt?"

Hearing his tone that was filled with worry, Linglongguan Misaya suddenly didn't know what to say.

She looked at him again, was silent for a few seconds, then turned and left without saying a word.

"Time is short, so you should talk to him about serious matters. If there is anything you want to tell me, tell him to wait until he gets back and tell me."

After saying that, she stared at Altria.

Artoria, who originally wanted to talk to Lin Qingsu, saw Linglong Pavilion Misaya staring at her and saying this, which was obviously a hint for her not to delay things, so she just stood there.

Mordred, who wanted to meet his 'new father', didn't understand but felt it was dangerous, so he hid in the corner.

Weber was really confused now.

Before the meeting, all three of them had acted as if they were "I really want to have a good chat with Lin Qingsu." However, now no one showed up. However, time was precious, so he took his seat again and repeated what Linglong Pavilion Misaya had said to him, then exchanged information with Lin Qingsu.

After two minutes, the picture became increasingly blurry.

The two of them explained each other's general situation and exchanged some irrelevant information.

"Our Heroic Spirits are Mordred and Brunhilde."

"Our..."

Just as Weber was about to speak, Misaya from Linglong Pavilion suddenly spoke.

"Tell him to be careful and pray that I die, or he will die."

Weber had a headache, but he still said, "Your girlfriend asked me to remind you to be careful. Also, you'd better buy yourself a coffin and end your life before she comes back."

"Is Misaya in a bad mood?"

Weber said angrily: "Who do you want to ask me? Am I your father?"

It looked like Misaya wasn't the only one in a bad mood.

Misaya was in a bad mood because she knew what happened between her and her mother.

Is Weber having his period?

Listening to Weber's tone that seemed to have been suppressed for half a month, Lin Qingsu thought about it and still felt that women were more important.

"Remember to protect Misaya. If she gets hurt, I'll take a taxi to your house and burn all your game consoles and tapes once this is over."

"You little bastard...!"

The scene suddenly stopped, Lin Qingsu restrained her smile, and stopped to review what Weber had just said.

"Who is Misaya?"

Lin Qingsu raised his head and saw Brunhilde walking beside him. He didn't think much about it and said, "The little girl we met at the amusement park."

Ophelia wondered to herself, "Amusement park?"

"That girl?" Brunhilde looked at him with concern. "Do you like little girls?"

Lin Qingsu suddenly didn't know how to answer.

Soon after, Mordred lost his target and returned.

After the release of the Noble Phantasm, the dilapidated monastery was no longer habitable, so Lin Qingsu brought them all back to her home in London. She let Mordred play video games on the TV in the living room while she lay on the sofa and entered the simulated battle training space.

......

"Well, boy, you're here~"

In the garden in front of the villa on the beach, Miyamoto Musashi was sitting under a parasol, wearing an American-style swimsuit that was very considerate of people, basking in the sun and drinking juice. On the table was a bowl of udon noodles with only the soup base left.

Recently, the two have found a new way to get along.

Lin Qingsu gave her part of the ownership of the simulator. When she was not around, she would use the simulator to fight with strong men from all eras in Japan when she was in the mood. When Lin Qingsu was free to come to her, she would accompany him to practice sword and teach him what she had learned.

"Sword training?"

Miyamoto Musashi took off his sunglasses excitedly, waved his hand, and created a huge wave.

"I'm telling you, young man. I just had a fight with the Ghost King of Mount Dajiang. I didn't expect it to be a little girl. But apart from her looks, she's not cute at all. I'm going to give her a good beating!"

"Shuten?"

"Hmm? I forgot about that. Oh, by the way, her name is Ibaraki. Well, I'll try Shuten next time."

Lin Qingsu nodded without asking whether she won or not. If Miyamoto Musashi lost, she would definitely not be so excited, although he had never seen her lose.

"I won't be practicing swordplay today. I have something I want to ask someone, a girl. Do you want to change your clothes?"

"Oh."

Seeing Lin Qingsu's serious expression, Miyamoto Musashi's body flashed with light, and he put on the samurai uniform he usually wore for combat.

Lin Qingsu changed to the "old sword" template.

Miyamoto Musashi widened his eyes when he saw Lin Qingsu turned into a person with blond hair and gray eyes.

"What are you doing?"

"I'll explain it to you when I have a chance."

"Imitate 'Medea.'"

The spirit particle light spots condensed, and a delicate figure wearing a dark purple cloak appeared on the beach.

When he opened his eyes, the blue eyes saw Lin Qingsu, and he was stunned at first, then a smile appeared in his eyes.

After greeting each other, Lin Qingsu went straight to the point.

"I'm in a bit of trouble and I'd like to ask for your advice."

"Where's Morgan?"

"My relationship with her is a bit weird."

He summoned Medea to understand the changes in reality.

The only people he could think of who could solve the mystery of the two real worlds and the Holy Grail problem were Mary, Morgan and Medea, but Lin Qingsu had tried to summon the first two but couldn't.

He had no choice but to try asking Medea.

The relationship between the two was very shallow. After that, Lin Qingsu said, "I owe you a favor."

"Do you owe me a favor?"

Medea's lips curled up slightly and she couldn't help but laugh softly.

Lin Qingsu joked, "Two is fine."

He has no aversion to owing favors to others. On the contrary, he is happy to owe favors to people he gets along with.

After all, except for accidents, relationships are built through personal favors.

Medea smiled and did not answer immediately. Instead, she looked at the beautiful scenery of the surrounding islands, and paused for a moment at Miyamoto Musashi who was looking at her curiously. She nodded as a greeting, and her eyes swept over the drinks and desserts on the table behind her. Finally, she looked at Lin Qingsu thoughtfully.

"Is this your own world?"

"That's it."

"It's independent of reality and looks similar to Valhalla, but much better than Valhalla." Medea said, and then pondered for a moment: "Can I live here for a while?"

Lin Qingsu subconsciously looked at Miyamoto Musashi.

It would be easy if it was him alone, but now Miyamoto Musashi has been living here longer.

He also didn't know whether Miyamoto Musashi really cared about it.

Seeing this, Medea said again: "Or help me to avenge your sister?"

"Revenge my sister?" Lin Qingsu was startled. "Do you have a grudge against her?"

"Last time, the demon god tricked me, and after that, you siblings bullied me for a long time."

"sorry."

Lin Qingsu apologized quickly. Even though they were on completely different sides before and it was a life-and-death struggle, and there was no need for him to apologize, but since they wanted to be friends now and the other party's tone was so aggrieved, then he would apologize to make her happy and it wouldn't hurt him.