I'm really not an old sword

On the contrary, Medea blushed when she heard this, and her voice became much softer: "It's okay, I'm not angry with you."

The voice was so soft that Lin Qingsu didn't hear it clearly, and Medea quickly changed the subject without waiting for him to ask.

"Let's get down to business first. Don't you have questions for me?"

Lin Qingsu immediately told her about the problems in reality.

After listening to this, Medea pondered for a moment and then said, "There is a wall between the present and the past."

"The mastermind behind this must have used Jack the Ripper as a link to connect two unrelated times and spaces."

"But because this doesn't make sense, the self-protection mechanisms of the two worlds create a wall."

"The fact that the 'past' space-time can sense the magical fluctuations of the 'present' space-time indicates that the two space-times are very close, and the wall has been weakened to the extreme by the mastermind behind the scenes."

"Once both rituals are complete, the 'past' and 'present' will completely merge. At that point, the best outcome is that your 'present' will be torn away from your original world, and the city of London will completely disappear from people's memory. The worst outcome is that the mastermind behind this will use that as a base to plot against your world."

“Is there any good solution?”

"Do you have any good magicians there?"

Lin Qingsu fell into deep thought. He was a half-wit who didn't pay attention in class. If he were to rank them, it would be 'Women > Sleep > Eat > Sword Practice >... > Pay Attention to Class.' His level was naturally high, and Brunhilde was a combat-oriented magician.

Ophelia's level...should be pretty good?

"Maybe?"

Medea rolled her eyes at him helplessly.

"No matter what means they used, they were able to achieve this by relying on the earth's veins to supply magic power. If that's the case, then there must be a core of the formation. Using my Noble Phantasm to penetrate this core can weaken or even destroy the barrier."

"Of course, the difficulty lies in the fact that the enemy will definitely have heavy troops guarding the place, but with your strength, there is no need to worry at all."

"As for the Noble Phantasm, I'll teach you."

"sorry to bother you."

Lin Qingsu felt a little regretful. If she had known earlier, she should have found Medea here and colluded with her. Then, when the time came to summon the heroes, someone in Valhalla would have summoned her directly. But after thinking about it, she didn't dwell on it any further. She hadn't thought about it at the time, and even if she had, she would have been too embarrassed to do it.

Who would have thought that after being "forced" by him, Medea not only did not hate him, but was willing to be his friend.

"I can teach you too!"

Medea narrowed her eyes and looked at Miyamoto Musashi dangerously.

"Ok?"

Lin Qingsu looked at Miyamoto Musashi in confusion.

When Miyamoto Musashi saw Lin Qingsu looking at her with a puzzled expression, he covered his mouth belatedly, realized what he was doing, his face slightly red, and then he spoke casually as if he didn't care.

"I've often encountered this kind of situation when I've been to other worlds before. Well, something similar...trapped by a barrier. Anyway, I don't know much about magic, but I think no matter how powerful a barrier is, it has its limits. All you have to do is use your special skills to blast it away. Well, let me teach you my special skills. It's just an extra insurance policy, how about that?"

Lin Qingsu suddenly felt it was unreal and blinked.

"Six Paths and Five Wheels?"

Seeing Lin Qingsu's uncontrollable excitement, Miyamoto Musashi felt a little happy for some reason: "Of course!"

The word "OK" was about to come out of her mouth, but it got stuck on the tip of her tongue. Lin Qingsu thought about it, and after calming down, she said, "Let's forget it."

"Why?!"

"I'd love to learn, but I'm running out of time. Sorry."

Miyamoto Musashi opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Medea suddenly said, "It's okay. I can slow down the passage of time in some areas and buy you more time."

"Can this still happen?"

"Of course, it mainly depends on this dimension of yours that exists independently of reality." Medea smiled. "Besides that, it will consume a large amount of your magic power. However, I will teach you a method that will allow you to draw on some of the spiritual veins for your use."

"Thank you very much."

Lin Qingsu breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, his heart was bleeding when he rejected Miyamoto Musashi's unique skills.

That is a sword skill that can sever cause and effect.

If Linglongguan Misaya hadn't been there, if Weber had been alone, he wouldn't have bothered to care about anything. He would have wanted to stay at home for a year or two, and then go out to fight the mastermind after graduating.

Thinking of this, Lin Qingsu looked at Miyamoto Musashi.

"Miyamoto-san, um...?"

Looking at the eager look in the boy's eyes as he looked at him, Miyamoto Musashi knew that he really wanted to learn his unique skills.

She should have been happy, but when she thought that this was all thanks to Medea's help and Lin Qingsu must be more grateful to Medea, she felt a little uncomfortable for some reason, but still smiled brightly.

"Of course, no problem. If you want to learn, I will definitely teach you."

Chapter 28 Let's deal with the scumbag together

After leaving the simulation space, Lin Qingsu heard the sound of a video game console when she woke up.

Without even turning his head, Mordred said, "Master, you're awake."

Ophelia turned her head subconsciously.

Modred immediately took advantage of this opportunity and rolled the controller to successfully kill Ophelia's full-health Mai Shiranui with the low-health Yagami Amami.

"Hahahaha, I finally won!"

Ophelia looked helplessly at the excited Modred, and explained to Lin Qingsu in a low voice with disgust: "She insisted on dragging me to play."

"Do whatever you want, don't bother with her."

Ophelia nodded obediently, but was forced by Mordred to start another game.

Lin Qingsu was busy with his work and ignored them. However, just as he reached the door, he heard Mordred's urgent voice: "Hey, don't choose this! Choose Mai Shiranui!"

"You can say that, but why do you always ask me to choose Mai Shiranui?"

"Well, maybe this woman has a body similar to someone else's. Anyway, you make the right choice!"

It seems that this child was not beaten enough.

When she arrived at the garden, Lin Qingsu used the method of finding spiritual veins taught by Medea and discovered that her house was built on a spiritual vein.

Logically speaking, the Holy Grail is usually connected to the underground spiritual vein, so this method can be used to confirm the location of the Holy Grail.

However, it can be done, but it depends on the person. With Lin Qingsu's current half-baked magic level, many places are blurry. Let alone finding the Holy Grail, even determining the general direction is quite difficult for him.

"The Holy Grail's position depends on Kotomine Kirei."

When Lin Qingsu was about to set up a magic array to draw spiritual veins, she suddenly discovered that there were several small magic arrays in her house.

So, what Lin Qingsu originally thought would take at least a few days to accomplish was accomplished by simply applying a few insignificant hotfixes and successfully drawing up the spiritual vein magic power.

"It seems she isn't always so useless."

The concentration of magic power in the garden increased visibly.

The withered trees sprouted branches, the flowers bloomed, and the tender grass broke through the soil and straightened its back.

It was as if someone who had been in darkness for a long time suddenly came under the warm sun. Lin Qingsu felt that all the cells in his body became extremely active, as if they were breathing greedily. Even the air was much fresher and sweeter than usual.

Lin Qingsu was about to go back to find Medea when she heard footsteps from behind.

"Brunhildr?"

"I have something I want to tell you."

Brunhilde came over, very close, and spoke softly.

Lin Qingsu said with a smile: "Just say it if you want to. Is it necessary for us to be so secretive?"

Brunhilde nodded with a slight blush on her face and hesitantly said, "Actually, you could be a little rougher."

"?"

......

Under the thick white fog, Kotomine Kirei's figure was looming. He frowned deeply as he looked at the villa in front of him and the man and woman standing in the villa.

He was seriously injured after withstanding Mordred's Noble Phantasm.

Fortunately, as a heroic spirit, even if it is just a possessed body, as long as there is enough magic power, there will be no fatal injuries.

However, when he was using the spiritual veins to heal his injuries, he suddenly discovered that the underground spiritual veins had decreased by one-fifth.

"He did it again?"

Kotomine Kirei didn't care that he had tricked him.

Things were still under his control. It seemed that Lin Qingsu had won temporarily, but in fact, what he did created a gap between him and Brunhilde and even Ophelia. As long as he found the right time, he could easily call on Brunhilde to get rid of him.

But the matter of cutting off the spiritual vein made Kotomine Kirei unable to remain calm.

This ritual relied on the vast spiritual vein system underground in London. If the other party was able to cut off one-fifth of the spiritual veins in just a few hours, wouldn't that mean that he could take over the entire spiritual veins of London as long as he wanted, or that he could find the location of the Holy Grail at any time and sabotage the ritual?

How on earth did he do it?

"Could it be that he is also a possessed body?"

"No matter what, we must hurry up and not let him go on like this."

Looking at Brunhilde being punished by Lin Qingsu in the garden, Kotomine Kirei felt a little relieved. Fortunately, he still had a useless trump card.

"Sigurd, this time you must win over Lancer at all costs."

"ASAP."

The void around Kotomine Kirei distorted slightly.

Sigurd's figure appeared, and looking at Brunhilde who was being wantonly "punished" by the man in the garden, Sigurd's hands clenched unconsciously.

"I will not fail you, Master."

......

「1888年，11月10日，PM：11:13。」

Feeling the damp and cold sea breeze on the roof, Linglongguan Misaye tightened her clothes and glanced at Artoria who was on guard beside her.

During the day, Weber speculated on the two places where Jack the Ripper was most likely to appear tonight based on his previous crime scenes.

So she formed a team with Artoria, and Weber, Gray, and Mordred formed another team. The two teams went to stake out one of the locations respectively. Originally, she should have been in a team with her servant Mordred. With Mordred, they could just break in and kidnap the owner of the house, and they wouldn't have to stand on the roof in the cold wind with this moral freak. But she really wanted to ask Artoria something.

So Misaya couldn't help but feel annoyed with Lin Qingsu again. It was all that bastard's fault.

“Saber.”

This was the third sentence Misaya of Linglongguan had spoken to her in the past five hours.

Altria looked at her.

"I want to know about you and him in Fuyuki."

"Okay, but I want to know about him, and you and him."

"can."

As the proposer, Linglongguan Misaya told Altria everything she knew about Lin Qingsu's experiences from childhood to adulthood, as well as what she and Lin Qingsu had experienced.

"It's your turn."

Altria shook her head: "You haven't told me about you and Arthur yet."

After she mentioned Arthur's name, Linglongguan Misaya reacted strongly - she showed almost tangible anger, and her emotions almost collapsed and she couldn't control it. Her behavior seemed like she had a deep hatred, which made Artoria really confused.

Linglong Pavilion Misaya was silent for a moment and then said, "He killed my father."

Altria frowned, "Did you see it with your own eyes?"

"No."

"But that's what I believed when I was little, and as I grew up, it became an obsession: 'I want to participate in the Holy Grail War and defeat him.' As for the truth, it doesn't matter to me."

"If I had killed him, there would be no trace of him left, and there would be no possibility of him having any connection with his descendants."

"I know."

"So is it because of obsession, or because he lied to you?"