I'm really not an old sword

"Where is he?"

Facing the question from the woman in front of her, Artoria asked coldly, "What are you talking about?"

Brunhilde fell silent.

After a while, she looked at Artoria with her eyes that still maintained a trace of clarity. She now at least knew that she had just tried to kill herself first. She had his scent on her, and, perhaps because they were both spearmen, she disgusted her.

"Tell me where he is!"

"Who is he?!" Altria was also annoyed.

Brunhilde stopped talking, her body trembling slightly. After a while, she confirmed something, put away her gun and turned away.

The aura of this woman is not Lin Qingsu's, it's just similar.

"stop!"

Looking at the female knight who blocked her way, Brunhilde's hand holding the gun trembled slightly.

"I don't have time to fight you."

"Put the gun down, you're not in the right state."

"For the last time, get out of my way!"

Brunhilde now only wants to find Lin Qingsu, even though the person in front of her hates her and wants to stab her.

Artoria refused to give in.

Although she was now certain that the chaotic aura was not her own but carried by some substance that she had accidentally come into contact with, she was very familiar with that aura. It was the black mud that had contaminated the Holy Grail in Fuyuki.

No matter if the other party is in a very bad condition or knows some secret, Altria will never let her leave until she calms down and tells her the secret.

Seeing that this annoying woman was still standing in front of her, Brunhilde smiled.

"Then go to die!"

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"Tsk, like a loach!"

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"Tsk, like a loach!"

Mordred made an unhappy "tsk" sound and quickened his pace again.

Lin Qingsu kept using her skills to dodge and avoid the attacks.

With his hasty response at the beginning, he gradually mastered the rules. Mordred used the same heavy sword as the "Old Sword", and his sword moves tended to be open and close. Strictly speaking, there was no special method. He relied on countless life-and-death battles and superhuman strength and speed.

And the skills Lin Qingsu learned came into play.

Although his physical fitness could not compare with Mordred, a heroic spirit, but thanks to the skills he had honed over the past few days, although he was a little embarrassed by Mordred's attack, his life would not be in danger for a while.

While delaying time, Lin Qingsu was sensing the situation on their side.

Brunhilde's magic power extraction was obviously very high, which meant that she had encountered a strong enemy. Lin Qingsu was worried that it would affect her and did not dare to call her rashly.

Mordred maintained his normal behavior...

Lin Qingsu tilted the sword slightly, blocking the heavy sword of this rebellious son while cleverly relieving most of the force. However, even so, his arm became numb. He endured the pain and tried to do two things at once, while retreating and defending, and his expression became a little helpless.

Just when he was about to call on his adopted daughter for help, she suddenly lost a large amount of magic power.

And Lin Qingsu felt that they were roughly in the same position.

"Two against one?"

Lin Qingsu looked up and saw that Mordred, who had been attacking like a storm, suddenly stopped.

He seemed to be communicating with his Master, occasionally glancing at him with an unhappy look on his face. His face, which seemed to be fearless and said "I am the best in the world!", actually showed a difficult expression, which made Lin Qingsu interested. She really wanted to know who made him look like this.

It seems that this guy is not even afraid of his own mother Morgan?

"Good luck to you."

After fighting for a while, he understood the man's style. He had good sword skills, but that was his strength.

Like a mouse, he kept hiding here and there, not daring to confront him head-on.

If he were given some more time, he would definitely be able to kill the opponent easily, but it was obvious that the Master would not give him time. His 'fake father' Altria was being besieged by two unknown servants, and his stepmother strictly ordered him to go there quickly.

Mordred couldn't disobey, so he could only make an unhappy "tsk" sound, but he turned around and walked into the smoke.

After being alert for a while and confirming that he had really left, Lin Qingsu breathed a sigh of relief, put away the sword, and rubbed her arms.

"How did Soichiro Kuzuki defeat Altria?"

Even with the support of "Dragon Heart" and top-level magic circuits, Lin Qingsu still had a hard time fighting against Mordred.

Thanks to the black mud soak, my physical fitness has been greatly improved.

Otherwise, in his previous state, he would have been killed by Mordred. Even now, his arms were numb from the shock, and he was able to hold on only because of the willpower he had forged from years of fighting for his life in the "simulator".

There is no way, the opponent is too powerful.

"I finally understand how those who were bullied by the old sword relied on its power felt."

"However, Kotomine Kirei is really a good person."

After a while, the trembling arms gradually stabilized. Lin Qingsu sensed the position of Brunhilde and the others, raised his head and looked in the direction of the perception, with a strange expression on his face.

"Isn't that where Mordred went? Could it be that they ran into his allies?"

"No, the way he communicated just now was clearly with the Master... Could it be that he also has two Servants?"

After talking to himself for a while, Lin Qingsu shook his head and said, "Forget it. I have to go anyway. There's no point in thinking too much."

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When he got close and felt the violent fluctuations of magic in the field, Lin Qingsu gave up the idea of getting involved.

The female Mordred must be fighting with her own rebellious son, and the noise was quite loud. The fight with Brunhilde was even more lively. Even from a distance of several hundred meters, one could hear the explosions and the roar of weapons clashing.

Even the most arrogant magician knows one thing: don't get involved in the fights of servants.

During the Holy Grail War, once a battle breaks out between Servants, the magicians will hide far away and use familiars or some other magical means to observe the battlefield.

However, the white fog here is very strange. It blocks vision, making long-sighted magic ineffective, and it seems to absorb magic power.

Lin Qingsu could only sense based on the fluctuations of magic power and could not detect any breath of familiars.

However, Mordred's behavior just now showed that the other party had a Master, and he must be observing nearby. Now that the two Mordreds were in a stalemate and Brunhilde was suppressed, the other party had not come out yet, which meant that the other party was not a possessed being like Kotomine Kirei, but just an ordinary magus.

Since he is an ordinary person, it will be easy.

"Hold them."

Lin Qingsu said something to the two people who were fighting in her mind, and then her figure merged into the fog again.

The magician's search is not difficult to do.

Although the other party deliberately used magic to hide their tracks, there were only a few places nearby where they could hide, and in order to be observed as much as possible, the other party would not hide in the corner. Soon, Lin Qingsu found the other party on a rooftop more than 500 meters away from the battle site.

The thick fog concealed her figure, who was wearing a large windbreaker, but judging by her figure, she was a woman.

At this moment, she was staring intently at the direction of the battle and did not seem to notice Lin Qingsu appearing behind her.

Looking at her figure, Lin Qingsu frowned slightly. The other party gave him a very familiar feeling.

Misa night?

Lin Qingsu's mind moved, but after thinking about it, she didn't say anything.

Covered by the windbreaker, he could only vaguely confirm that the other person was a woman. Her figure and appearance were very familiar to Linglong Guan, but he did not intend to bet that the other person was Misaya, even if the possibility was 90%.

If not, it would be the end if the other party found out that he had some means to escape.

No matter what, let’s subdue him first.

Lin Qingsu walked towards her without making a sound. Back when he was with Souji, he had learned the technique of eliminating the sound of his footsteps under her training. In her words, it was like "Why fight openly when you can kill by surprise?"

The words were rough but the truth was there, and Lin Qingsu believed it without a doubt.

Just as he was getting closer and only had three steps left, a strange noise suddenly came from under his feet.

Lin Qingsu rushed towards the other party with sword in hand without hesitation.

Almost at the same time, purple energy ropes emerged from under his feet.

The man with his back to him immediately turned around, and as he turned around, several black magic bullets attacked him. Lin Qingsu anticipated the situation and fell forward to pass by them. Then he used his sword to push his body and quickly jumped to avoid the restraint of the rope. He stood up and held the sword and looked at the man in the eyes.

Both of them saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

"Misaya?"

Lin Qingsu relaxed and let go of the hand that she could have grabbed with just a slight reach.

"did not expect..."

Before Lin Qingsu could finish her words, Linglong Pavilion's Misaya suddenly waved her hand with a cold expression.

Mysterious runes surged before her, and as they took shape, several more powerful magic bullets struck him.

"???"

Lin Qingsu could only use her sword to block, but her body was also knocked back a step by the impact of the magic power.

But just as he paused, the trap under his feet pounced on him, wrapped around his body like a loach and tied him up tightly. At the same time, a sound of breaking air came from the white mist beside him.

'Dang!'

Looking at the petite figure holding a huge object that didn't fit her body size, Lin Qingsu couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth.

Isn't this Grey?

The girl was startled when she saw his green eyes hidden under the hood. Her thin cherry lips moved and she was about to say something.

"Hold him back." Linglong Pavilion Misaya suddenly said.

Visible confusion appeared in Gray's eyes. If she remembered correctly, this man was Lin Qingsu, right?

However, she had only met Lin Qingsu once. The cautious and introverted girl did not dare to trust her own judgment. After hesitating for a moment, she listened to Misaya's instructions and continued the attack.

Lin Qingsu became more and more confused.

If Misaya was alone, he could still think that she was pretending or that he was under an illusion, but now Gray had come out, and the expressions in the eyes of these two women, one big and one small, when they saw him for the first time could not be fake, it was definitely them.

So what does Misaya want to do?

Looking at the giant sickle that attacked again and the magic fluctuations that gathered again on Misaya's side, Lin Qingsu could only gather his thoughts. The magic power in his body exploded, and the rope made of magic that tightly bound him under his feet was directly broken by the huge magic power.

Despite Misaya's interference, Gray's physical fitness and skills were too poor.

After fighting for almost no time, Lin Qingsu easily suppressed her and forced her to retreat continuously, and the giant sickle in her hand almost slipped out several times.

As the sounds of metal clashing rang out, Lin Qingsu, holding the long sword, slashed the giant sickle, bringing out sparks, and suddenly tilted. Gray, who was gritting her teeth and holding the giant sickle tightly to resist, suddenly felt an extremely awkward force on her wrist. She cried out in pain, and the giant sickle slipped out of her hand.

Finished!

Gray's mind went blank. Looking at the man holding the sword, the girl subconsciously closed her eyes with empty hands.

Lin Qingsu put down his sword and raised his hand to rub her head.

"Your name is Gray, right?"

Hearing the gentle voice, Gray carefully opened her eyes and was stunned to see the man who she thought was going to kill her just a second ago smiling at her.