I'm really not an old sword

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As Lin Qingsu spoke, she grabbed the excited elementary school student's arms and lifted her in front of her.

"Hmm?" Ayaka raised her head in confusion.

"It would be more fun to watch TV with everyone, Ayaka, don't you think?"

Ayaka thought about it and then nodded sharply: "Yeah!"

"Look, Ayaka has already said this, do you still want me to beg you?"

I don’t know if it was the image of the elementary school student being held up and waved at by the bad guy with a confused look on his face like a toy, or the funny tone of Lin Qingsu’s words.

Brunhilde covered her mouth and chuckled a few times.

She raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, regained her usual gentle expression, and nodded.

"I'll listen to you."

Two adults and one child sat in front of the TV.

Watching the mouse playing the cat.

Funny scenes would appear from time to time, and Ayaka would laugh out loud. Gradually, Brunhilde, who seemed to be infected by Ayaka's carefree laughter, also had a smile in her eyes.

After a while, Shatiao Aige heard the sound and came to the living room. At Lin Qingsu's invitation, she also sat down and watched cartoons together.

"How about we take a picture together?"

At the end of the episode, Lin Qingsu suggested.

Sajo Ayaka's eyes lit up: "Okay!"

"Well, two votes in favor, the proposal is passed. Ai Ge, where is the camera?" Lin Qingsu announced the voting results very democratically.

"I'll go."

Aika Satiao smiled helplessly.

He got up and left the living room, and a moment later came back with a camera mounted on a camera stand.

Position yourself and set the timer.

“1, 2, 3, Cheese!”

In the camera, Lin Qingsu was sitting in the middle, Sajo Ayaka was sitting on his lap, and Brunhilde and Sajo Aika were on his left and right.

Aige hugged his arm very closely, while Brunhilde kept a little distance.

However, whether it was Lin Qingsu or Brunhilde, they seemed to have forgotten all their worries and smiled happily at the moment of taking the photo.

......

Next chapter later.

Chapter 21: A Visit from the United States

I was watching the cartoon and thinking about how the roasted duck of 'Happy Go Ducky' would taste, and my mouth was watering.

Lin Qingsu suddenly felt her shoulders sink.

Turning her head, Ai Ge closed her eyes slightly and rested her head on his shoulder.

Lin Qingsu lowered his head and realized that Ayaka had already curled up in his arms and fallen asleep with her head buried in his arms.

Could it be that Brunhilde has fallen asleep too?

With this thought in mind, Lin Qingsu turned her head and happened to meet Brunhilde's eyes.

The beauty's purple eyes were staring at him in fascination.

The emotions contained are very complicated.

After a moment's pause, Brunhilde finally realized that she had been caught peeking and turned her head away awkwardly.

"Is the cartoon boring?" Lin Qingsu muttered to herself, and asked, "Do you want to watch something else?"

"Ah."

The sound of the mosquitoes and flies was so weak that it was hard to tell whether they were in favor or against.

Lin Qingsu took it as an agreement and adjusted the remote control.

It’s really hard to say how many late-night Japanese programs there are. Lin Qingsu couldn’t get up to pick up the discs in her current position, so she could only watch them one by one.

He often tuned into Japan's unique "midnight show", which made Lin Qingsu want to watch it.

However, for the sake of Old Sword's image, he still endured the pain and quickly changed the channel, pretending to be a gentleman and paying attention to Brunhilde's reaction when he tuned to a normal program.

But the midnight shows are really too boring - or maybe the exciting shows during this time period are not suitable for group viewing.

After tuning to the double-digit channel, Lin Qingsu noticed a clear fluctuation in Brunhilde's beautiful eyes.

Only then did he put down the remote control and pay attention to what was on TV.

That's Tokyo Disneyland's Valentine's Day promotional advertisement.

......

Tokyo, Linglongguan Mansion.

It was a luxurious villa filled with moonlight, located alone in a garden-like forest in the city.

It's on the second floor, in the master's study.

"Did it consume one of Lancer's Command Seals?"

The current head of Linglong Pavilion sat in the master's seat with his back to the window.

Besides him, there were three other people in the study.

Caster in a strange coat, and the master-servant pair of Erza and Arash.

"Anyway, thank you both for your hard work. Go and rest tonight."

"Ah."

After Elsa and Arash left the room, the head of Linglong Pavilion sighed.

"Is there any way to deal with Saber?"

After saying that, he smiled self-deprecatingly without waiting for the other person to answer.

It's too difficult for a magician to deal with that person.

It possesses extremely strong anti-magic power and can release star beams that are truly miraculous and unstoppable.

"We can only deal with Lancer first."

"Luckily he hasn't recovered yet."

Suddenly, there were two light knocks on the door.

"Master, someone is visiting."

"who is it?"

"A young man who said he was from the Holy Church."

Holy Church?

The head of Linglong Pavilion frowned in surprise.

What do they want from me?

The Linglongguan family is the strongest of the three famous magic families in Tokyo, and the only magic family in the Far East recognized by the Clock Tower. Not only that, it is also a large conglomerate that owns many industries throughout Japan.

On weekdays, there are some business dealings with the Cathedral Church.

But now it's the Holy Grail War period, and the church suddenly visits late at night. Aren't they afraid of causing dissatisfaction among other contestants?

"Bring him here."

"Yes."

The old man replied respectfully, and the sound of his footsteps gradually faded away.

The head of Linglong Pavilion looked at Caster with respect.

Caster nodded, walked behind the head of Linglong Pavilion, and his body gradually turned into a shadow and merged into the darkness.

Not long after, two footsteps were heard outside the door.

"Master, we've arrived."

"Please come in."

The door was pushed open and a young man in black walked in.

The owner of Linglong Pavilion had never seen him.

However, if the supervising priest were here, he would recognize that this person was the executor of the Holy Church on the day of the Battle of Tokyo Bay.

"I don't think I've ever seen you in church."

“My church identity is meaningless to me now.”

The young man smiled.

"That identity is just a nameplate to see you. I actually came to see you in another identity."

"Oh? What's your identity?"

The owner of Linglong Pavilion spoke with disinterest.

Although the Linglongguan family has deep connections with the secular world, that is only for the purpose of strengthening the family and better continuing it.

He is a traditional and typical magician.

He is obsessed with the roots and regards reaching them as the lifelong wish and great cause for him and his family.

Now that the root of the problem was right in front of him, he really had no interest in anything else.

"I come here on behalf of the United States."

A hint of disdain flashed in Linglongguan's eyes.

Although the United States' military power in the world has been the best in the world since the Cold War.

But in the inner world.

In the eyes of magicians and the Holy Church, the United States is just a new country, a weak country without its own history and culture, a troublemaker who doesn't know the rules and causes trouble everywhere.

"So what is your purpose for coming here?" The owner of Linglong Pavilion's tone was no longer polite.

Although the Clock Tower and the Cathedral Church, the organization he relied on, had been enemies for millennia, their relationship had eased somewhat in recent years. Furthermore, in a rare instance of looking down on the United States, the Clock Tower and the Cathedral Church were united in their views.

So naturally he didn't have a good face towards this undercover agent planted by the United States in the Holy Church.

The young man was not annoyed, but said with a smile: "Cooperation with you."

"Cooperation? What can we cooperate on? Can you help me win the Holy Grail?"

"of course."

The head of Linglong Pavilion's face suddenly darkened.

The young man smiled and spoke as if he didn't see it.

"As long as you and your Caster do us a favor, in return, victory in this Holy Grail War will be yours."

Then, he spoke directly about the content of the cooperation.

The expression of the head of Linglong Pavilion became increasingly ugly.

Until finally, he shouted coldly: "Enough, I'm not interested in cooperating with you!"

"Please consider this carefully, Master of Linglong Pavilion." The young man still smiled.

"I'm going to rest, please leave."