I'm really not an old sword

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But nothing happened.

The sound of footsteps disappeared, and the body no longer felt the pain of any sharp weapon piercing through it.

Until a gust of wind blew by, carrying the woman's light and pleasant body fragrance, and the ends of her long hair fell on Lin Qingsu's face, which was a little itchy.

Lin Qingsu opened her eyes.

Brunhilde was standing by his bed with her back to the window.

The moonlight poured in through the gap in the curtains, shining on her skin as white as jade.

Although there was murderous intent in his eyes, it did not prevail.

On the contrary, if her current look were to be described in words, it would be like being in the second dimension and there would not be any sense of incongruity in the look.

"What do you want to do?" Lin Qingsu's voice began to tremble.

"Arthur..."

Brunhilde leaned over, murmured, and raised her hand, gently stroking his cheek with her fingers.

Delicate fingers stroked across her cheek.

The touch felt good, but Lin Qingsu had no mood to savor it.

Not good, not good, not good, not good!

Does this woman want to kill me?

"Calm down, we can talk about anything."

Brunhilde was silent for a long, long time.

Hope flashed in Lin Qingsu's eyes.

Still sane?

Just when Lin Qingsu was about to continue to persuade her, Brunhilde suddenly smiled like a frivolous comic book heroine, as if her mind was shattered.

"No."

'Tear! '

Lin Qingsu felt a chill and her clothes were torn to pieces.

You used all the runes on this kind of thing, right?

The warm and plump touch pressed against my body.

Brunhilde knelt on the bed beside him, pressing his upper body in an almost prone position and rubbing his body continuously.

"like..."

At this point, Lin Qingsu calmed down.

There is no chance of a comeback.

Actually, if you think about it carefully, it’s nothing. It’s just a game after all. It doesn’t matter if you die. At most, you will feel a little depressed. But whether he was an ordinary person in his previous life or a Muggle college student in this life, he has gotten used to it.

On the contrary, Brunhilde's current state made him feel 'refreshed'.

With this thought in mind, Lin Qingsu closed her eyes and let Brunhilde caress her with her hot yet tender body as if she were caressing her lover.

But not until he realized she was sitting on his lower abdomen.

Lin Qingsu still opened her eyes.

As soon as she opened her eyes, Lin Qingsu saw the purple eyes close to her, filled with emotions so strong that they could almost turn into water.

"Is this what you want?"

I still can't let this happen with the mentality of "feeling good".

If Brunhilde was replaced by a night girl from Shinjuku.

Lin Qingsu felt that she was happy to accept it.

As he grew up in recent years, he often thought that when he had the ability to earn money in the future, he would use the money he earned to travel to Japan and South Korea to experience the nightlife culture there.

I have to go to the World Cup and the Olympics to show my support. I heard that business is very booming then.

——Unless he meets a beautiful, wealthy, gentle and obedient girl with a good figure, Lin Qingsu feels that it is better for him to live comfortably alone.

Especially after Simulacrum met Aika Sajo.

So this kind of thing where a beautiful woman pushes you in the opposite direction.

Lin Qingsu does not have mental mysophobia (no offense), and does not think that sex without love is unacceptable.

On the contrary, he was quite happy to try.

If the other person was not affected by the "potion", if he was simulating himself, and if she was not actually a good woman, Lin Qingsu felt that he would enjoy it very much.

But there is no possibility of what if.

The only possibility he accepted for the women he met in this simulation was having drunken sex with Elsa.

As for Eige and Brunhilde, he really didn't want to harm these two "good women".

Of course, this doesn't mean that Elsa is not a good woman. She is a good person. It's just that Aige and Brunhilde are both infatuated women. They give people the feeling of being traditional ladies from a noble family, which makes Lin Qingsu feel like a beast if she does something but doesn't take responsibility.

As for Elsa, she probably embraces the recently popular "one-night stand" culture and believes that no matter what happens, they can still smile at each other.

In short, Lin Qingsu still wants to try.

"Do you think this is love?"

"At a time like this, I know it's pointless to talk about being affected by the potion or anything else."

"I just want you to think carefully about what love is to you."

As she spoke, Lin Qingsu became a little angry.

From the beginning till now, he believed that he had never done anything to hurt Brunhilde. Instead, he had always helped her because he felt sorry for her.

No one, not even Old Sword, could do what he did.

But what did we get in the end?

So why on earth is he still thinking about her?

"If you just have sex and think that means love, then it's up to you."

After saying this in one breath, Lin Qingsu closed her eyes.

The movements of his body gradually stopped.

After a while, the other person leaned over and hugged his shoulders, pressing her soft cheek tightly against his face.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

After an unknown amount of time, the faces separated and drops of tears fell on Lin Qingsu's face.

"But I feel really bad."

Chapter 25 You'd better kill me (make up for yesterday)

"But I feel really bad."

Apology, pain, despair, collapse, love...

A mixture of emotions.

Lin Qingsu had never heard a voice mixed with so many emotions, just like the look Brunhilde gave him after she drank the potion.

When I opened my eyes, her face was right above me, less than ten centimeters away.

Purple eyes were filled with tears, which fell on his face drop by drop, filled with emotions as complex as her voice.

Love and murderous intent, desire and reason, happiness and pain, but the most common thing is despair.

Damn Odin! Damn Sigurd!

Lin Qingsu didn't know what Brunhilde in Type-Moon had experienced, but that didn't stop him from cursing the story of the Nordic Valkyrie that he knew.

One reason is that my daughter made a small mistake.

The so-called God-King who, regardless of her years of hard work in fighting for him, stripped her of her divinity, suppressed and sealed her, and even cursed her.

One is to know that a woman loves you deeply.

But she disguised herself as another man and helped that man defeat Brunhild's marriage fraud, forcing Brunhild, who loved her deeply, to marry another so-called man.

Lin Qingsu had never regretted so much that she had read Nordic and Greek myths in her previous life out of boredom.

Those heroes and gods in mythology.

In his opinion, no matter how glorious their deeds were or how they were praised by the public, it could not cover up the fact that they were more perverted and beastly than each other in the way they treated women.

I didn’t feel anything before.

At most, I feel that those men’s values are different from those of modern people, and that makes me uncomfortable.

But at this moment, seeing Brunhilde in such pain, Lin Qingsu suddenly had the idea of running to Northern Europe to kill Odin, Sigurd and all the other so-called men.

It would be a blessing for them to die in Ragnarok!

"I feel so bad, I really feel bad."

More and more tears fell on his face, and the extremely painful sound made it difficult for him to breathe.

"Can you please let go of my hand?"

Lin Qingsu's voice was a little hoarse: "I won't run away."

The sheets lost their magical power and relaxed.

The bound arms were freed.

Lin Qingsu stretched out her hand and hugged Brunhilde tightly.

"It's in the past."

"At least I'm with you at this moment."

"No matter what, you can tell me. No matter what, I will face it with you."

"On my life."