I'm really not an old sword

How can she resist? This is Tamamonomae, a person who is ten times more ruthless than Morgan. Even if she has ten lives, she wouldn't dare to jump in front of her.

As to whether the identity was real, Francesca had no doubts.

Golden hair, fox, and most importantly, strength doesn't lie. She was subdued without any ability to resist in front of her. Even if she is not Tamamonomae, as long as she says she is, then she is in her place!

But how did I get exposed?

This shocked her a hundred times more than when Lin Qingsu, who had accomplished nothing not long ago, suddenly brought Tamamonomae to capture her and called her Tamamonomae's wife.

After a long time, Lin Qingsu seemed to have just finished dealing with the domestic violence. She coughed a few times and said, "Let me put it this way, I think you look pretty good in this position."

I *****, I have lived for more than a thousand years and have never seen a man as perverted as you!

Francesca dared not speak out of anger, and could only twist her hips, trying to change into a relatively comfortable position, and then said in a delicate voice: "Since brother likes it, then I will be uncomfortable. I wonder what brother wants to discuss with me?"

"She's so disgusting."

"Hmm." Tamamonomae agreed deeply.

"..."

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." Lin Qingsu grabbed Francesca's skirt and pulled her out.

With a thud, Francesca sat down on the ground.

The petite girl whimpered in pain, covering her small buttocks, tears welling up from the corners of her eyes, unable to get angry or speak. Her legs wrapped in white silk stockings curled up, and she raised her little head pitifully: "I'm not disgusting~"

Lin Qingsu said disdainfully, "If you keep pretending to be young, I'll beat you up."

Francesca shrank her neck, and her delicate expression suddenly disappeared in fear.

"That's more like it. Now I ask questions and you answer them."

Lin Qingsu asked her a bunch of questions about Leif, the United States, Faldius and herself.

Francesca's cherishment of life was beyond Lin Qingsu's imagination.

He and Tamamonomae had a lot of training...and the forced confession method was useless, so Francesca told him everything she knew and even figured out the trick of drawing inferences from one instance.

She was pretty much what he knew, a contemporary of Joan of Arc who had managed to survive to this day by some strange means.

He and Faldius hit it off and decided to do something big.

As for the big event, it is the pseudo-Holy Grail War in Snowfield City. Except for the fact that the holy relic to summon Saber has not been found yet, everything else is almost ready. We are just waiting for time to complete the plan.

She herself didn't know much else about Leif and Faldius.

"Brother, what else do you want to hear?"

Francesca looked like a dog, looking at Lin Qingsu with a flattering expression.

Look, this is what it means to cherish your life.

"Nothing much, but I have a good thing for you, do you want it?"

"Huh? What?"

Lin Qingsu smiled slightly: "Can I take you to meet your sweetheart?"

"My sweetheart is given to you~" Francesca giggled and started licking wildly again, but she was very careful this time and did not lick the sound, instead her voice sounded seductive.

"I'm talking about Joan of Arc."

Francesca's smile froze.

Chapter 3 Unexpected Title

"What did you say?" Francesca's voice trembled.

She couldn't imagine her ears.

Francesca is a real fun-loving person. She goes wherever there is fun, and every time she goes there, she not only watches the show, but because of her immortality, she often participates in the game and keeps adding firewood to the fire.

Her life is like the fourth disaster of playing a game.

Life never stops and fun never ends.

But even such a fun-loving person, she also has her own 'white moonlight' in her mind.

Even after a thousand years, she still missed that person day and night.

That person is Joan of Arc.

Of course, being missed by such a fun-loving person was definitely not because of love or friendship. She simply wanted to have some fun with that stubborn and serious woman and pollute that holy saint.

But when dreams are out of sight for too long, they turn into obsessions, and if you keep obsessing for too long, you will become sick.

"Are you telling the truth?!" Francesca's eyes sparkled.

God have mercy on her, she really wants to 'play' with Joan of Arc, but unfortunately she really can't find a way to summon her out.

As a second best option, they could only use Artoria, who looked similar to Jeanne d'Arc and had a more honest and upright personality, as a substitute. It just so happened that Leif and Faldius wanted to summon Arthur Pendragon.

She thought of trying to get 50% luck.

Even if it was Arthur Pendragon who was summoned, a scene as big as Snowfield City would be fun.

But, nothing can compare to her big baby Joan of Arc!

"What's the point of me lying to you?"

Francesca thought about it, glanced at the golden fox in his arms, and was happy to find that she was of no use to him at all.

Francesca crawled two steps with a dignified and flattering smile and hugged his thighs tightly.

"Then, my lord, how can I see her?"

She is Morgan's good darling and Tamamonomae's good husband. She wouldn't dare to offend these two women even if she had ten thousand guts.

They all want to 'lick' men occasionally, and it's not shameful for her to lick them a few times.

On the contrary, in a sense, she is lucky to be able to lick the same person as these two big men!

What's more, he could satisfy her thousand-year-old unfulfilled desire and let her see Joan of Arc again.

If you don’t lick it now, when will you lick it?

She is determined to lick this man, Francesca said so!

"If it's fast, it's tomorrow morning. If it's slow..."

Francesca said hurriedly, "I want it quick!"

"Tsk, that's difficult. You see, we're not familiar with each other. I don't know whether you're cold or hot, and you don't know whether I'm cold or hot. It's not easy for me to take you directly to see her."

Francesca said in a charming voice, "You'll know if I'm hot if you try it yourself, sir."

Lin Qingsu took a breath of cold air. He didn't expect that she could drive on this kind of road. She learned...

"I'm not that kind of person."

“But I’m that kind of person~”

Lin Qingsu fell silent.

Looking at Lin Qingsu's solemn expression, Francesca's heart sank. Could it be that she had licked too much?

After a while, Lin Qingsu touched Tamamonomae's head and sighed heavily: "Alas, I just realized today that there are many strange things in this world. In this world, there are even more coquettish people than you and Meili... Oh, it hurts! Why do you, a fox, love to bite people?!"

Mellie?!

Seeing Lin Qingsu playing with Tamamonomae again, Francesca felt a surge of shock in her heart.

Morgan, Tamamonomae, and Merry.

Is Valhalla his family's business? Are all the women around him really so terrifying?

At this moment, Francesca became more determined in her belief.

This man is determined to lick it himself, and even Jesus can't stop him, she said!

......

Leticia... Jeanne's mind is in a mess.

She is a Heroic Spirit and her class is Ruler.

The Holy Grail will use its own logic to summon a Servant to serve as the Judge (Ruler) of the Holy Grail War.

They will not take sides with any faction and will act to protect the very concept of the "Holy Grail War."

Ruler cannot be summoned during a normal Holy Grail War.

However, when the form of a Holy Grail War is extremely special and the outcome is completely unpredictable, and the Holy Grail, as the core of the ritual, determines that the ritual requires the intervention of a Servant that cannot be reached by humans, Ruler will be summoned.

Therefore, Joan of Arc had actually anticipated that she would have to face some strange things when she arrived.

But she didn't expect that she would encounter such a strange thing!

Where are the Heroic Spirits?! Where is the Holy Grail?! Where are everyone?!

Possessed by a young French girl named Leticia, he journeyed north, relying solely on the guidance of the 'Lord' within his mind.

Joan of Arc never expected that she would have to cross the sea.

Although she had acquired modern knowledge when she arrived, knowledge and practice are two different things. When it came time to use it, she only had a vague understanding. In addition, she had no money, so she relied on the communication with Leticia in her mind to help her reach the territory of the country that once killed her.

After hitchhiking and jogging all the way, I finally arrived at my destination, Birmingham.

The question arises again, without Heroic Spirits and the Holy Grail, what on earth is she going to do?

Ask the Lord, one word, 'wait'!

Joan of Arc is in the form of being attached to the body of another person.

And because of the strange form of the Holy Grail that was not present this time, Joan of Arc had a vague feeling.

If she was seriously injured or too hungry, she would die, and the original owner of the body she possessed, the kind little girl named Leticia, would die with her.

Joan of Arc suddenly became nervous.

But the problem arose again. Leticia didn't have much money to begin with. She had to sell boat tickets and buy train tickets along the way, and she also spent a lot of money on meals. When she arrived in Birmingham, she didn't have much left.

Simply put, she was out of money.

Although she was not picky about her daily diet and accommodation, and didn't mind being hungry, this was not her body, and she needed to be responsible for Leticia.

'Maybe you can work and earn some money?'

Leticia weakly suggested in her mind, and Jeanne thought it was feasible.

She is not a rich and luxurious young lady. She grew up in the countryside and does not think that working is unacceptable.

But here is the problem.

Where to find a job?

"Sorry for the long wait. Please enjoy your meal."

Joan of Arc brought the food prepared in the kitchen to the guests' table and spoke skillfully.

Well, actually, with Leticia's looks, it would be easy for her to find a job even without a work visa.

As long as you are willing to work hard, the boss will welcome you with open arms and feet when you apply for a waiter position in any restaurant.

Look, the restaurant owner is sitting at the bar, counting money with a smile on his face. The store's sales have been increasing every day since the little girl named Leticia came to the store to apply for a waitress position.

The most important thing is that this girl is silly. After a few casual words, she offered not to take any salary but only to have food and accommodation.

Where can I find such a stupid guy?

The boss was happier watching Leticia, and couldn't help but think about getting her and his twenty-something son a couple...

Bah, that brat is not worthy of Leticia, I'd better just make do with him reluctantly.

Well, what about Leticia?

The boss looked up and saw that Leticia was being chatted with a customer. When he looked at the customer again, he suddenly felt a sense of crisis and couldn't help but touch his Mediterranean sea nervously.

Where did this guy come from? He’s so handsome that he can threaten me!

No, no, the boss stood up and decided to go and call Leticia away himself to prevent his lucky cat from being kidnapped by the brat.