I'm really not an old sword

Lin Qingsu took the food but didn't eat it. Instead, she called out to Jeanne, looked her up and down, and said with a smile, "Your name is Leticia?"

Joan of Arc was about to say no, but then she suddenly remembered and quickly changed her words: "Yes."

"You don't look like you're from England."

Don't you all look similar?

Jeanne asked curiously, "How did you figure that out?"

"Accent, temperament." Lin Qingsu pointed at Zhende's innocent face and clear eyes: "You look like you are from the countryside."

Joan of Arc nodded in admiration: "Well, you are right. I am from the countryside in Lyon, France."

Both she and Leticia are kind-hearted.

The only difference is that Joan of Arc has experienced more and is no longer as silly and naive as she was when she was a child.

As a child who grew up in the countryside and has not yet grown up, Leticia is cute and simple-minded.

But none of them took Lin Qingsu's words, which might offend many people, to heart. Instead, they admired Lin Qingsu's vision.

Seeing that Zhendace had taken the bait, Lin Qingsu pretended to be curious and asked, "Why do you come here to work? Is the boss your relative? Or are you here to attend high school? Do you work part-time to pay for your studies?"

"neither."

Joan of Arc shook her head and was about to continue speaking when she heard the boss's voice from behind her.

"Joan of Arc, another guest has arrived. It's time to get to work."

"Oh." Joan of Arc smiled apologetically at Lin Qingsu and prepared to leave.

Lin Qingsu glanced at the boss who was smiling but not smiling, and reached out to grab Joan of Arc's sleeve.

"Sir, please let me go. I have to go to work."

"I had a great time chatting with you."

"gentlemen..."

Joan of Arc actually had a very good first impression of Lin Qingsu because he was good-looking and spoke nicely.

Although everyone says that they are not obsessed with appearance, the fact is that everyone cares about appearance. The problem is that some people only care about appearance, while others care about other things.

Joan of Arc became unhappy when she saw Lin Qingsu holding her back from going to work.

Leticia is starving and has nowhere to rest. What should she do?!

The boss narrowed his eyes and saw two mounted policemen passing by the door. He immediately wanted to ask the police to drive away the unreasonable man.

A mere punk wants to compete with the most handsome man in Birmingham for Joan of Arc?

"Is this enough for half a year's salary?"

"Sir, please..."

Joan of Arc turned her head, frowned slightly and was about to interrupt, but her voice stopped abruptly.

Joan of Arc was stunned when she saw the thick stack of banknotes that appeared in Lin Qingsu's hand as if by magic.

That’s a lot of money.

No!

Joan of Arc shook her head. It had nothing to do with money. Although she really wanted Leticia not to suffer, she felt that Leticia would understand her.

"Is this enough?" Lin Qingsu slapped another dozen bills on the table.

The boss was so scared that he dared not speak.

One draw costs tens of thousands of dollars. Why would such a rich person come to his small restaurant to eat?

"Sir, that's enough!" Joan of Arc was a little annoyed.

"Don't think too much, I just want to talk to you." Lin Qingsu pointed at Francesca who was sitting opposite him and said, "My sister likes you very much."

Francesca was finally able to speak.

She fell in love with Leticia the first time she saw her.

This girl looks exactly like Joan of Arc.

After a careful inspection, she discovered that the other party had two souls in one body and was emitting the unique fluctuations of a heroic spirit.

Although I don’t know how another Holy Grail War suddenly came about, but who cares? As long as my Joan of Arc is here, it’s fine!

Francesca couldn't help swinging her legs at the thought of living a happy life as a 'little whip in the basement'. If it weren't for Lin Qingsu's still powerful presence, she would have gone to talk to Joan of Arc.

"Hello, sister." Francesca smiled sweetly. "I like you so much. Can you come to my house and play with me?"

The boss and guests were shocked.

Do you still bring your younger sister to assist you when picking up girls nowadays?

Looking at Lin Qingsu's black hair and black eyes and Francesca's white hair and different-colored eyes, they realized what was going on and couldn't help but despise them in their hearts.

Bah, if she is your sister then I am your long lost brother!

But, are all lovers so generous that they would help their boyfriends to fool other women?

Is this the world of the rich? Love it.

Joan of Arc was silent. She felt like she was being treated as an idiot. Although she had never experienced that kind of thing between a man and a woman, the intentions of the two...

Lin Qingsu suddenly reached under the table and took out a suitcase. She placed it on the table in front of everyone and opened it, revealing a suitcase full of banknotes.

"Give me some face, Jeanne... no, Miss Leticia."

Jeanne's eyes suddenly became sharp, staring intently at Lin Qingsu, who looked as if she was thinking, "Oops, I accidentally said the wrong thing."

"...good."

The boss even forgot to respond to Jeanne's apology and resignation on the spot.

I was still thinking about the box full of banknotes.

It was not until Lin Qingsu brought the bouncing Francesca and the silent Joan of Arc into the black car parked on the side of the road that the people in the restaurant reacted. Looking at the car going away, they thought of the pure country girl who would be defiled by the world tonight, and they could not help but curse the injustice of the world.

"Letitia! My Letitia!"

......

Sitting in the car, Joan of Arc looked at Francesca who was looking at her with joy.

She looked at Lin Qingsu who was sitting in front of her.

After careful inspection, she was surprised to find that neither of them was a normal person, especially Lin Qingsu, whose unfathomable nature made her feel as if she was facing an ancient beast, which was extremely dangerous.

But neither of them is a heroic spirit, they are both living beings!

"Who are you?" Joan of Arc asked warily.

"We are the demon kings who destroy the world."

Jeanne raised her eyebrows and couldn't help but say, "...Please don't tease me. I'm communicating with you seriously."

"I'm serious. If you don't believe me, ask her." Lin Qingsu pointed at Francesca, looking aggrieved and saying, 'I really didn't lie.'

Because Lin Qingsu's expression was so good, Joan of Arc couldn't help but become suspicious, wondering if there really was such a profession as Demon King in the world after more than a thousand years, and looked at Francesca.

"Really? The master is a big devil. Last night, he ripped off my little hole..."

"Shut up!" Lin Qingsu quickly stopped what should not be said.

"Wow, the Demon King is bullying me again~"

Looking at Jeanne, who looked alert and couldn't help but raise her hands to cover her chest, Lin Qingsu's mouth twitched slightly: "The child is ignorant and says nonsense."

"..."

"I can swear to heaven on this matter. If I am wrong, I will be struck by lightning."

'boom! ’

"It's raining." Francesca said softly.

"..."

Lin Qingsu looked at Joan of Arc's silent and alert appearance, then looked at the heavy rain that suddenly started to fall outside the window, and finally looked at Francesca who was kneeling on the seat with her hands and little face pressed against the window and looking at the heavy rain outside the window with a "wow" on her face.

You wait for me.

He seriously suspected that Tamamonomae was eavesdropping on the spell.

He was doing the right thing. He had clearly slept with the fox in his arms last night, and he had clearly found Francesca amusing and left her hanging under the window all night...

"What exactly do you want to do?!" Joan of Arc couldn't help but say.

"Well, to put it simply, I just want you to protect me."

"...what?"

"Dead Apostles have appeared in this world. Um, vampires. You know what vampires mean, right?"

Jeanne nodded blankly.

"Vampires have appeared in this city. You are short of money, so I want to hire you as my bodyguard."

Joan of Arc looked like, "Really? I don't believe it."

"There's no need for me to lie to you." Lin Qingsu spread her hands and said, "With your strength, you don't need to worry."

Joan of Arc's expression changed. What Lin Qingsu said was indeed correct, but after thinking about it, she was still very hesitant. The main reason was that Francesca's words just now and the few casual words Lin Qingsu said just now made her guard rise to the highest level, and it was not so easy to lower it.

"What do you do at the restaurant and how much do you earn?"

"9 am to 9 pm, two hours break at noon, lunch and dinner, and you can sleep in the store at night."

"Where's the salary?"

"Two meals and you can sleep in the store."

"I don't see any beds in the shop?"

Lin Qingsu thought about it and decided to settle for the next best thing, but when she recalled what she had just done in the store, she found that there was not even a sofa in the store.

"Just put the tables together and you can sleep." Jeanne said with a look of 'You're really making a fuss.'

"..."

Is the owner of the store where you work called Zhou Paopi?

"I'm not going out, so you can do whatever you want. When I'm out, you stay with me. You can ask for leave anytime. I'll provide three meals a day, and the salary is 10,000 pounds a month. How about that?"

Jeanne blinked. "What?"

"Twenty thousand pounds."

"...No, I mean..."

"Fifty thousand pounds."

"No, no!" Joan of Arc shook her head like a rattle. She inherited Leticia's knowledge. Although she couldn't apply most of it, at least she had an idea of money. Ten thousand pounds was a salary that Leticia couldn't even earn in a year!

"Is it too much?" Joan of Arc's attention was successfully diverted.

Lin Qingsu continued to gallop with her attention, and said in surprise: "I thought you were complaining about the small amount just now."

"No, I just don't have a work visa. Can I really get paid?"

"...The black shop also pays wages. Did you sign a contract to sell yourself to the landlord?"

"I know the indenture, but what is a landlord?"

"You're so cute."

"Um, thank you."

"I'm not complimenting you."

"Ah, why?"

"..."

In short, under the offensive of money, Lin Qingsu successfully abducted a Joan of Arc.

of course not.