I'm really not an old sword

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Some refugees had gathered, but without the Holy Grail, they were busy building houses around the Holy City. Lin Qingsu couldn't join them in carrying bricks...

Not to mention, he did try it a few days ago under an assumed name, but it was really meaningless. His efficiency was only slightly faster than that of the Knights of Rectification, and after that, the work was left to the refugees themselves.

The main force in building homes is still refugees.

Lin Qingsu only asked the Knights of Suzheng to provide materials for building houses and shelter, and did not intend to help them with everything.

Everything has its limits. If you keep spoiling them, they will take it for granted. Once one day you stop giving them unconditional gifts, they will hate you instead.

On the contrary, if you use a whip to spur them on and then suddenly treat them well, they will be grateful to you and may even think about how to get your 'favor' again.

This is people.

in short.

At this time, Longominiard was being pulled by Lin Qingsu to lie face down on the massage bed.

A white bath towel was tied around the amazingly curved chest and hips.

Lin Qingsu sat on a chair on the side, drinking water and looking at the maid in front of her.

In his twenties, almost thirty.

She had long brown hair, braided to one side and falling on her chest.

The skin is the wheat color common in the desert.

His hands were placed stiffly in front of him.

There were a few fine beads of sweat on her pretty face, and her tightly wrapped clothes were wet by the heat, revealing the mature figure of a young woman hidden underneath.

In her hand was the battle report that had just been handed to her.

Read it seriously.

This is one of the young maids that Lin Qingsu had people recruit from among the refugees in the past few days.

Work in exchange for food.

When she saw her at that time, Lin Qingsu had a sense of déjà vu, until she saw her child and then realized what was going on.

Isn't this the mother who was killed by the Knight of Justice while trying to protect her child?

He does not judge Gawain for slaughtering truly innocent people.

He's not a good person either.

He only knew that Gawain was absolutely loyal to Longomeniades, which was equivalent to being absolutely loyal to himself.

And with me around, he would never do that again.

The other party, this single mother named Fanny, is very good at taking care of people. She can do all kinds of work in the castle with ease and work efficiently. She is much more useful than those girls who are only sixteen or seventeen years old.

She is the most efficient of the girls;

Among the young women, she has the best figure and the most beautiful appearance.

Lin Qingsu waved her hand and made her the head maid.

It is worth mentioning that he has now selected an additional group of children from among the refugees.

Funi's son, the child named Rushd, was also among them.

Percival took them for training.

It can be regarded as a spark, preparing for the next generation whose world may continue for ten years.

The salary is just enough to feed myself.

The same standards as maids.

However, in this land that was turned into a desert by the Crusaders' "divine punishment" with the Holy Grail, just being able to eat a full meal every day is enough to drive people crazy.

Any more would be impolite.

As for the young woman in front of him, the pigtail hairstyle was the one he had been trying to learn these days.

Mainly to satisfy one's own bad taste.

Lin Qingsu really wanted to see it.

The look of Lungominiad with a dangerous lady hairstyle.

It must look good.

After learning hair styles from Funi and several other long-haired young women for several days, Lin Qingsu finally completed her apprenticeship today.

Preparing to conduct experiments.

As for the clothes, it’s not Lin Qingsu’s bad taste.

It's purely the custom here.

Women will wrap themselves up tightly no matter how hot it is.

Lin Qingsu had no intention of interfering with their beliefs for the time being.

Don’t understand, but respect.

"Lord Lancelot was defeated by a man who called himself 'Charles I' and suffered heavy losses, barely escaping the siege."

"Lord Gawain was intercepted by a man who called himself William Marshall, but he managed to break free after defeating him with his immense strength."

"As for the other adults, although they were intercepted by the army, they discovered it in advance and did not fall into the encirclement..."

After listening to it, Lin Qingsu had a general idea in her mind.

Except for Lancelot and Gawain.

The others were surrounded and intercepted by one to three servants and Crusaders that were at least several times their number.

But they were all alert.

He did not rush straight into the enemy's ambush like Gawain and Lancelot.

Although Gao Wen fell into the trap.

But he relied on Longomyniad's blessing of [Never Night], so even he would have to work hard to defeat him.

It's impossible to take it down with just one servant.

Although Lancelot was known as the first knight of the Round Table, that was only compared to Gawain, whose blessing was time-limited. Not to mention, he was directly facing the big boss on the opposite side, Charles I.

Fortunately, thanks to the fearless charge of the Austere Knights, even Lancelot, who was in the most dangerous situation, managed to escape.

As for the deaths of the Knights of the Upright...

With Longomyniad here, you can summon as many as you want.

"What does Aguwen say?"

"Lord Agguiwen said..."

The young woman took a deep breath and said, imitating Agravin's tone, "The failure of the Knights of the Round Table is due to the repeated summoning ability of the Knights of the Upright."

"Re-divide into groups of two or three Knights of the Round Table. With this lesson learned, we will immediately engage in a guerrilla war of attrition."

With Longominiade sitting there.

Although the Knights of Justice cannot summon too many soldiers at once, they can still be considered a steady supply of soldiers.

This is not the case with the Knights of the Round Table.

Losing any one of them would be a loss for them.

Moreover, their war horses are also considered 'Servants'.

In terms of mobility, the Crusaders under Charles I could not compare with the Knights of the Round Table led by Longominiard.

Here, let two or three Knights of the Round Table look after each other.

Use the Knights of Justice who can be "produced" continuously to consume the enemy's large forces.

We can learn the tactics that the other party used to exhaust us and fight guerrilla warfare against them.

After the enemy is exhausted, we will send a large force to annihilate them in one fell swoop, and strive to wipe out the enemy at the lowest cost or even without any casualties.

Lin Qingsu nodded slightly.

Agerguiwen's idea is the most reliable, but...

“Has the location of Jerusalem been determined?”

The young woman's expression was a little complicated. After all, that was their holy land.

Now it is being fought over by two groups of outsiders.

However, thinking of her now worry-free life, she quickly suppressed her distracting thoughts and said respectfully, "Yes."

"Call all the Knights of the Round Table back to the Holy City and prepare for the decisive battle."

The young woman hurriedly left the sauna.

"I need to get the Holy Grail as soon as possible to prevent any changes."

Lin Qingsu muttered to herself and followed Longominiard, "I'm sorry to bother you these past few days."

"Summon more Knights of Uprightness."

"I will take them with me then, and leave Agrawen, Galahad, and Percival with you."

"wait me back."

"Ah."

Longominiard sat up.

The plump upper body, wrapped in the pure white bath towel, seemed to be ready to break free from its restraints at any time.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on the pale pink skin.

Looking at the blonde hair scattered on her chest, Lin Qingsu reached out to take the blonde hair and subconsciously wanted to braid it, but when he saw Longominiade's eyes looking straight at him, he withdrew his action.

"what happened?"

Longominiard raised her little hand and placed it on his forehead.

Rich magic power entered his body.

Lin Qingsu was stunned for a moment, then felt the extremely familiar magic, and the scene that was very similar to Longominid blessing the Knights of the Round Table. After thinking about it, he gave up the idea of resisting.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Longominiard withdrew his hand, and Lin Qingsu suddenly had an idea in his mind.

【Fusion】

"Your soul is very strange."

Lin Qingsu did not answer, her thoughts immersed in her mind.

Scenes of memories that did not belong to him but seemed to belong to him flashed through his mind like black and white slides.

The simulator, which had been silent for a long time, also sent a prompt.

[Ding, the host accepts the blessing of "Fusion" from "Goddess Longomyniad".]

[The host is fusing with the template "Arthur Pendragon."]

【Current progress: 5%.】

Memories are like fireworks, fleeting, invisible and intangible, leaving no trace.

It's like a dream, but I still remember it existed.