I'm really not an old sword

But, but, personal maids and so on...

It turned out that this guy's eyes just now were not looking at the Holy Grail, but were actually expressing his desire for his own body.

Filthy knight! Scum of the knights!

Absolutely not!

I don't want to be a mere maid of the Knight King!

I don't want to go with you!

I, Nitocris, will go find and serve the great Pharaoh, Lord Osmandis!

"Isn't it strange to have a personal maid?"

"You don't want to?" Lin Qingsu narrowed her eyes: "Were you lying to me just now?"

"No! No! It's just..."

Seeing Lin Qingsu's eyes gradually narrowing, and a faint murderous intent coming from her, Nitocris trembled and choked out, "I, I... I do!"

Woo woo woo, you actually threatened me.

Things change over time. Arthur Pendragon, just wait for me. One day I will ride on you to avenge the humiliation I suffered today!

"Tsk, are you really that excited? I'm so happy I'm about to cry."

Cry your ass off!

You are really teasing this Pharaoh!

You, the filthy Knight King, must have seen through it and were teasing me on purpose!

"Wow...it's my pleasure."

……

"Did he actually get the Holy Grail?"

In a small house in a long-abandoned abandoned town.

Ashiya Doman looked at the scene in front of him.

On the wall, the scene of Lin Qingsu and Nitocris' negotiation appeared like a projection.

But it's far away.

Although Nitocris's magic skills are not very good, her rank after becoming a Heroic Spirit has at least reached the level of a first-class Heroic Spirit.

Although when it comes to a real life-and-death battle, he can only display second-rate strength.

But the strength is there.

As for the man, Arthur Pendragon, although he didn't know what blessing Rongomyniad had given him, his strength was much greater than it should have been. The scene when he dueled with the Lionheart King showed his strength that he shouldn't have had.

It was beyond Ashiya Doman's expectations.

"This is going to be fun."

Ashiya Doman touched the corner of his mouth, which was slightly raised.

He stole the Holy Grail.

While Richard's magician was fighting with the Knights of the Round Table, he stole the Holy Grail effortlessly without the magician's obstruction.

I had originally thought of letting Nitocris 'pick it up'.

This guy will definitely dedicate it to Osmandis with all his heart.

Longominiard would not care for the Holy Grail.

He would not become enemies with Osmandis just for the 'mere' Holy Grail.

But others will.

By then, he could make some moves and unite several other weak forces to fight against the Knights of the Round Table.

But now, the Holy Grail has fallen into Lin Qingsu's hands.

Ashiya Michiman shook his head.

This time, the demon's 'mission' was beyond his expectations.

To be precise, King Lionheart and the Crusaders belong to the camp of their demon god.

But who would have thought that Artoria was still alive.

It has become an even more terrifying existence.

It has already left the realm of heroic spirits and transformed into the level of 'God'.

It would be difficult for him to tamper with the Lionheart King's spiritual base.

With her around, forget about the Demon Pillar.

Solomon has come.

Anyone who comes to her territory will be shot by her.

What's even more outrageous is that not only did she summon the Knights of the Round Table, she also summoned her male self from a parallel world.

And Richard the Lionheart was already unhappy with him.

Now that he saw his idol, he didn't care about him at all. He just rushed in and, without an important treasure, challenged the stronger King Arthur in a duel, destroying all the property he had worked so hard to build.

Your advantage as the Lionheart King is gang attacks!!!

"Things are getting interesting."

Ashiya Michiman's mouth curled up even more, and he stood up and brushed off the dust from under him.

"Looks like I have to go again."

Walking outside, looking at the scorching sun in the sky and the pyramid-shaped shadow in the distance that was almost invisible, Ashiya Doman sighed deeply.

"I never thought that one day I could become a hero."

......

The task of strangling the remaining Crusaders was handed over to the Knights of the Round Table and the Knights of the Strict.

Lin Qingsu left behind Modred and Lancelot.

Let them go back to the Holy City with him.

Mordred was just blushing; as for Lancelot, Lin Qingsu was planning to torture him and force him to form a team with Mordred.

"I have asked Aguguiwen to collect information about the old man's organization in the mountains."

"After you return, help Percival gather refugees."

"Those who don't want to submit can go their own way."

"However, if there are any traitors who dare to attack us, they will be killed immediately."

"Remember, as long as they don't attack you, you can't do anything. But once you do, don't leave anyone alive."

"Do you understand?"

When saying this, Lin Qingsu looked at Lancelot.

It’s not that Lin Qingsu doesn’t trust Lancelot.

In the absence of beautiful women on the enemy side, Lancelot is still very trustworthy.

There is really no way to criticize the protection of civilians.

If Lin Qingsu were in Lancelot's shoes, he would also try his best to protect the unarmed civilians.

He is now trying to keep as many people alive as possible.

But those were truly unarmed civilians.

Rather than "ordinary people" who are in cahoots with the enemy and hostile to the Knights of the Round Table.

And Lin Qingsu was worried.

Once the "rebels" who hated the Round Table attacked, when Mordred led the Knights of Justice to massacre the rebellious people, Lancelot would definitely stop them and protect the "unarmed" "ordinary people" who attacked the Knights of the Round Table.

And those people may turn into sharp blades that stab the hearts of the Knights of the Round Table at any time.

Lancelot's heart trembled, and he nodded: "As you command."

"That's good to know." Lin Qingsu said, looking at Mordred: "Mordred, every time an operation is completed, you must report to me, understand?"

"Okay!" Mordred laughed.

Among the Knights of the Round Table, she and Agravin, two of Morgan's "children", are pure and authentic chaotic evil.

They don't care about human lives.

It's ridiculous, because they were clearly created by Morgan to destroy the king, but they are the king's chefs who are even more twisted than Gawain.

Dare to rebel against King Arthur?

No matter you are a brave and skilled soldier, or an unarmed old, weak, woman or child, as long as you block my way, I will scatter my ashes for you!

Lancelot smiled bitterly in his heart.

He knew that this was a sign of King Arthur's extreme distrust of him and that he was deliberately criticizing him in front of him.

It was almost said directly.

"I've asked Mordred to keep an eye on you. You'd better be careful and think about the consequences."

"I'm not Altria. If you dare to disobey me, I'll kill you myself."

But he didn't have much resistance.

Intellectually speaking, the male king is right.

But emotionally speaking, as a knight, he still couldn't bring himself to swing his sword at unarmed civilians, even if they were enemies, even if they were likely to replace the rebels they had wiped out and become the next generation of enemies who would swing their swords at them.

His chivalry wouldn't allow him to do that.

So, in the past in Britain, this kind of thing was done by Altria herself, and she took all the "faults" on herself.

At that time he felt sorry for the king.

However, in order not to violate his own chivalry and to deal with the evil white dragon and the Saxons, he could only turn a blind eye.

And now, this new king...

No matter what, no matter how the chivalry in his heart struggled, Lancelot had to admit it.

This male King Arthur is a true king.

And the one they were loyal to, Artoria Pendragon, was more like the king that knights dreamed of, a king that existed only in fantasy.

Although Lancelot wanted to follow Artoria more.

But Lin Qingsu is also King Arthur. He holds the same sword of king in his hand as Artoria. The aura on his body is not fake. It is the aura of a king that comes from the same origin as Artoria and is recognized by them.

The light just now was even more dazzling.

His identity was completely recognized by all the Knights of the Round Table.

more importantly.

Lancelot feels guilty!

He still doesn't know what he has done to Lin Qingsu.

What if the person there...

No, no, no, not to mention anything else, just the fact that he had a crush on Queen Guinevere, which led to the collapse of the Round Table.

As a man, Lancelot felt that it would not be an exaggeration for Lin Qingsu to chop him to pieces.

Although he was grateful that Altria had forgiven him, to be honest, forgiveness from a female king and forgiveness from a male king were two completely different things, from Lancelot's male perspective.

But now Lin Qingsu's beating on him actually made him feel relieved.

Because this means that Lin Qingsu has no intention of dealing with him.

Otherwise, he could just let him go, put him in a position where he was likely to make mistakes, and then come out and kill him when he made a mistake.

Rather than like now.