I'm really not an old sword

Nitocris's eyes were still hazy.

He looked like he had no idea what was going on.

With a slight gasp, she gradually came back to her senses, her eyes slightly widened, and just as she was about to open her mouth, she saw the profile approaching again.

"Well?!"

Nitocris began to push his shoulders with all her might using both hands.

But how could her strength compare to Lin Qingsu's?

After trying for a while, the strength of her body seemed to be stripped away bit by bit by the man's skilled oral technique. Nitocris's hands gradually became as heavy as a thousand pounds, and they dropped naturally as if she had accepted her fate.

Pharaoh's lips are very soft.

It is like the finest jelly, soft, tender and elastic.

Just like her skin.

It doesn't feel rough at all like it would be after being 'ravaged' by the sun, but rather soft and tender like the skin of a newborn baby.

Keep fighting.

But it seems to add interest as if it is reluctant but also welcoming.

Until it tanks.

He seemed to know that it was impossible for him to escape from Lin Qingsu's clutches.

It seems that I can't resist the body's reaction.

At some point, Nitocris had her arms around Lin Qingsu's neck again.

After a long time, and not knowing how many times they had separated, Nitocris's eyes were filled with confusion and tears.

"No, no more."

The man's gaze was filled with predatory intent.

Nitocris's heart trembled.

She knew that if this continued, today it would not just be her lips and tongue that would be sacrificed, but her entire body would be lost.

He turned his head and buried it in Lin Qingsu's chest, trying to express his determination to resist.

His body was still trembling slightly.

Lin Qingsu felt the wetness in her arms, smiled, and did not continue to do anything to Nitocris.

This kiss was a pleasant surprise.

It is true that not saying too much is as bad as not saying too little.

Even if Nitocris asked for it, he wouldn't take her here in broad daylight.

Although field battles are also quite interesting.

But those outside were all his own knights, with their strength and his strength.

There were no obstructions, so even if they were hundreds of meters away, let alone dozens of meters, Nitocris's cry would definitely be clearly audible.

He has no interest in holding live concerts.

......

On the endless barren land.

A group of knights on white horses were walking slowly along the road.

"Ah, it's really good without that guy Gawain."

Mordred looked up at the night and the starry sky.

"It's dry here to begin with. Wherever that guy goes it's daytime. He's going to get sunburned to death."

"How can you be so impatient?"

"sorry!"

Mordred admitted his mistake at the speed of light and immediately shut up.

If anyone dared to speak to her like that, even Lancelot and Gawain, she would have to test their swords to see whose was stronger.

But my dad...

Mordred couldn't help but glance back.

In the center of the team, a blond young knight in casual clothes rode a tall white horse.

In his arms was a person covered in a brown coat and cloak.

He even had a hood on his head.

Keep your head down.

But looking at the jaw, you can tell it's a woman, and the fact that my boss came back from a trip and kidnapped a woman...

Isn't it her honor?

As for Lancelot.

After being slightly surprised that the male king was actually a fellow traveler like herself, she didn't care.

Instead, he secretly wondered whether he should pick up some beautiful women when he went out on missions in the future.

Dedicated to Lin Qingsu.

Knight, knight, how can you be a knight if you don’t ride?

What’s more, there were only so many entertainment activities in the Middle Ages.

Knights were full of energy and fought wars every day, living on the edge of a knife all day long. If you didn't have three or five captured female slaves at home, people would suspect that you were gay.

Just like Altria.

He only married Guinevere and was not interested in women. At first, various forces suspected that she was a lesbian.

After all, even if you are not interested in women, you still have to satisfy your basic physiological needs.

No one paid any attention to Nitocris.

Sitting in Lin Qingsu's arms, Nitocris felt very complicated at this moment.

I was kissed forcibly at that time, and I lost my mind under the other party's skilled techniques.

When I heard the other party say, "It's getting late, so ride with me.", I agreed in a daze.

How come you, a Knight King, are so skilled?!

And now, those gentle and strong arms held her in his arms, leaning her against that strong chest.

Only a thin coat separated them.

She kept telling herself, "I'll get used to it," but Nitocris found her body growing weaker and weaker.

From the beginning, try to sit up straight and keep your distance from him.

By now, she was almost curled up in his arms.

And when she thought of the man's predatory kiss and the hands that were now tightly holding her waist, Nitocri had no doubt that when they returned to his base camp, he would directly pull her into the room and do this on the spot.

Who is she?

Is it the spoils won by the Knight King in battle?

Thinking about it this way, it seems that waiting until returning to base camp to deal with her would be considered politeness on the part of the Knight King.

No wonder!!!

I, the great Queen of Pharaoh, am not some little slave girl who was taken away as a trophy by the victor!

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Someone come and save me!

It seemed as if he heard the call from her heart.

"Xu~"

The horse stopped.

Nitocris raised her head and saw that all the knights had controlled their horses and were looking up at the end of the sky.

In the starry night.

A magnificent pyramid, from the farthest point of view, quickly rose towards them...

Fly over.

Chapter 7: Her bottom line is that there is no bottom line (K)

"Lord Osmandis?!"

Looking at the bright pyramid that was approaching in the starry sky like a flying saucer, Nitocris couldn't help but get excited.

It attracted everyone's attention.

She had no choice but to lower her head again and curl up in Lin Qingsu's arms, not daring to say a word.

But my heart was filled with joy.

It must have been the great Osmanthus who heard her cry and came to save her.

Feeling the large hand on her waist again, Nitocris's shame at being 'captured as a trophy' turned into the joy of a villain's success.

Hum hum.

How dare you, a mere knight king, a vile man, humiliate this queen like this!

When the great Lord Osmandis takes action, you little knights will be easily destroyed!

This queen will not plead for you.

Not only that, I will lock you up in a dungeon and humiliate you severely, turning you into my trophy. From now on, you will serve me tea and water as a reward for what I did today.

"Osmandis?"

"Haha, I didn't expect to see you here, Holy Sword Master." Osmandis's arrogant voice came from the temple.

Lin Qingsu gave a helpless "hmm".

"Why are you blocking my way?"

Osmandis also answered in a no-nonsense manner.

"Hand over the Holy Grail and Nitocris."

"presumptuous!"

Without waiting for Lin Qingsu to answer, Mordred, Lancelot and other knights became angry.

Blocking their way is bad enough, but now he dares to threaten their king right in front of them? Are they treating them as if they don't exist?

‘Clang! ’

The cold light of the sword blade was particularly cold under the starlight.

Nitocris's body trembled with excitement.

Woohoo, I never thought that the greatest pharaoh, Lord Osmandis, the Sun King, would come to save me!

Lin Qingsu pondered for a moment and then said, "I'm curious, how did you know that I have the Holy Grail and Nitocris in my hands?"

"A rat hiding in the sewer told me this."

Lin Qingsu understood. He had been wondering how Nitocris had picked up the Holy Grail.

You fell while walking, and suddenly you found the Holy Grail in the sand?

Are you kidding me?

The Holy Grail was originally in the hands of Richard I.

Given Richard I's temperament and admiration for him.

It is impossible for him to be cowardly before the battle, knowing that he cannot beat him, and throw the Holy Grail away in advance to make things difficult for him.

Combined with the original plot, the answer becomes clear.