I'm really not an old sword

There was an invisible mastermind who stole the Holy Grail from Jerusalem, out from under the noses of the Crusaders, while he was leading his men to fight against Richard I's Crusaders, and deliberately threw it on the path that Nitocris had to pass so that she could pick it up.

Because the other party knows.

After Nitocris picks up the Holy Grail, she will surely happily present it to Osmanthus.

And Lin Qingsu also wants to get the Holy Grail.

He needs to use the power of the Holy Grail to improve the geographical environment that has now turned into a desert.

Then he would have to confront Osmandis.

By then, he had just finished a decisive battle with the Crusaders and had no time to stop and deal with the fleeing rebels and the organization of the Old Man in the Mountain who dared to assassinate him. He would have to lead the Knights of the Round Table to fight Ramses II again.

As for who is in the dark.

Without thinking, Lin Qingsu knew that it must be related to the devil, but it was not known whether it was Leif or other devils.

"I see. So... are you here to beg for food?"

Lin Qingsu's expression suddenly became extremely cold.

"What do you think you are?"

Lin Qingsu's attitude towards Osmandis is similar to that of Gilgamesh: respectable, but not wanting to have any communication at all.

Might as well be chatting and joking with Richard I.

Kings with Iskandar's personality are ultimately rare.

Most kings, upon encountering the arrogant personalities of Gilgamesh and Osdymans, would immediately think of killing these two guys.

"If you stay in the corner quietly, I can spare your life."

"You came here to seek death. Do you think your life is too long?"

Now that Osmandis has come to our door.

He even had the audacity to take away the Holy Grail and the person that were in his hands. There was no need for Lin Qingsu to be nice to him.

If he could kill Osmandis once, he could kill him a second time.

"Very good, hahaha, it seems that the last victory gave you confidence."

An angry voice came from the temple.

Several huge black shadows were cast from above the temple.

One after another, huge sphinxes crashed onto the dry ground, surrounding the knights.

At the same time, the building below the temple collapsed, and one after another high-tech weapons appeared and aimed at Lin Qingsu and others below.

Electromagnetism shines brightly in the darkness.

Dendera Light Bulb!

The electromagnetic ball was aimed at the people on the ground, ready to go.

"Hand over Nitocris, and I will forgive your rudeness this time."

Osmandis knew that there was no possibility of peaceful negotiation between him and Lin Qingsu.

He also disdained to negotiate peace.

The reason why he didn't take action was because Nitocris was in the opponent's hands.

Lin Qingsu's strength is very good.

He was proud, not arrogant. Even he knew that it would take a certain amount of effort to defeat him, and he also had to guard against him releasing the holy sword. He would never be so arrogant as to think that he could snatch Nitocris from him unscathed.

But then again.

Nitocris was an Egyptian pharaoh like him, the queen of the ancient sky.

Although there was no trace of a king's aura on her.

But even so, she would not allow herself to be insulted by outsiders!

This is the dignity of the Pharaoh, and also the duty of him, the King of Kings, the most powerful Pharaoh!

"Lord Osmandis!" Nitocris choked with excitement.

Is this the most powerful pharaoh, the great Osmanthus?

Indeed powerful and domineering.

There is a huge difference between her and an incompetent pharaoh.

I really want to follow him and learn...

Suddenly, Nitocris's pretty face turned pale, and her plump body trembled violently like a sieve.

Looked up towards the east.

The magician's keen perception of magic told her that there was an extremely powerful magic approaching rapidly.

Two seconds passed.

A shining edge seemed to tear the darkness apart.

"That is..."

Lancelot looked towards the east in astonishment.

"gun?"

In the blink of an eye, the shining spear made of magic power pierced the huge pyramid in the air.

Brilliant light blooms in the air.

The people on the ground looking up couldn't help but raise their hands and squint their eyes.

Its daybreak.

"presumptuous?!"

Accompanied by the extremely angry shouts of Osmandis who was attacked.

The temple, which was safely suspended in the air, was smashed towards the west at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye after the impact of the spear.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into stars in the sky.

Everything seemed too sudden.

It was as if Osdymans had never been there.

Only the temple parts that fell to the ground after the powerful attack, and the countless sphinxes that were turning into light points and dissipating after losing their magic power supply, proved that what had just happened was indeed true.

"what happened?"

There was still reverence and longing in Nitocris's eyes.

All that is left is confusion and helplessness.

Lord Osmandis, who she thought was extremely powerful, was actually shot away by a spear from thousands of miles away...

Ran?

Even as a magician, she could feel the terrifying magical fluctuations contained in the spear that were beyond the reach of a human.

But looking at the empty sky.

Nitocris still felt inexplicably empty inside, and disappointment welled up in her eyes.

Lord Osmandis...

That's it?

"It's Altria."

It was not until Lin Qingsu's calm voice sounded that the confused crowd came to their senses.

"Just keep on your way."

"Yes!"

Everyone couldn't help but look at the end of the sky with fanaticism in their eyes.

Only Nitocris...

"I seemed to hear you shouting something just now... Um, what did you shout just now? I can't hear it clearly."

Lin Qingsu loosened the reins, hugged Nitocris in her arms with both hands, and pinched her chin with one hand.

He moved closer to her profile.

He looked at her beautiful eyes, which were still filled with confusion and disappointment, with great interest.

Nitocris came back to her senses in an instant.

Only then did he realize that he was still in the hands of the dirty knight, and thought of his excitement after seeing Osmandis just now.

My head was instantly covered with sweat.

"me..."

Nitocris opened her mouth, looked at Lin Qingsu's eyes that seemed to be smiling, and suddenly an idea came to her mind.

What exactly are you afraid of?

This vile and hateful bastard knew what I was thinking a long time ago.

He's been teasing me all along.

"I'm calling 'Lord Arthur~'."

"Hmm, that's not what I heard just now. It seemed to be something like Ottoman or something."

"How could that be? Lord Arthur, did you hear it wrong?!" Nitocris strongly retorted.

"is it?"

"Of course, I swear by Nitocris!"

I'm sorry, Lord Osmandis.

You can only blame yourself for being too weak.

"I'm definitely calling out to Lord Arthur!"

......

Hot knowledge, heroic spirits do not need rest.

And it is also well known that.

Among Lin Qingsu's group returning to the Holy City, there was not a single human being.

All of them are Heroic Servants.

It was already the next morning when the outline of the holy city appeared in sight. Except for Nitocris, who could not bear the "humiliation" and the stimulation of the shattering of her idol halo, she slept for several times in Lin Qingsu's arms in a daze.

Always on the road.

"Lord King Arthur, fellow knights, thank you for your hard work along the way."

Fanny had already arrived outside the city with a team of righteous knights to greet them.

Outside the Holy City.

The refugees he ordered to be taken in had been living near the holy city for some time, and during this time many densely packed mud houses had been built outside the city.

Like a satellite, it guards the planet in the center.

Although the sun had just risen from the horizon, many refugees had already come out early.

Without anyone organizing, they continued to fill in and build the unfinished houses spontaneously.

Or setting up a stall.

They traded what was left on them for daily necessities.

Although they were still poor and often went hungry, it was much better than the previous days when they had no place to live and had to be on guard against the increasing number of sand bandits after the country was destroyed and their families were ruined, and they lived in fear all day long.

Lin Qingsu watched this scene silently.

Suddenly, an indescribable sense of accomplishment surged in my heart.

Rome was not built in a day.