I'm really not an old sword

Lin Qingsu knew that she was frightened by Longominiard.

Although Lin Qingsu was very sorry as the culprit, she still couldn't help but make a joke.

"Besides, you're a heroic spirit, why are you afraid of death?"

If I wasn't afraid of death, I would have fought you to the death when you tried to steal the Holy Grail from me!

Nitocris pursed her lips and held Lin Qingsu's big hand tightly.

"You, stay with me for a while."

Lin Qingsu's original plan was to study the Holy Grail to see if it had other functions besides causing rainfall and restoring the vitality of the land.

Is there any other function?

At the very least, we should try to summon Guinevere to accompany the 'problem child', Longominiard.

However, looking at Nitocris's frightened look.

"Do you want me to hold you?"

Nitocris bit her lip and said nothing.

Lin Qingsu shrugged.

"If you don't say anything, I'll leave."

He made a gesture, then turned around and tried to leave the room, ignoring Nitocris's grip on his hand.

Nitocris's grip tightened, her voice tinged with tears. "Why are you like this?"

"How am I doing?"

Nitocris bit her lower lip so hard that blood was visible.

Although she probably guessed.

Lin Qingsu was teasing her on purpose, just like usual. Even if she refused and told him to get lost, he would just stay out for a while and then come back.

But she was afraid.

When I think of Longominiard's eyes that were so indifferent that no expression could be seen.

Thinking of the strong smell of death that almost suffocated her.

Nitocris seemed to have returned to her past life, to the moment when she returned to the arms of Osiris. She absolutely did not want to experience the despair and pain of death again.

She wants to live.

Therefore, Nitocris did not dare to gamble, nor did she want to gamble. She was so scared that she grabbed Lin Qingsu's hand even more tightly.

"That's it, I promise you."

Looking at Nitocris's tearful eyes.

Lin Qingsu felt a little embarrassed.

It should be obvious that I was joking.

It was Nitocris who told him to 'get lost'.

He just planned to go out first, think about the Holy Grail for ten minutes, play the Placement Play for a while, scare her, and then come back to accompany her when Nitocris was crying and about to be unable to bear it.

How come this female pharaoh who usually looks smart suddenly acts so stupid?

It's like this now.

Instead, he seemed like a villain who forced a decent woman to death through coercion and bribery.

Lin Qingsu was too embarrassed to go in.

However, it seems that what he did to Nitocris did not seem to be a good thing no matter how he looked at it.

It seems that those neighbors, plumbers, and husband’s bosses in the island country are not as excessive as him?

But after thinking about it, Lin Qingsu felt relieved. Although it was excessive, if he wanted to get her, he couldn't collect stamps without doing something excessive to Nitocris.

Lin Qingsu still remembers her previous life... should this be considered her previous life?

The bond voice in Type-Moon.

Others have reached bond level five.

The woman became a bootlicker, and her words revealed her intention to give everything to him.

The man becomes a loyal dog, making one suspect that even if the protagonist proposes fencing, he would happily agree.

Nitocris was one of the few, just a more trusted partner.

From the beginning to the end, she was Osmandis's number one bootlicker.

and so.

You can't use ordinary means to deal with her.

Yasashi is definitely useless.

Thinking of this, Lin Qingsu wiped away the guilt that had just risen in her heart.

Even a little excited.

Although Nitocris and Osmandis had never met each other even once, and didn't even know what he looked like, it was just a 'requited love', but...

Isn't this also a kind of NTR?

If they are really lovers and finally get married.

Instead, he felt embarrassed that a third party had intervened.

Although Osmandis was a bit arrogant and looked down on everyone, he was still his rival.

Although he had no interest in chatting with him.

We even haven't met in person.

Every time they met, he wanted to bet his ears and blindfold the other guy, and then release the holy sword at the beginning to make that guy shut his speechless mouth forever, but in fact he still respected this powerful opponent.

But he is not Ritsuka Fujimaru.

As a king, he had no interest in watching an absurdly arrogant guy giving an impromptu speech, pointing fingers here and there.

And in a sense.

His personality is actually not much different from Gilgamesh and Osmanthus.

Now that he has gained powerful strength and [fusion].

He also looks down on many people.

Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish.

Just like those old men in the mountains.

Apart from Wang Hassan, there were also those Hassans who overestimated their own capabilities and inexplicably wanted to go against him.

In his eyes, they were nothing more than a bunch of weak, barking dogs.

Except for my own big baby.

Except for King Hassan, all the Hassan Sabbahs in history could attack him alone, but he wouldn't have to take it seriously. He could kill them all with just a yawn.

just.

Those two crazy guys didn't care about acting at all, and just looked down on everyone;

He has always been just pretending to be approachable.

It's not considered pretending.

It was just a habit he had developed since childhood. In his previous life, traditional Chinese education also prevented him from doing anything too wild.

Unless the feeling comes.

He would feel very embarrassed if he were asked to always maintain the same arrogant and somewhat condescending attitude as those two.

Closer to home.

Isn't this also a kind of NTR?

and so.

Amidst a rustling sound, Lin Qingsu hugged the elastic waist again.

Carrying a gun, but not mounting a horse.

Nitocris naturally discovered Lin Qingsu's "strangeness".

However, she was only nervous, but seeing that Lin Qingsu was just hugging her, at most he was stroking her back with his upper two hands, as if to comfort her, and the lower hand was very honest except for holding the gun.

Nitocris could no longer care about it.

Feeling Lin Qingsu's strong arms, she hugged his waist and snuggled in his arms.

"She really won't kill me?"

Humans are very strange creatures.

Nitocris vaguely knew that Longomyniad wanted to kill him because of her intimate attitude with Lin Qingsu.

She probably understood it too.

If you want to survive, the best option is to stay away from him as much as possible.

But, at this time, she didn't want to stay in the room alone. She wanted to find a reliable man to rely on, even if it was the "culprit" Lin Qingsu. Leaning on his broad and thick chest, Nitocris's trembling body gradually calmed down.

Hug tighter.

She rested her head on his chest, rubbing it gently with the side of her face from time to time.

An incomparable sense of security surged in my heart.

There were no extra thoughts in her mind, she just wanted to live forever in this warm afterlife where she felt extremely safe.

"do not leave Me."

Nitocris thought of her younger brother who died in a political conspiracy not long after marrying her.

Meranla II.

The face that had become blurred in memory was quickly replaced by Lin Qingsu's appearance.

Recalling the knights' unparalleled loyalty to him.

Recalling the speech on the city wall that day, those refugees who had lifeless eyes the moment before worshipped him like a 'god' the next moment.

If, if I had married him then...

Wouldn't she be forced to become Pharaoh and perform duties that she clearly couldn't do?

Can I be his queen in the harem with peace of mind?

When he comes back from handling government affairs every day, prepare a delicious dinner for him, hot water for him to take a bath, wipe his body... and warm his bed?

Whenever he went out to fight.

She was waiting for the news of his victorious return, and every day she was outside the city, looking forward to welcoming her beloved husband back in triumph.

In front of the soldiers and civilians, I helped him tidy up his messy hair and armor, and he hugged me forcefully and kissed me...

"His Majesty..."

Listening to the whispers in my dreams in my arms.

Lin Qingsu lowered her head.

Nitocris had fallen asleep, but she still held him tightly, her face pressed against his chest.

It sounded like he was having a good dream.

Lin Qingsu gently stroked her long purple hair and said, "Good night, sweet dreams."

......

The next day, it was clear.

Longominiard, sitting on the throne, was now confused.

It must be very annoying.