I'm really not an old sword

——Because of the simulator, he fell asleep in get out of class and woke up after class, so he didn’t have time to listen to the lecture at all.

But perhaps it was the dream that seemed so real that made his brain too confused, and he subconsciously called out the other person's name as if he were a child.

"Oh, sorry." Lin Qingsu scratched his head: "I have the habit of subconsciously calling out the names of people I see right after waking up. I'm really sorry."

Cheerful laughter rang out in the classroom.

"My name is Linglongguan."

Meishaye from Linglong Pavilion frowned and looked at Lin Qingsu again, then turned around, shook her long hair, and walked out of the classroom.

"Brother, you are very brave."

A male classmate who had a good relationship with Lin Qingsu patted his shoulder while holding back his laughter.

"You dare to tease even the Queen of the Red Night? I respect you as a man."

"Go away." Lin Qingsu opened his hand unhappily.

With this extremely embarrassing scene, Lin Qingsu's own memory regained the upper hand.

Linglongkan Misaya, a classmate of his from the Linglongkan family in Japan, has a unclear background, but because of her beauty and sexy figure that captivates both the East and the West, and because her family is said to be extremely wealthy and a tycoon in the Far East, she once became the new goddess of the Clock Tower.

In addition, she has a strong and aloof personality, so she is called the "Queen of the Red Night" by some middle school magic apprentices.

Lin Qingsu's only opinion on this was: "Bai Fumei? Does she have a gigolo?"

But it looks like it’s gone.

......

The Holy Grail Theory class is the last one of the day.

After leaving the classroom, Lin Qingsu thought about it and decided to go to Mr. El-Melloi's office.

"piss off!"

Mr. El-Melloi was as grumpy as ever.

"You didn't pay attention in class, but you come to ask after class?"

Lin Qingsu had anticipated Mr. El-Melloi's temper.

Anyone who has inexplicably accumulated foreign debts that cannot be repaid in ten lifetimes, and is the head lecturer of a classroom full of problem children, will also enter menopause early.

"Speaking of which, teacher, I have an extracurricular question."

"Speak." Weber, holding a cigarette, rubbed the handle with both hands, perfectly interpreting what it means to be a role model.

Lin Qingsu glanced at the game console. The game inside was Weber's favorite Japanese-made game.

It seemed to be the latest "Night Wars of the British Empire", and he had seen the promotional advertisement.

It seems to be telling the story of the time of Jack the Ripper, and I don't know if Sherlock Holmes is involved.

After taking a few glances, Lin Qingsu looked away. Having experienced the baptism of the semi-open 3D world of later generations, he really had no interest in today's red and white consoles.

As for why he paused for a moment.

Just now, Weber had been pierced by a dagger in the fog due to his clumsy operation, and was directly returned to the original save point. He had to start all over again after searching for evidence for more than several hours. In order to take care of the teacher's feelings and to protect his own ears, Lin Qingsu decided to endure it for a while.

But it's really fun to watch other people play games without save points or auto-save.

"Why didn't I go into the El-Melloi classroom?"

Weber held the cigar, which was almost ash-smoking, in one hand and pressed it against the ashtray, glancing at him.

"Teacher, look, the El-Melloi classroom is full of problem children, right? And am I a bit of a problem too?"

"You do have a problem."

"Then isn't that right, teacher?" Lin Qingsu clapped her hands. "So, tell me, why is a problem child like me in a normal classroom instead of in the El-Melloi classroom under your brilliant leadership?"

"Those who can enter El-Melloi's classroom are all mentally ill, but their magic circuits are..."

"Okay, thank you, teacher, I understand!"

In order to avoid being humiliated, Lin Qingsu reacted extremely quickly.

After adjusting his mentality from Lin Qingsu, Weber smiled contemptuously and once again went to fight in the "British Empire Night Wars".

Before leaving, Lin Qingsu glanced out the window.

The weather in London is so changeable.

It rained heavily before going to bed, and when I woke up from a class, it was already drizzling. By this time, the sound of rain hitting the window had died down, and instead there was thick fog outside. Lin Qingsu looked at the poor quality fog effects in the game again.

"Teacher, I think you can go outside and experience this game yourself."

Weber subconsciously glanced out the window.

The mist is getting thicker, and the setting sun is dyeing it a dim yellow color, and soon it will be night.

I looked at the game again, which was filled with thick fog.

The protagonist who was controlling the game was distracted by him and was stabbed in the chest by a dagger that emerged from the thick fog. He fell to the ground in the foggy London alley at night. At the same time, there was a crazy laugh and a figure with a bloody hand holding 'his' heart.

"Grass?!"

Weber was so frightened that he quickly threw the handle aside.

I turned around and was about to curse him for the quintessence of Chinese culture I learned from him, but all I could see was the closed door. I couldn't help but laugh and curse, "That stinky boy."

"But, El-Melloi classroom?" Weber suddenly remembered the scene when Lin Qingsu entered school.

The new monarch of the Celestial Arts Department, Marisbilly personally recommended him to the Modern Magic Department.

Originally, he wanted to send this student who seemed to be showing signs of abnormality to the El-Melloi classroom, but Marisbili suggested that he send him to a regular classroom. After observing for a while, Waver did not argue with the head of the Animusphia family, which was considered a powerful faction among the Twelve Monarchs of the Clock Tower.

After all, this kid has a normal mind.

On the other hand, his magic circuits were awful in both quality and quantity, so bad that if you caught a hundred passersby on the street, maybe a hundred of them would be better than him.

This made him very happy.

Finally, there's someone worse than me. Seeing those stupid boys and girls in El-Melloi's classroom every day, each one more powerful than the last, is almost making him depressed.

Shaking his head, Weber stopped thinking about the boy, looked at the thickening fog and dusk outside the window, and put on his coat.

"Go back early today."

Chapter 1: Matou Sakura's approach? (Thanks to Lianchen_ for the reward)

With a history of 150 years, it is one of the largest department stores in London.

Carnac

Because of its location close to the Clock Tower, it has become the favorite place for the magic apprentices in the Clock Tower to go during their rest time.

Lin Qingsu went there especially frequently.

It’s not because of shopping or eating, but because of working.

In a prime location on the diagonal street opposite the Carnac department store, there is a coffee shop called "Café de Luna". It is very popular because of its elegant environment, the excellent skills of the baristas and pastry chefs, and the beauty and figure of the proprietress.

"Welcome~ Oh, it's Xiaolin."

"Good afternoon, boss."

"Just call me sister~"

Logically speaking, a coffee shop with such a reputation would not be short of employees.

However, because Lin Qingsu's good looks attracted many girls to the store to drink coffee, she was hired as an exception.

These are the exact words of Cynthia, the owner of the coffee shop.

Lin Qingsu, who was earning thirty pounds per hour, seriously suspected that the boss's wife had taken a fancy to her. No, with this level of salary, there was no need to doubt it.

Unfortunately, to his great regret, after working for more than a year, no incidents of hidden rules occurred.

"Okay, boss."

I went to the staff dormitory, changed into a black waiter's uniform, and took turns filling out forms. When I came out, I saw a few classmates who I had just separated from walking in.

"Oh, A-Lin, you're on duty today too."

“Not today, but every day.”

"It's really hard work, working in this kind of weather."

"It makes money, it's not shabby."

Because of the bad weather, fewer people came to the department store, and as a result, fewer people came to the cafe to drink coffee.

‘Squeak. ’

After a long time, two people came in.

Lin Qingsu was chatting with classmates while no one was around to kill time. She looked up and found that another colleague had already walked past, so she stopped paying attention.

"Oh, they are the sisters from the Tohsaka family!" The male classmates were very excited.

"Hmm?" Lin Qingsu glanced at him again after hearing that.

The two people who came in have already sat down against the wall.

They are all beautiful girls.

One has a pair of exquisite black stockings and beautiful legs with black ponytails; the other one is extremely open-minded, with white hair and red eyes... huh?

White hair and red eyes?

There are pictures here, which can be viewed after the updated version

There are pictures here, which can be viewed after the updated version

"Who are those two people?"

"Sisters from a magic family in the Far East, one is called Tousaka Rin, the other is called Matou Sakura..."

The boy lowered his voice and excitedly spoke about their origins quickly until his mouth was dry. He took another sip of coffee before adding the last sentence.

"My sister, Tousaka Rin, is a student in that weird classroom, known as 'Devil Muscle Rin'."

"As for my sister, I heard that she was involved in the Fuyuki Holy Grail War of 94. Not long after, the Lord of the Celestial Body Department, Mr. Marisbil, personally went to Fuyuki to recruit her as a disciple."

Lin Qingsu just felt that the world was becoming more and more magical.

However, the Holy Grail War has become a daily occurrence, so there's nothing wrong with this unrealistic change, right?

While comforting herself, Lin Qingsu suddenly heard the male student quietly ask, "Do you like the older sister or the younger sister?"

Lin Qingsu looked at Rin Toosaka's beautiful legs in black stockings, and then at Sakura's broad mind.

"younger sister."

"You're so shallow, you don't understand the joy of legs!"

"I think my sister wouldn't look bad in black stockings." Lin Qingsu lowered her voice, "But I'll never have the same heart as my sister."

"..." The boy swallowed hard, as if he was attracted by Lin Qingsu's words, but before he fell, a glimmer of determination flashed in his eyes. He straightened his chest and shook his head: "No, I am a firm Lin faction!"

Thinking about her performance in the classroom, Lin Qingsu seriously suspected that these people were not attracted by her beautiful legs but by some other fetishes, so she decided to test it out.

"So should I choose between her and the students from Linglong Pavilion?"

"Long live the Queen!"

"But I really want her to step on me!" Another classmate expressed his opinion.

"Okay, I understand. You don't have to say anything more." Lin Qingsu turned and left.

Lin Qingsu, who likes to be on top, is ashamed to associate with this group of perverts.

"Oh, Xiaolin, you're just in time. Please take the coffee and cake to them."

"it is good."

Holding coffee, he walked up to Toosaka Rin and Matou Sakura who were chatting.

"Hello, this is the meal you ordered."

After the food was served on the table, Lin Qingsu placed the plate in front of her and bowed slightly.