I'm really not an old sword

"Your Majesty!? I, I finally see you again!"

Lin Qingsu fell silent.

"Um, may I ask who you are?"

The purple-haired beauty's expression froze, and an expression of disbelief, loss and despair appeared on her beautiful face. Even Lin Qingsu could feel that she must be extremely sad in her heart at this moment.

But then he suddenly thought of something, his expression changed again, and he looked at him pitifully.

"I know I did something wrong and displeased Your Majesty, but Your Majesty, you can beat me, scold me, or even kill me, but can you please not treat me like this?"

No, who are you?

Lin Qingsu suddenly had a very bad feeling.

The expression of this beautiful lady made him feel that something was wrong.

She looked so pitiful, with a guilty look on her face, saying, "It's all my fault."

But there is one.

When he joked with Guinevere during the day about ignoring her, Guinevere's expression was as if she would change her face on the spot if he made another 'joke'.

Chills all over.

"I really don't remember who you are."

After explaining that he had lost his memory of the "old sword" and only remembered some fragments.

The oppressive feeling that the purple-haired beauty gave him disappeared.

"So, Your Majesty, you have lost your memory?"

"Yes." Lin Qingsu asked: "So, who are you?"

Just as she was about to speak, her eyes suddenly lit up.

But she took two steps forward, closing the distance that she had not dared to approach just now, and hugged him.

"Your Majesty, I missed you so much."

The voice filled with longing made Lin Qingsu completely numb.

He can confirm it now.

This purple-haired beauty was definitely the result of his sins in his previous life, but he had no idea who she was.

He is not just a historical Knight of the Round Table.

Many humans from other countries, and even fairies, giants, and other fantasy species, chose to pledge allegiance to him.

Guinevere, please come back soon.

Lin Qingsu grabbed her shoulders and took great effort to create some distance between them. He looked into her eyes and repeated the question that had never been answered.

"So you are?"

The purple-haired beauty's eyes became blurred and her glances were as charming as silk.

"Your Majesty, I want it."

That soft and crisp sound can almost kill a man.

It almost cost Lin Qingsu her life.

If it's not you, then you're just refusing to tell me who you are?!

"Name!" Lin Qingsu raised her voice.

"Your Majesty~"

The purple-haired woman called out in an extremely charming voice.

Soft.

While Lin Qingsu was distracted, she stood on tiptoe, hugged Lin Qingsu's shoulders, and couldn't wait to offer her rosy lips.

Lin Qingsu widened her eyes.

Feeling the extremely aggressive verbal attacks and the extremely strong arms.

My mind goes blank.

Mom, there is a nympho here!

And just then the door of the room was pushed open.

"Your Majesty, supper is already..."

Guinevere walked in with a smile on her face, but her smile gradually disappeared after she saw the scene inside.

"Lance! Lot! Let His Majesty go!"

.......

"Lancelot?"

Looking at the tall and beautiful beauty in front of me.

Even though he had already known the answer from Guinevere and had received confirmation from the woman in front of him.

He still felt a little magical.

"Ah."

Guinevere snorted in annoyance, directed at Lancelot.

She sat in Lin Qingsu's arms as if declaring her sovereignty.

She didn't make any expression to Lancelot, but just snuggled in his arms and held his clothes with both hands.

"Your Majesty, please don't be fooled by her."

"You have nothing to do with her."

God knows how she felt when she found out that Lancelot took the opportunity to kiss her and even tried to forcefully push Lin Qingsu after finding out that she remembered nothing.

Angry!

Regret, so much regret.

Guinevere hated herself for deliberately not telling Lin Qingsu about her.

Lin Qingsu looked at Lancelot.

Lancelot retorted, "Nothing? Then why did you, a jealous woman, harm me in the first place?"

"Your Majesty, please don't listen to her. Don't be fooled by her soft and weak appearance. In fact, her heart is... hehe."

Lin Qingsu looked at Guinevere again.

Guinevere raised her head and looked at him with tearful eyes: "Your Majesty!"

"Don't say that, Wei'er."

Lancelot curled his lips.

Bitch.

All I know is hiding behind His Majesty and pretending to be pitiful to gain sympathy.

"understood."

Shouldn't Guinevere and Lancelot have a good relationship?

Is this what it means when like repels like and opposites attract?

Seeing this pair of women who should have been in love with each other now being at loggerheads and looking like they wished each other would die soon, Lin Qingsu was extremely curious.

"What happened to Wei'er that hurt you?"

"His Majesty!"

Guinevere looked at him plaintively, as if to say, "You don't believe me?"

"I won't ask."

Lin Qingsu touched Guinevere's head.

Even without him saying it, I could roughly guess that he would treat Lancelot the same way Guinevere treated Fanny before.

The golden Persian cat burst into laughter and said, "I knew that Your Majesty loved me the most."

"No matter what happened in the past, you are not allowed to do something like this again."

Lancelot was a little depressed. He finally had the chance to overthrow His Majesty and disgust Guinevere.

The result was that everything was over for no apparent reason.

I was disgusted by her.

However, seeing Lin Qingsu looking at him, Lancelot's heart trembled, and he understood that he was referring to "something similar." He was not only talking to Guinevere, but also to her, and immediately nodded obediently.

Lin Qingsu looked at Guinevere again.

Can I trust her?

Guinevere hesitated for a moment, then suppressed the urge to lie and nodded slightly.

Although she wanted to torture this damn bitch to death, Lancelot's loyalty to Lin Qingsu was indeed real.

"That's right, I have a task for you."

......

The sound of footsteps, neither light nor heavy, sounded behind him.

Xuanzang Sanzang stopped looking at the starry sky and turned his head slightly.

It was a pair of long legs wrapped in purple silk.

Just as she raised her head, the owner of the legs also sat down and sat next to her.

"He was a good kid before."

Does 'also' refer to Fujimaru Ritsuka?

Xuanzang lay on the sand with his eyes closed.

The sand seemed to still be hot.

Very comfortable.

"He's the cleanest kid I've ever met."

"Gawain, Galahad, Percival, and others, because of their positions, don't have to think too much. They can do whatever they want, be noble knights, and come and go as they please."

"But he can't."

"But he's still trying to find a balance and be a good person."

Scathach looked at Xuanzang again.

"The same goes for love."

Xuanzang Sanzang sat up and hugged his legs.

"He only has one Guinevere."

"I didn't have a lover. From beginning to end, there was only one woman, Guinevere."

"He would cry, laugh, hide in a corner and secretly wipe away his tears over the death of those soldiers who were considered pigs and dogs by the nobles and knights. He would happily come to me and talk a lot of insignificant nonsense because the harvest was good and the people could survive the winter in warmth."

"Very proud."

Scathach smiled, then suddenly fell into a long silence. After a while, she said, "He is a good king and a good husband."

"but..."

“Good people don’t live long.”

For no reason, Xuanzang Sanzang suddenly thought of what Lin Qingsu said when she questioned Scathach that day.

He smiled mockingly.

After hearing those words, she also thought that Lin Qingsu was a good person.

But who would have thought...