I'm really not an old sword

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Moonlight coming through the window.

Lin Qingsu clearly saw countless black muds seeping into the bedroom through the cracks in the door and surging towards him.

Look at the black mud that keeps spreading.

Lin Qingsu suddenly found that the room had become much brighter.

Looked up.

The curtains that blocked the moonlight disappeared at some point, and the bright moonlight turned into a bright red at some point.

The faint red light seems to be the most beautiful existence in the world, making people intoxicated.

When I came to my senses, my ears were filled with the sound of black mud spreading. I wanted to lift my feet but found that I couldn't move at all. I lowered my head and found that my legs had been completely swallowed by the black mud that had filled the house.

Strangely, Lin Qingsu found that she seemed unable to feel any emotions.

There was no fear, no hostility, just the desire to look at them, to reach out and touch them, to know what they were.

At this moment, a pale hand suddenly emerged from the black mud.

Grabbing his neck, he pulled him closer to the surging black mud...

"apprentice?"

Lin Qingsu suddenly opened her eyes.

The sky was still blue, the birds were singing, the flowers were blooming, and there was Souji's adorable face puffed up with worry.

【Someone enters the house.】

"Sorry, Master, I have something to do and have to leave first."

......

As soon as she opened her eyes, Lin Qingsu took a deep breath.

There was a man standing beside his bed, looking down at him.

"School girl?"

The girl had her back to the window, blocking the only moonlight, and stood by the bed, quietly looking at him with her exceptionally enchanting blood-red eyes.

"You're awake."

Sakura chuckled, looking no different than usual.

"It's so late, what do you want?"

"Senior is leaving tomorrow, and I want to take a good look at you."

Matou Sakura whispered, placing her slender fingers lightly on her lips.

"Also, Rin just said that she needs to talk to Senior about something. I wonder if Senior has time. Can you come with me?"

"What do you want from me, Tousaka-san?"

"I do not know."

"it is good."

Lin Qingsu got out of bed and followed Matou Sakura out of the house.

The corridor of the Tohsaka house is very long.

When Lin Qingsu passed by the window, she turned her head and looked outside. The moon was as bright as usual.

He turned his head and looked forward, the cold moonlight shone down on Sakura Matou.

Looking at the plump back in the moonlight, and the tender white hands that kept shaking as she walked, Lin Qingsu suddenly realized that the hand seemed to be exactly the same as the hand that pulled her into the black mud in her "dream" just now.

"Matou-san."

"Ok?"

"How are you?"

Matou Sakura stopped.

Lin Qingsu raised her hand and grasped the sword out of thin air.

"Classmate Lin."

After a while, Matou Sakura finally spoke in a gentle tone.

The girl's lower body remained motionless, but her upper body twisted around.

"what are you saying?"

As his upper body turned completely around, the pair of red eyes with a twisted smile appeared in front of Lin Qingsu.

"I don't understand."

Looking at the crazy girl, Lin Qingsu no longer hesitated.

He used magic to strengthen his body and rushed towards Matou Sakura, swinging the sword in his hand from top to bottom.

'puff. '

Matou Sakura still stood there motionless.

And Lin Qingsu stood behind her.

He maintained the posture of swinging the sword just now, staring at Sakura Matou, whose smile became more and more distorted and her eyes became redder and redder.

"You're not Sakura."

A hand made of black mud appeared in front of her.

The black mud blocked and swallowed his sword.

Seeing this, Lin Qingsu realized that if nothing unexpected happened today, she would definitely fail.

But strangely, I didn't feel any fear.

Did I die too many times in my "dreams"?

Lin Qingsu didn't know.

I just suddenly felt a little regretful that I couldn't accompany Souji through the last part of her life.

"Really? Why can't everyone just cooperate with me?"

Sakura Matou raised her hand and gently stroked her face, her tone soft.

"But don't be afraid. I won't kill you. At least not before that woman dies in despair and pain."

"Who is 'that woman'?"

The sword seemed to be sucked into a black hole.

Lin Qingsu always felt that she was sick.

Maybe it's "Zongsi disease"?

At this time, instead of thinking about how to survive, her mind was full of Souji, wondering how she would break the situation if she were in Souji's place.

The front slash is like a swamp, thick and muddy.

When you pull it back, it feels like you're being attracted by a black hole. There's no strong resistance, but at the moment you pull, there's a huge suction force.

"What do you want to do?"

"Really? There are so many questions. How can I answer them all at once?"

The tone was distressed, yet tinged with laughter, sarcasm, and pride, the kind of emotion a higher being might have when talking to an ant.

Lin Qingsu suddenly felt as if she was hallucinating.

It was a sound like the sound of snow when a TV freezes.

The same goes for the eyes.

As she turned around, it seemed as if her plain white dress had been replaced by a flowing black and red long skirt that exuded a disgusting smell, and blood-red lines seemed to appear on her neck and profile.

It seems as if reality and illusion are constantly changing.

"But since you look a bit like your brother, I can satisfy your curiosity."

Saying "brother", Matou Sakura stroked her face, her red eyes filled with intoxication.

"because..."

Sakura's body flashed like electronic snowflakes, the frequency getting faster and faster, and the sound became more and more blurred.

Lin Qingsu only felt the suction on her hand loosen.

There was no way to think, no hesitation. Now was not the time to consider whether he had participated in the Fuyuki Holy Grail War or whether Sakura had any relationship with him at that time. He quickly put away the sword, and all the magic power in his body flowed into the sword frantically according to the memory of the simulator.

Wind King Hammer

Follow the basics of how the old sword operated its magic when using this move.

The wind element suddenly bloomed on the sword.

The black mud on the ground around him that was spreading towards him was dispersed as if it had encountered a natural enemy. Lin Qingsu took a step forward and swung the sword towards Matou Sakura's neck.

‘Poof! ’

The blood gradually dyed Matou Sakura's neck red.

Lin Qingsu's heart fell to the bottom.

Because Sakura Matou didn't move.

It was as if she was not the one injured, she was still standing there without even the slightest shake.

Even though he took his sword with the "wind" power, there was still no change.

And then, Matou Sakura's faint voice sounded in his ears: "Where did you learn this move?"

"tell me!!!"

Tell her?

In this situation, if Lin Qingsu could turn the situation around, she would definitely tell her without hesitation.

But the question is, will Sakura calm down if he tells her the truth? Or will the being who is influencing her take the opportunity to kill him and drive her into an even more violent state?

Lin Qingsu hated this feeling a little.

I have no ability to solve the problem and can only rely on guessing the other person's mood.

What would the General Manager do?

"never mind."

Lin Qingsu suddenly felt her neck wrapped in a sticky liquid.

A strong feeling of suffocation surged into my brain.

A huge force forced his head up, allowing him to see Sakura's red eyes that were emitting a seductive glow.

[Detecting host mind intrusion, initiating countermeasures...]

This was the last sound Lin Qingsu heard before she fell into a coma.

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PS1: Clown, the first order is two thousand, so I owe you two chapters.

PS2: There are no two updates in a day, the update will be at six in the morning.