I'm not an old sword

Seeing Lin Qingsu's indifferent expression, Artoria was even more angry.

If she is defeated in a head-to-head confrontation, then she loses and loses.

But she couldn't accept such a loss.

What made her even more unacceptable was that it was her male self who did this kind of behavior?

"Shameless! Shameless! Shameless!"

"Stop talking, your lack of language makes me think you are acting like a spoiled child to me."

"The soul is pale!"

Lin Qingsu walked up to Artoria, raised the sword across her neck.

"Do you have any last words, Arturia?"

"you know me?"

"Of course, you are me in the parallel world. To be honest, I am curious how you appear here."

"parallel world?"

Artoria muttered the words that she couldn't understand.

The blade faintly pierced the snow-white neck.

The blood flowed down, and Artoria raised her head, glaring at Lin Qingsu with blood at the corner of her mouth.

"I can't believe that I'm so despicable as a man!"

"Despicable! Shameless! Obscene! Garbage!"

"It is because you are too upright that your country will perish."

"What nonsense!"

Lin Qingsu raised his sword.

"It's useless to talk too much, goodbye, Artoria."

"Wait, Arthur, don't kill her."

Lin Qingsu frowned slightly, but still stopped, and looked at the dense forest behind her.

"What do you want her to do..."

Before she finished speaking, Lin Qingsu suddenly felt a huge magic power coming from behind her.

Command spell?

As soon as Lin Qingsu turned around, he saw a silver spear hitting him.

Hastily raised the sword to block, but the strength of the opponent seemed to increase a lot suddenly, and Lin Qingsu took a few steps back after hitting him.

When he stopped, he could only see Artoria's figure had entered the forest.

Lin Qingsu gave up chasing after taking a look, and turned to look at Morgan who came out of the dense forest.

"I need an explanation."

"I'm very interested in her, just let her play with me."

"..."

Looking at the place where Artoria disappeared, Lin Qingsu silently mourned for her in her heart.

......

Early the next morning, the teahouse in Einzbern's house.

Firewood crackled and burned in the fireplace.

Lin Qingsu and Alice Feier sat by the window, a pot of steaming black tea and a plate of pastries were placed on the table.

Outside the window, two maids are playing in the snow with two little lolis in winter clothes. They are playing in the snow for a while and looking for walnuts. Now it seems that they are playing a game of hide-and-seek. The two maids are looking for, Illya and Matou Sakura. .

Matou Sakura got into the woods while Illya buried herself in the snow.

Irisviel couldn't help chuckling.

Lin Qingsu withdrew her gaze and looked at the wife sitting opposite. She was looking at the happy smile of her daughter who only had one face exposed in the snow.

"Alice Phil."

Irisviel turned to look at him upon hearing this, and tilted her head.

"Do you want to be the Holy Grail?"

Visible astonishment appeared in the red eyes.

Afterwards, the smile in her eyes disappeared quickly, she pursed her lips and lowered her head, then raised her head again and forced a smile.

"Why do you say this suddenly?"

"Elsa asked me to help you and Illya get rid of fate."

Irisviel was a little helpless for a moment.

He even said this to his followers.

The summoned heroic spirits all have the desire to entrust the Holy Grail, and they were asked to voluntarily give up the Holy Grail...

"Please don't pay attention."

Lin Qingsu shook her head: "I have no wish to grant the Holy Grail."

"I promised Elsa, but before that I want to ask your wishes."

Irisviel was a little dazed: "My wish?"

"Yes, I want to know if you want to live more, or if you want to make the so-called dedication like that winter maiden."

The Holy Maiden of Winter, the head of the Einzbern family among the three families that planned the first Holy Grail War 200 years ago, the first generation of dolls made by the Einzbern family became the basis of the Great Holy Grail, and also Irisviel, like Illya, is a living magic circuit created to become the core of the Great Holy Grail.

It is also a perfect 'brainwashed' tool.

If Irisviel had the same mentality as the Holy Maiden of Winter and was eager to become a ritual sacrifice, then Lin Qingsu would not go out of her way to save her.

Irisviel lowered her head in confusion.

Lin Qingsu was drinking tea.

Black tea tastes sweet and mellow in the mouth, and does not need dessert to neutralize the bitterness of the tea.

After drinking two cups, Lin Qingsu heard Irisviel's confused voice: "I don't know."

"Then do you want to live with Ilya forever, like today?"

"think."

Irisviel replied subconsciously, then pursed her lips, realized something, stood up in a daze and wanted to go out.

But after a few steps, she squatted down.

Hearing the low sobs, Lin Qingsu stood up and took out a few pieces of paper, went to her side and knelt down and handed the paper to her.

"Thank you."

Lin Qingsu patted her shoulder lightly, but Irisviel cried louder and louder.

"I'll help you."

Irisviel leaned into his arms and cried even harder.

Feeling the tightly held clothes, Lin Qingsu patted her on the back to make her cry better, coaxing her like a child.

She was indeed a child.

Regardless of appearance, she is just a few years older than her daughter Ilya.

At this moment, the door of the teahouse was suddenly pushed open.

Ilya and Matou Sakura appeared at the door holding hands, and Ilya's mouth was slightly opened to see that it was 'Mom'.

Seeing the scene in the teahouse, the smiles on the faces of the two little lolitas froze, and then they noticed that Lin Qingsu turned her head to look here as if she had done something wrong, closed the door and hid in the corridor as if fleeing .

Illya patted her small, undulating chest.

"You, did you see what happened inside?"

Matou Sakura opened her mouth slightly, as if she hadn't recovered from it: "It seems that my brother is hugging Aunt Irisviel."

"Will we be regarded as bad boys if we don't knock on the door?"

"Will there be a needle's eye if you see what you shouldn't see?"

The two little girls muttered worriedly, suddenly Illya's eyes lit up, and she grabbed Matou Sakura's little hand.

"Sakura, I suddenly had a great idea!"

Matou Sakura tilted her head.

"Look, my mother is very good, and my brother is also very good. My mother lacks a husband, while my brother lacks a wife. Why don't we help them fill each other's vacancies?"

Matou Sakura looked at Illya blankly, she didn't know why, she always felt that what she said made sense, but also felt that it was unreasonable.

"Sakura, don't you want to play with me all the time?"

Matou Sakura hesitated, then nodded.

"Then think about it, if mother and brother are together, then we will become a family in the true sense, and we can live here forever from now on!"

Matou Sakura was fooled with longing.

"Makes sense."

"That's right, then let's make a battle plan!"

Matou Sakura raised a question: "But this is an adult's business, we children don't quite understand it."

"That's right, then shall we go to your master?"

Matou Sakura shook her head: "Master has something to do, and Master is so scary."

"Your master is indeed scary."

Elijah agrees.

"Yes! Go to Aunt Elsa!"

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The Holy Grail and Fuyuki: Chapter 82 Chapter 13 A Day with His Wife (10/40)

The ring road on the outskirts of Fuyuki City.

A black car is driving at high speed on a winding road.

In the driving seat of the car, Alice Viel was holding the steering wheel, stepping on the gas pedal with a childlike excited smile on her face.

Lin Qingsu felt that the seat belt could no longer protect herself.

Just after Irisviel cried, Elsa came over with two little lolis and said, "Let him take Irisviel out to relax", gave him the car keys, and now what happened of this scene.

"May I take the liberty to ask who taught you how to drive?"

"Elsa, what's wrong?"

"I..."

Just as Lin Qingsu was about to make a sound, the car suddenly swayed, and the screeching sound of tires brought Lin Qingsu staggering with inertia, almost throwing him out of the seat belt, finally regaining his stability, and looking at her innocently Alice Viel sighed.

"It's okay, remember to drive slowly when you enter the urban area."

"Oh."

Two 10 minutes later.

"Speeding, driving without a license..."

Irisviel stood on the side of the street with her head bowed like a primary school student, receiving lectures from the traffic policeman.

From time to time, following the stern tone of the traffic policeman, he wrinkled his face and shrank his body.

Lin Qingsu stood aside and watched the scene. It wasn't until Alice Feier cast a pitiful look for help for the fifth time that he went forward to pat the traffic policeman on the shoulder contentedly.