I'm really not an old sword

The red man sitting on the sea of corpses and blood stood up, and a smile appeared on his face that was stained with blood and covered with wounds.

Ferocious and terrifying.

Only those pale eyes that still shone with light contained a madness that was suppressed to the point of calmness.

"I'll kill all of you useless people one by one in the most brutal way possible."

"Erase your existence."

"Let you feel the pain that I am feeling now."

"Remember to wait for me."

"Heroes."

......

It’s so annoying. The seal I sent on time the day before yesterday was not approved. I changed the card and it didn’t pass for three days.

Chapter 12 is still under review. It cannot be posted and put on the shelves, and it cannot be deleted. Then the VIP chapters were changed, and even the number of words in the chapters sent on a scheduled basis cannot be less than the original number of words, so chapters 12 and 13 were posted together.

Chapter 14: People and Determination

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

The blood-curdling cry of the cuckoo rang in my ears.

Lin Qingsu slowly opened her eyes.

What caught my eye was a holy little face, with tears dripping onto her face with the rain.

"Guinevere?"

"That's great, that's great." Guinevere cried and laughed excitedly, hugging Lin Qingsu tightly.

"If you keep hugging me like this, I'll probably suffocate to death."

Lin Qingsu said gloomily as she tasted another new type of facial cleanser.

Guinevere blushed and let go.

Lin Qingsu also came back to his senses and looked at the surrounding environment. Longominiard was standing beside him, looking at him worriedly. In the distance, the Knights of the Round Table were lined up in a row. Agrawen, Modred and other Knights of the Round Table were also standing in the rain.

"What just happened?"

Guinevere glanced at Longominiard and said, "You just fainted."

"That damn assassin took my sister's bullet head-on and then ran away."

"I was worried about you, so I didn't let my sister go after you..."

Is my sister talking about Lungominiad?

Looking at Longominiade who was silent, as if agreeing and standing obediently beside him, staring at him.

It seems like they get along well?

"Don't blame yourself."

Guinevere's face was full of apology, and she was obviously nervous about her own presumptuous behavior just now.

Lin Qingsu touched her little face that was wet by the rain.

He stood up and waved his hand to signal Guinevere not to help him. He had no injuries on his body and seemed to have just fainted inexplicably.

"How long have I been in a coma?"

"About ten seconds."

Guinevere said, "Should we send someone after him?"

"no need."

Lin Qingsu waved his hand. Apart from him and Longominiard, sending people to chase Wang Hassan was just a waste of time.

I just don't know what method he used just now.

If it's still usable, it can make him unconscious for ten seconds in one battle...

Lin Qingsu suddenly thought of something.

He called up the simulator interface directly in his mind and found that the progress of [Fusion], which was in the single digits before, suddenly increased rapidly for some reason. Now it has reached the point where it is only a little over a percentage point away from 20%.

No wonder Wang Hassan didn’t use this trick on him before.

Lin Qingsu suddenly smiled.

"Maintain order, no need for martial law, just do what needs to be done."

"Yes." Agguiwen nodded and took the Knight of Justice out of the city.

Lin Qingsu sat down, looking up at the sky. After an unknown amount of time, he stood up, touched Longomyniad's head and said, "Go back and rest first."

Longominiard looked at him without saying anything, stared at him for a while, and then nodded.

"be careful."

Seeing that his king was as obedient as Lin Qingsu's Persian cat.

The Knights of the Round Table watched their noses silently, and their hearts silently.

They are all kings, no difference.

I know it more clearly in my heart, not just from an emotional perspective, but from the performance these days, that a male king is actually more suitable to be a king than a female one.

Can't help but wonder.

Why would this king meet the same end as his own king?

"You should go back too."

Guinevere shook her head and held him tighter.

The rain wet her cheeks.

Her beautiful green eyes revealed a firm determination that said, "I will never leave you again!"

"Then let's go together."

Lin Qingsu took Guinevere's hand and walked out of the city.

Under the cover of rain.

The Knights of the Round Table and the Knights of the Order automatically made way for an aisle, watched him and her leave, and then followed silently.

outside the city.

Although it was raining heavily, people were repairing their houses.

There was a lack of water when it was built.

People had never thought that the desert, which had been dry for such a long time, would be hit by heavy rain. They only wanted to find a shelter from the sun and wind, and did not prepare any means to protect against the rain. Under the heavy rain, every household's house began to leak.

However, no one had even the slightest trace of sadness on their face.

With a smile that I haven't seen in a long time.

The person who repaired the house did not choose to go back to rest, but helped his neighbor continue repairing the house.

There was no need for people to work on house repairs, nor were there people hiding from the rain in their houses.

The children ran around in the streets and between the houses, rolling around in the mud puddles; the old people and women sat under the rain, watching their children and husbands work and play with smiles on their faces.

"His Majesty!"

I don’t know who discovered Lin Qingsu in the rain.

shouted.

The men working on the roof climbed down, and the old man who was sheltering from the rain under the eaves also stood up tremblingly.

I don’t know who took the lead.

One person knelt beside the street, and then one after another knelt down in front of him.

"His Majesty!"

The tone was sincere, warm and fanatical.

Lin Qingsu stopped and looked at the man closest to her.

His head was prostrated on the ground.

I should help him up, ask his name, and then go and help them repair the house...

Many thoughts flashed through Lin Qingsu's mind.

"Looked up."

After hesitating for a moment, the man raised his head. He was a middle-aged man who looked honest and simple.

His eyes were filled with the enthusiasm and gratitude of a believer.

After just a moment's glance at Lin Qingsu's face, he lowered his head in fear, as if he was afraid of contaminating him.

Lin Qingsu asked, "How's the land?"

"Thanks to Your Majesty..."

Lin Qingsu asked a few questions about people's livelihood, and the middle-aged man answered them excitedly and stumblingly.

His words were full of longing for the future.

His dream is simple.

There is a place to live, food to eat and drink to drink, and you don’t have to run around for food and water every day and then go hungry. That’s all.

Lin Qingsu turned around and looked at the people around her.

There is envy for the middle-aged man, gratitude towards him, and more importantly, hope for future life in her eyes.

"Do you want to live?"

The middle-aged man was stunned, not understanding why Lin Qingsu suddenly asked such a question, but after thinking about it, he showed his dark yellow teeth and smiled foolishly.

"Who wants to die when they can live well?"

"Yeah, who wants to die when they can live?"

Lin Qingsu smiled mockingly and asked, "What if someone asked you to die for the future, for justice?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a longer time. After thinking for a while, he looked up at His Majesty and asked seriously.

"Is it you?"

Lin Qingsu shook her head.

The middle-aged man suddenly thought of the huge explosion that had just occurred in the city.

"Why?"

Lin Qingsu looked at the angry middle-aged man, who seemed to be inspired and continued.

"Your Majesty, you saved us, gave us shelter and a place to live, and blessed us with water and arable land. You gave us hope for survival and gave us a second chance at life."

"If you need me to die, I will, for you and for my children."

"But why do others ask me to do this?"

"When our home was destroyed, when my parents committed suicide so they wouldn't be a burden to me and my children, when my wife, children, and I wandered aimlessly in the desert, starving with no hope of survival, when my companions and family members fell one by one, no one showed up."

"Only you."

"Now you have given us a second life and given us hope to live."

"Why are they asking us to do that now?!"

"What qualifications do they have?"

"What faces do they have?"

"Are we supposed to die? Do we have to trade our future for theirs? Why shouldn't they just die?!"

"Yeah, why don't they just die?"

Lin Qingsu grinned: "Well said."