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Foggy London: Chapter 142 Chapter 22 Storytelling Father Kotomine

"Ophelia."

Even if the magic power was not overdrawn, Ophelia did not think that she would be the opponent of this man with ridiculously high physical strength, so Ophelia quickly answered his question after calming down from the initial panic.

"My name is Ophelia Famsorone."

"It sounds familiar, where have I heard you?"

"I'm a student of the Spirit Department of the Clock Tower."

Lin Qingsu looked at her for a while after hearing the words, and then suddenly realized.

As a story skipping party, he can’t remember the faces of those in Chaldea Group A except for Yu Ji. He just vaguely remembers that the captain is Maris Billy’s student and there is a "modern day" who has a crush on him in the team. Valkyrie".

Speaking of which, her Heroic Spirit is Sigurd...

"My name is Lin Qingsu, a student of Modern Magic."

"what?"

Ophelia kept staring at him blankly with her cherry lips parted slightly.

Lin Qingsu explained: "My teacher is El-Melloi II, and the more famous companion should be Linglong Hall..."

"It's not that I don't trust you." Ophelia explained: "It's just a little surprised, I didn't expect it to be you."

Lin Qingsu asked curiously, "Have you heard of me?"

"Um..."

Ophelia spoke but didn't know what to say.

After all, the two reputations of the other party she heard were "a super trash with the highest qualifications in the Clock Tower", and the other was "Miss Killer", neither of which was a good reputation.

"Okay, I understand."

Seeing Lin Qingsu's depressed expression, Ophelia couldn't help but burst out laughing.

With the exchange of identities, both of them relaxed.

Ophelia is a character in the plot, and she behaves decently and is trustworthy. In this case, there is someone who can be trusted, although it may not be useful, but it is very reassuring.

"May I ask? Why don't you look tired at all."

"Oh, I run every morning at home on weekdays, so I have been exercising pretty well."

Exercising is a little too good to be true.

Ophelia's smile was a bit awkward, but Lin Qingsu didn't explain, and changed the subject: "What's the situation with you?"

"Ah, oh."

Ophelia was resting at home—she was separated from her parents and lived alone in London—seeing the fog outside, she felt something was wrong, so she planned to come to the Clock Tower to look for help, but unexpectedly encountered a large group of people on the road The ghoul, and then met Lin Qingsu.

After talking about her experience, Ophelia's eyes flickered slightly, and she looked at him hesitantly.

Seeing this, Lin Qingsu knew that she was still a little afraid of herself, so she told him about her experience.

From the unexpected situation in the Linglong Pavilion, to going back to find Matou Sakura but found that she had something to leave, and finally to going to the clock tower to find someone to meet her, the story is very vivid, with many details, after listening to Ophelia Slightly relieved.

"What shall we do next?"

Ophelia, who has the face of a royal sister, is very weak.

"Let's see if we can get out of town."

"it is good."

The two groped along the way, and when they came to a corner of a three-way intersection, they just turned the corner, and suddenly there were whispers in the fog.

Lin Qingsu glanced at Ophelia, and found that she was also looking at herself.

"It doesn't look like an auditory hallucination."

The whispers are male and female, old and young, as if they were issued by countless individuals, and it is impossible to tell the specific location.

"I look behind you."

Ophelia said, turning around and back to back with Lin Qingsu.

Exercising "spiritual seance", holding a spear made of condensed magic power in his hand and staring at the white mist in front of him.

Lin Qingsu didn't answer, she held Si Linjian.

"Hey hey hey!"

Weird laughter suddenly sounded out among the bursts of whispers.

Is it his side? !

Not feeling any movement of Lin Qingsu behind her, Ophelia was startled, and just about to turn her head, a shadow suddenly emerged from the white mist in front of her.

in my place? !

The incident happened suddenly, and Ophelia's attention was all on Lin Qingsu's side again, she didn't have time to react, she could only watch the dagger that was emitting a cold light gradually approaching her throat.

'Bah! '

A sword that couldn't see the blade clearly and seemed to be integrated with the white mist blocked the dagger.

The sound of gold and iron clashing filled her brain.

The blade slashed across the dagger, and after a series of ear-piercing rubbing sounds, Lin Qingsu took a step forward and swung it towards his body.

The opponent's body twisted strangely, and the dagger precisely blocked Lin Qingsu's attack at an angle that was impossible for the human body to complete. With that strength, he stepped back and merged into the white mist again in public.

Lin Qingsu raised her sword and followed immediately.

Seeing Lin Qingsu's back who was about to rush into the thick fog, Ophelia stretched out her hand and opened her mouth.

But Lin Qingsu stopped when she reached the edge of her field of vision, hesitated for half a second, then turned and looked at her.

"Are you OK?"

"It's okay." Ophelia knew that he didn't catch up because of herself: "Thank you."

"It's okay, stay with me, this guy is a bit difficult."

"Ah."

Ophelia raised her hand to tug on his clothes.

Previous suspicions dissipated.

The fight between Lin Qingsu and that shadow just now made Ophelia fully understand the gap between herself and them, it is absolutely easy to kill her, if Lin Qingsu leaves her behind, she will definitely die miserable.

The raised hand hesitated in the air, and Ophelia pursed her lips, then continued to raise it and pressed it on the blindfold.

Just about to say something, the noisy voices around her suddenly disappeared, and Ophelia looked around blankly.

A clear sound of footsteps suddenly sounded.

Lin Qingsu and Ophelia looked there at the same time, and soon, a middle-aged man in a priest's uniform walked out of the white mist slowly.

"Don't worry, Assassin has already left."

Seeing Ophelia's vigilant expression, he smiled and said, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Kotomine Kirei, and I am a priest by profession."

......

No matter how suspicious the other party's identity was, at least on the surface he was a trustworthy person, so he followed this person named Kotomine Kirei to church in the end.

Ophelia thought so.

"I have some clues about this white mist."

Kotomine Kirei narrated while leading the way ahead.

"It is said that more than 100 years ago, a commoner heard about the "Holy Grail", and in order to satisfy his greed, he performed an evil sacrificial ceremony in London at that time. "

"The other side used extremely cruel and bloody methods to kill dozens of women in a row within several months..."

The man slowly narrated the bloody case that happened a hundred years ago in a low, emotionless voice.

The description was very detailed, as if she had seen the relevant police files with her own eyes. Ophelia was a little scared in conjunction with the extremely low visibility white fog and the whistling 'woo', 'woo' sound of the north wind.

How did she encounter such a thing when she was only an adult this year?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look at Lin Qingsu. He looked about the same age as her, but unlike her, he was listening to Kotomine Kirei's narration with great interest and looking at his back, his eyes seemed a bit deep.

He seems to be just an adult, right?

A gust of cold wind blew by, and the man's low-pitched story happened to be about the tragedy of the woman's corpse. Ophelia couldn't help but raised her hand and grabbed the corner of Lin Qingsu's clothes.

"Are you scared?"

Ophelia pursed her lips and nodded.

Lin Qingsu grabbed her wrist through the sleeve, feeling that the struggling movement was half a joke and half an explanation.

"The fog is so thick, if I get lost, I won't be able to find you."

Ophelia looked up.

Kotomine Kirei's figure loomed in the white mist, turning his head to look at them, as if he was about to disappear at any moment.

Then he looked at Lin Qingsu who was standing there looking at her.

Ophelia nodded in fear, "Thank you."

Lin Qingsu didn't answer, but looked up at Kotomine Kirei who stopped and looked at them: "You mean Jack the Ripper?"

"Yes."

"What about the last?"

"In the last few days, it was the same as now. At that time, London would be shrouded in white fog every night. It lasted for several days. People died every day, and some people heard the screams of men or women, old or young. , and on the second night when the white mist completely dissipated, people never saw him again."

Lin Qingsu said in a relaxed tone: "So he failed? He became a ghoul?"

Kotomine Kirei shook his head: "He succeeded, but also failed."

Ophelia couldn't help asking, "What do you mean?"

"He became a legend among people and was able to enter the Hall of Valor, but he did not win the Holy Grail War."

"So he came back, in order to fulfill his sad wish."

......

In the church lounge, Ophelia sat on the bed full of thoughts.

Kotomine Kirei asked them to rest first, while he prepared for the Holy Grail summoning and called them later.

But she couldn't sleep at all.

In such a dangerous environment, and she would have died if Lin Qingsu hadn't shot her just now, she is really pessimistic about whether she can survive, although Ophelia always felt that she would not be dead even if she died. What is unacceptable is it.

But she just discovered that she doesn't seem to want to die.

Ophelia couldn't help but glanced at the savior, Lin Qingsu was lying on another single bed, closing her eyes and resting.

He had been leaning on the bed for 10 minutes since he came in, and he didn't seem to be sleeping, but he kept his eyes closed and didn't know what he was thinking.

After watching for a while, Ophelia finally couldn't help asking, "What are you thinking?"

Lin Qingsu opened her eyes, and her black eyes looked at her with a smile.

"I wonder how long you're going to be staring at my face."

"I just..."

"Just kidding." Lin Qingsu smiled, and when Ophelia breathed a sigh of relief, Lin Qingsu said again: "Actually, what I'm thinking about is why there is no double bed here."

Ophelia was taken aback, and then her pretty face quickly turned red.

"It's also a joke."

Ophelia was annoyed: "Please be serious!"

"Don't be angry, don't be angry. Seeing that you are under a lot of pressure, I want to tease you. Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Do you think he can be trusted?"