In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

game?

Rosen looked at the flyer carefully. It turned out that His Majesty Nero specially held this ceremony to promote the martial spirit of Rome. He thought about it too. How many modern people dare to run in the Colosseum?

But he even thinks that the tyrant with only three minutes of enthusiasm has already held all the serious rituals...

"You really want to go?" Rosen turned his head and asked.

"Yes!" Mordred nodded heavily, but when he saw Rosen's smiling gaze, he bit the bullet and showed a disdainful expression, "This...I, I just want the Romans to see The strength of the Britons!"

Hehe, playing games is really capable of national warfare.

Rosen thought about it for a second, this brat was too boring to cause trouble, so he just happened to find something for her to do.

"Go on, then, but eat your lunch before you go."

"Let's forget about lunch! I'm not hungry~~~" Mordred has been practicing game skills in the sea of ​​​​consciousness for so long, and now he can hardly wait.

"One. Must. Must. Eat!"

Unquestionable and unquestionable, Rosen used his power to suppress the bear child again, and took her to the restaurant.

Italian food is much better than that of Britain. Rosen is very fond of macaroni and has eaten several barrels.When they were full of wine and food, the two went to the venue.

According to the national policy of Rome, the festival has the highest priority. The venue and food are all free, and the organizers of the event will not block the roads, allowing the whole city to participate.

There were a lot of people along the way, and Rosen even saw a few homeless men in ragged clothes. These people came here to eat, but no one laughed at them, and everyone's faces were filled with smiles.

This is the complete opposite of the solemnity pervading Britain, even Rosen has become relaxed, he has to admit——

Nero's nonsense is what the world needs most!

PS: Please ask for a ticket. Actually, I want to take a break. I feel unwell, which will affect my state.

Chapter 93 We Romans are optimists!

What is it like to play games in the Colosseum?Mordred's passionate appearance is the best interpretation!

Tens of thousands of people sat around the stands and shouted in unison, and the giant screen scrolled to show the players' battles, making the game match as exaggerated as an ancient Roman duel.

This brat is a genius, and the heroic spirit's reaction speed is dozens of times faster than that of humans. He has been crushing all the way since the audition, and by this time it has reached the final stage.

The human being Gao played very hard, but fighting games are all about nerve reflexes. After the brat got serious, his movements were almost like slow motion.

After only persisting for two rounds, Gao Wan was defeated. At the same time, the host shouted:

"Today's winner - Morde!"

The bear boy was extremely excited, he squeezed his fist, and praised his opponent very reservedly:

"Played well."

Gao Wan showed an expression uglier than crying, and retreated sadly. He had to go back and think about how to win back the championship.

Because Mordred and Nero look very similar, countless people cheered for her winning the championship, and some people even wondered if this is His Majesty disguised to participate in the festival, after all, this is a common occurrence.

'Don't you know people by their chests? '

Rosen, who was sitting in the stands, rolled his eyes. Seeing that this game can be divided into day champions, weekly champions, and monthly champions, he once again lamented that the Roman government really has a lot of money to burn. What's wrong with buying a few Saint Quartz missiles.

At this moment, the award ceremony began in the Colosseum. Due to the intensive ceremony, the prize money was not high, but Rosen smiled slightly when he saw the brat who looked like he had won a battle.

Well, as long as she's happy.

The champion of the day can participate in the competition for the championship of the week. It happens that tomorrow is the weekend again, so Mordred has to participate in some activities after receiving the bonus. Rosen yawned and decided to go back to catch up on sleep.

"Mordred, come back sooner later, you don't have to pay the bonus, go buy something to eat yourself."

"Are you leaving so soon?" Mordred held a stack of cash, as if afraid of being snatched away.

"Let's go first, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep again tonight."

"Tch, get the hell out." The bear boy had been waiting for this sentence a long time ago. This guy Rosen always went to the square to listen to some bad music, which was meaningless.

"Remember to come back early!"

Once again, Rosen left the noisy venue. Mordred was a child, but he was an extremely violent child. Anyone who wanted to fool her had to be prepared to die on the spot.

enemy! ?

When he walked to the door, he suddenly turned his head, always feeling that there was a peeping gaze coming from somewhere.

It seemed to be inspecting, but also concealed a trace of killing intent.

The Colosseum was crowded with tens of thousands of people, and even the keenest intuition couldn't distinguish the target from it. After staring at it for a few seconds, Rosen raised his eyebrows without feeling any hostility anymore.

'It turned out to be an illusion, and I was always suspicious after leaving Britain. '

Laughing at himself, he turned and left.

"The target seems to have discovered something, do you want to cancel the plan?"

"Continue to fight, the target is separated from the heroic spirit, this is the best opportunity. Everyone, follow up, the number one has arrived at the predetermined position, and several props are ready."

"clear."

Several people stood up at different positions in the Colosseum at the same time. They all looked very ordinary and looked like one of the thousands of otaku. But soon, these people disappeared into the crowd, and their movements were so fast that they were not like ordinary people. .

Rosen didn't know that someone was already watching him. He had only been in Rome for a day, and the monsters wouldn't attack him so quickly.