In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

In just half a day, Nero's favorability has increased a lot, and he even called Rosen by his name, which can't be helped, who said that this man is too in line with Nero's aesthetics.

Strong, wise, artistic, and a good listener, she hasn't seen such an interesting person for a long time.

Rosen leaned over to salute, and pointed to the wall clock, "It's getting late, Your Majesty, I'll go back first."

"It's eleven o'clock?! It's okay, let's go back to the palace with Yu, and rest in the palace tonight!" Nero opened his hands, looking extremely happy, "Just now, Yu created a new song, later Sing it to you at mealtime!"

new song....

The corner of Rosen's mouth twitched. Is this tyrant trying to create a court murder?

"Uh, no need for that, I still have some things to deal with."

"For that British barbarian?"

"Yes, but please call her by her name." Rosen's eyes became colder, and despising bear children was despising himself.

"Okay, okay, Mordred." Nero was straightforward, shaking his head with regret, "I wanted to introduce Lady Flora to you."

Flora?Oh, that 'flower god' ah.

He has no interest in these Greek gods who do not do business but are good at doing things. He shrugged: "There will be a long time to come, and I will see you again when I have a chance."

Without further words, Rosen turned away after politely refusing to go with him. The guards at the gate were finally relieved to see him come out. If His Majesty Nero was interested, they would have to prepare to spend the night here.

'It's really hard to be an artist's follower. '

Rosen shook his head with a wry smile, left from the gate of the headquarters, and walked towards the hotel.

The center of Rome is still lively. It seems that there are festivals at night. Europeans are not used to eating supper, so no matter how lively it is, bars are the mainstay.

After holding back his hunger and walking for a while, Rosen finally saw a restaurant that was still open, with a strong smell of barbecue inside.

Uruk barbecue?Well, halal is halal.

He didn't care about that much now. After opening the door, he saw that there were not many customers inside. The nightlife of Europeans was mainly drinking and picking up girls, and few people came out to have sex.

The boss has a big beard, his eyes lit up when he saw Rosen.

"Sir, are you the only one?"

Rosen nodded, and found a seat by the window to sit down. He always felt a little lonely without the noisy brats.

'That brat hasn't had dinner yet, so just treat her as a guest to appease her. '

Guessing that the brat was not taking a bath at this time, Rosen was about to connect to the spiritual connection, but before he could connect, there was a hurried voice from the other side.

"Rosen! Come on!"

"Ok?"

Rosen was taken aback. It sounded like a child being beaten and called a parent. It just so happened that his vision was also synchronized. He saw the environment Mordred was in.

bar?It's fine for this brat to drink behind my back, but he dares to cause trouble!

An inexplicable anger surged in my heart, but after seeing the attacker clearly, the anger had turned into violent rage.

Assassin!These bastards ambushed me in the afternoon, and dared to attack Mordred at night!Is this trying to force me to give them after-school tutoring? !

Seeing that the brat couldn't hold on any longer, Rosen smashed open the window and jumped into the alley, the Command Seal on the back of his hand glowing red.

"In the name of the Command Seal, Mordred, return to the sea of ​​consciousness!"

The rapid battle was completed within a second, so fast that the owner of the barbecue shop didn't even react, but the magic wave came from outside the shop, the bearded man turned pale, and hurried out of the shop.

Is there anyone else in the alley?Only an afterimage rushed towards the south of the city!

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In the dark bar, the strong smell of blood can make people vomit, and several Assassins stand in the distance, with disbelief written all over their faces.

It was obvious that Mordred was about to be consumed to death just now, but the target disappeared after a flash of white light, as if disappearing from the world.

"Where is the person? Where did the person go!!" The nameless Hassan who was wearing a hood roared. He had entangled the target tightly just now, and had many cuts on his body.

Incomprehensible, unimaginable!How could a Heroic Spirit who didn't even have time to release his Noble Phantasm disappear out of thin air!

The remaining subordinates hurriedly searched, even if they dug three feet into the ground, they had to find Mordred, but no matter how many methods they used, they couldn't even feel a breath, let alone a figure.

The world evaporated, really the world evaporated, and they didn't even know how the other party used to escape.

"Could it be...teleportation?" One of the hundred-faced Hassan frowned, as if he had a good study of magic.

"How could a knight move instantly!" Wuming Hassan smashed the floor with an ax and sat down panting.

Even if Mordred took out [Distant Utopia], it wouldn't make him so angry, at least the scabbard can still be used for logical thinking, and what is the inexplicable evaporation from the world? !

A group of Assassins looked at each other, and there was nothing to do except bewildered. The feeling of falling short was so angry that the European branch's planning for the past ten days was all in vain.

Assassination also pays attention to luck, and there will never be such an opportunity in the future!

The Assassins were extremely unconvinced, another handsome Hassan stepped forward, and ordered in a deep voice:

"Let's retreat first, the 'eye' reports that the half-heroic spirit has been lost, and it is judged that he should be coming this way."

"Half-Heroic Spirit? Is that Rosen? This is an opportunity. He must be here for rescue. If you catch him, you can find the target."

"No, my instinct is that this man is difficult to deal with."