In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

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Early in the morning, Rosen sat up slowly from the bed in the guest house. The battle last night had consumed a lot of magic power, and he needed to supplement it with sleep and overeating.

Of course, the cost of overeating was all borne by Bedwell, and Rosen ate up all the stock in the canteen of the Military Affairs Department in one go. Even so, the silver-haired knight felt that he couldn't make up for it. In the end, by the way, he took the meal cost from Rosen's investigation yesterday. All reimbursed.

"I still have a bit of conscience, and I'm quite generous." Rosen touched his chin. Everyone has been through a lot of battles. Who doesn't know how much risk it will take to fight against heroic spirits, especially those who specialize in assassination. The people are making troubles all over the world, can't the five big hooligans do anything to them?

"Hey, I will buy you for a meal, Master, can you be a little more ambitious!"

"Don't speak ill of your Uncle Bedivere behind your back, no, Aunt Bedivere! Somehow they paid for it, which is countless times better than you, a guy who only knows how to eat."

"Your conscience was eaten by a dog? I knew that you would have been hacked to death by that Jack yesterday!"

"Oh, then I thank you for your ancestral intuition." Rosen rolled his eyes and cut off the spiritual connection.

Once again playing tricks on a rebellious knight to the point of being mad to the point of death, Rosen stretched and jumped out of bed, revealing his well-defined tendon flesh. Profound.

Jack the Ripper?His thoughts returned to the far east, in the secrets that MI[-]'s rice bucket could not detect, he suddenly shrugged, not paying much attention to it.

Having seen the magnificence of the world, how can you put a mere low-ranking hero in your eyes? Even if the current strength is very strong, it is enough to pay a little attention.

At this time, neatly dressed, he put his eyes on the pile of colorful stones on the side of the coffee table, and couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

"Fortunately, I can draw cards again~~~"

Chapter 14 抽抽抽！

Lingji Summoning, commonly known as card drawing, Rosen's favorite thing!

Drawing cards is fun, and drawing cards is full of hope!Draw cards to change fate!

"I don't know what I can recruit this time, by the way, wash your hands first."

Rosen touched his chin, hurried to the toilet to wash his hands first, and bowed again and again to the flaming lion flag on the wall. He wanted to feel the European spirit of the king of knights. After all this was done, he left. Going to the side of the holy spar, picked up one and weighed it.

The colorful stones were about the size of a leather ball and were a little heavy. It was like a shot put in his hand. He carefully identified each stone and made sure that there were no fake or shoddy products. Eye.

"Summoning in the present world feels quite risky~~~"

After two seconds, he opened his eyes again. He scratched his head. The extremely strong magic fluctuations during the summoning of the spiritual foundation could not be concealed at all. It is estimated that the Knights of the Round Table would come to watch the call for the first time, although no one knew this summon. But still have to guard.

If the European spirit is so overwhelming, and Merlin is directly taken out, what should I do when the King of Knights sees it?

Hand in hand?Thousands of people who lost Mei could scold him to death, wouldn't he?Curry sticks are not vegetarian.Rosen reckoned not to go anywhere at that time, and Quan would be Merlin's addition and stay in Britain for the rest of his life.

"Anyway, your face is dark enough, it doesn't matter if you don't rub the European gas or not. Hey, Mordred, I'll send the stone in later, don't play around with you guy."

"What's so funny about those broken rocks, hurry up, I can't wait to laugh at you!"

"Do you just want to laugh at Africans, you European craftsman." Rosen rolled his eyes, but unfortunately, only he can use Lingji Summoning, otherwise it would be good to ask Mordred, a more upright European, to help.

After confirming again whether there is a camera in the room with magic power, Rosen stretched out his right hand and pointed his palm to the box in front of him.

【absorbing】

There was no light and no magic fluctuations, and dozens of Saint Quartz disappeared instantly, like an illusion.

Seeing that the sparkling stone had fallen into the sea of ​​consciousness, and the boy didn't play around, Rosen breathed a sigh of relief, and the highest level of magic power poured out of him.

【Leere fantasien (Fantasy)! 】

Rosen used this skill for the second time in a short period of time. The Knights of the Round Table who detected the fluctuation of magic power didn't even blink an eyelid. Only Bedivere showed a relieved expression.

Exercising magic power early in the morning, this gentleman is really hardworking, no wonder he can be on par with the heroic spirits.

Rosen didn't know that he was praised by others inadvertently. When he opened his eyes again, he appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness. It was still so lonely here. Mordred was standing beside the pile of stones, holding a holy spar up and down. throw away.

"Didn't you say you shouldn't play around? Put it down, what if it breaks?"

"Hey, it's so stingy, how can this shit be broken?" Mordred snorted, but he threw down the stone, put his hands behind his head, and took a few steps back, frowning:

"Master, I advise you not to rely too much on these foreign objects. Your own magic power and swordsmanship are everything."

"If you don't have a plug-in, you're an idiot. Let's not talk about it. If there was no concept dress in the battle last night, I guess it would be cold." Rosen pouted, if there is no steel, sorry, no, steel training, open the body The first move of Hand Jack's raid can kill you.

However, he saw Mordred's face suddenly gloomy, and his words changed: "Of course, Lord Mordred is right, if the magic power has the absolute upper hand, it doesn't matter if you want a concept dress or not, this master will redouble his efforts in the future. of."

"It's about the same." Seeing his suggestion being accepted, Mordred was a little happy, jumped to the grass and sat down, pointing to the holy spar:

"Don't dawdle, just start."

The rebellious knight was full of excitement, and his long white thighs swayed back and forth, just like watching a monkey show.

'This guy....what does the divine draw look like. 'Rosen is also very speechless to this bear boy, Madd, is it so interesting to see Africans struggling with fate?Look, I don't summon a powerful heroic spirit to slap you in the face!

Annoyed, Rosen took a few steps to the stone and took a deep breath.

The Knights of the Round Table sent thirty-five, and after eleven summons, there were still two left.

"A total of eleven summons! The chief can also sneak in! Uh, let's test the water first!"

Rosen frowned, his eyes were extremely sharp, his right hand pointed to the ground, and his spiritual power was connected to the entire sea of ​​consciousness:

"I declare here in the name of the Master, the existence of the unknown void, answer my call, answer my desire, your body is under me; my destiny is on your sword!"

"Spirit base summons!"

boom!