In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

However, the serious Rosen still made Mordred put away her curiosity. This Master has too many secrets. Sometimes she is as omniscient and omnipotent as a prophet.

"Okay, I'll go first. Although I didn't find you a partner this time, I'm sure I'll get you out with this dress."

"Are you serious??" Mordred, who was about to become ill, suddenly shifted his attention.

"Of course it's true, but it depends on how I feel." Rosen shrugged, his body turned into pale blue particles, and he escaped from the sea of ​​consciousness.

When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to the present world. He looked at the clock on the wall, and the time had passed for half an hour.

After spending all the Saint Quartz, he turned into a poor ghost again. Rosen patted his ass and ran to wash up. As soon as he got out of the toilet, the door was knocked gently.

"Good morning, Bedwell." Rosen opened the door and found a silver-haired knight standing at the door. He secretly thought that he was lucky. If this guy came five minutes earlier, it would be difficult to explain when he found no one in the room.

"Lord Rosen, finished the morning exercise?" The silver-haired knight smiled, walked into the house and looked around, frowning slightly.

What about the pile of holy spar?He clearly asked someone to deliver it, why did he disappear from the world overnight?

"I've used up all the Holy Quartz." Rosen noticed the doubts and explained, "You know, I have unique training skills."

"Is that so..." Bedivere's mouth twitched, and the ghost knew that she had never heard of anyone using Saint Quartz to exercise!

That kind of stone does have a strange energy. Until now, scientists have not revealed its secrets. They just use this kind of stone as a weapon for ordinary people to fight against monsters, but Bedivere is of high quality. Without further questioning, I found a chair and sat down.Turned his head and said:

"Lord Rosen, actually I..."

"You can just call me Rosen, you don't have to be like this." Rosen reached out and interrupted. The understanding knight had already gained a lot of goodwill from him.

"Well, Rosen, the purpose of my visit this time is to confirm the details of last night's battle. What are the characteristics of Jack the Ripper?"

This is to deal with the murderer. Well, although the Knights of the Round Table are a little tough, their fighting power is still trustworthy.

"Small in stature, quick in movement, using two daggers, and generally adopting a one-shot escape strategy, the lethality is reasonable." Rosen replied thoughtfully, Jack's intelligence erasure was very ineffective for him, but some Details are still hidden.

"Have you seen the face?"

"Silver hair, green eyes, wearing a black cloak..." Rosen reached out and gestured for height, "Looks like a little girl."

"Little girl!?" Bedivere raised his head in surprise, his face full of suspicion.

PS: What happened to Rosen reminded me of the feathered snake god who didn’t have a gold card for two singles, so he got the upper hand in an instant, and finally got a Gorgon in the third single!

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Who would have thought that a hundred years ago, the famous Wudu murderer was a little girl?No matter in the past or now, all the police's attention is on men, especially men with graceful manners. After all, the more gentlemen, the more perverted they are.

But Rosen had fought with each other, the perception ability of the half-heroic spirit could not be wrong, and there was no reason to make up lies, Bedwell immediately believed it, and asked hopefully:

"Could you be more specific? Scotland Yard has the best face painters in the world!"

How can I still lose the CG...

Rosen rolled his eyes and shook his head firmly: "I can't remember, this heroic spirit has the ability to eliminate intelligence."

He couldn't do anything either. In case a heroic spirit in Britain and Jack collided head-on, and after they came back, they asked three questions, and then compared to what he knew, it would be easy to be suspected.

Even if there is a slight chance, he doesn't want to expose himself, anyway, it's almost the same.

"Is that so..." Bedivere was a little regretful, and asked again: "The last question, did Jack the Ripper use the Noble Phantasm?"

"I can still chat here after using the Noble Phantasm?" Rosen was very speechless at this wise question, and spread his hands: "That white mist should be a kind of enchantment, and it can also be regarded as a Noble Phantasm."

"White fog...the enchantment." Bedivere lowered his head to record again, glanced at the two sheets of paper he remembered, and stood up: "Thank you for your information, the Knights of the Round Table will definitely eliminate this murderer. ."

"Then I'll wait for your revenge." Rosen didn't question, as long as he could find Jack, whether it was Lancelot or Gawain, he could hang her up and beat her.

Of course the premise is.... catch her first.

"Want to go to the restaurant for breakfast?" Bedivere put away his notebook.

"No need, I'll go around the city." Rosen picked up his suitcase and left, and he had to convey information. He wasn't a person with negative EQ, so he could clearly tell which one was more important.

Rejecting Bedivere, Rosen walked straight out of the Military Department. The British soldiers raised their hands and saluted along the way. It seemed that the battle last night had left a deep impression on them.Rosen is very polite, smiling and nodding to everyone, without the arrogance of some half-heroic spirits.

He rented a car and drove directly out of the city center to the suburbs of London. There were fewer and fewer people on the road, and there were endless farmlands on both sides of the road, which were newly developed according to King Arthur's 'farm-focused' policy. .

Because it is winter, the farmland is a little barren, and abandoned houses can be seen in some places, with simple and elegant shapes. It seems that this place was a holiday area before the crops were planted.

Extremely lonely, there is no sound, this is normal, after all, some monsters or demonized people will hide in these places, and a large number of human beings are killed every year.

"It's almost here." Seeing that the people and cars had disappeared, Rosen found a wood to stop the car. It was far enough away from the city of London that the magic fluctuations that brought Mordred to the world would not let the round table Knight detected.

"Ready to go home with tears in your eyes? Mordred!"

[Concept Dress - Imaginary Number Magic! 】

The purple light flashed, and Rosen felt that his magic power had increased by 20%. Although it was not as good as the original 60%, it was enough.

It has been several years since he got the note, and he already has a lot of knowledge about the concept dresses in it. For example, the dresses that strengthen attacks in the game are mostly to improve the quality of magic power, or to increase the speed of magic power release to strengthen attacks. Imaginary magic , is to increase the total amount of magic power.

If the plus itself is compared to a bucket, one is the amount of water filled, and the other is the speed of water discharge.

The boosted magic power was released unhurriedly. After a few seconds, it finally reached the critical point. A magic circle similar to drawing a card unfolded in front of Rosen, and a red phantom gradually condensed in the center.

The red phantom changed from blurred to clear, not fast, but not too slow. After a while, a figure wrapped in ferocious armor stood proudly and asked in a rhythmic voice:

"Excuse me, are you my Master?"

The sun shone in from the gaps between the leaves, looking at the serious and beautiful scene, the corners of Rosen's mouth twitched.