In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

Throwing down the thick army deployment map, Rosen rubbed his swollen temples. He still remembered Nero's answer when he asked 'Where is the general reserve team', two words:

No!

Like the Gallic chicken that was hanged and beaten during World War II, the huge Roman Empire is like a walnut. The monster smashed the 'hard' shell, and the inside was full of delicious flesh.

It's troublesome, more troublesome than Britain.However, Rome also has its own advantages, that is, it is easy for neighboring countries to come to support, he is surprised, where does Attila come from to dare to come out with all his courage, could it be that he has learned the president's tactics of leading the world?

When Rosen looked up, he happened to see the brat staring at him on the sofa. His eyes seemed to be scrutinizing a stranger.

"Mordred, what are you thinking?"

"Huh? It's nothing."

The bear child realized that of course she didn't think about military affairs, but Rosen's current performance was too surprising.

I thought this stupid Master was just a thug, at most he was a bit clever, but when did he become able to understand military strategy?The painting style doesn't match at all!

To be honest, it will definitely be cleaned up. Mordred coughed twice, walked over calmly, picked up the information and read it a few times, pointing to the last one and said:

"Isn't there a main force on Sicily? It happened to be transported to Rome by sea."

"I have considered the Southern Legion." Rosen walked to the window to breathe, and said sullenly: "The other side of the Mediterranean Sea is the territory of monsters. What if the Legion and Heroic Spirits are transferred away and their hometown is copied? Like this kind of raid, Britain It's enough to go through it once."

Now that the monsters are getting smarter, Rosen doesn't dare to bet that the African monsters are idiots, and the whole family will always be the stupidest.

"The south can't be moved, and the navy of Sardinia has to stay in case the dragon witch crosses the sea to attack. Now I can only use the Rome city garrison and guards, but [-] to [-] people are of no use." Rosen Tapping on the window sill, as if talking to himself.

Call up the reserves?No, the reserves of Saint Quartz are too small, and even the ammunition is not enough. How dare you call it the Roman Empire with this shabby appearance?

Mordred quietly looked at the pensive man, his eyes became more and more strange, as if he saw the shadow of his father, serious and serious, and he must do his best in everything he did.

She opened her mouth, wanting to propose some solutions, when there was a knock on the door.

"The person waiting has arrived, Mordred, go and open the door." Rosen walked back to the table, putting on a serious expression.

"Oh~"

I don't know why, but the brat became very obedient this time.

The room in the palace was huge, and it took Mordred a while to walk to the door. She had done the same thing several times, and she even imagined the woman's complacent look.

Squeak.

The door opened, and beyond Mordred's expectation, it wasn't Nero outside the door, but a slightly sloppy man. The cold breath made her feel a little uncomfortable, and she frowned and asked:

"Who are you looking for?"

"Let Emiya Kiritsugu-dono come in, I called him." Before the man could speak, Rosen's voice came from the room.

This is Emiya Kiritsugu?

I kept listening to Rosen talking about it. This was the first time Mordred saw a real person. He glanced up and down and pouted slightly.

It's nothing special...

Ugly in appearance and barely strong in strength, Mordred no longer bothered to pay attention and stepped aside.

The heroic spirit's arrogance is understandable, Emiya Kiritsugu nodded and walked into the room.

Kiritsugu tried his best not to look at those confidential documents, and turned his attention to the man behind the desk who was buried in the documents, and he sighed for a while.

At first, I thought it was a piece of rubbish relying on opportunism, but I didn't expect that I was saved by him, and at this moment, I felt a little pressure from the inferiors facing the superiors!

Even stronger than Nero, as if sitting in front of him is not a mercenary, but a commander!

"Your Excellency, do you smoke?" Rosen raised his head, and took out a cigarette with a smile, while Kiritsugu who had originally 'quit smoking' nodded and took it silently.

Strength determines status, status determines other people's attitude towards you, even Emiya Kiritsugu is not immune, with the crackling of the lighter, Kiritsugu spit out a mouthful of white mist.

"Just call me by my name, Lord Rosen."

Compared with the other party, the title "Your Excellency" is really unbearable, he is not so arrogant yet.

"Then Emiya-san, how is your recovery?"

"Thanks to Lord Cloris, most of it has recovered, and it has no effect on the battle."

Emiya Kiritsugu recalled those few days of hellish life again, his cold heart was also touched, those bastards almost tortured him to death!

Sensing the boiling killing intent, Mordred, who stood behind like a guard, took a step forward, but Rosen waved his hand to stop him.

Interesting, Emiya Kiritsugu is indeed an unconvinced guy.

Holding another chess piece in his hand, there is no need to worry about him choosing to leave because the enemy is too strong. With a smile on his face, Rosen pushed the map on the table over.

"You should also know the news of the monster's attack, and now you have reached this position..."

"Piacenza!?" Kiritsugu's pupils shrank, and he suddenly raised his head, "It's only a day!"

As a mercenary, he is not qualified to participate in the military, and within a day of hearing the news of the monster's attack from the news, he invaded hundreds of kilometers into Rome!Is the so-called impenetrable defense a piece of paper?

"It's that bad. All the heavy military groups in the north are surrounded, and the remaining garrison troops lose their mobility. It would be nice to be able to hold the current line of defense."

"Really? The situation is so dire." Emiya Kiritsugu didn't panic, but slowly extinguished the cigarette butt, and said indifferently: "What I can do is extremely limited."

Hearing of the Roman pill, although he wouldn't run away, he didn't intend to die in Rome either.

"Don't worry, I won't let you go to die." Rosen patted Kiritsugu's shoulder, his smile deepening: "Go to the north and find the main force of the monster! I want to know where Attila is. A task that you can accomplish."