In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

At the same time, the terrifying picture in his memory flashed in his mind, and his eyes gradually became complicated.

Ice fields torn apart by magic power, men who used their flesh to pick up Noble Phantasms, heroic spirits who were either crushed to death by fists, or torn apart alive, and corpses of monsters that could not be seen at a glance...

A trace of killing intent flashed through his heart, but it was quickly replaced by seriousness:

"I see. I will notify you as soon as there is news. Is there anything else to explain?"

"Don't limit yourself to demonized people, including the Knights of the Round Table, and don't let a single heroic spirit go." Rosen smiled, and his tense muscles also loosened.

"You're making me do something...how can I stay in Britain after that?" Blackbeard smiled wryly. Now, no matter which country, any change in the host's Heroic Spirit will attract hostility.

"Shouldn't the Pirate King be at sea? You can live anywhere with these things anyway." Rosen patted his air, looking as he should.

Mordred, who was listening on the side, sneered, who this idiot thinks he is, even if he is a friend, a heroic spirit has his own pride, okay?Seeing that this black beard is not a good bird, he quietly gathers magic power to prepare to turn his face.

But after half an hour—

"Well, Britain is tired of it anyway."

Blackbeard nodded, and then looked strangely at Mordred who was hitting his head against the table, wondering if this kid was sick.

But his attention quickly shifted. Seeing that Rosen was about to leave, he asked, "Don't stay and have a cup of coffee before leaving? You can drink if you want!"

"I'm not interested." Rosen usually doesn't have any special hobbies. He glanced at Mordred, who was stunned, and slapped his forehead: "Bring me the latest PX2, by the way, remember to include the magic charging device and LCD TV."

"Thank you for remembering..." Blackbeard muttered, PX2 and TV are worthless, but the attached magic power bank is very valuable. This is a new technology developed by the East, which can convert magic power into electricity.

He took out the well-packaged game console from the box and handed it to Rosen: "Nuo, take it, don't pretend to give money, it's a sponsorship to pull you into the water."

"I don't play, this is a gift for the child." Rosen raised it and put it into the bag unceremoniously.

child?Really like a child.

Blackbeard glanced at Mordred and watched the two leave.

It's past evening, and there are many fewer pedestrians on the road. The weather in London is still relatively cold. Coupled with the serial murder case, not many people will come out at night. Only the army is constantly patrolling. Soldiers with guns.

If I meet Jack today, I must smash her!

Looking at the thigh next to him, Rosen sneered, and then his expression changed. Today's bear children are very suitable for bait...

If you cover her fierce eyes, she looks like a petite girl full of youthful aura.

"What are you looking at!?" At this time, Mordred raised his head suddenly, just in time to meet Rosen's strange gaze.

"No, I'm just thinking about something, let's go, let's go back." Rosen didn't dare to tell the truth, he would definitely be hacked to death.

There were few people at night, and he was too lazy to get the car, so he simply walked to the city center.

Mordred was half a step behind, looking sideways at the back of the man next to her. She has always been a straightforward person, how could she hide her words in her heart, and immediately asked:

"Master, do you know that stinky pirate just now?"

"Remove the stinky words, I do know him, and there used to be some intersections." Rosen has waited for the bear child to ask questions for a long time. After a few years, the latter's temper has long been well known, and some corrections have been made subconsciously.

"Oh? Before I came?"

"Of course, otherwise, what secrets can escape the eyes of Lord Mordred."

Inexplicably praised once, the girl touched her nose and seemed very happy, and immediately asked: "Then tell me about the things before the arrival!"

Rosen suddenly stopped, turned his head and grinned, revealing a mouth full of white teeth: "I'm sorry, no."

"Clam? Why?"

"This is personal privacy, as a knight, please be polite, Lord Mordred~~"

"You're kidding me!" Mordred was furious and slapped Rosen on the back.

"Yoah, dare to hit Master, it's against you!" Rosen immediately began to fight back. Under the hazy moonlight, two figures, one tall and one short, were chasing on the road, and there were unbridled laughter from time to time.

The dark clouds gradually blocked the moonlight, as if trying to protect the beauty of this moment.

It wasn't until a long time later that the moonlight splashed on the earth again, and now only Rosen was walking on the road. Mordred had already returned to the sea of ​​consciousness because he was too close to the city center.

The elegant man walked slowly, took out a cigarette from his arms and lit it. He glanced at the Thames River flowing quietly beside him, and smiled inadvertently.

The past is like a cloud of smoke. Compared with the iron and blood in his memory, he prefers the current life...

PS: The second update, ask for votes!

Chapter 20 King Arthur wants to see you

In a blink of an eye, a week has passed. As Rosen expected, the monsters in the north did show signs of going south, and more and more monsters were exploring the way, causing the northern front to send out several documents for help.

Concerning the survival of the country, King Arthur, whose injuries were not in good condition, naturally did not dare to take it lightly, and hurriedly dispatched Knight Commander Gawain to lead tens of thousands of reinforcements to the north.

As for the serial murders in the city of London, it stopped a lot, Jack the Ripper did not continue to commit crimes, and a group of knights full of muscles couldn't catch her even after racking their brains.

However, they finally realized that the Jack the Ripper's case is not as simple as it seems, because there is no clue in the search, either the murderer has left London, or... there must be someone covering it!And the status of this person is not low!

Compared with a murderer who spreads terror, this is the most worrying thing. In case of a decisive battle with a monster, the consequences will be disastrous.

Under the internal and external difficulties, Britain was in a state of precariousness. Everyone held their breaths and waited for the decisive battle. However, Rosen was still very happy, and he was provided with free meals every day. The Ministry of Military Affairs has not given him an order to attack.

Without the opening fee, he was not stupid enough to be a living Lei Feng, and when he was bored, he began to guide Mordred to play games. Hammer on the ground.

"No more fighting!" In the sea of ​​consciousness, Rosen dropped the handle, and the word 'K.O' happened to be written on the TV screen.