In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

"Here comes the guy."

"Who??"

"Rosen, he has already come to Paris, that's why I said to deal with the saint as soon as possible." 'No' has transformed into tens of millions, inheriting the power of the heroic spirits as well as their IQ, so 'Original' entrusts it to command.

"Isn't this right? Find a chance to kill him!"

"It would be nice if it was so easy. Now there are more than ten Heroic Spirits in Paris, why don't you try it?"

"This..." Zhu stopped talking. It likes to be ignorant, but it doesn't mean it's mentally handicapped. In the capital of the five gangsters, Kai Wushuang's strength has not yet reached the level of 'breakthrough'!

Rosen is the prince now, and he always takes the highest level of security measures, the key is——

What if this bastard is acting again! ?

Zhu Cai didn't want to be sent to the door to be maimed with a punch, and then to be cut to pieces by a group of **** spirits, so he asked sullenly:

"Then tell me about the plan."

"First of all, you must know what his strength is, this is the key to all actions."

"No problem, if necessary, I will let Wrath send a suitable Heroic Spirit."

The two quickly reached an agreement. If Rosen was still as strong as before, then they should not plan to destroy Europe. It would be better to wash up and sleep early.

"Secondly, he only stays in France for a week. Get him out as soon as possible, so as not to interfere with the plan." 'Wu' has the overall situation in mind, there are many opportunities to kill Rosen, and now is the best time to destroy France.

"That's... okay, but I'm applying to intercept him on the return flight!" Zhu still couldn't forget it, eager to know if this bastard was as good as his companion said.

"Let's talk about it. I can't decide on my own. Anyway, you just hurry up and kill Joan." 'No' lowered his eyes, and didn't even bother to say the last bit to this delirious guy.

In this rotten world, there is no harm in relying more on yourself.

The black shadows never talk nonsense. After a few short exchanges, Wu cut off the spiritual connection and returned to the appearance of the iron-blooded prime minister.

He took a document to read carefully, and the pen in his hand was about to sign his name when there was already a knock on the door.

"Who?"

"It's me, Cornelius."

"Come in." Richelieu asked without raising his head when he heard his cronies close the door, "How is the banquet tonight?"

"The target met with Queen Mary. It took a total of five minutes and twenty-seven seconds. The content is unknown, but it is speculated that it is related to Joan of Arc." The young man's report was extremely rigorous, more like a scientist.

"Huh? Intervening so soon? My friend is really impatient." Richelieu finally lost the mood to deal with government affairs, closed the documents, and walked slowly to the window.

Under the bright moon, the whole of Paris is still brightly lit, and it is not inferior to Rome in terms of prosperity.He should be proud to see the prosperity of the city under his rule, but the hands on the bishop's back are trembling slightly, which shows that he doesn't think so in his heart.

"How about the commission to Assassin?" Richelieu asked suddenly.

"It's still going on. After losing three Hassans, Assassin still didn't choose to retreat."

"Very well, Assassin will never give up, but the target needs to be modified, let them assassinate Rosen, the timing is arranged by the church." Richelieu was very 'merciful' and changed to a simple target.

Anyway, apart from the black shadow, no one in the world knows the terror of that man. Letting Assassin do it is just a waste of resources.

"But they won't be so obedient." Cornelius frowned. Assassin belonged to a neutral organization, and he wasn't a running dog in Sombra.

"Don't worry about it, anyway, if these people want to keep their hometown, they must rely on the power of the church!" Richelieu smiled mockingly. He liked watching human dogs bite dogs the most.

The layout for the Middle East is almost complete, with a bigger chessboard than Europe!The conflict between religions is more intense!Assassin was overwhelmed and had to rely on external forces to survive.

Coincidentally, I happen to control the Cross Church - this huge organization, some things are very convenient to do.

"Yes, I understand." Cornelius nodded, turned around and delivered the order.

He didn't ask too many questions, and he didn't have any curiosity about the secrets of big shots, which was the key to his survival until now.

The door was closed again, and Richelieu, who had no intention of dealing with government affairs, released his mental power again. This time, he went a little farther and came to the Middle East filled with yellow sand...

No one is an idiot waiting to die, but compared with the shadows operating in the dark, Rosen's every move is under the spotlight.

Dozens of secret agents are protecting it, and the Minister of Foreign Affairs is even accompanying him throughout the entire process. It is impossible to stage a bloody micro-service private visit, but anyone who can survive has a basic IQ, and no one who is not open-eyed is interested in sex. Send it to your door to slap Rosen in the face.

So the few days in Paris were very dull. Rosen inspected the royal family's assets during the day, and stayed in the Louvre at night to brag and fart with the nobles, and signed some irrelevant cooperation agreements by the way.

With such an identity, Rosen remained patient, checking the room every day for bugs, and even using magic to create a barrier when speaking.

"Lord Rosen, the party list you requested has been delivered." Yuzao put a stack of documents on the table.

"It took three days to get it. The French intelligence department has already been infiltrated into a sieve." Rosen shook his head. These days, the Lily Knight has been accompanied by the convenience of his position, and there is always a chance to exchange some real plans.

Yuzao had informed of the demand long ago, but Dieng took so long to get it until now. As an old spy hundreds of years ago, this is obviously out of standard.

"Lord Rosen is right, this list was stolen by her cronies~~~"

"Is the Minister of Intelligence guarding himself? It's such an interesting country." Rosen took it as a joke, and quickly forgot about these gallic chickens, flipping through the documents page by page.

The vast majority of ordinary people are all ignored, even if these guys have problems, they are just minions, and they can't make any waves in this world where power is respected.

There are not many heroic spirits, and most of them are from the literary school. It's okay to join in the fun, but the combat power is really unsightly.

He circled each heroic spirit with a red pen. These are the key targets to be watched, and he will let his allies figure out a way later.As for how the royal family investigates, he is too lazy to care.

Continuing to look down, Rosen's right hand holding the pen was slightly taken aback.

"Cornelius Aruba? Is there a problem with this person?" Tamamo looked at the list. The name was not conspicuous, and it was easily overlooked among hundreds of distinguished guests.