In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

In fact, there is one thing he didn't say clearly, that is, he felt two eyes staring at his back just now, who could it be?Jack the Ripper?Not quite like it.

The so-called most dangerous is the safest place is bullshit, there are heroic spirits in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, although the median heroic spirit and the Knights of the Round Table do not deal with it very much.

Wait, not much to deal with!

Rosen stopped subconsciously, turned around and carefully looked at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs building, hundreds of meters apart, he could no longer confirm where the gaze came from.

But one thing can be confirmed, that gaze contains hostility, and it is definitely not something that ordinary people can have!There are no magicians in today's world, except for ordinary people, there are only heroic spirits and half-heroic spirits!

His face became more dignified, as if there was an intuition telling himself that the fishing today was unexpected, and it seemed that he caught a whale.

'Hope it's an illusion, otherwise Britain's in big trouble! '

He quickened his pace to leave, something had to be confirmed.

Time passed slowly, and soon another week passed. During this week, Jack the Ripper committed several crimes again, and the ambush knight of the round table, the fishing law enforcement officer, killed a few demonized humans, but this Nothing could stop the situation from getting worse.

The number of victims continued to increase, and for the first time, there was a vicious case of burglary and murder. Heroic spirits are not gods. No matter how powerful heroic spirits are, it is impossible to protect millions of people comprehensively, not to mention that the city of London is full of refugees. Like a sieve.

Under the 'incompetence' performance of the Knights of the Round Table, dissatisfaction rose at a speed visible to the naked eye, the people began to be suspicious, and the gangsters with evil intentions also took the opportunity to make trouble.

For several days, gunshots would occasionally sound in the night sky in London, and ordinary people who were determined to protect themselves with their own strength could not control that much.

The police were exhausted, and finally even the army joined in. The whole city was like a dynamite keg that could explode at any time because of Mars.

Heroic spirits from other factions in Britain watched with indifference, at most, they called on the people to calm down, and there was no practical solution at all.

At this time, King Arthur should have come out to give a speech, calming the chaos with prestige and charisma, but unfortunately Buckingham Palace was quiet this time, as if the king turned a blind eye to everything, which further exacerbated the dissatisfaction of the people.

Fearing that the world would not be chaotic, some Internet big Vs published articles such as "The Dark History of the Knights of the Round Table", "On the Untruth in the Legend of King Arthur", "King Arthur in My Eyes" and other articles that slandered the image of the king.

He studied the words carefully, and replaced the facts with careful logic, and hacked a handful of the Knights of the Round Table.Ordinary people don't know how to refute, both opponents and supporters are retweeting it frantically, completely spreading the situation.

None of the commoners knew that the Knights of the Round Table, whom they hated or loved, had already turned around in a hurry like ants in a hot pot.

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Chapter 27 I, Knight, Big Head

The atmosphere in the conference hall of the Ministry of Military Affairs was extremely solemn. Even the guards at the door had a black face. The situation changed too fast. In just one week, almost all the changes in the situation and public opinion had taken place. In the wars the Knights of the Round Table went through, there might not even be enough time to march.

At this moment, there were only a few knights left at the round table. A few days before the incident, Gao Wen and others led the second batch of reinforcements to the north. In the entire city of London, there were only three people left: Argonaut, Bedwell, and Tristan. , the strength of the three heroic spirits is enough to suppress everything, but the battlefield without gunpowder is far from being solved by force, and it is a headache for a while.

"It can't go on like this, do you really have to wait for His Majesty to come back?" Bedivere touched his forehead. During this time, the pressure was so great that her heroic body felt tired.

"The negotiation with Ireland is at a critical moment, so it's not necessary for His Majesty to handle this trivial matter." Aggerman frowned.

It is nothing more than a small number of people complaining. Compared with the Irish reinforcements, it is a small matter. Besides, after King Arthur left the country for two days, there was a problem in the country. Could it be that everyone is a bucket of rice?

A knight has the pride of a knight, as a famous hero, who wants to cook.

"So we have to calm the situation down." Agge slammed his fist on the table with a murderous expression on his face: "Let's promulgate the news control law, and all those who spread rumors will be arrested for treason first! Then the troops from outside the city will be sent in. City, all illegal demonstrations will be suppressed!"

"MI and Scotland Yard are all dispatched to closely monitor those hidden dangers!"

His mind is very clear, and he vaguely feels that things are not as simple as they seem.

"That's not it. Besides, the third batch of reinforcements will not be dispatched? Sir Lancelot has urged several times." Tristan opened his eyes slightly, with a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

The northern monsters are constantly exerting pressure, and they are using oil-filling tactics like they are in a daze. The previous roundtable meetings agreed that this is a fighter jet that can calm the tide of magic at the fastest speed.

Now that the army is mobilized just because of some dissatisfaction in the city, no matter how you look at it, there is a feeling of public revenge.

Back then, the incident of Age Gaiwen's arrest and hacking to death caused a lot of trouble. Even after a thousand years, the relationship between the two has never been good.

"There's something wrong with the old nest, how can I still have the energy to manage the north? I even think that the south and the north are cooperating with each other!" Age Gaiwen ignored his gaze, and didn't bother to explain. He stood up and said directly:

"The battle plan must be adjusted, and even Leeds can give up and shrink a line of defense south! As long as the troops are gathered together, any tricks by the monsters are futile!"

"Abandoning the country just because of a conjecture? Mr. Aggi, your IQ is really sad..."

"Hmph, how do you think the current state of affairs has caused it? It's not the slack in London! Is that fallen heroic spirit so difficult to deal with?"

"That's the responsibility of the next person?" Tristan fiddled with the bowstring, shook his head and smiled: "You can come and try."

The red-haired knight is not angry, but is deeply sad. His ability is excellent among the knights of the round table, but unfortunately it is the luck...

It's hard to describe how unlucky he was when he just became the commander of the London garrison.

Bedivere, who was sitting in the middle, looked left and right, showed a bitter smile, and stretched out his hand to pull Agguven back to his seat.

Heroic spirits have superhuman strength, but their thoughts do not surpass that of human beings. Since they are not immortals, there must be disputes.Everyone of the Knights of the Round Table has a distinct personality. Now that King Arthur is not there, it is a ghost that no one can quarrel without coordination.

"Okay, Mr. Tristan, Mr. Aggi, now is not the time to be held accountable." Bedwell's strength is not strong, but He Shimu's ability is very powerful, and he doesn't say who is right and who is wrong, just serious cautioned:

"Since Your Majesty has entrusted us with state affairs, we have to do things well! I don't think the army outside London needs to be used for the time being, and other heroic spirits should also work together."

"You mean those guys? Forget it, I'll be thankful if I don't help." Agguwen snorted coldly, sneering not at strength, but their motives.

All the surveillance personnel he sent disappeared mysteriously. If the monsters hadn't been levelled, he would have made a ruthless attack.

"No matter how there is conflict between us, let the monsters destroy this country, they will not do any good!"

"Then go try it out, I'll go to the barracks outside the city." Age Gaiwen didn't believe it, he flicked his cloak, got up and left the conference room.

King Arthur was away, and the Knights of the Round Table had no right to command each other, so he decided to act according to his own ideas.

Argonaut just left, and the remaining two Knights of the Round Table looked at each other with an indescribable bitter taste.