In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

"What's wrong!?" Mordred jumped up in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"It's okay, don't worry."

"Tch, ghosts are worried about you! I'm just afraid that you'll lose face if you capsize in the gutter!" The bear child slammed his mouth and sat back.

Rosen froze for two seconds, and after returning his attention, a smile appeared on his face. Although it was weak, his vitality was indeed absorbed, and in contrast, the magic power on the Holy Grail increased a little.

'So that's the case, apart from the similar appearance, it has nothing to do with that anal blaster? '

No wonder it is blood red. It turns out that this thing is to store vitality as magic power, either as an energy core or to replenish magic.

There is no doubt that this cup is very evil. It would be strange if King Arthur didn't strike with a sword here, but in Rosen's view, there are only evil people and no evil weapons, so quickly pick it up and throw it into the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Arash, you are here to keep the Goblet of Blood." Rosen picked up a random name and took it to the human-shaped safe. Seeing a few children curiously surrounding him, he shouted:

"Don't touch it with your hands, let alone inspire it with magic power! I don't care if I'm sucked into a mummy!"

"Hmph, is it that scary?" The kid king Mordred expressed dissatisfaction.

"You can try~~~" Rosen elongated his tone.

"Stingy, I'm not interested." Mordred put his hands behind his head and hurried away.

Maybe the cup can't suck her to death, but the furious Rosen will teach him a lesson he will never forget. The rebellious knight is 'extremely smart', so he won't do stupid things.

Without Kid King's troubles, Jack and nursery rhymes would never touch such good girls, watching a power armor move the cup to the mountain from a distance.

Avoiding the sea of ​​​​consciousness, Rosen breathed a sigh of relief. He used his ass to know how the blood cup was made. Africa has hundreds of millions of materials. There is nothing that can't be made with a huge amount of soul and flesh. ?

'Chiefs, I will use monsters as firewood in the future to avenge you. Rosen mourned for his fellow countrymen for a few seconds, sent back to Medea, and flew out of the cave.

After the core was taken away, there was nothing to see in the Gibraltar Fortress. Rosen rushed out of the gravel mountain, and saw Artoria and others coming towards him after the light returned.

Bedivere recovered well, and Gawain and Aggregwin also escaped from the chariot, but their expressions were ugly.

"Maeve escaped, but she was also struck by my sword." King Arthur strode forward with one hand on the hilt of the sword, full of apology when he spoke.

It's embarrassing to say, the three knights of the round table failed to take down Maeve, who knows how this woman's treasure is so powerful that no man can escape after being trapped inside.

"Since he inherited the name of the Seven Sins, we can no longer use the previous level of judgment." Rosen seemed to have expected that Maeve's skill in regular combat was amazing, and if she didn't have any special abilities, she would still be greedy ass.

"She can't escape. Those people lost their companions, so it's not so easy to let her go."

"Those people!?" Arturia frowned, her eyes were as sharp as a knife, and she saluted sincerely: "Your Excellency, please tell me everything!"

Sombra's identity is regarded as the top secret of the eastern countries. Although the western countries who came into contact with them after the Battle of Britain are not completely ignorant, they still have very little information.Not to mention the core secrets, no more than ten people in this world know about them.

One death and one serious injury, this is the price of the Knights of the Round Table, and it is also their right. Since they have made sacrifices, it is not too much to gain a little information.

Bedivere and the others looked at Rosen together, and the atmosphere suddenly froze.

Yuzao quietly let go of the silver-haired girl, clenched her fists under the wide cuffs, and Nero also approached Rosen. As an insider, she gave the man the right to make decisions.

'It seems that if you don't say it, you can't do it. If you talk nonsense, these stubborn guys will draw knives and chop people up! '

How could Rosen not understand, and made a gesture of invitation: "Get out of here first, I will naturally say it after getting on the boat."

"You don't occupy Gibraltar?!" King Arthur was taken aback, unbelievable.

The most important throat in Europe!How can a fortress that was occupied at a huge price just give up?

"I will occupy it, but not now." Rosen walked towards the seaside, and the plan had to be adjusted after certain situations occurred.

"Give me a reason!" Artoria yelled at the back of the man, she couldn't accept it at all.

"The goal of the campaign has been achieved by destroying the fortress, and it's time to attack the Dragon Witch. Of course, this is not the main reason—" Rosen turned around suddenly, with a serious face.

"Arturia, do you think that guy is the last black hand? Naive! Zhu's combat power is not the strongest among them!"

The cold voice conveyed the cruel reality. The pillar that nearly ten heroic spirits worked so hard to fix was not alone, and there was a team behind it!

The deathly silence, "None" may not have given the Knights of the Round Table an intuitive image, but Zhu did. It is no exaggeration to say that the three King Arthurs would not even try to deal with this mad dog!

After a brief eye contact, the knight stepped forward to follow Rosen. They were not afraid of death, but they were not stupid enough to seek their own death.

There were no more objections. After the empty transport ship arrived, the survivors retreated like a tide. Everyone's face was full of confusion, and they didn't know whether they were winning or losing.

It's a pity that the higher-ups don't care about these "little things" anymore. When the magician and half-heroic spirits boarded the ship, the Queen Mary dived directly to the bottom of the sea. The heroic spirits who had been fighting all day gathered in the captain's room. He looked up at the first place with a piercing gaze.

Under the dim candlelight, Rosen, Tamazamae, and Blackbeard stood in a row, looking at each other a few times as if recalling memories, and Rosen in the center took a step forward:

"This matter has to start with the crusade against Siberia six years ago..."

PS: The second update, please donate!

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Ahem, after half a year, I can finally open a wave of hanging (zuo) rewards (si). Since I am also afraid of women's clothing, I still set an upper limit. On the basis of two updates per day, one chapter will be added for every 100 blades. The upper limit Ten chapters!

Well, don't force it, if you understand me, you can choose to ignore it, anyway, my daily 4000 is as stable as a POI, and I never fish!Shuke conscience! !

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After the hustle and bustle, there is only loneliness.

Rosen didn't regard the events of the year as brilliant. Sacrifice, killing, destroying, and destroying these things are nothing exciting for adults, and he is not a sophomore boy who always talks about his own strength.

Dogs that can bite don't bark, and powerful people prefer to make a fortune silently. If it weren't for the Knights of the Round Table being related to the future strategy, Rosen didn't want to say these things.