In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

"What's the situation? Are you sure it's not a Roman?" The visitor was a handsome young man with black hair reaching his waist. Because he was too delicate, he looked like a woman.

It is a pity that no one dares to underestimate him, von Hohenheim Paracelsus—

This man with the same name as 'dad dad' is now one of the few high-level officials in Germany, and has served as the deputy prime minister of the empire. He is the supreme commander of the front line.

"Your Excellency, look at that flag!" A barely strong half-heroic spirit pointed to the city.

"Crescent moon? FGO? What the hell is this??" Hohenheim saw the flag at a glance, even with his memory, he didn't have the slightest impression.Not to mention modern times, even among the countless aristocratic coats of arms in the Middle Ages, no one directly drew letters.

"I don't know, but the guards here are quite strong. The third infantry battalion made a strong attack, leaving fifty corpses in an instant." The half-hero was helpless, and Germany seemed to be cursed, but every expedition went smoothly. of.

Hohenheim bit his finger, trying to identify the magic power in the city, and asked, "Where is the Roman Legion?"

"The Air Force's reconnaissance will arrive by midnight today at the latest!"

There is an agreement between the two countries, whoever grabs the territory will count. Suddenly someone intervenes and occupies the most important city of Zurich. How can Hohenheim swallow this breath.

"After the artillery arrives and build an attack position, I'll go and see where it is!" Hohenheim jumped down the mountain and walked straight into the city along the weathered road.

From a distance, he saw a huge figure at the entrance of Lake Zurich, the whole body was pitch black, some of them were engraved with magic patterns, and the armament was even armed to the teeth.

The six-barreled machine gun has become a symbol, with a machete stuck in the back, and some mechas even carry the main gun of the tank, standing there like a killing machine.

'A very powerful structure, the level is not much different from that of the original bomb. Hohenheim, who is an alchemist himself, is also an expert in this field, and he became interested immediately, wishing to disassemble the two machines and take them back to study.

The defense is strong, and the attack is not weak, but it is still a bit weak against the heroic spirits!A smile appeared on the young man's face, and his magic power quietly gathered. He decided that duplicating power armor is more important than occupying Zurich!This will be the cornerstone of the German Empire dominating the world!

"It's not good to want to be a thief~~~~" Just as he was about to launch an attack, a burst of sweet laughter came to his ears, Hohenheim was stunned for a moment, and then fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Heroic Spirits!And there are many Heroic Spirits!

There is a girl with pink hair on the front, and a man in black robe is floating above her, while on the left side of the lake stands a hideous armor with an epee on his shoulder, and on the right is another armor, which looks like a structure ancestors of things.

The strong onlookers, and the magic power of every onlooker is extraordinary, Hohenheim didn't even dare to move a finger, and asked with a sullen face:

"Are you the force called Chaldea?"

"Oh? So you recognized it?"

"Please don't underestimate Germany's intelligence level." Hohenheim smiled bitterly. Of course, he had seen the photos of Mordred, but he didn't expect the first contact between the two parties to be so unpleasant.

Four, no, five Heroic Spirits!The strength of this Chaldea is far beyond imagination.

"Come with us, Lord Rosen wants to see you." Yuzao smiled lightly, turned and left.

As if being escorted, the four heroic spirits surrounded Hohenheim and walked towards the city. The alchemist dared not speak out, but the more he watched, the more frightened he became.

The pitch-black armor is not just a few units!Along the way, he saw at least [-] units. Judging from the similar structure, this Chaldea has already started mass production!When he stepped into the church, he didn't even feel shocked this time.

The quaint hall hadn't been tidied up yet, a man was sitting on the steps, and on both sides of him, four heroic spirits were lined up, plus those who guarded him, there were more chaldeans than German heroic spirits!

No wonder dare to occupy Zurich...

Hohenheim understands everything. With such strength, which place can't Europa occupy?Even if it is placed in the world, it is a powerful force.

Every facial expression of the alchemist was in Rosen's eyes, and while he found it funny, he couldn't help but lament the wonder of fate.

When he first arrived in the West, he had chosen among three countries: Rome, Britain and Germany. In the end, the Germans were too stingy and had to choose Britain because of the mercenaries who worked hard for nothing.

It's a pity that it has only been more than a year, and the deputy prime minister of Germany is standing in front of him like an idiot.

Rosen suppressed his smile, and issued a declaration of founding with a serious face:

"Your Excellency Hohenheim, I now formally inform you and the German Empire that Zurich is occupied by Chaldea!"

PS: Tonight's World Cup finals, in fact, there is nothing to see, the Gallic chicken will win!Impossible to lose!Absolutely impossible!Two-star France is coming!

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what! ?Is it just a notification?

Hohenheim's golden pupils shrank slightly, and he felt angry because he had a good personality. He was not a bum with the Philosopher's Stone, the Elemental Sword, and the world's highest-spec props. Any country should be courteous. .

"Lord Rosen, don't you think this is too arrogant?"

"Arrogance? Against the German Empire, can humility win respect?" Rosen chuckled lightly, and walked back and forth a few steps. "The reason why beasts are feared is not because of their attitude, but because of their fangs!"

Mordred, Tamazamae, Babbage, Nursery Rhyme, Arash, Medea, Jack, Serenity Hassan, before Rosen did it, they were the sharpest fangs, and they explained a truth:

The world speaks with fists!

Rosen insisted on persuading others with the truth. If he did something, none of the German Expeditionary Force could escape. He didn't want to insult Hohenheim, so he smiled and said the truth:

"According to the basic international law, the area occupied by monsters is allocated independently by each country. In other words, Zurich was taken back by me, and the right to dispose of it belongs to Chaldea."

"Please note that the subject of the law is the country! Any private organization has no authority!" Hohenheim seized the loophole and argued hard.

"Chaldea is originally a country, or is it more acceptable to change it to Switzerland?"

Rosen's unreasonable words made the alchemist very angry, and he waved his hand, "Ridiculous! I have never heard of it!"

"So now you know." Rosen interrupted him directly, propping his head on one hand, his face full of indifference.

"The international community will not recognize it!"

Hohenheim's IQ is definitely at the top level among Heroic Spirits, and he got involved with the world when he was not strong enough.

"International society? Isn't this thing just a rubber stamp? Forget it, it's better to convince you today." Rosen looked very calm, clapped his hands lightly, and a blond girl walked out of the prayer room.