In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

"Knight Commander Bedivere, I'm sorry, there is no clue as well."

Bedwell's mouth twitched. I don't know this, I don't know that, every year, tens of millions of pounds are thrown into the research department, is it all a waste?

The sad knight Tristan on the side did not change his expression. He knew that Britain's investment was not more than one-third of China's.

"Then the result of the battle should be investigated."

Magic detection technology is not good, but the restoration of the battle results relies more on trace comparison and on-site restoration, similar to restoring the murder scene.

The half-heroic spirit quickly took out a piece of paper and explained while drawing:

"Judging from the situation restored on the scene, there should have been a small-scale battle before the battle between the two sides. Judging from the remaining traces of magic power, it should be a high-level monster. Then, the breath belonging to Jack the Ripper appeared, and one of them has been from this position. . . …”

"Say the result directly!" Tristan covered his forehead with sadness on his face. These subordinates are not very capable, and there is a lot of nonsense.

"Yes, the result is that two fallen heroic spirits were eliminated." The coercion belonging to heroic spirits made the man with glasses tremble.

"That's right, you step back." The red-haired knight waved his hand and hurriedly let this guy get out.

The unfortunate half-heroic spirit finally left, and the two Knights of the Round Table looked at each other with a wry smile. It seemed that some departments in this country should be rectified. No one was found, and they were all wasting time by talking nonsense.

It's a pity that the situation is tense now, and for the time being, the idiots can only continue to manage.

"The result is at least good. It can be considered that a piece of heart disease has been removed, but who is the person who eliminated the fallen heroic spirit?" Tristan touched his chin, his mind turned rapidly.

"Could it be that the Secretary of the Aegis led someone to do it? He has always been far-sighted." Bedivere made a conjecture.

"Forget it, we all know the strength of Argonaut. It's okay to deal with a Jack, plus another stronger Heroic Spirit, who will destroy who?"

"That means my king returned from Ireland with reinforcements?"

"This is impossible..." Tristan frowned and thought for a moment, then replied: "How could those Irish warriors sneak into London and find the monster's lair accurately."

He turned out all the investigation records from last night and placed them on the table in chronological order:

"Lord Bedivere, look, this is the investigation report of Scotland Yard. Two cases of extermination were found out of twenty-five homicides. After exploration, it was confirmed that all those killed were demonized people! So the belligerents are Those who kill in order have already confirmed the target location, and it is absolutely impossible to do it without a lot of intelligence work."

Tristan smiled wryly when he said this. The London Police Department destroyed many dens of demonized people, but the efficiency was far less than that of this person. He ran hundreds of kilometers overnight, killed dozens of people in a row, and slaughtered two. Fallen Heroic Spirit, is it because a legendary swordsman has arrived?

"You mean... this person has been secretly investigating serial murders for a long time?" Bedivere tilted his head, and a name popped into his mind.

Is it that Rosen?She didn't have time to contact her since she moved out from the Military Affairs Department last time. This half-heroic spirit has motives and time, and has the most information, but she can't do it unless...

"Could it be that one of them was investigating, and the attacker was another, and at least a Heroic Spirit above the median?"

"It's possible, but well, don't disturb this excellency if he doesn't want to show his face." Tristan is very rational, there are many heroic spirits in the world, what if he is a hermit?

However, Bedivere's curiosity had been aroused, and he was about to speak, but was stopped by Tristan's hand.

"Sir Bedivere, this is the end of the matter. If you have any suspects, you can contact them privately, but now the top priority is to seize this opportunity to unite the forces of all parties. It happens that London is calm, and you can free up your hands to do other things. ."

He went to see Edward from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs two days ago, but unfortunately the other party didn't call the Knights of the Round Table at all, saying that it was not in line with etiquette, when would the king listen to a mere knight's conditions.

Tristan, who has a grey nose, can't do anything. This kind of thorn can only be cleaned up when His Majesty returns. Before that, he can only rely on himself.

However, Bedivere suddenly heard the meaning behind the words, frowned and asked: "You are leaving London, and the war in the north is tense again?"

"Yes, the Monster Army launched an offensive again, and Lord Lancelot requested reinforcements, especially supplies." The red-haired knight shook his head and smiled bitterly:

"You know who controls all the supplies in London. This time the Jack the Ripper case was resolved smoothly. I'd like to see what reason the guy has."

With the special nature of the Knights of the Round Table, Bedivere has no choice but to warn: "Don't mess around."

"How come, I just don't want His Majesty to be sad when he comes back." Tristan didn't say much, and slowly put on his cloak.

He had already reported to King Arthur privately about the Argonaut matter. His Majesty wanted to wait until she came back, but the monsters suddenly stepped up their offensive, and Tristan couldn't wait any longer.

If Argonaut still stays in London with conspiracy theories, he will bring reinforcements to the north by himself. It is up to Your Majesty to judge what is right and what is wrong!

Bedwell watched Tristan leave helplessly. She couldn't stop it, and she had no right to stop it. The Knights of the Round Table were scattered now, and it was impossible to hold a meeting to discuss. The key point was that the affairs of Ireland were equally important. To leave everything behind and return home.

In the end, it's just some differences between the Knights of the Round Table. Everyone is dedicated to the country and has no personal grudges. It's just that the ideas and methods are different, and Bedivere can understand it.

'Fortunately, London will calm down soon, and when our king returns with Irish reinforcements, everything will be settled. '

She thought to herself that when she stood up and left the conference room, she happened to be taking advantage of the peace after the crisis to do something, such as a half-heroic spirit that was about to be forgotten...

Chapter 36 The Guardian of Silence

The Knights of the Round Table breathed a sigh of relief. The BBC morning news immediately broadcasted the great news that 'Jack the Ripper' had been brought to justice. By the way, the aerial photos of the battle site were attached. Of course, the killer became a British heroic spirit. .

The ruin-like battle ruins are extremely eye-catching. Some residents who lived there can't even recognize them. The civilians whose imaginations are limited by their weakness are startled. The destructive power of battles between these heroic spirits is so great! ?

Many people who are involved in things suddenly realize that heroic spirits are not politicians of the old era. They can be disgraced by the media. If they really want to tear their faces, they are not even ants.

It happened that the London police began to search for the remaining monsters in a net-like manner, and the army also swept the suburbs at the same time. There were no victims for several days, and the serial murder case that had been buzzing gradually calmed down.

The trend of public opinion has also begun to change, and the keyboard warriors have suddenly dropped a lot. Although the aftermath is still there, the big influence has disappeared.

"That's right, a bunch of spoiled guys have long forgotten the horror of Heroic Spirits."

In a certain hotel, Rosen was sitting on the sofa drinking beer, watching the TV host announce how many demonized people he had killed, and couldn't help but smile.

If he is a knight of the round table, he doesn't need to be suppressed, he will broadcast the liberation of the Noble Phantasm live, and see how many monsters can be killed with a 'one shot', these people will naturally sit upright.

However, Rosen was most interested in the fact that the behind-the-scenes instigator was still a little brainy. Seeing that nothing could be done, he immediately pulled away. Recently, a lot of corpses were fished out of the Thames River.

They have different identities and different methods of death. Some are like robbery cases, some are like accidents, and the police can't investigate them clearly.