In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

"Yes, Lord Knight Commander." The chef hurried over, glanced at the empty plates on the table, and gave Rosen a thumbs up in his heart.

Just look at His Majesty's appetite, he really is a hero!

This was Rosen's most satisfying meal in a year. All kinds of delicacies kept coming up. He just opened his mouth to eat it. When he ate all the food, he hiccupped with satisfaction.

"Are you full?" Bedivere smiled slightly.

"I'm full, thank you for your hospitality." Rosen felt a little embarrassed seeing that the silver-haired knight didn't move much: "You know, this is also a way to replenish magic power, take this opportunity to replenish more."

"I understand." Bedivere thought of the king he served, and didn't have much doubt, just asked: "But looking at your appearance, it seems that... er, lack of nutrition?"

This kind of meal will definitely cost a lot of money outside, but as a half-heroic spirit who travels around the world and hunts monsters, it will not even save money for meals.

Rosen's hand trembled a little while holding the water glass, but he quickly returned to normal and replied with a smile, "No matter how rich you are, you have to spend it all."

"That's true." Bedivere turned his head to the side and thought for a while before asking further.

In fact, MI[-]'s intelligence has already explained that Rosen has purchased a large number of holy spar, and it can be said that he purchased it from various channels at all costs. It is strange that Bedivere did not see any holy spar items from him.

Like hundreds of holy spar stones evaporated out of thin air, no one knows where these stones flowed to.

But as a knight, Bedivere did not like to pursue other people's secrets, as long as they did not threaten Britain's interests.

"Dinner has already been used. Let the attendant take you to rest now. Please forgive me for not being able to accompany me in person." The silver-haired knight stood up and politely extended his right hand.

"Okay, let's go." Rosen shook hands with him and followed a servant out of the restaurant.

The dormitory was right next to the Military Affairs Department, and Rosen walked all the way, recalling today's meeting with the Knights of the Round Table Bedivere. In conscience, these Knights of the Round Table are the best employers to get along with.

He is upright and does not play conspiracies. Even if he knows that he has secrets, he will not be too curious. He is much better than some regular customers.

'It's just that the situation in Britain is... worrying. ' Rosen remembered the contents of the note and shook his head slightly.

Because of some historical issues, the relationship between Britain and neighboring countries is not very good. If it weren't for monsters, it is estimated that friction between Ireland, Britain, and France would have broken out long ago.

The matter of history and national interests cannot be determined by the will of a few heroic spirits. Just like France on the other side of the strait, Joan of Arc is the head of state, and cannot impose her own will on the entire country. A bishop , A dwarf is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Regions and politics limit the starting point of Heroic Spirits' thinking, and Heroic Spirits from different periods are easy to form gangs, plus religious factors——

Strong as the King of Heroes will also have a headache because some people are halal.

Rosen sees it very clearly. Heroic spirits are also human beings. No matter how great a hero is, it is impossible for them to be perfect. What a good thing, ironically speaking, the peace of the world is maintained by the greatest enemy.

'Fortunately, there are monsters, otherwise how would the world be so lively?How can it be fun? '

Rosen looked at the bright moon outside the corridor and smiled quietly.

"Sir, we're here." At this moment, the attendant in front had already opened the door, and the attendant noticed that Rosen was lost in thought, and didn't interrupt until he opened the door. He handed the key to Rosen and immediately retired:

"Let's go first, and call me if you need anything. Tomorrow's breakfast will still be in the restaurant on the first floor."

"Thank you." Rosen kept smiling, looking around the room by the way.

This should be a high-standard guest house. Although no one has lived in it for a long time, it is very clean and has a large area. It even comes with a gym of hundreds of square meters, but the furnishings are very simple, and the British knight culture is everywhere.

Rosen picked up a 50KG barbell and played with it, and quickly put it back on the shelf. After walking around the room, he found that there were no other technology products except a refrigerator and a TV.

'Do these ancient people really dislike modern kinky techniques? ' Rosen shrugged, without judging whether the neglect was wrong, he walked straight to the middle of the training ground and sat down cross-legged. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes abruptly.

After a while, the magic power and the spiritual power boiled at the same time, and the red light seemed to burn on the body. The fluctuations similar to the release of the Noble Phantasm caused many Knights of the Round Table in the Military Affairs Department to look at them at the same time, but after finding that the magic power was very stable, they all retracted their sights. , just muttering in my heart:

Are half-heroic spirits training so hard?

Rosen doesn't care what others think, his magic power no longer rises a little after reaching a certain level, instead it beats regularly.After a few seconds, all the spiritual power and magic power gathered in the sea of ​​consciousness, and at the same time came a low voice:

"Leere fantasien!"

When I opened my eyes again, what I saw was no longer the guest house, but the endless plain, and the rebellious knight who was looking for you to settle the account a few meters away!

PS: The first update, ask for a ticket~

Chapter 5 training should be life-threatening!

Mordred stared at Rosen with a pair of ancestral holy cyan eyes, his sharp eyes seemed to be engraved on his face.

"Yo, I didn't expect you to have the courage to come in. I won't forget those arrogant words during the day."

"You think I want to come in? I also have a headache raising a guy who only eats magic and doesn't work." Rosen also laughed, stretched his finger forward, and a lit cigarette appeared in his finger without warning. In the middle of the crack, he took a beautiful sip, shook his head and said, "So the only way to squeeze someone's residual value every night is."

Rosen's expression is a bit complicated. Since the war a few years ago, this rebellious knight who is difficult to get along with is the only heroic spirit he has on hand. No.

Countless "thank you for your patronage" has made him numb, except for some dresses, he has never even seen the hair of the heroic spirit, if this Mordred can come to the world to help, that's all, but God made a big joke for him again :

The magic power cannot be supported, and it can only be used as a high-level sparring for the time being.

Looking at Mordred's increasingly ugly face, Rosen snuffed out the cigarette butt and said, "Come on, don't waste your time."

"It's really embarrassing to ask you to vent with me every night, Master!" Mordred grinned grimly, without any emotion of 'thank you'.

Every inch of the ground cracked, and the crimson magic power circulated around the body. Suddenly, the light flashed. A set of white armor with red lines completely covered the girl's body. Even that beautiful face was covered by a horn helmet. The murderous aura can make the skin tingle even from a distance, and in an instant, the little girl has turned into a killing machine.

"It's so exaggerated every time." Feeling the oncoming super magic power, Rosen shrugged, but he regained his seriousness in an instant, and a red and black magic power emerged from his feet.

[Magic Dress - Chaldea Battle Suit! 】

As soon as the voice fell, Rosen's original black windbreaker had been replaced by a tight battle suit made of unknown materials. Seeing that Mordred was ready to charge, he immediately stretched out his right hand:

[Concept Dress - Qing Sujian! 】