In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

Hearing Rosen's affirmative answer, Mordred froze for a while, sitting on the ground and rubbing his hair fiercely: "It doesn't matter! Even if he becomes a heroic spirit, he will be destroyed! I want to see, just What's the deal with the murderer!"

"I want to say that others have subordinate power, do you believe it?"

"Absolutely don't believe it!!" Mordred didn't hesitate, even if he was famous, his power was still in the lower ranks. When is it so easy to become a heroic spirit, you can become a lower heroic spirit by killing a few people, and the heroes of thousands of years have What kind of! ?

Rosen smiled without saying a word. He was the only one in the world who knew the true body of 'Jack', which was his biggest reliance besides strength.

There are many heroic spirits in the world, and there are always a few who are known to the world standing in the foreground. There are many more heroic spirits hidden under the shadows. Even if they meet each other, they have to guess each other's real names.

After all, the era of these heroes is too long. With a few abstract paintings, who knows who this is, as for judging magic power?Sorry, there are too many ways to hide magic power.

Therefore, Rosen has repeatedly seized the opportunity by virtue of his expertise. Take Camilla from the TV just now as an example. Others can't see anything except that this woman is 'extremely popular'.

'Never mind, it's no big deal if you bump into Jack. '

There's no way...that bastard's first task is to investigate London. In order not to be promoted to chief, some risks are still to be taken.

When it was time to go out, Rosen took out his mobile phone and wanted to make a cross-ocean call, but then he thought that he was tracked by some troublesome guy, and let him go back.

Hey, forget it, let's solve this little problem by yourself...

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In the conference room of Buckingham Palace, the knights of the round table gathered together. Today, they changed the meeting place to the palace against common sense because the situation is becoming more and more urgent, and they must disturb the king's cultivation.

On one side of the wall hangs a huge oil painting of King Arthur. In the painting, the king rides his horse and whips his whip, holds the holy sword high, and looks straight at the venue with firm eyes - those knights of the round table who are relied on by the king!

This is the kingdom of knights, and none of the heroic spirits present are wearing casual clothes.

And most of the thirteen seats in total were also empty. Except for a knight who did not come, the long and cruel war also lost some heroic spirits. King Arthur wanted to add, but because other heroic spirits in Britain were not very interested, in the end they could only Endless.

Before Wang arrived, the knights in the conference room were chatting. This was also their characteristic. The level of position only had an impact on certain occasions. On weekdays, everyone was an equal companion, and they got along a lot more casually.

Bedivere, whom Rosen had only met yesterday, was sitting on the right side of the round table, playing with a piece of intelligence in his hand, tilting his head and wondering what he was thinking. At this time, Tristan, who was next to her, leaned over and squinted. Eye intelligence, frowned and asked:

"Rosen? It's the half-heroic spirit you received yesterday. How do you feel?"

"It's okay, there's no problem with fighting ordinary monsters." Bedwell didn't know if Rosen could fight, but he could only infer from his previous record.

"It's a drop in the bucket, it's really sad." Tristan shook his head and continued to look down, this time his frown deepened: "Oh? This guy actually got into trouble, no wonder he came to Britain, Lord Bedwell, are you sure? Isn't this guy here to take refuge?"

The silver-haired knight was stunned for a moment, rubbing his smooth chin. MI[-]'s information was very detailed. Even if Rosen didn't say it, some secrets could not escape the investigation, but Bedivere said fairly:

"This is a private matter and should not affect the battle. Besides, this Lord Rosen went out this morning. I heard that he is going to solve the serial murder case."

When it comes to the serial murder case, both of them are a little silent. The Knights of the Round Table are good at killing enemies in the battlefield, but they are not so good at conducting investigations. It is a pity that Sherlock Holmes is nowhere to be found, otherwise this matter would have been investigated long ago. .

"It doesn't matter, Lord Tristan, I will follow up on this matter. As long as the murderer dares to expose it, I will definitely cut off his head!"

"No, no, it's my responsibility to solve him, Lord Bedivere, you just need to take good care of this half-heroic spirit." The Knights of the Round Table are very responsible, and Tristan will definitely not take the blame.

Bedivere, who was instinctively uneasy, wanted to say something. At this time, the thick oak door of the conference room was pushed open. With the sound of iron boots hitting the ground, the attendant shouted:

"Your Majesty is here—"

PS: Second update, I haven't been so diligent in a long time, no, I've always been so diligent!

Chapter 8 吾王

'Swish'

The knights of the round table ended their chat and stood up at the same time as if they were one person. There was a crisp sound when the armor and the long sword collided with each other, and everyone's eyes turned to the door at the same time.

This is the Knights of the Round Table. Except for the 'Children of the Mountain', the most powerful heroes of the whole came, even if everyone has some small problems, but on the whole, they are a group of righteous people full of glory and responsibility. Only they, Britain, can withstand several monster attacks, and they are also listed as the top five hooligans in the world.

By the way, the bald eagles and hairy bears of the past are cold, and today's five rogues are: China, France, Britain, Greece and Uruk!The rest of Rome, Neon, Ireland, etc. are only second best for various reasons.

The footsteps at the door got closer and closer, and finally, a petite girl wearing a crown, silver breastplate, and a dark blue plush cape walked into the conference room. Her blonde hair was tied with blue ribbons. She looks like a dignified and beautiful noble girl, but her pretty face is full of seriousness, and even the hair on the top of her head is full of the majesty of a king. She glanced at her and nodded, including the Knights of the Round Table.

This is King Arthur Arturia Pantragon, the protector of Britain!One of the heroic spirits standing at the top of the world!I don't know how much blood of monsters and fallen heroic spirits was stained with that holy sword!Neither the king of Babylon nor the emperor of the East dared to underestimate her.

With incomparable majesty, the blond girl came to the side of the round table, pressing her hands down and said, "Your Excellency, please take a seat."

There was another sound of weapons colliding, and the six knights of the round table sat down at the same time.

Regardless of historical traditions or mutual relations, the British court was not as hierarchical as that of China, and there were not so many cumbersome etiquettes. After King Arthur also sat down, the meeting began immediately.

Knight Lancelot recently acted for military affairs, so he got up first and walked to the side of the conference room. He pulled the rope to reveal an electronic map the size of a wall. He picked up a wooden stick and pointed to the map and explained:

"My king, gentlemen. After Yorkshire was breached, the main force of the monster army is still standing still in the city and there is no sign of going south, but the vanguard of Chimera and the undead is advancing west and south."

Two small red arrows were marked out, two thin defensive lines were broken through, and finally stopped in Leeds.

The venue fell into a dead silence. Everyone knew that this meant a large number of casualties of ordinary soldiers, which would have a major impact on the future war situation.

The population of Britain was originally small. After Scotland became a devil's den and Ireland was divided, the available young and middle-aged people were even scarcer, and fewer cowards were able to go to the battlefield.

Artoria on the throne is somewhat envious of the other great powers, and the battle is just the population. In contrast, although Britain is not weak in the power of Heroic Spirits, the population is too small, but this envy only lasted for a moment. , The King of Knights with a heart like steel returned to normal in an instant, she stroked the hilt of the holy sword, raised her head and asked:

"Sir Lancelot, please make an assessment of the situation in the north."

"Yes." Lancelot nodded, and the scale of the electronic map gradually increased. They have been in modern times for a long time, and they can skillfully manipulate high-tech items.

"Master Wellington, who was on a defensive mission in the north, mentioned in his report that the vanguard of the monsters is not worth mentioning, and there are no fallen heroic spirits. The reason for breaking through the two lines of defense is to deliberately weaken the strength, and now it is consumed in the city of Leeds. Do your best."

"He thought it was a kind of spying, and he also sent Sir Robin Hood to investigate behind the enemy. The latest information has not been sent back. As for the west—"

"Lord Cromwell thinks that a certain force should be left in case of a possible Irish attack."