In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

"Sir Bedivere, don't be so restrained, take off your armor and sit."

"Yes." The silver helmet disappeared from the blue particles, and Bedivere revealed the casual clothes inside. Against the background of scattered silver hair, it was comparable to King Arthur's beauty, and his chest was obviously more attractive.

She stroked her hair on the side of her ears and sat gently beside Wang: "Are you still doubting about Yorkshire?"

"I always feel that there is something strange in this monster, and I have a strong premonition that the fallen heroic spirits in it definitely have the old faces of the past."

"Old face?" Bedivere pondered for a while, the memory of a thousand years ago kept flashing in his mind, and suddenly asked: "Could it be Mordred?"

As the rebellious knight who ended King Arthur's epic, she first thought of Mordred.

Hearing the name again, the girl frowned: "I don't know, if it was her, it might be easier. Forget it, don't talk about it."

King Arthur stood up and poured a glass of water for Bedivere himself, turned his head and asked, "I heard that a half-heroic spirit came to Britain for support?"

"Yes, a half-heroic spirit named Rosen came from the far east. On the surface, he came to earn commissions, but in fact he was avoiding disasters."

"Avoiding trouble?" King Arthur was a little surprised, and then showed an interesting expression in the low voice of the silver-haired knight.

"It turns out that it is really interesting. Let's not talk about strength, but the brain is very useful. I have a hunch that this half-heroic spirit may bring some surprises."

"Then I'll take good care of him myself." Bedivere nodded hurriedly, after all, his ancestral intuition has always been effective.

"That's good." King Arthur smiled. At this time, the maid reported that the bathroom was ready. The king of knights beckoned to Bedivere, signaling his most loyal knight to follow.

After a while, two battle-hardened, but still pure white bodies were revealed in the hazy fog...

Chapter 10 追踪

The streets of London are not very good-looking, and they have basically maintained their original appearance in the 21st century. As an international metropolis with millions of people, it is almost impossible for a few people to die.As long as the attackers don't release their magic power, even Heroic Spirits can't even try to find them, let alone solving murder cases. It's the police's job.

The British police...seem to be weak all the time.

Wearing a black trench coat, Rosen walked alone on the street, like a very rare foreign tourist these days.He put one hand in his pocket and held a small suitcase in the other, spitting out white frost from time to time, walking at such a fast pace that pedestrians passing by always felt like afterimages drifting by. At this speed, the entire city of London was quickly wiped out. Finished.

The people of London are still living a normal life. They should do business and go to work. Instead, Rosen, who is hanging out, has his documents checked at least ten times, and he has been called to the police five times by vigilant citizens.

"Hey, nothing unusual, is it really a few little devils who made performance art?"

As dusk approached, Rosen stood at the top of a building and had a panoramic view of most of the city.

Not far away is the rubble British Museum. Unfortunately, there is no Holy Grail War in this world, and there is no point in stealing some 'Holy Relics'.

"I told you a long time ago that there are no demonized human beings in the city of London! There are no fallen heroic spirits! You can't even be the Knights of the Round Table?" In the sea of ​​consciousness, Mordred sitting on the grass puffed out his cheeks , obviously very unhappy.

"Of course it's best not to demonize human beings. Why are you in a hurry? Do you want to look up at the stars for ten more times?"

Ordinary restaurants in the City of London are of course very low-level, with a strong British junk food style. When Mordred was clamoring for lunch before, Rosen made a special trip to order ten stars for her to deliver.

"Remember me! Don't try to escape tonight!"

As soon as he heard the menu, Mordred immediately covered his mouth.

After teasing the bear boy again, Rosen must have had a fruitful training tonight. With a light smile, his eyes radiating magical power scanned the alleys.

It was at the beginning of the lanterns that all kinds of bulls, ghosts, gods and snakes appeared in London under the night. He saw the businessmen who secretly traded contraband, the crooked drunkards, and the ladies and sisters with heavy makeup.

'It seems that King Arthur has indeed changed a lot, and finally moved from a saint to a king. 'Rosen knew that the king's ideal country should not have these evils, but unfortunately ideals are always ideals. If you want to avoid repeating the same mistakes, you can only withdraw your ideals, turn a blind eye, and try to make the power of light stronger.

If it really drives out the darkness completely, under the impetus of countless interest groups, the Knights of the Round Table will immediately change from guardians to traitors, really wait until then, is King Arthur, who is not good at using his mouth and is good at using swords, killing or infamy?

After all, Rosen, who used to be Chef Wang, felt relieved, but his eyes didn't stop. The brain ten times stronger than ordinary people kept analyzing like a supercomputer, until after standing in the cold wind for more than two hours, His eyes were placed on two shadows a kilometer away.

Those were two men, without any magic fluctuations, their suits and leather shoes seemed to be successful people who had just gotten off work. They came out of a bar and put their arms around a young lady and got into the car. There was a patrol car passing by and their expressions were normal.

Like the open society in the West, there are too many people looking for relaxation after get off work, but Rosen frowned slightly.

It's too calm, although the King of Knights turns a blind eye, but certain activities are prohibited by the British law, it's too arrogant to not shrink back!Moreover, Rosen also saw the expressions on the faces of the two men through the street lights.

Cold, calm, and without desire at all, this is not like two pig brothers who want to have sex in the car, are you asking the two young ladies to go back and talk about life?

"Good luck." Rosen smiled, stepped forward, and fell from the top of the nearly [-]-meter-high building. He unloaded several times on the way, and only splashed some dust when he landed on the ground.

"Have you found something?" The rebellious knight who felt the movement from the outside world was fully recovered.

"Yes, there are two big men who asked Miss Sister to do an indescribable exercise." Rosen ran with all his strength, his body pulling out an afterimage on the road, and all the cars beside him were left behind.

"There are so many things like this in London! Rosen, are you a pervert??"

"You think I want to watch the battle? If it wasn't for a certain heroic spirit that was useless and couldn't even act as a bait, would I have to work so hard?" Rosen rolled his eyes, really, this guy couldn't help at all.

If you put on a black silk skirt for her, even if her figure is a little flat, it will always be attractive.

"Bait?" Mordred was stunned for a moment, then let out a deafening roar: "Rosen! I'm going to kill you!"

Thoroughly annoyed the rebellious knight, Rosen quickly cut off his mental connection, and by the way, stepped on a few steps and jumped to the street lamp next to him, straightening his back and looking forward in a posture similar to a king.

This is a mid-range community that can be seen everywhere. There are about five apartments standing in front of it. It’s just that there was a monster infiltration incident here a few years ago. Although it was quickly quelled by the army, there are very few people who dare to continue to live there, and This is far from the urban area where the Knights of the Round Table are located. Even if some magic power leaks out in such a remote place, it is not easy for Heroic Spirits to detect.

It's the perfect crime scene.

After observing the terrain, Rosen nodded. There were very few residents and the surveillance was incomplete. As long as people were killed here and the corpses were thrown in another place, it would be really difficult to find out the group of chickens in a short period of time.

However, are you thinking wrong?

Rosen scratched his head, demonizing the general wisdom of human beings. It is difficult for them to engage in such meticulous killings. According to their style, it should not be random killing, throwing corpses on the spot, and then slaughtering all the witnesses to create perfection A murder scene?

But he thought about it, and it was always right to go and see, and it would not be a loss anyway.