In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

Rosen turned his head and saw that the purple-haired royal sister, who was sitting alone by the window, was raising her glass to greet her, while His Majesty King Arthur, who should accompany her... was fighting to the death with a roast suckling pig.

As for the big party between the two countries, what does it mean to eat alone...

The King's Stomach cannot be profaned, and Rosen, the guest, has no choice but to slowly walk towards Skaha.

PS: Open your mouth and ask for food, if there is no vote, I will be very empty!Every day, I was in a panic of whether it would collapse.

PS2: Skaha and Duo Mao, put a long line to catch big fish.

Chapter 86 Are you interested in learning from me?

The purple-haired sister Yu sat leaning on the edge of the window, her legs folded together, making the black stockings more attractive, with big breasts, slender waist, and long legs. With this devilish figure, it is no wonder that countless people knelt under the black silk thighs.

Her face is calm, but not as rigid as the other queen in the hall, but more like a watcher of the world, but sometimes she can't help but end.

But Rosen knew that this was just the tip of the iceberg that she revealed, and deep down she was seeking death. Although this one did not find a way, her obsession with seeking death spread like a curse.

Whether it was her disciple or Dilumduo, who was lying down and was shot, one by one died miserably in a certain time and space.

Seeming to have figured out something, Rosen kept his distance and said hello calmly: "First meeting, Her Majesty."

Skaha didn't answer immediately, those red eyes full of demonic wisdom stared at each other, as if to see through the man in front of him.

But it is a pity that the fog in front of him still covers everything, and the man is hidden in the deepest part of the fog, unable to see even the slightest clue.

Interesting indeed... that rumor might be true.

Skaha thought of this, and said in the voice of a mature royal sister: "Call me Skaha, as the warrior who saved Britain, you are qualified to call me by my name."

Not only the warrior who saves Britain, but also the hero who saves the Far East, her fighting intentions are boiling, but she does not act, as if she has doubts.

Although this man is strong, he is still far from that great achievement.

Rosen saw Skaha's suspicion, and also understood that the royal sister could not be fooled by words, and could only bow humbly.

"It's overrated, everything is due to King Arthur, I just did some minor work."

"Excessive modesty can turn into arrogance, Rosen. Or what are you afraid of?"

"I caused some trouble in the past, but it's not a big problem." In the face of one of the strictest people in the world, Rosen didn't bother to talk nonsense.

"Really? An existence that can make warriors like you feel troublesome must be quite powerful." Skaha was interested, how powerful an existence can make this man escape.

"It's a bit strong, but there is still a gap compared to you, and this trouble has nothing to do with strength."

That was a debt, and he wasn't black enough to kill someone with a knife.

"Is that so..." Skaha was stunned, brushed his purple hair on the side of his ear, and suddenly changed the subject, "Are you interested in going to Ireland with me, Cuchulain must get along very well with you."

African-African friendship?

The corners of Rosen's mouth twitched. Now he wants to be friends with the European Emperor, but he has no interest in Lucky E guys. Besides, what's so good about Ireland, should he go to see the potato fields or wrestle with a group of fighters all day?

"No, my next destination has been decided." Rosen chose to refuse.

"What a pity, I originally came to teach you some skills." Sister Yu frowned slightly, and she clearly saw infinite possibilities in him, the kind of possibility that could kill herself.

A heroic spirit standing at the top of the world is willing to teach skills. About 99% of existences in this world will immediately agree to it. Unfortunately, Rosen has a natural dislike for the profession of spearmen, so he made an excuse:

"Don't be in a hurry, Ireland's situation is so stable, there will be more opportunities in the future."

"It's not, since Scotland was pacified, Maeve's child has disappeared." Skaha seemed to have a headache, and none of these children made people worry, so he had to come out of the Land of Shadows.

As a king, nearly [-] million people in Ireland need to be managed. This country at the end of the world is not rich, so many people can't eat potatoes to survive.So when she came to Britain this time, she also signed a lot of agreements, looking forward to the two countries working together.

It's not about mercy, it's about responsibility from God.

Rosen knew that Ireland was usually managed by Maeve, and he was a little surprised to hear the disappearance of the humanoid juicer, but he quickly understood the strangeness.

"Maeve has already fallen, she sensed the danger." He said with certainty.

"Although I had doubts for a long time, I didn't find any demonic aura on her."

"Because this guy has gone beyond ordinary demonization and has become a Morgan-like existence." Rosen had to sigh that King Arthur was of pure European blood. If there was no Skaha on the side, Britain would not be able to withstand the attack of the two existences. .

Incarnated as 'that one', the original experience is useless, and can no longer be measured only by the power of legends.

The intelligence of the two countries has been shared. Even if Rosen has reservations, Skaha and King Arthur can still guess something. Their frowning brows gradually loosened. There is not much resentment for being betrayed, just a sigh:

"If this is the fate of the child, there is nothing to say."

"Aren't you worried that she will come back to trouble you?"

"Why worry? I don't see any possibility."

Maeve couldn't kill herself, and Skaha didn't feel lucky, but felt a little regret.She stood up from the window, the huge 'human heart' on her chest was not affected by gravity, it was still so round.

"When things settle down in Ireland, I'll leave the country and take a good look at the world."

"Looking for the strong?"

"No, it's to look for the possibility, the unknown possibility."

.......

Rosen was a little speechless about the Irish heroic spirit. He was either a black charcoal, or he was attracting butterflies, and the head was a suicide maniac.

To change it to a few years ago, he really wanted to help Skaha and let the other party try the taste of death, but now Rosen is helpless and can only lift his glass lightly.