In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

On the side of the runway at the airport, Agguiwen, who had just arrived, looked at the black aircraft taxiing on the runway with a cold face.

I remember that when Rosen came last time, he took a broken ship, and the Military Affairs Department sent a captain to dismiss it. Now things are different, someone else drove a monster plane, and landed directly at the London airport without saying hello.

"The plane called SR or something is a product of the old era." Sun Knight Gao Wen also came, and he just had a make-up lesson with a military expert.

"The technology of the old era is so powerful??"

The detailed data of the Blackbird has been dug out from a pile of garbage in the Ministry of Military Affairs. The length of the aircraft is 32.74 meters, the height of the aircraft is 5.64 meters, the maximum take-off weight is 77.11 tons, the maximum flight speed is 3.2 times the speed of sound, and it can fly 30000 meters.

Not to mention Aggavin himself, even King Arthur couldn't do it.

"So there are merits in the old era. Hey, look at that Chaldea, isn't it a combination of magic and technology to create a floating battleship?"

"It is my responsibility to ignore the development of technology."

After a long sigh, it was too difficult for two knights with long swords to understand the core technology of the United States.

With the emergence of weapons such as the origin bomb, the weapons of the old era will be rejuvenated. Aggawi kept it in mind and decided to go back to Rolls-Royce, which has become a car manufacturer, to develop a new generation of fighters. .

"Gao Wenqing, Aggui Wenqing, what are you talking about?" Arturia, who was wearing a royal blue quilt and a crown on her head, also came. Rosen was no longer what she used to be, and it would be against chivalry not to come out to greet her.

"We are talking about old age technology, maybe we can find a way to make the national power go further."

King Arthur, who has always been serious and rigid, seemed very happy to hear them talking about business.

"Well, as long as the 'dream of a strong army' can be realized, you can find all the methods yourself. Don't worry now, let's prepare to welcome His Excellency Rosen."

Agguiwen glanced at the jet-black fighter that was bigger than the passenger plane next to it, thinking that the dream of a strong British army must first kill this man, otherwise no matter how many weapons are made, they can only be placed in the armory. rust.

It's a pity that the opponent's record after Ni Hong's return is too horrifying: he was named the king of a different surname in the Great Qin Dynasty, pacified Uruk, and killed Sombra face to face.

'He is no longer the mercenary in the woods...'

The black knight sighed dejectedly, kill Rosen?Kill in a dream!

At this moment, Rosen had already pushed open the hatch, took a breath of the choking fresh air of Britain, and saw a group of people standing beside the runway.

He came in a hurry, and the military band and the like hadn't come yet, but he still smiled when he saw that all the top knights of the round table had arrived.

Give considerable courtesy, he likes this kind of humble person.

The gangway went up, and before Rosen climbed out, Mordred in the front seat jumped out of the cabin and ran towards King Arthur.

"Father, look at the gift Rosen gave me!"

Mordred didn't know how to be modest, and he didn't know how to look at the occasion. A group of heroic spirits who had greeted Rosen froze there, who knew how the brat followed.In the past, King Arthur either reprimanded or ignored him, but now he nodded with a smile.

Although it was a bit stiff, it was enough for Mordred. The past two days were drinking and racing, and he also received two best gifts. Everything was like a dream.

Who knows where Artoria got her patience today, to listen to Mordred chattering about how it feels to fly a plane.Rosen tactfully stood at a distance to leave time for the father and son, and waited until Agguiwen took the initiative to find the bear boy to exchange feelings, and then walked over slowly.

"Long time no see, Arturia."

"It's been about a year, thank you for saving me from the origin." The girl saluted as a knight.

"I'm not that good. On the contrary, the trip to Neon has caused you a lot of trouble. I'm sorry about Bedivere."

"Victory is always accompanied by sacrifice. Killing Gilgamesh is the best consolation. The consequences of the King of Heroes falling into darkness are unimaginable." This rationalist knows she's right.

Gilgamesh is not only powerful, but also the head of state of one of the five permanent members of the world. If it blossoms from the center of the Eurasian continent, at least the three powers will usher in catastrophe.

"Everything must be nippled in the bud." Rosen confided in his heart, making a 'please' gesture, "I'm here in Britain this time, I have business to talk about."

Everyone got into the car, and Rosen naturally shared a car with King Arthur. Mordred wanted to squeeze in, but was forcibly pulled away by two knights. Impeccable.

When the string of black limousines was on the road, Arturia in the center car opened her green eyes, and Rosen's scalp was numb,

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong??"

"No, I just have one more thing to thank you for." The girl turned her head to look out the window, and the iron-like knight king showed a rare tenderness, "Thank you for Mordred's matter."

Rosen was taken aback, he was always upset, he didn't say much, and turned his head to the side.

Nima, I am both drinking and seeing off the plane, so why is it not as useful as Wang Zhismile, but he can tell Artoria confidently.

"You're welcome, I will make up for your negligence."

Chapter 440 This British National Destiny Is Too Difficult

Buckingham Palace, Main Hall.

Compared with the main hall of Efang Palace, I don't know how much smaller it is here. If Ying Zheng came here, she would probably ridicule the pettiness of the barbarians. After all, the main hall where she went to court was not much smaller than the entire Buckingham Palace, and she could just find a room and come out. A 'small place' with round tables.But Rosen thinks it's pretty good, and it always contains a little bit of delicacy.

I remember that the last time I came here was to find a father for the bear child, but now that I have revisited the old place, the main hall looks even more solemn.

The surviving knights of the round table were all sitting around the table, and Mordred also had a stern face, not as arrogant as usual.He stood at the door and scanned around, only to find two unfamiliar faces.

Their costumes were completely different from those of Gao Wen and others. They did not have armored swords, but instead wore dark blue military uniforms from the [-]th century decorated with medals, with muskets and command knives pinned to their waists.

"This is Knight Arthur Wellesley, Duke of Wellington." Arturia first introduced the handsome young man on the left, then looked at the soldier with a firm face and no right arm on the right, "and This is Horatio Nelson, Viscount Nelson."

Wellington and Nelson? ?

Rosen was also a little surprised. After the situation in Britain eased, the Knights of the Round Table actually joined two great gods. These two guys will not be weaker than Mordred.

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Rosen nodded slightly, always holding his head up and using his nostrils to see if someone was mentally disabled or had cervical spondylosis.

Not being rude, the two smiled and took off their white gloves and walked to the side.