Full-time Heroic Spirit starting from Douluo

【Who are you? 】

Three simple words appeared on the clear mirror again. Shi Chen frowned slightly, his face changed slightly, and he felt a little confused.

"Is my previous speculation wrong, or...these mirrors not only have the function of complementing the quality of the projection treasure..."

suddenly,

"I thought of it,"

A scene from "Absolute Warcraft Front" suddenly recalled in his mind:

At that time, in order to discuss the plan of "how to trap the earth mother goddess Tiamat into the underworld", the wise king Gilgamesh summoned a mirror that could communicate with the underworld and Ereshkigal, the goddess of the underworld, through the air. .

"Hey...the oldest video call in mankind..."

【Who are you? 】

[Why are you trapping me here? 】

Where do you start talking about this... Shichen frowned, he patted the Seat of Heroes and asked in a bad tone:

"Did you trap people here?"

I will never bear this responsibility!

"boom……"

The Seat of Heroes bumped up dissatisfiedly, and at the same time bumped against someone's troubled buttocks again.

"Oh, it's not you,"

If it's not the fault of the Seat of Heroes, then who could it be?No, who is this person... Shi Chen thought about it for a long time, then said after careful consideration:

"You are Ereshkigal..."

There was no reaction, and there was no change in the smooth mirror surface.

Voice input doesn't work... Shi Chen walked down the stairs and changed his method, using a pointing pen to draw on the mirror:

"You are Ereshkigal..."

Still no response.

Hey, what are you doing?Typing, chatting and voice input are not working. If you break the mirror and play with me... I thought a little depressingly.

[Since you don’t want to tell me your name, can you let me go? 】

"I want you to leave too, this is my territory,"

Shi Chen crossed his legs, put his hand on his forehead, and said in a helpless tone: "I don't know how to let you leave."

The other party's messages came over again and again, causing Shi Shi to have a headache.

Uncertain unknowns are the most annoying.

Leaning on the high chair behind him, Shi Chen thought for a moment.

What is the reason why messages cannot be sent through finger touch typing or voice input? Do I have to use soul power?Or there must be some important key opportunity... He recalled the memory of watching anime in his previous life.

"I remember, Gilgamesh seemed..."

As he spoke, Shi Chen's right thumb was close to his middle finger, and then he rubbed it hard, rubbing it against his index finger.

"Snapped!!!"

Immediately afterwards, a clear snap of fingers echoed in the hall.

The next moment, the floor tiles occupied by the eight high-backed stone chairs beside the bronze stone table below were like a lake, with a layer of golden ripples rising again.

"Keng, Keng, Keng..."

The eight high-backed stone chairs began to slowly descend one after another, and began to merge into the golden ring, as if they were stuck in an unextricable quagmire.

Finally, disappeared without a trace.

The moment the bronze and stone table disappeared, Shi Chen clearly sensed:

The fluctuation of mental power entrenched in the mirror of the "gun" has also disappeared. I don't know if it has really disappeared?Or simply cut off.

"However, the handwriting is quite good."

He complimented it.

The time can be seen clearly. The small characters that appear on the mirror have delicate bones, but are powerful and pleasing to the eye:

"Hmm... it should be a woman..."

…………

Star Empire.

In a more luxurious room, a girl was lying on the table, her arms bent as pillows, and her long black hair spread over her shoulders.

She seemed to be sound asleep.

a moment,

Perhaps she was awakened, she raised her head suddenly, the expression on her face was very cold, it was a kind of coldness from the heart.

pure cold,

There wasn't even a trace of life in his dark eyes.

"Is it a dream?"

The girl spoke, her voice as cold as her expression. She pinched her cheeks, as if she couldn't believe what she had just experienced.

"Miss, are you still sleeping?"

The door opened with a "squeak", and a girl of the same age as her, wearing more than half of a maid's clothing, rushed in and said in a serious tone:

"He ran away."

"Ran……"

The girl lowered her head, and her cold eyes revealed a touch of sadness that was not easy to detect, but she restrained it extremely well:

"Run away, just run away. After all, it was his own choice."

"Miss,"

The maidservant covered her chest and said sadly:

"Then why don't you tell him that you have made rapid progress this month, and you can barely compete with them together?"

"If I tell him, won't he run away?"

"certainly……"

The maid opened her mouth, but stopped abruptly: "Miss, you, you... cried?"

"No,"

Instead, the girl comforted the maid, as if she had made some determination: "This is the last tear, it symbolizes hope..."

It also symbolizes confidence!

…………

"The main campus of our college is located halfway up the mountain, and the mimicry training areas are scattered all over the mountain and down the mountain, including by the lake."

Along the way, Sun Buyu briefly introduced the scenery on the road to the group.

Of course, it is mainly explained to the time.

Ning Fengzhi, dressed in elegant clothes, said warmly: "Teacher Sun, how many students are there in Tiandou Royal Academy now?"

Sun Buyu frowned and looked at Meng Shenji, who smiled and nodded before he slowly explained:

"There are about 500 students, basically all noble children from the empire and its affiliated kingdoms... There are roughly more than 50 teachers, all of whom have strength above the Soul King. In terms of teachers, the strength is sufficient, but..."

He did not continue speaking, but shook his head helplessly.

"Hey...Teacher Sun,"

The rather handsome Yufeng smiled: "You explained it in such detail, as if Emiya Shirou can really pass the 'test' we prepared for him."

The words were full of provocation.

Everyone understood and looked at Shirou Emiya on the side to see how he would react.

Unexpectedly, this guy was holding the blue silver grass in his mouth and looking at the surrounding environment. He didn't say anything to refute the other party's intention.

Yufeng curled his lips, a little frustrated.

He had the feeling of punching cotton.

As long as I ignore you, you will be a mosquito buzzing in my ear... Turn your head and look around.

He is looking for a suitable training environment.

When he decided to leave Notting College and come to Tiandou Royal College, there was one important reason:

It is because this is an advanced soul master academy founded by the royal family of the Tiandou Empire, and its equipment is the best in all aspects. For soul master training, although the external facilities are not decisive, they have a supporting role that cannot be ignored.

Among them, the one with the greatest effect is the mimetic training ground for soul masters of various attributes.

The so-called mimetic training site refers to allowing soul masters to cultivate their own martial souls in the most suitable environment. Although this can't be said to be twice the result with half the effort, it can play a very good auxiliary role.

"This is our main campus."

Standing on the tree-lined path, you always pay attention to the distance.

The main campus of Tiandou Royal Academy is all built with bungalows, and it feels more like a fortress. The outer courtyard wall is five meters high and is bright yellow in color, making it look quite beautiful.

Even the top of the courtyard wall is covered with glazed tiles, which is particularly dazzling under the sunlight.

Entering the academy, the students didn't see much.

According to Sun Buyu, most students are practicing in various mimicry areas, and there are not many people in the main campus area.

But everyone knew the reason.

"Okay, that's the battlefield I've prepared for you."

Qin Ming pointed to a field not far away and said, "Children, go and sweat to your heart's content."