Full-time Heroic Spirit starting from Douluo

The huge palace was silent for a few seconds.

Chaldea?Is it the name of the palace of a prince of any empire... Zhu Zhuqing silently recited this unfamiliar word several times, searched for it in his mind for a while, and confirmed that he had no similar memory about it. He immediately gave up and asked tentatively:

"Excuse me, this king, please forgive me for my ignorance. I don't know where Chaldea... is? I don't seem to have heard of this place."

Don't worry, it's normal that you haven't heard of it. If you know it, then there will be a problem... Shi Chen made a complaint to himself, raised his eyes slightly, looked down at the questioner on the lower left, trying to see the other person's true appearance.

"Can't you see clearly..."

Bits of blue starlight formed the bodies of the two people below, so that Shi Shi could only vaguely discern each other's basic shapes:

On the left side of the bronze stone table is a short girl who looks young. Why can he tell that she is a girl?Because a certain part of the opponent's body is bulging high, and it looks... a size that is not commensurate with his age.

On the right side of the stone table is a man with a medium build, not too thin, and his hair is tied up to the crown.

Perhaps it was because their projections were relatively illusory at the moment, making it difficult for Shi Chen to see the other person's specific appearance.

The young man sitting opposite Zhu Zhuqing seemed to want to say something, but he seemed to be afraid of revealing his identity and suppressed the urge to ask questions.

He hid it well, but the subtle mental fluctuation was still keenly detected by Shi Chen.

How to fool them... Shi Chen retracted his gaze slightly and turned to look at the stone pillars on the side. He suddenly discovered that the gap between the two stone pillars happened to be a wall with a mural engraved on it.

The content of the mural on the wall is as follows:

In the vestibule of the courtyard, Gilgamesh was sitting leisurely on an ancient and exquisite throne, flipping through an ancient clay tablet of destiny in his hand; the sun shone on his long, golden hair as bright as a god, and his left hand. Holding a giant axe.

There was a male lion lying next to him. It was supposed to be the overlord of the grassland, but now it was lying obediently at Gilgamesh's feet.

I don't know why, but his handsome face, which should have exuded a strong imperial majesty, looked steady and gentle at the moment.

This is the mural of the wise king Shen... Shi Chen suddenly had a clear understanding in his mind. He looked at Gilgamesh's broken hair on his forehead and the hair scattered at the back, as well as his slender and toned body with clearly visible abdominal muscles, and quickly thought about it. Countermeasures:

"Listen carefully, 'Chaldea' is an organization established on the whim of this king."

Shichang remained calm on the surface, integrating his mental and soul power into his eyebrows: "The full name is 'Humanity Continuity Guarantee Agency Chaldea'; or you can also call it 'Humanity Continuity Guarantee Agency Chaldea' or It’s called ‘Chaldea’ for short.”

Think silently in your heart:

We are both a group and an individual, an individual and a group, a group of ever-changing shadows with hundreds of faces - come on, delusional illusions!

Trace, on!

"It's all harmless. I won't care about such trivial matters."

Without waiting for a response from the two of them, Shi Chen said to himself: "What summoned your two souls is the [Mirror] that represents the two powers of this King. There are seven such [Mirrors] in total."

He turned to look at the farthest and most illusory stone seat from the bronze stone table:

"Of course, as my strength increases in the future, other [mirrors] may be separated; these [mirrors] may select different people."

"Those like you who are chosen by the power of this king form Chaldea."

"If you have any questions, just ask them. Since you are a member of Chaldea, you are my king's ministers. I am not stingy in answering my ministers' questions."

Just as Zhu Zhuqing was about to speak, he heard the man opposite say:

"Is there any benefit to us from being chosen by your power?"

Good question, I want to know too... Shichen raised his hand and pointed at the "Knight of the Gun" on the lower left side, and said in a calm tone:

"She can answer this for you."

The "Knight of the Gun" had been forcibly dragged into the "Mirror of the Gun" by "him" at noon. The words she wrote on the mirror at that time were sharp, full of questions and warnings, but now her tone was somewhat respectful and gentle. Come to think of it, Got some benefits.

I don't know what the specific benefits are. I can only use this method to find out the function of [Mirror] circumstantially.

She knew... "Assassin" turned his head and looked at "Knight of the Gun", hoping that she could answer his doubts.

Let me explain... Zhu Zhuqing looked at the man sitting at the top in surprise.

The golden light around the other party has dispersed, revealing a handsome face, ruby-like eyes, golden hair, wearing a white hat on his head, with two soft strands of hairband hanging down, looking unusually elegant. :

"Explain it well, Zaxiu, this is my king's order, please be grateful."

Although she didn't understand, Zhu Zhuqing could vaguely sense that "miscellaneous cultivator" was a bad title, but for some reason, she just wanted to hear the king call her that way again...

What's wrong with me... Zhu Zhuqing was silent for a few seconds, and then he took over the time and answered the "assassin's" question:

"You are from Wuhun Palace, right?"

She felt that only Wuhun Palace would not care about the identity of a "king": "I don't know the specific situation, and I'm not sure whether everyone gets the same 'benefits'. I know that a month ago, I The speed of cultivation has been greatly improved."

“It’s helpful for my status in the family.”

Perhaps it was in the virtual world that Zhu Zhuqing spoke more than usual: "I can tell you clearly that this is not a load-bearing practice that squeezes the body's vitality, but an improvement in talent that goes beyond ordinary ideas. Maybe you think this is It’s a fantasy, but it’s true.”

"Before, I felt uneasy and frightened about this weird and magical change in my body, but the facts of this month have proved that there is no harm in it. Moreover, being pulled into the [mirror], I can feel, The mirror] has an inexplicable connection with the changes in my body.”

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Shichen, and saw that the other person's fingers were tightly wrapped by a pair of golden finger cots, which made the knuckles extra slender:

"Furthermore, the improvement of my cultivation talent is based on the connection with the [Mirror]. Once this connection is cut off, the speed of my soul power cultivation is likely to return to its previous state."

Is it just like this... He listened intently to the woman's voice below, and felt a little familiar, but couldn't remember it for a moment.

I always feel in my heart that the benefits they get are not that simple.

"Assassin" listened quietly, took a breath, and changed his tone, losing his previous strong vigilance:

"Why choose us?"

"Xixiu, don't you think that you are extremely talented and blessed, so you should be favored by this king..."

Shi Chen said in an indifferent tone: "This is not my choice of you, but my attempt on the martial soul. The martial soul spontaneously chose you."

"Martial spirit has chosen you from all over the continent. You don't know who the other is; I won't reveal it, unless of course you guess it."

"Since you didn't choose us..."

"Assassin" pondered for a few seconds, then asked calmly: "Then can we refuse?"

"How dare you say that for a mere miscellaneous cultivator?"

Shi Chen glanced sideways at the man below and said coldly: "My purpose tonight is to inform you that you have been brought under my command."

"Well, since you say so, I don't have any objections."

The "assassin" nodded slightly, as if he had accepted his fate, and said with a smile: "Can I ask, what is the specific reason why you summoned us?"

"Very good, I like smart people like you,"

Shi Chen leaned back slightly, leaning back tactically, his tone was neither urgent nor too hasty, and his eyes revealed a hint of appreciation and pleasure:

"I need you to always pay attention to the surrounding soul beast forests in the future to see if there are any abnormalities in the soul beast riots. Once discovered, report it to me in time. I don't want to do such complicated and boring work myself."

"That's... just that?"

"how?"

Shi Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the man below with his red pupils: "Are you questioning this king?"

"Do not,"

Zhu Zhuqing sounded a little confused: "Why do you want us to pay attention to the Soul Beast Forest? Did something happen?"

The air suddenly fell silent.

A gust of cool breeze mixed with a little drizzle flowed into the hall, making her feel a little cold.

"Whoa..."

As the sounds in the hall fell silent, the sound of the heavy rain outside the tower became clearer and clearer, seeming to indicate something, which made Zhu Zhuqing feel a little palpitated.

She thought of Chaldea's full name: Humanity Survival Guarantee Agency.

What is human theory?What else is there to survive?

At this moment,

"Humph……"

A chuckle came from the top, and it was the voice of the king: "It's nothing. Sometimes I want to change my tricks. This time, I will personally assign the work. Be happy, miscellaneous cultivator."

"Snapped!"

A clear snap of fingers resounded in the hall, seeming to dispel the chill that poured into the palace, and the orange flames were aroused to life.

next moment,

"Keng, Keng, Keng..."

A layer of golden ripples appeared on the bronze stone table in front of Zhu Zhuqing and the "assassin", and then, two golden ring holy cups emerged from them, filled with crystal clear liquid, exuding Intoxicating aroma of wine.

"That's right, since you are joining Chaldea for the first time, as a friendly country, I will give you a special product."

Shi Chen raised his right hand, and a similar pure gold wine cup fell into his palm: "This is Uruk... Chaldea's specialty, ale. You two can have a drink, and you can catch the wind."

Looking at the golden wine glass in front of him, Zhu Zhuqing declined:

"Thank you very much, Wang, but I am not old enough to drink, and I am not very good at drinking yet."

"Oh...it's really disappointing."

Holding the cup with golden fingertips, Shichang picked up the imitation version of the "Holy Grail" and sipped the nectar in the cup: "If nothing happens, I will end this Chaldean meeting."

"Wait a minute...King."

The "Assassin" followed suit and drank the liquid in the Holy Grail: "There is one more important thing."

It didn't leak out... Shi Chen was slightly startled: "What's the matter?"

"How should we call you... I mean, you already know our names, and you don't tell them in public to protect our identities, but we don't know your name yet?"

Zhu Zhuqing also nodded slightly and followed the "assassin" to ask: "Yes, what should we call you? There are too many 'kings' on the entire continent."

my name?It seems too much... Shi Chen gently tapped the armrest with his fingers placed on the Throne of Heroes, and the finger cot and the armrest made a crisp metal knocking sound.

Diarmait?Emiya Shirou?Hour?

A long list of names passed through his mind, including even the godfather who pursued pleasure, Kotomine Kirei...