[Comprehensive British and American] Chaldea Reconstruction Documentary

"I'm out to support my family, what should Mash do alone? Leaving aside the issue of mana supply, Chaldea has nothing now!"

After a short reunion, we will be parted. Although Ruiya felt a little regretful, she quickly cheered up. She was going to earn money to support her family, and to give those heroic spirits a better life in the future.

"Don't worry about me, senior, I don't need too many material conditions to maintain my life, I can transform into a spirit son at any time."

Matthew eased the hearts of her seniors.

【Currently Chaldea is enough to sustain a Heroic Spirit’s offering】

[Entrusted task to develop an open space of 1000 square meters]

The emotionless sales machine has issued a new assignment.

Hey, is Matthew going to live a boring daily routine of cutting trees? Rhea feels a little distressed.

"Then I'm leaving, Matthew, I will always miss you, I threw my small ax beside the bed, remember to get it if you need it!"

Heartbroken, heartbroken, the unscrupulous master who escaped from the claws of the tree feller still waved his little hand, and left with one step at a time. There is no way, she also has something to do, the division of labor is different!

After saying goodbye to Mash, Rhea clearly felt the changes in herself. Regardless of the light armor on her body and the shield in her hand, the magic power in her magic circuit was about to overflow. It stands to reason Eriya's human body couldn't bear all the magic power of a heroic spirit, but with the existence of Ajiu, the extra surge of magic power is like being deposited in a bank, and it won't cause too much damage to her body. burden.

The pace of advancement became extremely brisk. Rhea felt that she could jump into the sky with a little effort. Her body functions have been fully strengthened. Although it is not as good as the orthodox heroic spirit, it is not comparable to ordinary people.

As a master and as a friend at the same time, Rhea understands the power of Galahad carried by Mash very well.

The city of white walls that bears the king's thoughts, the gentle power of protection.

Rhea didn't know if the shield formed by the round table where the Knights of the Round Table sat could exert its due strength in her hands, but she would do her best.

After disarming the heroic spirits on her body, Rhea ran towards the southeast at the fastest speed. She didn't know who the so-called [Plane Fulcrum Character] was. She had a seven-day time limit, and the sooner she met, the better.

After a whole day of traveling, a magnificent European-style manor finally appeared in Rhea's sight.

As Rhea approached, the red magic power formed a straight arrow pointing to the manor.

This prompt is very simple and rude, the mission target should live here.

So what is called establishing a connection?

"Da Vinci, what do you think of the script of the distressed girl asking for help online?" The connection of repaying gratitude is close enough.

"This is not in line with my aesthetics, Master. Judging from the size of the manor, this family should be a prominent family. Would you like to try the plot of the rich family's grievances and the illegitimate children living outside?" Da Vinci was obviously watching the excitement. I think it's a big deal.

You are the one who completely doesn't fit my aesthetics, okay, besides, wouldn't it be a shame to have a paternity test?

After brainstorming, Rhea rang the exquisite doorbell at the gate of the manor.

"Hello, do you still need a cleaning girl?"

As the door opened, Rhea smiled energetically, and her eyes met the empty muzzle of the gun in front of her.

A hale and hearty white-haired old man in a suit was pointing a shotgun at her with a vigilant look.

What's the situation?Did I really apply for the job?

It wouldn't kill me if I didn't recruit cleaners!

Just when Rhea was hesitating whether to take the gun or raise her hands in surrender, the old man spoke.

"Who are you? What is your purpose in sneaking into Wayne Manor?"

I said it all, I'm here to apply for the cleaning girl.

In fact, things have developed to the present situation, and Rhea cannot be blamed.This manor is named Wayne.

The owner of the manor is named Bruce Wayne.There are many titles.Gotham Prince, Playboy, Sexiest Man in America, and most importantly, Batman.

As early as when Rhea walked to the border of Wayne Manor, the surveillance in the Batcave locked her. The girl was sneaking all the way, with a flustered expression and murmured words. Bruce couldn't help but suspect her purpose of coming here, and kept secretly monitoring this girl. Strange girl until she rings the doorbell.Even when she stood at the door in a daze for a few minutes, Bruce Wayne wondered if she was planning some attack strategy.

But Alfred, the housekeeper who was a secret agent, decisively picked up the gun and stood guard at the door.

Don't be afraid of [-], just be afraid of what happens.

He is Bruce Wayne, the king of Gotham, with a net worth of tens of billions. Of course, his butler can use a gun to deal with strangers who come to the door for no reason. Who knows if this is a burglary? After all, this is Gotham, and anything can happen .

Bruce in the dark mobilized all the defense settings of Wayne Manor and aimed at the door.

Ruiya, who was so focused on the task, obviously didn't know what kind of dragon's den and tiger's lair she had come to.

She only saw the red magic arrow passing Alfred, pointing to the depths of the mansion, and then instantly understood that the old man in front of her was not the target of her mission.

【Please do not use force to deal with the current situation within 1 minute】

The blood-red handwriting appeared again, and this line of writing was placed in front of Alfred's eyes, but he didn't respond at all. It seemed that the existence on the non-mysterious side could not detect the fluctuation of magic power.

But looking at the new instructions in front of her, Rhea was speechless, what do you mean without force, come here, come here!

"I'm really here to apply for the cleaning girl." Rhea showed the sweetest smile in her life, trying to impress Alfred with her sincerity.

However, the cold housekeeper remained unmoved with his gun still on.

"You don't need a cleaning girl, so what about the cook? I'm very good at making omelet rice!" Thanks to Emiya, I have a skill that I can use to apply for the job.

What?I see you look down on my Alfred's cookies.

Alfred remained unmoved.

Rhea, who failed in both attempts, has given up on herself, and I choose to believe you, Da Vinci.

"I'm here to find my biological father. My mother gave birth to me out of wedlock. I'm embarrassed to say it. I just want to work here first, to get closer to him, and to see what kind of person he is!" Rhea said He covered his face and yelled.

The old man in front of him was stunned.

Look, da Vinci, I'll just say that's a ridiculous reason.

Then put the gun down.

What? ?What kind of family are you guys?Da Vinci, I no longer doubt your omnipotence, sorry.

Alfred didn't put his gun down because he believed Rhea was Bruce's illegitimate daughter, although he did have a second of doubt after Rhea said that.

He just felt that this girl, being pointed at by a gun, could ask these three questions in a row, which shouldn't be enough to pose a threat to Batman.

On this point, after communicating with Bruce using the bat miniature headset, a consensus was reached.

"I'm sorry, miss, please forgive me for being too defensive, please sit down and relax, and I will pour tea for you."

Alfred led Rhea to the living room with luxurious and stylish decoration. When Rhea sat on the comfortable sofa with steaming black tea, she was still wandering.

"Haha, I'm glad my aesthetics can help you, Master." Da Vinci laughed happily seeing his own joke had such an interesting effect.

"May I ask, what's your name?" Alfred asked gently.

"Riya."

"Miss Rhea, please wait a moment, the master will be there soon."

Well, I already know that.

Rhea was drinking black tea, and her eyes followed the red arrow, which meant that her mission target was coming here. Alfred thought she was looking at Wayne's mansion, but didn't pay attention.

The arrow slowly drew closer, and Rhea saw her mission goal.

When she saw the person coming, Rhea almost shook the teacup in her hand.

"Da Vinci, do you plan to draw a portrait of him and hang it in Chaldea?"

"Calm down, Master, you have to know that Matthew will not agree."

Of course I will not agree.

Bruce Wayne, with that face favored by God, can make anyone forgive him for his so-called fickleness and ignorance. If human beings are God's puppets, then Bruce Wayne's facial features are definitely carved by God himself. The steel-blue eyes seemed to be filled with turbulent waves, and anyone who looked at him would fall into the sea.

Bruce sat gracefully on the sofa opposite Rhea.

Shocked by the beauty, Rhea's brain, which was not working very well, shut down again.

"Father, do you need a cleaning girl?"