My Heroic Life

Roland ate dinner on the small table in front of the TV. Malda sat there without speaking, but turned on the TV and watched today's news.

"It tastes good, thank you."

"Well, it's my proud work after all."

"By the way, didn't you say you couldn't make food for two?"

"I made three servings, but one person ate two servings."

"You... forget it, you won't get fat anyway."

Roland thought about Malda's natural physical skills. It is estimated that he didn't need to worry about calories for her. After drinking a plate of mushroom soup, he began to talk about his experience during this time.

"Well, I didn't expect your experience to be so rich during this time."

After listening to the experiences of the two of them during this period, Malda and Da Vinci reacted differently. Malda asked about some combat situations, and seemed to yearn for this adventurous voyage, while Da Vinci was very concerned about the environment in the magical territory. I am very interested in waiting for various data.

"But then again, whether it is you or the people on the Golden Deer, including Captain Drake, are they too leisurely?"

Malda heard the adventure stories of Roland and others and said: "It would be nothing if it was an ordinary adventure, but in this strange place where you can't go out, you actually held two banquets leisurely."

"It's true, as Marda said, you are too relaxed, are you still having enough food reserves? Although you can replenish seafood and other food in the sea, there are things that cannot be replenished, such as fresh water."

Listening to Malda and Da Vinci's question, Roland's expression gradually became serious. After thinking about the experience of the past few days, he found that there were indeed many abnormalities.

["I always feel that everyone is not in a hurry to leave here."]

Joan's words echoed in his mind again, and Roland frowned and thought.

Whether it is Roland or Joan of Arc, it is the first time to go to the magical realm of the marine environment. They are attracted by the environment they have never encountered before and the life of fighting and adventurous. In addition, being in other people's territory requires time for strange interpersonal relationships. Familiar with other factors, so that many things have been overlooked.

Now through the two people who were not in the relaxed atmosphere of the Golden Deer, Roland felt a sense of awakening. This life of adventure at sea may be new to them, but it should be normal for the sailors who go out to sea all year round.

More importantly, the Golden Deer is different from the two who entered the demon realm for only four days. They have been trapped for half a month. Although there is no pressure from the court, they have been isolated for such a long time. Anxiety should have appeared long ago, right?

"However, Drake is a high-ranking hero, and it is impossible to betray humanity. Her kindness to us is genuine. I still have confidence in people."

Reason was warning, but feelings were unacceptable. Roland's face gradually became heavier. Under Malda's worried eyes, he looked at the moon outside the window and pondered quietly.

Chapter 50 Confrontation at the Rudder

There was the sound of collision and footsteps between the armor walking, Roland floating in the air, his ears moved slightly, his eyelids rolled, and his consciousness gradually passed back from a distance.

He opened his eyes, and his goal was to push the door to Joan of Arc, who was about to go out. The magic power from his body was released and Roland landed on the floor of the hull, looking at the front in a daze.

The soft sound of the landing caught Jean's attention. She turned around and found Roland who was waking up and greeted: "Ah, Lan, you are back, I am going to find some food. If you wake up, shall we be together?"

The blond saint looked at the youth with a smile, but found that his face was a little dignified, and could not help but a little strange, and then asked worriedly: "Lan, what happened outside?"

"No, Malda is okay. They are just worried about us. The information control of the court is still effective and we can have a few days."

"That's it." Joan was relieved after hearing the words, and then asked with some doubts: "You seem to have something on your mind?"

"...No, nothing, a little tired."

Roland was silent for a moment, and after all, he did not reveal many of his thoughts to Joan. After all, Drake had a very good relationship with her in these short days. With the temperament of Joan of Arc not being able to act, she told her that it might not be possible. What will show off.

"Sure enough, is it because of the side effects of this skill? Is it so much damage to the body?"

"Huh? No, it's not."

Joan watched Roland wrinkle her face reproachfully, while the latter showed a helpless wry smile.

After spending a lot of time to explain, Roland finally walked out of the room with Joan. They received a piece of bread and the grilled octopus that could never be eaten in the crowded cabin where the sailors used as a dining hall, and sat down at Jason’s greeting. Eat by his side.

The three of them were eating and chatting. Roland raised his eyebrows as he felt the concentration of magic nearby, and asked casually, "By the way, Jason, is there enough fresh water on the boat? Have you been wandering for a long time?"

"It's okay, we added when we got to the shore, you can drink it without worry."

"That's it, but you have been trapped here for so long this time, it's a shame that you can persist in being so optimistic."

"Haha, as long as the eldest sister is there, no matter how big the difficulty is, we will overcome it, and there are still little brothers you now?"

"I feel a great responsibility when you say that, but before we came, did you encounter any strange things?"

"Is it strange? Ah, I remember we encountered a fog. At that time, everyone was in a coma. Only the big sister was fine. It may be a side effect of the explosive expansion of the Demon Realm."

"There is still such a thing, is there anything strange other than that?"

"I think about it, oh. Recently, the quality of the monster materials obtained on the ghost ship seems to have dropped, and the curse intensity seems to have dropped. Things like ghost lanterns that had to be careful before are no harm in holding them. Everyone suspects that the monsters have exploded recently. Increased sex lowers quality."

"...This is really a problem."

Roland and Jason's small chat continued until the end of the breakfast. After that, the two came to the captain's room as usual, and Jeanne again launched the skill test direction in front of Drake, but the results made them stare.

"So far?"

"Yeah, Captain Drake, what is this?"

"...Is it possible that our goal can be moved?"

"Hey? This...it is indeed possible. The apocalypse skill is to achieve the goal. In fact, it is not a skill to guide the way."

"Well, that would be troublesome. We are likely to have a chase."

"A chase? But the opponent's speed and other information are not known, even the time to catch up..."

"Don't hurry." Drake looked at Joan with a sad face and said: "With your skills, and the Golden Deer, which is moving at full speed, there are not many in this sea that we can't catch up. ."

"I hope so."

Roland did not participate in the discussion between Joan of Arc and Drake. He walked back and forth in the captain’s room while the two were chatting. After five days, the captain’s room remained the same, and boxes of gold coins were randomly piled on the corner. On the ground, there are still charts and a fixed compass on the table.

"Captain Drake, your compass seems to be broken?"

"It broke when the Demon Realm broke out. Now all the compasses on our ship are affected and can't be used. I always judge the direction according to the ocean current and the sun."

"That's it."

Roland nodded, and soon the two left the captain's room and started the fifth day of the sea journey.

The fifth day was still a tragic day. There were as many as four enemy attacks by ghost ships. One of them had a large ghost hidden in it. Roland was even thrown out while fighting with him. The lightness and magic jet flew back. In the end, although the Great Ghost was successfully resolved with the efforts of him and Joan, it was undeniable that a lot of time was lost.

But what makes Joan a little strange is that after the battle, the youth's face was very gloomy, and the saint remembered how he was being thrown into the air, and smiled bitterly without questioning.

After a tiring day, the two of them ate dinner just like yesterday. The dishes were still octopus, but they were fried. Roland felt that after going out, he didn't want to eat octopus for a while.

The time came to night, and in the second-floor guest room, Roland faced the wall and floated again.