My Heroic Life

"Hahahahaha, that's the case, it seems that the other side of the enmity is about to have new passengers." (Oh, this way, it looks like someone will be unlucky.)

"That's right, I just don't know if Edmond would you like to help."

"A peaceful life is not suitable for me as a vengeful ghost. Only the wailing of evil spirits and the blood of hell are with me." (I just have nothing to do, so I will help you catch the ghost.)

"Well, I just don't know how to connect after I get the news. What if I want to find you, do you have a contact address?"

"I will naturally appear when the fire of revenge burns, but if you want to explore me, hell, you can go to the front station of my hell to leave a letter." (I will contact you if you find clues. If you want to find me, you can The court leaves a letter.)

"Then I put the files of the main suspect over there. You don't seem to like mobile terminals. Da Vinci can't find you."

"The demon flames of hell are burning all the time, and the vengeful person is always uncertain, which is just a burden to me." (I use power to burn it out, and I don't like the possibility of being watched. That thing treats me Useless.)

"Then do you have any requirements for this mission? Home or something..."

"Haidee, that is my revenge..." (My wife Haidée...)

"Understood, no problem, I will arrange it."

"Hahahahaha, you seem to have a similar smell to me, should you say that you are the blood coming out of hell, enough, enough, hahahahaha." (You seem to be a lot like me, and you seem to have hatred, okay , We get together.)

"...Well, what else do I need to do?"

"Something I have to say." The interested man turned and left, leaving the last sentence.

"Wait, and hope."

"..."

Edmond left. Roland looked at his disappearing darkness and smiled bitterly. According to his impression, although this man always laughed like a second-degree illness, he was a reliable and ruthless character, whether it was knowledge or IQ. , The force is impeccable.

Moreover, he was passive and strict. He might not understand what he wanted to say.

"Waiting and hopeful?"

The man muttered to himself and disappeared into the prison city.

Chapter 71—The East Wind of Britain

A lot of troubles were solved, a new day in the spa began. Malda, who possessed physical skills, recovered very quickly. Within a few days, not only the bruises on her body disappeared, but she was even able to run and jump, pulling Roland to fight again at night. After the body follows the dodge fighting game, it is estimated that he will be able to smash mashed potatoes in a short time.

Of course, the saint was not idle after she recovered. The first thing she had to do was to make three chapters with Roland.

"That ability, promise me never to use it again."

Marda said this with unprecedented seriousness, and Roland could only nod his head to agree.

"As long as it's not necessary, I won't use it anymore."

"Ok."

The blue-haired saint smiled contentedly, but she did not rest assured that after the battle, the saint, who was worried that Roland had deeper problems, had found him a healer who was one of the best in Europe, but she didn't know. The thing is, this will be a decision she regrets for a lifetime.

The opportunity for Britain is like the wind, across the sea.

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"Nightingale?"

Roland was in a daze when he heard the name Malda mentioned. He always felt that there was this person in his memory, but he couldn't remember it.

"Yes, she and I met in Germany. At that time, she was the head of the British Medical Exchange Group. We had a very good relationship at the time. This time I want to invite her in private and let her check it out for you."

Marda recalled the time with her old friends and smiled and said:

"At that time, we also hunted monsters together. I was fighting normally, but Nightingale was different. She was to treat the wounded on the battlefield as soon as possible. However, it is worth mentioning that her physical fitness is nothing compared to mine. Not inferior."

"...Then she's really wrong to be a nurse."

"Haha, this is her wish. Her family is in very good condition. It is her ideal to insist on being a nurse to help others."

"That's it." Roland couldn't help being in awe when she heard this. The nurses are certainly underpaid compared to the social status that other heroic spirits have at their fingertips, but she actually persisted in order to save people. This ideal is undoubtedly great. .

"By the way, she is a Briton, and the previous national war must have played a big role."

"This... we met at that time. She was in the European Demon Realm during the British Kingdom War, and she didn't have time to rush past, but she arrived in the later stage and did save a lot of wounded soldiers. ."

"That's it, it's not bad to be able to rush back in the post-processing period when the wounded are the most."

When the man said so, he was a bit dismissed of Malda's self-blame. This kind of important matter of friend's honor was accidentally delayed when getting along with him, and no matter who it was, it would be uncomfortable.

"So, Roland, let her take a look."

"No need?"

"No way."

Marda crouched on her hips to look at the story and was very happy to hear the story. When she was ill, Roland looked troublesome, and said like her husband's wife: "How can you cope with such a serious illness, do you know? I was..."

As she spoke, Marda remembered Roland's tragic situation at the time, and tears began to flow in her eyes involuntarily. Roland felt his heart trembled and immediately subdued, and hurriedly nodded:

"Well, look."

Roland nodded and agreed to make Malda sigh of relief. She smiled and went out to contact her former friend.

Three days later, during the day when Malda had returned to normal work, a woman wearing a red shirt and short skirt came to the hot spring. She was red and her face was serious. After she knocked on the door, she was a soldier. Without any idea of ​​introducing himself, he looked at Roland and asked directly:

"Are you a patient?"

"Huh? Are you?"

"I am Nightingale, and I have been entrusted by Your Excellency Malda to visit my clinic this time."

"Oh, please come in."

As soon as Roland heard the woman's introduction, the general with a smile on his face immediately led in, quite an illusion that his wife had come.

What he didn't know, however, was that this illusion was not wrong to some extent.

"Malda goes to work and is not at home, or let's first..."

"Is that so, in that case, let's start treatment first!"

"what?"

Roland, who wanted to talk about tea and chat, was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly felt that something was wrong with the woman in front of him.

"Starting now? Isn't it a bit too eager? You came from afar, and you haven't treated you well before..."