My Heroic Life

On the other hand, if Morgan wants to make progress without disturbing Altria, then he must first have enough time and space to contact Roland, but in fact, Morgan and Roland get along very well in a limited time. Happy, if he is really a retired apostle at home, then it must be a love story between the customer and the boss’ big sister.

If things go well, with the rising popularity rating, Morgan can find a way to live in Roland's house, it is easy to get in and out, and it will be natural that men who do not believe in restoring memories dare to shame.

But all this was disrupted by two women.

Morgan looked at the two gorgeous young girls in black and white dresses with long black hair on the left and right hands in the photo, and his heart burst into flames and gritted his teeth.

Joan and Marda, the high-ranking heroes, the two saints who are famous for the European Union, and the two cohabitants of the youth, Morgan remembered the way Roland mentioned them when they first met, and understood that they were definitely two vixens , The witch has been anxious these days, thinking that the man might be rolling on the bed with the two saints, she has an urge to kill.

But now the problem is that Morgan can go to kill, but not necessarily.

This place is not Britain. Although the bonus of the power of the veins is still not far away, Morgan is indeed much weaker than on the island. Although it is recognized that she has the hope of being heroic, in this respect The progress of the two saints has been very slow, one of the two saints still has the power to fight, and the two will definitely not be able to fight.

Moreover, once the fight started, it meant that things were exposed. Morgan had to wrap up and leave, and it would allow Altria to take advantage of the opportunity.

She was eagerly thinking of a way, and suddenly there was a sound of pushing the door. The platinum blonde witch raised her head impatiently, and immediately met the eyes of Roland who walked in.

"Ah, Lan, welcome."

"Hello, Miss Morgan."

Roland looked at Morgan who hurriedly got up and smiled, and thought for a while, "Is it not the right time? It seems to disturb you."

"No, there is no such thing. I will be very happy whenever Lan comes. However, you don't seem to be in a high mood today. Have you encountered any troubles?"

"Right."

"Could it be a quarrel with a girl who lives together?"

Morgan tentatively smiled with hope, and Roland shook his head hurriedly.

"No, there is no such thing, we are in a good relationship."

"Tsk."

Morgan couldn't help but stunned secretly when she heard the young man's words, she kept her anger and continued to ask:

"Well, what is it that makes you unhappy?"

"Miss Morgan, what do you think... what about the European Union here?"

"Hey? What do you mean?"

The witch looked strangely at Roland, who was hesitating, and the latter explained: "Miss Morgan, you are from Britain. The two countries must be different. In your opinion, which side is better, in all aspects."

"..."

Morgan Lefei looked at some serious young people across the counter. After receiving a lot of information, she immediately understood that the man might have been hit by something. The recent uproar parade flashed in her mind, and she knew it in her heart.

This is a good opportunity. Now as long as we lash out at the chaos and looseness of the European Union, and then promote the stability and unity of Britain, it seems to be able to arouse his interest. Maybe I can take the opportunity to take him on the spot, and the relationship between the two I can get closer...Although I think so, Morgan can't say anything.

The witch silently stared at the man’s slightly sad eyes, knowing what kind of scenes had been reflected in these eyes. It was the corpses on this land that were rampant and demons rampant, and Europe united and judged. Ting is precisely the regime he built up after decades of hard work under such circumstances.

That was the culmination of the hard work of this man for most of his life. Although it is now rotten, does he really want to speak insultingly?

In Morgan’s eyes, it’s like a clumsy man who cooks a dish personally. No matter how unpalatable the dish is, even if it is burnt and difficult to swallow, she will still eat nothing left over her teeth. , Because this is the hard work of the man she loves, Morgan will only give affirmation, as for others?If anyone dares to talk too much, it is looking for death.

The witch was silent for a long time, and finally she said: "This is a great country. Its creator must have established it with lofty ideals, but now it is old."

"..."

Roland was a little surprised to look at the platinum blonde woman. He didn't expect that she would say something like this. She must have understood the core of her problem. The man thought about it, and felt a little bit emotional for a while.

"I didn't expect you to say such philosophical remarks, but thank you for answering me."

"It's okay, but I also want to ask a question."

The smile on Morgan's face disappeared, and she asked little by little a question she had not dared to face for a long time.

"Here, are you happy?"

"This is really a complicated problem." The young man who heard the words smiled, he thought about it for a while and said: "Strictly speaking, it's not happy."

"I have been on the battlefield, encountered a lot of sad things, lost a lot of companions, but..."

Roland thought of the two girls in the family, Alyssa, William of the Knights Templar, and the heroes with their own characteristics. He smiled and said: "But there are many people who support me, so although I always encounter sad things, but I still want to stay here."

"...That's it."

The platinum blonde witch had these helpless smiles on her face, while the young man regained his energy and took the cigarette and placed the bill in front of the counter.

"Then, Miss Morgan, I'll go first, think about you chatting with me."

"It's okay, see you next time."

"Ok."

The young man walked out of the shop, and Morgan looked at his back, only feeling that he overlapped with the person in his memory.

"Yeah, this is you." She sighed, then lowered her head forbearing the pain in her heart and muttered silently.

"You don't want to go...but what should I do."

Chapter 87: The Beginning of Mutation

In the courtroom, Jeanne and Malda were engrossed in casting spells together, and beside them, Leonardo was carefully observing a piece of cloth on the table.

The color of this piece of cloth is dark red, with faint golden patterns drawn on it. The whole piece of cloth is not large, about the size of a palm, but the magic power emitted from it fluctuates extremely sharply, no less than some national treasure-level magic rituals. .

In fact, this piece of red cloth can indeed reach the level of a national treasure-level magic ceremonial costume, and it can even be said to be a holy relic. This is the holy skeletal cloth produced by the two holy women of the Holy See who have worked together for a long time.

As a living saint, both Joan of Arc and Marda actually have the ability to make saint skeletal cloth. Now they are working together to make a top saint that can protect that man. Things.

"Almost, Joan, Malda, hold on."

As a production assistant, Leonardo looked at the golden texture that was about to be drawn, and couldn’t help but cheer for the two of them. Under Leonardo’s instructions, the two girls gritted their teeth at the same time, watching the endless magic. The golden pattern was finally completed, the sacred cloth fell from the sky in a dazzling holy white light, the pattern on the cloth disappeared and turned into a plain red cloth.

"It's done, you two worked hard."

Da Vinci put on his glasses and looked at it carefully and then said, the two saints who heard the words fell back to the chair as if they were unstretched.

"Is it finally finished? It's really hard to make him something useful."

"I hope it can come in handy for Lan."

Da Vinci looked at the two girls who were exhausted but extremely contented, with some enviable smiles on their faces.

"Okay, okay, leave the rest to me, you go and rest."