My Heroic Life

"I know you have doubts about me, but that's okay, now we probably have to stand on the same front."

"What do you mean?"

"...There is a woman next to him."

Altria's jade-like eyes widened, and there were countless haze winds around him. The flag on the wall of the King's Hall of Buckingham Palace fluttered with the wind, and the ground screamed cracking under the terrifying power fluctuations.

"Difficult, is it..."

"You calm down, you are not married."

"Huh, huh."

When Altria heard these words, she started to gasp violently. With a high moral standard, she was a bit unwilling to break up other people's families. Now she was relieved by avoiding the worst result. In the royal hall The Lanfeng also slowly converged.

As long as she is not married, Altria is nothing terrible. She believes that she will not lose to other women in all aspects. The shared experience with her lover for more than ten years has given her absolute confidence. After so many years of accumulation, They can all be regarded as old couples and old wives.

"Don't be too happy, I know what you are thinking, let me first tell you who is standing in front of us."

Morgan Le Fei's voice sounded at the right time, interrupting Altria's confident thinking.

"Jan of Arc and Marda, yes, they are the two saints of the European Union."

"..."

Altria's brain went blank all of a sudden, and the sense of crisis in her heart rose sharply like an explosion. The muscles of her whole body were tight, and she asked, "Which step is it?"

"I don't know... but they are living together."

"!"

The wind in the hall of the king began to turn again. Altria was flustered and quickly realized the strength of the enemy. She gritted her teeth and said: "So, that's why Sister Wang is willing to cooperate with me."

"No, although it is part of the reason, it is not because of this."

To Altria's surprise, Morgan's words were filled with anger and crying.

"Let the Ministry of Intelligence give you a consolidated report on the latest political situation and public opinion of the European Union.

Morgan Lefei said lightly: "You better hurry, before I can't help but kill."

"what?"

Altria hadn't asked the reason yet. Morgan had unilaterally hung up the communication. The King of Arashi blinked while looking at the terminal, and then gave the intelligence department a task according to Morgan's words.

The battle-tested British Intelligence Department moved quickly. A summary was released in less than half an hour, and was immediately sent to Altria’s desk. The King of Arashi took the report and picked up the political situation, and then he breathed. Gradually, it began to become unstable, until when she flipped through the public opinion section, the overflowing magic power could no longer be controlled, and Lan Feng was like a knife, and everything around her was shattered.

"That's it, since they don't like you, then go home."

Altria muttered to herself in the white stream, she stroked the ring on her hand and turned and left.

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Inside the spa, Roland looked down at the cross on his chest, showing a somewhat helpless look.

This is a gift from Joan of Arc and Marda who came back tonight, asking Roland to wear it all the time in the future. Among them is the sacred cloth that the two spent a lot of time and energy to make. The effect is very rich and the level is Gao even reached the point where Roland couldn't resolve it through the cross.

Feeling the warmth from the cross on his chest, the man looked at the two young girls who were sleeping on the left and right holding his hand, and suddenly felt some happiness in his heart.

It's no wonder that the two of them have always looked tired recently, because of this.

He gently squeezed the hands of the two girls and watched the news on the TV in the reception room. Recently, due to his troubles, Joan of Arc and Marda paid special attention to Roland’s emotions. They didn’t even want him to read ordinary news. Taking care of him has become more and more considerate, and even the small fights between them have disappeared.

Thinking of this Roland couldn't help but smile. In fact, he didn't care about the rumors outside. Compared with them, Joan of Arc and Malda were much more important. They were the ones that men really felt to protect to the death.

Roland watched the news motionlessly, but didn't notice the blond girl leaning on his left chest with some pain on her face.

Joan had a dream.

In her dream, she felt her whole body burning like flames, and her vision was red. In front of her was the burning giant tree, and the yellow sky above. There was a big earthquake under her feet, and a huge black dragon flew out from the ground, as if The calamities and disasters of the world.

"!"

The blond saint stood up abruptly, the pupils in her eyes were not blue but golden. She panted and looked forward. The TV was switching pictures, and the familiar voice in her ears sounded, pulling her consciousness back from her dream.

"What's the matter with Joan? Is it a nightmare?"

Roland asked with concern. After hearing the man’s voice, Jeanne suddenly felt relieved, her tight body relaxed, and her pupils unknowingly recovered. The girl leaned against the young man’s chest again, turning her head to a little embarrassed. Said: "Well, it's a terrible nightmare, but it's okay."

"That's it."

Roland smiled and gently touched the saint's head. Jeanne's face was flushed and her eyes hung down without any resistance. She looked at Roland and Malda, who was still dozing off on the other side, and listened to the clocks on the wall. There is a sense of peace in my heart.

Their lives will probably always be like this.

She thought so and smiled.

Chapter 91: King Arthur?I do not recognize

Buckingham Palace, Britain.

Altria sat upright on the jade seat. Below her were two rows of serious-faced knights of the round table, and to her left was the court magician Merlin with a grinning face with a handpost and staff, and in front of her, It was a holographic projection of a middle-aged man, and it was Frank, the chief judge of the court across the sea.

"what did you just say?"

Altria looked down at the man and asked indifferently, Frank repeated again after hearing the words: "Your Excellency Roland has retired and has never participated in diplomatic reception work. There may be irregularities. Therefore, we recommend our professional team to come. Responsible for your work."

"It's okay, as long as it's him, there won't be any irregularities, or I don't care if it is there."

Altria stared at the man with a smile on her face and said coldly. She knew the relationship between the hypocritical man in front of her and her lover. Frank didn't want Roland to hold any position, but Altria wanted Roland to show off.

"But, we think..."

"Hey, you guys are endless." Mordred, who was standing by the side, listened in silence for a long time, and finally couldn't help interjecting. She knocked on the ground with Claurent and said: "Father has already said who will receive him. Are you underestimating us?"

"No, the court doesn't mean that."

"Ah? Are you refuting this again?"

"Enough, step back, Mordred."

The king of Lan on the jade seat stopped Mordred, who was already quite annoyed. She understood that after a series of events a year ago, Lan's status in the heart of the rebellious knight was actually quite high. In Altria's view This is a good thing, after all, it is better for a daughter to support her marriage than against it.

She looked at Frank again, and said in a cold voice: "Presiding Judge Frank, my father Youser was an old friend with Mr. Roland. This time I will bring his relics to meet the deceased. Please make arrangements."

"I know that the prestige of the trial court is now in danger. In this case, the talks between the two countries will be a booster, but if you stubbornly prevent me from meeting with Mr. Roland, then I will withdraw my goodwill and treat it as a treat for me. Insult."

"Here, Your Majesty the Knight King, I..."