My Heroic Life

Mordred suddenly felt that he was pitted, but unfortunately it was not over yet. Morgan looked back at the man in front of him indifferently, and then directly said to Mordred:

"As before, you go first."

Chapter One Hundred and Three

Roland took the blond girl’s hand and walked on the street after the war. Paris had just experienced a siege war not long ago, and the fantasy beasts suffered heavy casualties. However, in contrast, the human side’s losses were also very large, at least The streets to the east are basically destroyed and clean.

Among the walking crowd, men and women are in a hurry. Most of them are people who go out to buy medicines and food. At the entrance of the Opera House, there are only young couples walking in twos and threes holding hands, which is a rare entertainment consumer group.

In this era when there is great pressure for survival, entertainment has become a luxury, and the time interval between opera houses is getting longer and longer. The crowded ticket halls before the war are now very busy, but This did not affect the men and women who came here. Love is always so fascinating, even the shadow of death cannot cover it.

In fact, Roland, who has memories of two lives, wants to go to the cinema more, but Miss Anna, a native French lover who loves art, prefers opera. As a man, Roland naturally can only follow her, so as not to be said that he does not understand art. Fighter freak.

The two who used the Disguise Magic looked at each other's faces, and Roland couldn't help but laugh at first.

"Hahaha, your nose is too big."

"Puff, you are, the eyes are so small."

Two people laughed and entered the opera house. There were only a few dozen people in the wide seat. Roland took the girl's hand and ran to the middle of the theater seat. Anna said helplessly: "When will your occupational disease be corrected? Change it?"

"It's always right to be careful."

It’s true that Roland likes to sit in the middle of the room because of the fact that there is enough buffer space for fighting. This is obviously the thinking of a veteran who has been fighting for many years. It is almost incompatible with the girl. However, Anna did not say anything, just holding him. With a wry smile, his arms clasped distressedly.

The two were seated, and the opera started. Anna was watching the opera intently, and suddenly felt a hand stretched out in front of her. She turned to look at Roland, who was naturally pretending to be stupid. She raised her cheek and waved her hand, then red. He stretched out his hand and held it with the youth.

The corner of Roland's mouth was hooked. Seeing the performances on the theater stage that were so rudimentary because of the war, he suddenly felt pleasing to the eye.

The script of the performance is a very old-fashioned love story, but it has some local factors in this world. It is a heroine who is trapped in a magical land where monsters are infested. The heroine has exhausted all the hardships and came to her. , The last two successfully escaped the story of happiness and consummation.

Although Roland didn’t feel much about this segment, the emotional Anna was very immersed in it. When the actor encounters dangerous suspended animation, when the heroine meets with the actor, they will escape from the demon realm in a hurry, and Anna’s hands will be squeezed. A very nervous look.

The opera ended successfully, and Anna was very satisfied and relieved, and said with some joy: "I like this ending."

"I thought that most operas were tragedies, but this time it was a comedy. I thought the leading actor would die."

"Hey? It's so dark."

"I, I have taken into account the actual situation, how can ordinary people survive in the demon realm."

"So we need to beautify with art, it's really..." Anna said with a helpless expression on her face, she looked at Roland, her eyes floated to the side and asked: "By the way, if I look like The heroine is in danger, will you come to save me?"

"Hahaha, you are a hero, you can kill it yourself."

Anna puffed up at Roland who was laughing, and reached out a hand to pinch his cheek.

"Give me a good answer."

"Okay, Princess." Roland looked at the girl's awkward appearance, put a smile away, and said solemnly as if he were sworn: "I will definitely rescue you."

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In the second hall of the trial court, Frigga curled up her lips as she watched the country of dreams that had absorbed the power of the youth and was growing.

"Hehe, it's so sweet, just enjoy the last happiness."

She smiled and continued to drive her ability, but she didn't notice that a little light began to flicker on the chest of the still man.

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With the magic letter in her hand, Malda was stunned looking at the night scene outside in the car.

In fact, there is no good view outside, just the lights of thousands of houses in the distance, the street lights on both sides of the road, and the huge stone pillars erected on the border of the city.

It was a huge stone pillar engraved with magic spells, about the height of four or five stories high, and the whole was rectangular, like a huge stone monument standing in the boundless night.

These are the urban defense mechanisms set up by the Inquisition Court decades ago. In that era when monsters were often hit by air raids, the Inquisition Chamber would set up this kind of barrier stele on the borders of major cities. Once activated, it would generate barrier resistance fantasy species. Of aggression.

However, in the years when the Demon Realm has shrunk, these stone monuments have long lost their function and gradually become something like historical relics. They have become one of the sights for tourists from all over the world, and only the Tribunal’s maintenance once a few years Slightly highlight their important role.

Malda stared at these stone tablets, but there was something in her heart. As the saying goes, women have keen intuition, and Malda is no exception. She is now thinking about Roland's unusual behavior not long ago.

"What is that hug..."

Marda squinted her eyes in confusion, remembering Lan’s uncharacteristic hug before leaving. There was always a strange feeling of farewell, and immediately after the hug, he asked him to take this letter away personally, always feeling as if something had been distracted. the meaning of.

"But there is no reason, what I have to say is just to let me leave for one night or something...hey?"

Marda suddenly remembered the husband who had taken away his wife in the movie and TV series, and remembered the two British women who looked at him affectionately.

Malda sat up abruptly, looked at the thin letter and her face became serious. She thought for a while, and felt that neither Roland nor Alisa seemed to be severing her relationship by opening the letter, and said This letter is suspicious after all.

After hesitating for a while, Malda opened the letter, and the magic light flashed away. What surprised her was that what was wrapped in the precious envelope was just plain white paper.

"Paris is not safe tonight, please keep Marda for one night-Roland"

Malda was sluggish looking at this completely unexpected content. Isn't it safe?Why is that?Paris is the headquarters of the Tribunal.

She was bewildered, and the cross on her chest suddenly emitted a slight light. The girl was dumbfounded for a moment, and then her complexion changed greatly.

"Stop! Go back at full speed immediately!"

Chapter One Hundred and Four

Cinema, no, it should be said that after the opera house, where do you usually go on appointments?

Roland walked down the street holding Anna's hand, behaving a little confused, according to the usual practice, it should be a Parisian food tour. The problem is that there are traces of fighting in the smaller half of the city, due to food supply problems. Many stores have also closed. Shopping in such a street is always unpleasant.

The man who was thinking this way was a little unsure of what to do. He blamed himself for not doing enough homework in his heart. Anna gave Roland a blank expression, and the latter looked away in shock.

"Puff, forget it, don't mess with you."

Anna glanced at the trembling man interestingly, then took his hand back and said: "I have found a good place for lunch."

"Hey? That's it."

Roland Rumeng was amnesty, and after Anna went to the park where he had agreed to gather before, he looked at the girl leading the way with some curiosity, and didn't ask anything, until the two came to the beautiful lake.

The sun was full at noon, and there were many small boats rowing around on the blue-green lake, old people fishing on the shore in groups, and children playing back and forth on the green lawn.

Roland smiled slightly when he looked at this rare peaceful scenery. He turned his head to look at Anna, and asked curiously: "The scenery is really good, but how can I solve the food?"

Anna tilted her head and blinked at the man.

"Um, buy?"

"Buy? There is only a bakery around here, that baguette...I even thought about whether to bring a few sticks for self-defense when I went to the battlefield."