My Heroic Life

However, due to the beauty-loving nature and the idea of ​​[if he woke up and want him to see his perfect self], Malda put on makeup a rare occasion. The makeup artist's deep smile made her blush, but she did not There is no idea to conceal his own mind.

If it was before, Marda would probably wear the mask of a saint and go to the guard, but now, she chose to bring a bouquet and love as a girl in love to visit her lover in the hospital.

There are two reasons for this change. One is that she was shocked in the previous battle. Whether it was Altria or Morgan Lefy, they both risked their lives to pull Roland back from the edge of losing control. , This kind of deep feeling made her understand the strength of the opponent, and now it is not the time to hide.

On the other hand, it was because of Anna's entrustment in the land of dreams that night.

Who is Anna?That could be regarded as the person who was Roland's dead wife. Malda was recognized by her. In other words, she was already an official authorized wife. In this case, she would naturally perform her duties.

After preparing, Malda came to the medical area. It was extremely quiet in the early morning. Only the security personnel were patrolling back and forth. Malda greeted them and walked into the recuperation room, staring at the man on the bed and staring in a daze.

She walked slowly to the bed and stood by his bed for a long time, just looking at his face silently, and Malda felt that her heart that had become tense for a long time was relaxed.

She stood like this for a long time, listening quietly to his steady breathing. After a long time, she pulled over the chair by the bed, sat down and stretched out her hand to stroke the youth's unsuspecting face.

Although they are under the same roof, in fact neither Joan of Arc nor Malda seldom see his sleeping face. Malda had several opportunities when Roland used the crystallization of courage to transfer his soul.

But at that time her feelings had not yet awakened, and there was nothing special about looking after the youth, coupled with the worry about Joan at that time, so that her attention was not focused on Roland at all, at most just to see if she was awake. , Prepare food every day and wait for news.

But this time is different. Now Marda has deep roots in love. After receiving Anna’s approval, she directly changed her thinking to wife mode. She stroked Roland's face, which was obviously much better than the previous two days, and breathed a sigh of relief. Some self-blaming muttered.

"Sorry, Lan, there have been too many things these days, I can't take care of you by my side, so I have to hand you over to the two women temporarily."

Malda's hand swept away the hair on the young man's forehead, and she felt a lot of crisis in her heart when she thought of the night.

"Although I am very unwilling, but judging from the behavior that night, those two women shouldn't hurt you, so I reluctantly left you temporarily. After all, this country is now operating under your name. A big problem will affect your reputation, which I cannot accept."

Marda squinted her eyes and pulled one of the man's hands against her cheek, napping the man's hand gently like a cat, feeling the warmth of her lover.

In Malda’s view, the work of the last few days is not a disaster from heaven, but a temporary replacement for her husband who is ill. Therefore, the saint has worked hard these days to do everything she can to do her best. Hope After Roland woke up, the pressure was not so heavy.

"Since I have promised to take care of you for Senior Anna, I will naturally become a good wife who will not lose to her. Although I still have many shortcomings, as long as I am given time, I think most of them can be corrected, otherwise I will worship every year. I didn't even have the face to see Senior Anna."

Malda smiled, her goal for herself now has become a good helper. Altria and Morgan Leffield are powerful. After the fall, Joan of Arc also has a sharp increase in combat effectiveness. Frankly speaking, Malda feels that she is in the military. They had to lose half a step, and Roland was very strong, and she didn't need her help in terms of force.

What Malda can protect is his heart, which has always been the case. This is why Anna feels that the two are alike. In their eyes, Roland is a person who is strong but has obvious weaknesses and needs care and protection. , Their love for men is indulgent, which is a kind of affection that favors sister and brother.

Yes, just like the big sister who is gentle and tolerant, taking care of men who have a hard shell but occasionally have problems, Malda never thinks that her lover is invincible, or that she is a woman with a strong guardianship. .

She lightly poked Roland's cheek with her finger, remembering the British intelligence that was about to be completed before, and her face was unwaveringly firm.

"I can't give up you or something."

Chapter 145 Revisiting the Old Bed

Marda is not a person who likes to make trouble without reason. She is a kind-hearted person with a relatively high moral standard. So after the talk event, when Joan of Arc's body changed, she had already issued an order to the Intelligence Division of the Tribunal to collect British intelligence. The command.

Although the order to gather intelligence was temporarily shelved due to a series of events later, after the night Roland fought Altria and others, Malda restarted the task again.

If she and Joan previously regarded Altria and others as foreign monarchs who aimed at Roland and whose true intentions were unknown, then after that night, she would fundamentally dispel the possibility that Altria and others had other intentions.

They are here for Roland, any other purpose is to cover up, and cannot be moved by any other conditions to give up the goal.

In this case, Malda's vigilance has been raised to the highest level. As the saying goes, knowing oneself knows that the enemy is not dead in battle. After studying British intelligence, Malda has fully understood the strength of the opponent.

That is a feeling that is almost impossible to be shaken. They have built a wall with him that is difficult to break through time. Any external attack is undesirable, and they can only fight with their own sincerity.

"Although the current environment is obviously beneficial to me, I am not a woman who likes to use the right time and place to forcibly tie you around."

Marda shook her ten fingers with Roland, and said straightforwardly as she did on the battlefield: "Since there is a war, then you have to defeat it head-on, and get what you want openly. The external force can only last for a while, but I think What I want is the happiness of a lifetime."

She looked at the ring on Roland's other hand. It was worn by Morgan Le Fei on the grounds of maintaining the stability of his soul and replenishing defects. Malda knew that these were probably rhetoric, but what about?

Even if it stops, Roland should still absorb the soul in the ring after he is sober. Besides, what is the use of not allowing Roland to absorb it?Only a thousand days to be a thief, without a thousand days to guard against a thief, does Marda have to live in the shadow of the ring for a lifetime, guarding against the recovery of Roland's memories every day?

It is meaningless to do this. If Roland remembers the past and leaves Malda, it means that their feelings are nothing more than this. If they do not leave, what ring do they need to guard against?

The saint who figured this out did not stop Morgan, but she never gave up.

"If it will come sooner or later, let it explode directly. Your bond is strong, and our feelings are by no means false."

Marda looked at the ring with her eyes like a sword, and the words faintly spoken like a war declaration.

"You may indeed love each other, but that is only the past. The most important thing is that it is his clone, which is different from the body. Here is Roland, and we are the ones who have gone through the storm with him."

The blue-haired girl withdrew her gaze when she said so. She watched the man in front of the bed, looking forward to the moment he opened his eyes. Only then can a man with a complete memory make both sides stand on the same starting line. Go all out.

However, it is a pity that Roland did not wake up on this day after all, but Marda was not discouraged. She dutifully guarded Roland for a day. Unlike Morgan Lefy, the upright and kind saint did not move anything wrong. Mind, it can only be said to be of good character and make judgments.

In the early morning of the next day, Malda, who had smoked Roland for a day, was full of energy again. It can only make people sigh that the power of love is so magical. She changed shifts with Joan of Arc, who came to handover, and will collect information about Britain. After telling the girl, he went to handle the heavy work for Roland again.

However, what Malda did not expect was that the strong Joan of Arc in the past was in a sensitive and fragile period after the change, and the informed Joan could not accept the overwhelming time difference. Emotions broke out in confusion and anxiety, and was subsequently subdued by Roland. .

As a result, Jeanne, who had the worst mentality, became the one among the four who ran away. As soon as Roland woke up, she ate enough, or in other words, was eaten enough.

After three days of hunting monsters and one day of nursing, Joan, who was tossed and choked, was already exhausted. After letting go of the burden of thought, she began to feel groggy.

She lay in Roland’s arms, her breath was full of man’s scent, her body was warm, her eyelids heavier and heavier, the disaster of prison and running around exhausted her energy, she wanted to sleep, but she felt It is too shameful for a man to sleep in his arms.

"I, I might have to sleep for a while, let me go, there is a lounge next door."

"Go to the next door? That's okay." Roland muttered and glanced at Joan of Arc, who was dancing at the center of the hug. The girl was already fighting with shaky eyelids. He thought about it and said simply:

"It's the same here. Sleep with me."

"Huh? What stupid thing are you talking about, you want me to sleep in the same bed with you, don't you have any shame?"

"...But haven't we slept before?"

"what."

Hearing Roland's reminder, Joan looked dazed, and immediately thought of the last time the two slept together after being drunk on Drake's boat, and then blushed and hurriedly defended.

"Then, that time was an accident! Yes, it was drunk, this time is different."

"It's different this time, it's so."

Glancing at Joan of Arc's unconvincing face, redder than drunk, Roland tilted his eyes for a moment, then sighed:

"Yes, you are right. After all, Joan is like a child who has never grown up. It is too early for you to share a bed."

"What, what?"

Joan's body stiffened and her eyes opened fiercely, but because she was cute, she didn't feel threatening.

"After all, the kisses are all...just four times. It's still too early. If it's a mature Malda, it shouldn't be like this."

Roland seemed to mumble a little disappointedly, and Jeanne's body trembled when she heard the words, and she spoke decisively to expose Malda's old bottom.