My Heroic Life

The young man breathed a sigh of relief after expressing his stance. He knew that Marda in front of him was okay. If this matter were to be known to the other three people, he would not know how much trouble it would cause.

Sure enough, in order to get rid of the stigma of eroticism, I'd better gang up with Zigefei and the others in the future, at least it's safer, there are dragon meat to eat, and the family is still harmonious.

A little bit of time passed in the chat, and noon arrived very quickly. After eating the lunch that Malda personally fed, Roland said goodbye to her and prepared to welcome the next visitor. He was the most unsure of how to deal with it. girl.

Morgan Lefrey.

Now that his memory is completely restored, due to Roland's entanglement with her, he is even a little afraid to see Morgan. The relationship between the two is really cut and chaotic.

What kind of identity will you use to face Morgan in a while?Roland pinched his eyebrows in distress.

Is it the same teacher as before?Or as the Knights of the Round Table?Or is it the presiding judge of the trial court now?After all, Roland couldn't even figure out what kind of feelings he felt for her.

Morgan is the only girl that Roland has seen since childhood. Although Altria was a child when she met him, Roland's body was also a child at that time. The two of them were equal, and the relationship was also a childhood sweetheart. They spent a long time together. It’s normal to fall in love with feelings, but Morgan...

At that time, Yin Lan raised her as a daughter. The relationship between the two is naturally deep, but it must be said that there is a window period of more than ten years. During that time, Morgan had a love-hate relationship with him, and then there was Britain. In the final battle, the two reconciled, and after that, the memory in Roland's mind was almost broken, because it was gone.

So in fact, the youth's feelings towards Morgan have not changed much, or they tend to favor the younger generations. As for love, maybe there is?

Roland sighed and shook his head, really saying that he was not good at his feelings. Morgan was only in his early ten years when the two separated. Although he was really cute, he had to say that he fell in love with Morgan...she was still a child. what.

But what Roland didn't know was that his relationship was incomplete, and he couldn't see what kind of relationship he was for a while, but for Morgan, everything was logical. It's better to say that his love has finally come to an end.

Then, in the struggle of the youth, the witch came.

Morgan today is different from the past. Her platinum blonde hair is tied into a high ponytail, she is wearing a black lace dress, her legs are black stockings with high heels, and her left ring finger is wearing a silver ring. She is nervous when she enters the room. The stiff movements are quite different from the previous unscrupulous.

She stood at the door and looked at Roland for a long time. The two of them did not speak for a while. Roland didn't know what to say, and Morgan was emotionally unable to say it.

After about a minute, the man pointed to the other side of the sofa and reluctantly said, "Morgan, sit down first."

"Ok."

The girl sat down as ordered, staring at Roland on the sofa and sorting out her thoughts. The young man was seen a little hairy, and she could only pour tea for the two to hide their panic.

"Teacher, do you remember everything about Britain?"

Morgan spoke for the first time since entering the door. Roland's voice shook subconsciously. The man poured the tea and raised his head.

"I should think of it all."

He said with some uncertainty that Morgan began to ask questions one by one.

"Do you remember our last battle in the world?"

"This, I remember this."

"We were in the British Devilland before. How about you and Arthur fighting with me?"

"I remember this too."

"Then in the end, what about the things you taught me magic when you were a kid, that is... those things about the heart, do you remember?"

"...Well, I remember."

"That's great, great, really great!"

When Morgan heard Roland's affirmation, her emotions suddenly became agitated. Her eyes were red, tears swirled in them, and she had to close her eyes and adjust her breathing to calm herself down.

At this moment when all memories were restored, the young man was truly resurrected in Morgan’s eyes. The witch thanked this impossible miracle in her heart, and then opened her eyes and asked:

"Teacher, what do you plan to do next?"

"Huh? What should I do?"

Roland stared at Morgan in front of him, and found that she was looking at him nervously. The affection in her eyes was not concealed. At this moment, the man seemed to be electrocuted. He hurriedly looked away and raised his teacup to look around. For him.

"Next, I am going to stay here. After all, the European Union is my previous painstaking effort, and it is still in the war phase. I do not intend to leave this country for the time being."

"Well, indeed, I understand this, and I can understand it."

Morgan let out a sigh of relief when she heard Roland say that. What she feared most was that Roland would go directly to Altria after recovering her memories. If a man really wants to abandon everything and marry Altria back home, then Morgan Knowing that no one in the world can stop Arthur.

Whether it is Joan of Arc, Malda, or the heroic spirits of the entire court, these will not be obstacles. As long as a man is willing to go back with her, Altria will definitely take him away, even if he is an enemy of everyone, even The war is not hesitating.

Fortunately, Roland's sense of responsibility prevented him from making such a choice, so Morgan would have a chance. Altria would return to Britain sooner or later, but Morgan did not need it.

"If the teacher doesn't go back, then I will be with you too. I didn't have any job in Britain."

Morgan rubbed his teacup with a blushing face and said: "I will help you with all my strength, and then wait until everything is over, we will get married again..."

"Morgan."

Before talking about the key points, Roland suddenly interrupted the woman. He pondered for a long time and said:

"I think we need to talk."

Chapter One Hundred and Five

"Talk about it? I don't quite understand what you mean."

Morgan Lefy was a little confused, aren't they talking now?Naturally, she didn't know that this was the starting form of Roland's parents' language. The young man pondered the words and spoke slowly.

"Well, Morgan, I, I haven't clarified my thoughts yet. After all, when we met last time, I thought there would be basically no chance to meet in the future, so..."

"and so?"

"So I may have said something, I mean, uh, we may all need some time to calm down."

Morgan Lefey watched Roland look away and hesitated, the joy of joy gradually disappeared, and she gave a ugly smile.

"Calm down... what do you mean, teacher?"

"In fact, I have always regarded you as a student and a disciple. In fact, in the past, I never thought that we might have that kind of relationship. After all, you were too young at that time."

Roland rubbed his hands nervously. He glanced at Morgan's expressionless face. The witch bit her lip, and said a little hardly:

"I was indeed a child at the time. You didn't have that feeling for me and I can understand it, but now I am not a child and the misunderstanding is resolved. Then the problem is resolved?"

"This, I mean, you have had some special feelings for me since you were young. I know about this, but I think you should think about it again."

Roland lowered his head and said, as if afraid to look at Morgan's eyes, the witch chuckled, she blinked and took a deep breath and asked:

"Consider? What do I need to consider?"

"I mean, maybe because I was by your side when you were the weakest and lonely, you developed a sense of dependence on me and became a good impression. When you learned the truth later, you obviously suffered a big impact, which made you I have regained my childhood thoughts, but I want to know that at that time you were still young, and your thoughts were definitely not appropriate."

"Oh? It really fits the teacher's character. Maybe it is possible."