My Heroic Life

"See you, when I still have time."

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Merlin reacted very quickly to Roland's invitation. After Roland had communicated with him in the morning, the Magician of Flowers slowly got off the plane with his staff in the afternoon.

The reason why Merlin reacted so quickly was Roland’s words on the one hand, and also because Altria’s approval was fast. The King of Arashi naturally knew the partnership between the two in the past few decades, so he not only passed decisively but also urged Merlin. Some.

The magician of the flower arrived quickly with all the efforts. Before Roland's treatment was over, he was sent to the incantation laboratory, fortunately to watch the misery of his companion.

"I didn't expect that the first time I met was in such a place. To be honest, I thought it would be at Altria's wedding."

"...If I hadn't been nosy for decades, maybe it would have been."

Roland sighed with emotion, and squinted at the smiling flower magician.

"And don't hint here, I know what you think."

The man was a little helpless. He looked at Merlin with a smile on his face, and knew that he was urging the marriage in disguise. After all, the magician of the flower was also Altria’s teacher. Although he kept talking about not understanding human feelings, in fact this The guy is not indifferent to everything.

"My thoughts? No, I'm just reminding my friend of his previous wishes. After all, I will not interfere with the future of others. It is not a good thing for me to intervene without human feelings."

"You really don't intervene, but you have been encouraging me to intervene, right?" Roland floated, staring at Merlin with sharp eyes.

"You didn’t help me in Britain to save the country. Altria’s trust in you hurt your heart. After all, you know her original ending better than anyone else, so you helped me unreservedly. The final result also achieves your goals."

"Oh, you really embarrass me by exposing me so directly."

The white-haired magician scratched his head and smiled with embarrassment but no regrets, but after the laughter, he became serious. He looked at the man with loose hair and said seriously:

"Lan Qing, although your words are roughly correct, there are two differences. First of all, there is another reason why I helped you. Although it is ridiculous, I did treat you as the same kind for a while. Your changes also interest me very much. From the perspective of normal humans, we are called friends."

"As for the other point, the premise for me to help you is that Altria's wishes are so. If she strongly rejects you, I can't help it."

Hear what Merlin said.The man floating in the liquid smiled, suddenly feeling a little nostalgic.

"So, can you please help me again this time? With your cheating eyes."

Roland's approach to Merlin this time was not just to reminisce about the past. As a top magician, most of Merlin's role was in those eyes that saw through the future, and that ability was really what leaders dreamed of.

Since ancient times, no matter how heavy the magic circuit is, or how powerful the magic style can be manipulated, once there is no such eye, the magician will not be called the highest position.

"Let me use these eyes to pry into the future? But you also know Lan Qing. I can't see about you. This is one of the reasons why I am very interested in you."

"Of course it's not looking at me." The young man laughed at himself, and said seriously: "I want you to help me see them."

"...That's the case, but Lan Qing, do you know the type of my eyes?"

Merlin said so and looked at the young man, the light of magic power was shining in the lavender pupils of the dream demon.

Merlin's clairvoyance is able to see through the current eyes. Under those eyes, in the same era, he has the vision to see through everything even if he doesn't go anywhere, and by integrating all the information, he can do it. To predict the future.

Therefore, Merlin's eyes are to pry into the future, and this future is not 100% correct, because there is something missing in his intelligence - that is the interference of the man in front of him.

"This can be understood as a future that excludes what you have done, or a future where you are not too disruptive. Although that is not very good, it must be a very detrimental ending. Are you sure you want to see it? ?"

The Flower Magician looked a little serious. Merlin is very clear about the current situation in Europe. Although it is not very good to say that, it is almost a desperate situation in Merlin's view. It is based on the result of inference from the information obtained after excluding Roland's strong interference. His illusion may have a considerable impact on him.

"It's okay, let me see."

Roland said so and closed his eyes.

Chapter 186 Death Prediction (Part 1)

Merlin is a dream monster, so after conjecturing and sorting out the results through his clairvoyance, he will also habitually make dreams that are consistent with the conclusions. In this way, people can feel everything more immersively.

The power of language is limited. Merlin knows that everything he sees may not be able to be transmitted through words, but this method can, and the effect is more significant.

Roland, who was soaked in the potion, took the initiative to plunge into the dream weaved by the dream demon.

It was an incredible feeling, like a person who was clearly aware of everything walking in the darkness, suddenly branching out in front of him, and the four branching roads corresponded to the endings of different girls.

Roland hesitated before this fork in the road. For a while, he didn't even want to choose. According to Merlin, I am afraid that what he will see next will be a tragedy similar to the original Altria, and he doesn't know that these roads are all The corresponding person can only decide to walk in order from left to right after thinking for a long time.

The young man walked in the dark again, until the white light flashed in front of him, he lost his sense of self and began to observe.

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The first picture emerged.

The location is an unknown coastal town.

This is a small town that does not reach the scale of the city. The buildings are white in color and the houses are not high. Even the tallest building in the town does not exceed ten stories. It seems to be an economically underdeveloped residential area, a river Flowing through the center of the town to the sea, there are various ships floating on the sea.

The sky was gloomy and the dark clouds were impervious to the sun, making this originally beautiful town look particularly gloomy. In the cemetery near the town, a woman sadly placed a bouquet in front of a tombstone.

It's Malda.

Roland's expression changed at this moment, not because of the sad and tearful Malda, but because of a sword in front of the tombstone.

It was a black cross sword, with something like a rose cane entwined around the sword grid, exuding a wave of evil, like a silent grave guard.

That is Joan's sword.

Joan is dead?

At this moment, Roland's brain was empty, and his body shook. Although he had been mentally prepared before, when this scene was really performed in front of him, Roland was still inevitably shocked.

He looked at Malda's expression, and then at the bouquet on the ground-roses, indeed the flowers that Joan of Arc suddenly liked recently.

It's really Joan.

Roland's mood was difficult to describe for a moment, he pursed his mouth and continued to look at it.

Malda was very sad. She said a lot in tears at Joan's tomb, but Roland couldn't hear what she said, so she said so until the picture gradually disappeared.

The next screen appears.

It was still this small town, but the scenery was quite different. Burning houses, billowing smoke, countless monsters billowing from the south all over the field of vision, in contrast to the poor number of soldiers.

The fleeing crowd ran past Marda with a horrified expression, and she moved forward against the crowd.

Then the battle began.

It was a side-to-side battle. The few apostle soldiers died, and the corpses fell to the ground in various directions. Although there were more deaths and injuries than monsters, the corpses piled up into a hill, but they were countless. quantity.

Malda has been fighting and has never stopped, but the soldiers are falling down continuously. The battle has started for a long time and there is still no reinforcements coming. Gradually, the holy light she shoots begins to dim, and her fists start to be weak. The breathing was getting heavier and heavier, the sweat was left behind with the enemy's blood, and then in the ocean of monsters, an extremely huge giant rushed out.

It was a monster that was more than a hundred meters tall and looked like a mansion, and could block most of its vision when approached. As soon as it appeared, other monsters retreated, leaving only Malda to fight against it.