My Heroic Life

"but......"

The dark curtain hand scratched his head, a little worried.

How can I tell you the fact that you are likely to be caught as a hot weapon by women after the close.

Chapter 2 fate stay night

"Ahem, I must tell you before synthesis."

"?"

"That, that's..." The dark screen man hesitated: "After the close, uh, you may be more popular."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"It's [Courage] that for some reason will make you degenerate a little bit older and...beautiful, and the word [Pure] has always made people feel good."

"Age degradation? How much?"

Yin Lan was a little confused when she heard the words, and the person behind the curtain replied: "Not much, not much, only about sixteen, which is shorter."

"Oh, I'm scared to death, it doesn't matter, you go together."

Yin Lan breathed a sigh of relief, but it seemed to him that it was not a big deal to be sixteen or seventeen years old. He hadn't expected his height for so many years, fighting with mystery. As for what looks better and feels good, these are obviously positive buffs. what.

He is not like the enthusiastic citizen Mr. Jin, who has always been his goal to get along with others.

The dark screen man looked at the young man below, feeling as if he was paying attention to the wrong point.

"Why don't you move anymore, hurry up."

"...Okay, probably you should have this calamity in your fate."

"Huh? What did you say?"

As soon as Yin Lan's voice fell, a strong light appeared on the screen in front of him. In the next moment, the two crystals overlapped and entangled into one, and finally turned into a crystal slightly smaller than [Freedom].

"Is it time to start again?"

Yin Lan raised her head and looked at the boss, and found that the boss was also watching him.

"This time I want to give you a piece of advice." The dark screen man said earnestly: "Try not to expose the soul to a woman."

"Huh? What do you mean..."

Advent start

The prompt sounded, interrupting Yin Lan's words, the next moment the light flickered, and the young man's figure had disappeared.

The golden pupils of the dark screen man stared at the place where the young man had left, his thoughts tumbling.

"I hope you didn't die in bed this time."

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It is a forest at night.

Nero Claudius was lying on the icy ground, the hem of his gorgeous skirt covered with mud and blood stuck to his body.

She lay on her back weakly, with moonlight reflected in her eyes.

I will die here today.

Nero Claudius thought so, with a desperate expression on his face, at this moment the proud emperor had to admit his mistake.

She underestimated the enemy, and underestimated the land.

This year Nero Claudius was seventeen years old, marking his first year as Emperor of Rome.

Seventeen is an underage age in the eyes of the world today. It is an age that still needs to learn in school and absorb knowledge to grow. It is the age of youth Zhengmao, but it is also an age that is extremely difficult to be recognized by the world.

Nero is a genius. She has been educated by nobles since she was a child. She has shown amazing talents at this young age. Riding, swordsmanship, art, strategy, and even architecture also have high attainments, but all of this is Under the emperor's crown, he was eclipsed.

No matter how talented and highly anticipated by the people, she could not really become the emperor when she was pushed to the throne by her mother at a young age. Although her identity as a heroic spirit won some capital for her, the power of Rome still rests with her mother Agge. The hands of Lipina and the Senate.

Long-term efforts did not yield results, and in order to prove herself, Nero, who became impatient, was induced to make a wrong decision that she now regrets.

That is to set foot in the cursed land of the Greek province.

Nero, who fell to the ground, could still hear the metal collision of distant weapons, and his body could feel the slight vibration of the ground. The fear in his heart was aroused at this moment, and the blood loss intensified the tremor of the body.

Both the monsters here and the projections of the gods named pseudo-gods are too abnormal. The province with a coverage rate of over 80% of the magical realm is full of dangers. It is hard to imagine what the people on this land are like. Survived.

But these are no longer important, and Nero is about to die.

The girl in the red dress looked up at the sky, tears in her eyes unconsciously.

Will such a good artist like Yu disappear from this world like this?Obviously, everyone in the world hasn't witnessed Yu Zhi's talent, but they want to be here...

The aura of the girl who was thinking about this was getting weaker and weaker, her eyes closed involuntarily, but at this moment, like apocalypse, a human voice appeared in Nero's ear.

"Oh, it's really hilarious, what should we do, boss, are we going to play?"

A voice without any sense of tension sounded, but he was clearly speaking in this cruel battlefield. This person is probably a powerful fighter.

Nero thought this way, as if a drowning person grabbed the driftwood, she opened her mouth with the remaining strength and tried her best to call for help.

"help me."

The voice was too small, and it was almost inaudible in this battlefield where all kinds of voices were mixed, but what she didn't expect was that even such a small voice actually called people.

That was a moment that Nero Claudius would never forget in his life.

In the cold moonlight, a figure appeared before her eyes.

It was a beauty about her age with light golden eyes and long dark hair. She was wearing a black coat that matched her hair color, and she was plated with silver light in the moonlight.

Her eyes are facing each other with Nero’s green pupils. The pale gold pupils are full of majesty and mystery, but her expression is sad and compassionate, and only this slight sadness can make those who see it. My heart was tight, and I unconsciously wanted to do something for her.

If it weren’t for still knowing that he didn’t die, Nero would even think that he had reached the palace of Venus, the goddess of beauty. The person in front of her made her so amazing. No matter how beautiful the moonlight was in front of her, it would be eclipsed, and she could only be used as a foil to her. Glamorous and mysterious supporting role.

Nero's eyes widened, almost greedily trying to engrave her appearance in his mind, even the heart lacking blood was trembling and beating at this moment.

"The kid nearby, no, is it an apostle?"

The neutral voice that is difficult to distinguish between genders sounded, cool and gentle, with a lamenting guess about Nero's identity.

Nero, who was dying and dirty in the night, was not recognized. The girl wanted to make a sound but couldn't do it. Then in front of her, the man bowed down and sat down beside her.