My Heroic Life

His Majesty the Emperor is also not very clear, in short, he is very curious.

As for hearing the content, Nero smiled unconsciously.

"Umm, that's right."

She held her arms in the water, showing a complacent look, inexplicably feeling a little joy in her heart, and at the same time a little itchy.

"It's a strange feeling, but I don't hate it."

His Majesty the Emperor combed his hair in the water, and inadvertently looked up at the sky.

At this time, it was just the dark clouds drifting by, and a silver moon appeared in the sky, and the silver moonlight shone down the panoramic skylight and shone on Nero.

"Today, is it moonlit night?"

Chapter 30 Your Excellency, Titanic Sinks

[The distance between Nero and Roland: 560m]

Moonlight has often made Nero Claudius sad for the past three years. After all, in Greece three years ago, she met the man of destiny, but at the same time lost her trace.

So afterwards, on every moonlit night, she would recall every minute and every second of the past, and she would often drank her sorrows with wine, but today, when she saw the silver moon, Nero was not as sad as usual.

"Is that guy the reason?"

The girl muttered to herself, and a muscular man appeared in her mind.

"Mmm, although it is annoying, but after he came, it was a lot of fun."

Nero said so, making the maid by the water feel distressed for a while.

Emperor Nero Claudius was actually a lonely man.

Unlike Altoria, who was accompanied by twelve strong men over the strait to fight the world, Nero was a defensive monarch. However, as the saying said, it is easy to start a business and it is difficult to maintain a career, and Nero is the emperor. It's easy, but it's far more difficult to do than Altria.

After all, Altria is the king who was killed by the bayonet and saw Hong in troubled times. Her followers are numerous, and the round-table cowherd group is improper, and she will die without her. She has enough prestige to say one thing, who If you dare to criticize...hehe.

Of course, the great King Arthur can't do it, but the chefs are not so reasonable.

Therefore, although the throne of the British Knight King is not easy to sit on, as long as it sits on it, it is as stable as a mountain. With the merits of cost, Altria can stop all doubters.

But Nero was not like that.

Nero was the successor of the empire. When she succeeded to the throne, the whole country rose to peace. She had no way to rise to prominence. The various power groups were basically formed, waiting for a weak and incompetent king to divide the big cake of imperial power. The mother who pushed her to the stage was like that.

However, the final result was unexpected. The child, who was only seventeen years old at the time, showed a firm attitude under the presence of many monsters and monsters. She was tenacious and insisted on walking out of her own emperor's way in the darkness, but correspondingly, she Also paid some price.

That is people who are not close.

If the noble king is lonely, then the multi-talented emperor is probably proud.

But no matter how proud, Nero must admit that she longed for something, something more intense than art.

A girl can subconsciously feel it, it is probably something that can burn her heart and make her feel alive. It may even make her crazy and lead her to destruction. But like all artists, Nero Not only is he not afraid of fear, he is eager for something fierce.

And this feeling has appeared in her twice, once in the encounter three years ago, and once in the last two days.

The two are similar, but not the same.

If the last encounter was a red heart like a meteorite impact, then this time getting along with Roland is like a continuous spring rain, silently immersed in Nero’s heart, moisturizing things so silently that even Nero himself To the point that has not been noticed.

"That guy, if only it could be a little cute."

Nero said to herself, Roland's current status in her mind is not clear to her, but she thinks she should be considered a friend?

So far, there is only one person Nero can call a friend, that is, a certain regretful child who has been decorated with dragon horns for many years, singing...Is it still so-so?

All in all, it's just one sentence --- I have few friends.

The young girl in the flower season desires to have someone close to her, this is human nature, but the degree of closeness is a question.

The warmth in the body has not subsided, but it has been relieved a lot. Nero stood up and walked towards the air-conditioning room. On the other side, the long-haired boy was playing hide-and-seek with the guards.

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[The distance between Nero and Roland: 225m]

When a guard walked towards the hot water bathing area, Roland was frankly shocked, but the boy thought for a while and remembered Teacher Ma's instructions.

"There will probably be a patrol team passing by once or twice every night, but it doesn't matter. Just hide in the hot air chamber for a while. The apostle guards can't detect your breath, and they can't find you in the steamy hot air chamber."

"That's it, I understand."

Thinking of the conversation at the time, Roland calmed down his heartbeat, got out of the water a few times and got into the hot air chamber. Although it is a hot air chamber, it is not small in scale. It is completely an independent hall with a total of eight marbles. The pillars were distributed on both sides, Roland chose the penultimate one on the left, leaning on the pillars generously and waiting for the guards to pass.

The visibility of the hot air chamber was less than two meters. Unless the guards came to a reinforced company, they would not be able to block Roland at all, and they had no such idea.

The boy's eyes glowed with a faint golden glow, observing the magic attire on the guards.

It seems to be a kind of equipment that can lock the enemy, but like the guards' 25th boy Chiron said, this thing cannot detect the soul.

Think about it, the Golden Palace is an imperial palace, not a rural grave. Where are the lonely wild ghosts? Besides, even if there are one or two, low-level monsters like ghosts will just be wiped out when they encounter Nero, and they are not a threat at all. .

The footsteps of the guard passed not far to the other side, and Roland smiled slightly when he saw this.

But so, safe and secure.

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[The distance between Nero and Roland: 76m]

"From the beginning, it made Yu a little strange, what is it..."

Nero muttered to himself in the air-conditioned room, and his emerald eyes looked at the door of the hot air room next door.

The guards did say that there was no abnormality after patrolling. The magic attire in their hands could even offset part of the enemy's breath breaking skills. It is reasonable to say that there are assassins that cannot be found, and this feeling always feels different from humans. .....

"A ghost?"

Lightning flashed in the girl's mind, and she finally knew where this familiarity came from. She had indeed seen this kind of monster in the Roman Demon Realm when she was on the front line, and it felt very close to the current feeling.

So that's why the magic costumes of the guards didn't respond?But where did it come from?

Nero looked at the flowing water, and succeeded in making up for a reason—probably it was mixed into these magical waters and was transported in.

It would be very troublesome to let the guards who can't sense it deal with it. Forget it, just a ghost, so it can be solved easily. It is enough to deal with without weapons.

Nero thought so and stepped into the hot air room. The steaming heat made her body hot again. The blush climbed on her cheeks, and the waves of water flowed in her beautiful eyes. The girl gritted her teeth and accelerated her walking speed. Fight quickly.