My Heroic Life

If it was usual, Agrippina asked her to have morning tea in the morning, which would basically be an announcement to the entire Golden Palace that the two are about to quarrel today.

That's right, this kind of situation is almost bound to break out a fierce quarrel, for many reasons, but the result is the same.

That was when Nero walked away, and the two parties broke up.

But today, there was an exception. The Queen Mother Agripina did not show an aggressive attitude. Although she wanted to question Roland and Nero at one time, they were all subtly resolved by the Emperor.

In this kind of Taijiquan-like conversation, the two of them just stayed up for nearly a morning, and then Nero ended the visit under the pretext of busy government affairs.

Judging from what has happened so far, today can simply be commented on the Day of the Golden Palace Mother’s Compassionate Child Filial Piety.

"what time is it now?"

"Your Majesty, a quarter past eleven."

"Is that so? It takes more time than expected."

Nero sighed as he watched the work sent in the morning on the throne of handling government affairs in the past. Originally, it was planned that the two would finish the work together in the morning, and then leave before noon to fly to the magical realm, and then hold a military meeting to formulate a strategy.

From tomorrow on, we will work with him to solve the first king-level fantasy species in Roman history. Nero is a little excited to think of this.

This is a major event to be recorded in the annals of history. The names of every general who participated in this battle will be recorded. Nero, who is the main battle force of the heroic spirits, and Roland, a military adviser, are the core decision-makers of this battle and will definitely be recorded. Together.

Yes, the current emperor is looking forward to it. It is obviously an iron-blooded war, but because the two went into battle together, they brought a romantic atmosphere. To be recorded in history together is not only an honor in Nero's view, but also a one. Kind of memorial.

Similar to the feeling of xx year xx anniversary.

As for the outcome of the war?Isn't that for sure?Nero will definitely go all out this time, and Roland's command is impeccable. Neither of them felt that there would be any surprises in this encirclement and suppression of the king-level fantasy species.

"Counting the time, he is probably almost here."

Nero looked at the empty chair opposite while dealing with government affairs, and suddenly had the illusion of a surge in work.

How could this be?Is it because that man...

Realizing that he was accustomed to Roland's help, Nero was a little unwilling. At this speed, she would not be able to leave until the afternoon at the earliest.

"Forget it, let him temporarily over there."

Although the generals are probably unlikely to be completely obedient, they are not stupid either. They have already learned Roland's ability before, and they will not deliberately offend him by saying anything.

Roland is able to participate in the command. If he is placed in a bad position because of a few nonsense, then there is really no place to cry.

The battlefield is ruthless, going up to the generals down to the soldiers, maybe it will be dead if something happens, when all thoughts are turned into dirt, what can be disputed?

"Umm, speed up."

His Majesty Nero, who was eager to go to the battlefield, began to explode.

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In the car driving to the Demon Realm, Roland once again held the small pocket bottles, but unlike the first time, Roland had a calm face and sharp eyes, holding the row of blood-colored bottles as if he was about to step on. Soldiers on the battlefield.

He picked out the first bottle with his fingers and opened the cap, a breath with obviously different concentration of magic power leaked from the bottle. Roland stretched out his finger to block the mouth of the bottle, and turned the bottle upside down to let the liquid flow onto his fingers. .

A crystal but faint white light emerged from Roland's fingertips, instantly evaporating half of the liquid in the bottle. At this moment, the man lowered his head, the expression in his eyes was complicated.

After a while, the man in the back of the car raised his face, tightened the cap of the small bottle and carefully put it back into the belt, and then took out another one to do the same.

A minute later, Roland completed all the preparations. He wrapped his tactical belt tightly, and looked at the clouds in the sky and said to the driver lightly:

"Do you know the distance between human eyes?"

"what?"

"Or, do you know how far the horizon is from you?"

"No...I don't know, Lord Roland."

The driver shook his head slightly in confusion. Roland didn't comment on seeing this, but continued:

"My physical height is two meters. Now I am sitting in a low chair so I have to reduce it a lot, but with the height of the car itself, considering all aspects, the eye position is about 1.7 meters from the ground."

"Um...what do you want to say?"

"What I want to say is that at this distance, the distance between the border card of the Demon Realm and me is about 4.5 kilometers, and the signal disorder of the Demon Realm is about 5 kilometers, which means that we were not in the signal five minutes ago. Disorder zone..."

Roland smiled at the driver whose face changed in the front rearview mirror.

"Is there a signal shielding device on this car?"

"!"

At this moment, the driver's face was murderous. He braked and flicked the vehicle directly across the road. In the next second, the driver opened the door and jumped out. At the same time, the car that had not stopped exploded violently.

The sudden appearance of the roar and the blazing fire caused the convoys in front and behind to stop in a hurry. However, the soldiers who got on and off the vehicles were not surprised. Instead, they came forward with various weapons. With burning vehicles on standby.

"Why did the magic bomb suddenly detonate?"

"He noticed, I have no choice but to use a backup plan."

The driver, who was covered in dust and got up from the ground, reported this to the leader of the team. The leader nodded when he heard the words, and watched the burning vehicle give orders.

"Search it, you want to see people alive, and corpses when you die."

"Don't bother..." At the moment when the soldiers were about to step forward, a voice suddenly came from the back of the entire team, causing everyone present to take action.

"I have come to see you."

Chapter 42 It's a pity you didn't hunt a horse

"Well......"

Inside the Golden Palace, His Majesty Nero made a depressed voice.

That guy should have almost arrived, but the closer you are to the destination, the more difficult it is to communicate. If you think about it this way, should you put this down first?

Nero was processing the documents and turning his pen, and some did not know what to do with the next itinerary.

By the way, wouldn't that guy send her a text message in the terminal?It's too quiet if there is no news.

Recently, Roland and Nero have not been together all the time. When the two of them are dealing with government affairs, whoever gets tired will take some rest. After all, Roland is a white job, and Nero is not a capitalist who exploits workers. Don't even give rest.

Most of Nero’s personal rest time is to listen to music, or appreciate paintings and rose gardens. As for Roland... this person has a problem!

Nero wanted to shout loudly when he thought of this. Roland, a man who is far inferior to Nero in many fields such as art and music, and far surpassed her in military and other fields, has a hobby that is very close to Nero, that is sports!

Roland likes sports very much, but his likes are somewhat different from Nero.