My Heroic Life

Hasan Sabah originally thought that the assassination order was just a group of weaker heroes, but he did not expect such a master to be hidden in it. Nero was almost certain that she was not the opponent of this tall skeleton swordsman.

"What needs to be verified has been achieved, my goal has been achieved, fighting is not what I want, but only a means to achieve the goal."

Hassan’s burning eyes were silently watching the young man who was so cold in the moonlight ahead of him, not knowing what he was thinking, and Roland... he didn’t even know what Hassan was going to do. .

I was beaten and almost killed me. What on earth do you want to do?What did you verify again?

Roland looked down at his soul body, rubbed his chin and guessed there, are you... an anti-domestic person?

I feel that I am an abnormal life whose soul is hidden in a man-made, so I want to save it?

Does the Assassination Order still have this doctrine?

Roland was thinking wildly there, and Hassan's words came in his ear.

"Although I don't know why you are like this, the people of the valley will fulfill the agreement, you can rest assured."

???

What do you mean?

"Oh, uh...what are you trying to say?"

Facing Hassan's uncomplicated preface, Roland finally couldn't hold it back anymore. He scratched his head with a little embarrassment and had to ask.

It's a pity that Hassan didn't seem to want to answer, and the black cloak reappeared on the Skeleton Swordsman after finishing this.

Wait, I'm leaving now?There is really no explanation at all?Agreement, who made the agreement with whom?

The lack of information made Roland's heart numb for a while. He watched Hassan turned around in a daze, but Nero behind him uttered for the first time after a long silence.

"Hassan Sabah, as the leader, your departure this time can be regarded as the assassination sect giving up the pursuit of Yu Zhi's lover?"

His Majesty the Emperor seriously questioned the Skeleton Swordsman, which shocked Roland.

Little ancestor, can't you let him go quickly?I have been holding back this blood for five minutes!

The young man waved his hand at His Majesty the Emperor. He who knew the assassination sect very well replied on his behalf:

"Didn't he say that he represents the individual? And he doesn't manage the affairs of the group anymore, so you tell him..."

"Yes, we will abandon this action."

"Have you heard...huh? What did you say?"

Roland widened his eyes and looked back at Hassan's leaving back, a little bit distrustful of his ears.

You are all clanging poorly, are you still such a backbone?By the way, the business that I received can be returned?

"You are a person who cannot be killed by the sect, but this time you received a commission by mistake..."

Hassan did not look back, but the heavy voice uttered a message that Nero and Roland could not understand. After walking a few more steps, he stood still and continued:

"Then I will leave tonight."

After saying goodbye, the tall skeleton swordsman disappeared in place, leaving only Roland and Nero to sort out their messages.

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By the burning campfire, Roland and Nero sat opposite each other, each with complicated thoughts in their hearts.

Roland stared at the crackling fire, and was stunned as he recalled the previous experience of fighting and communicating with Hassan.

It has been an hour since Hassan left, and it was almost midnight. After a great battle, Nero, whose spirit and body were relaxed, was exhausted. After all, she had been overloaded and released three treasures in a short time, even if it was spirit. The excitement of the above can hardly conceal this consumption.

As for Roland.

"Puff, cough cough cough."

Another mouthful of old blood spurted out, Roland tilted his head calmly, wiped the blood from his mouth with his hand, and washed his hands with water. After cleaning, he turned his head and continued to look at the flame.

What on earth did this fellow Hassan come for? Regarding this issue, based on Hassan's words alone, Roland almost thought of a possibility.

Judging from the situation when he stopped after seeing Roland’s soul body, it is most likely that he knew Roland, and it was definitely not just acquaintance, maybe there was something to do, especially the last words he said, made Roland feel that Shock.

I'm actually in the cult's forbidden assassination sequence?Ok?what's the situation?

Could it be that you assassinated the sect can really get enlightenment, knowing that I am here to save the suffering?No, there are really such awesome prediction techniques or clairvoyance. As for you, don't you look like poor people now?

And speaking of Roland's contact with them, it was only a few days after this assassination. He had never dealt with these deadly assassins before, whether in Rome or Greece.

Is it because his memory is missing?

The boy thought of this for a moment, then shook his head.

No, there must be blank time if memory is missing, but Roland's memory is basically continuous every day except for sleeping. It is impossible for him to sleepwalk in the valley and fight Hassan at night?

In particular, there was a problem that Roland couldn't figure out. Because of the side effects, the teenager had hidden his soul body for many years, and few people had seen his form in this world.

If he is an idol star in his debut, then forget it. As a horse hunter who is nestled in the magical world of Greece every day, how did Hasan meet him?

This is not scientific!

Whether it is time or space, it's too far.

After thinking back and forth about dozens of possible possibilities, Roland had a bitter face and fell into a horny situation, so he didn't notice that opposite him, His Majesty Nero, who had been well-trained for a long time, was looking at him with bright eyes.

The light in those eyes was brighter than the stars, and the enthusiasm in those eyes was more hot than flames. The girl managed to escape from the exhausted period after an hour of rest. Now, His Majesty Nero who is back to the state is also thinking about a question.

That is... on, or not on?

Chapter 64 Dear, do you believe in fate

Nero Claudius was a little anxious, or a little impatient.

There are many kinds of human joy, such as the unexpected joy of people buying lottery tickets when they learn that they have won the lottery, and the joy of life of victims who have survived a life and death crisis. The current situation of His Majesty Nero is The two situations are superimposed.

The red-clothed girl held her face to look at the opposite boy, feeling unreal anyway.

Nero originally felt that in three years of miserable love, he subconsciously beautified the "she" in his heart. After all, the desire for such a long time was not enough. Maybe the proportion of psychological factors has exceeded the actual part.

But now she doesn't think so.

The dignified and beautiful face is small and childish and cute, the obsidian-like shiny slender eyes, and the long black hair hanging softly on the shoulders. Looking at the appearance, there is no doubt that the cuteness takes a heavier proportion, but his The look and atmosphere are completely different.

Quiet and glamorous, his sharp eyes imply wisdom and mystery, and his expression is plain but not disgusting, just like inorganic matter, making people feel that his nature is like this.

Nero felt that he had never seen a person in such a suitable environment.