My Heroic Life

Nero and Roland smiled at each other. The screaming crowd was ignored by them at this moment. The sun shines through the ceiling into the room, warmly hitting the ancient Holy Cross.

Pope Peter blinked his already dim old eyes at this moment, and suddenly felt that the light on the two people was a little dazzling. He was like seeing the most beautiful things in the world, shaking off the dust and standing up, and solemnly asked:

"Your Excellency Roland, are you willing to accept Nero Claudius as your legal wife?"

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Chapter 105 is our traditional art

What kind of experience is flying by plane?

Thanks to invite, the person on the plane is falling, the influence is not good, and he is hidden.

"Hello! What's the situation now?"

"..."

"What's the matter, we are crashing? That's why I said that the vehicle is still a reliable ship!"

"Hahahahaha! Is this the shortcut to hell? But no, Haidée is still watching me!"

"Why are you laughing at this time? What about Joan?"

Over the city of Rome, the European Union plane fell sharply in an arc in the sky, and there was a lot of noise in the cabin.

Faced with this desperate situation, Siegfried remained silent, Drake complained loudly about the plane, Edmond’s harsh laughter remained, and he began to talk about words that others didn’t understand, but only his body. Beowulf, a berserker, is looking for Joan.

The heroic spirits are generally not panic. After all, they are all equipped with unique skills, and the crash may not necessarily kill them, but even so, no one would be happy to see this situation.

"Who is the driver?"

"...Astorfo."

"What? Astorfo?"

Drake was completely shocked when he heard the words that Ziegfei finally suffocated.

Isn't Astorfo the mascot of the Air Defense Department, the pink-haired boy who is known as dementia?

Let him fly the plane?Is this different from giving the rudder to the monkey?Am I crazy or are you crazy?

"Tsk!"

Drake was stunned, obviously shocked by the flight of the crow that Afu performed, but what she didn't know was that Astorfo was really not to be blamed for this incident.

Inside the cab.

"Cold, calm! Joan, me, me, me, we are really fine if we continue like this? Is this a terrorist attack?"

"It doesn't matter, it's all in the plan."

"Really, really?"

Astorfo held the control stick of the plane with a cute little face wrinkled. He obviously didn't expect that he would still suspect that others were crazy.

For many years, it has been his Astorfo flying high in the sky, grabbing the blue sky and white clouds, so he has been complained by the Paris Air Traffic Management Bureau, but even so, even if he is a habitual offender, the excitement is not as fierce as today.

This is simply hitting the ground!

Of course, Astorford didn’t think that a few people on the plane would have anything to do. Let alone the fact that everyone is a hero, it’s just this plane, which is also a magic attire produced by the Tribunal. The hardness is unimaginable, and Do anti-explosion treatment.

In other words, if you use this plane to hit a building, the probability is that the building will be knocked out of a big hole. The plane will be fine. If you want to use the analogy of hardness, the plane is like a dagger, and the building is at best a wooden shield.

But that is to say, its designers and manufacturers never thought of using it as a weapon, at least not before.

As for now, I really don't have to think about it, because Astorfo skipped the envisioning stage and started directly on the spot.

The speed of the plane in the rapid fall was getting faster and faster, and the joystick in Astorfo’s hand continued to vibrate. During the fall, the extraordinary eyesight of Joan of Arc and Astorfo also roughly saw the situation at the target. .

The sky above the Vatican Cathedral was covered with black smoke at this time, a part of the top of the building was burning, the nearby crowd was chaotically running away, and the fire truck was on the way.

"Is this... caused by the British weapon?"

In the light and flint, Joan has roughly guessed what happened just now. Since even she has received the news from the scene, Altria, the Lord of Britain, has no reason to not receive it, and will definitely take measures. .

What she didn't expect was that the conservative woman's measures were so radical this time, but it happened to be in line with Jean's wish at this time.

"Hehe, good job, it can be considered a time to buy."

A smile appeared on Joan's face, but she still didn't let her guard down.

She knew that Altria and Morgan Leffer were still in Britain on the other side of the strait, and they would not be able to reach the scene for a while. Now the shelling was probably her last resort, so the main force to prevent the wedding was left. Let's get down to Joan of Arc.

And as far as she knows, due to knowing that someone wants to interfere with the wedding in advance, Rome is equipped with a lot of heroes in the venue, and even occupy the home court advantage. This battle may not be easy to fight.

But what does that matter?

In recent years, Joan has not fought any good battles. In the past, he could rely on enlightenment to fight battles. Now...

Chong and it's over!

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"Your Excellency Roland, are you willing to accept Nero Claudius as your legal wife?"

"I do."

"Your Majesty Nero, are you willing to accept Roland as your legal husband?"

"Um, I am willing!"

His Majesty the Emperor answered the Pope’s question with a smile, and Pope Peter nodded with a smile:

"Then please exchange rings."

Roland heard the words and looked at Achilles on the side, and Mr. Heel consciously opened a small box in which two silver laurel rings were lying quietly on the silk cloth.

The laurel represents the emperor in Rome, and the laurel head ring has always been an important symbol of the emperor, so Nero also adopted this design on the ring.

Of course, there is also a little bit of Nero's personal thoughts here. This ring is like a ring of power, representing that she is willing to share the emperor's power with her lover, so as to be united forever.

Roland placed two laurel rings on the 80-year-old Bible that Peter took out, and then took Nero's jade hand and picked one of them to wear. His Majesty watched the silver ring being set by his lover. On the finger, all feelings were mixed for a time.

Caesar let go of Nero's hand at this moment. The girl smiled and picked up another ring from the Bible, and gently put it on the long-haired boy. His Majesty, who had done everything, looked at the boy's face close at hand. There was a moment of trance, and some fantastically incredible.

More than a month ago, this person was still a dream lover that Nero could not touch, making her unable to extricate herself from the unrequited love, but she did not expect that her destiny was so colorful. Only a few dozen days later, she actually realized her dream. Up.

Looking at the glamorous young man who had been used as a power generation material countless times, His Majesty Nero was a little speechless with excitement, and he felt like he was worth his life.