My Heroic Life

Well, that's right, for Mr. Big Dog, it's a dead end.

The second type is people who did not die immediately. The result of these people is not clear to outsiders, but in short, no one can set foot in the Kingdom of Shadows as a living without Skaha's approval.

The third is people who have not been sucked away and successfully resisted. These people are not unharmed. Although the gate of the demon realm did not suck them away, the magic power will be drained, and they will be seriously injured by the sharp extraction of magic power. .

So in general, this trick is either dead or injured, and the scope is still very large, so Skaha doesn't dare to use it, but because the aura of Altria and Morgan Lefy is rapidly approaching, she has to take the risk. .

When the door was opened, the situation of the heroic spirits who were already weakened by the blood toxin of the gods became worse. Many people flew up, and Nero's attacks had to be temporarily stopped. Thesesileya, with the other hand, held Atalante, who had been unconscious due to the successive outbreaks of demonization.

Skaha was also working at this time. She grabbed Cuchurin who was swirling in the sky, thought about tying the holy relic cross to him and kicked it back, pushing several other Greeks to Nepal. After Lu, Skaha glanced at the northern sky, and his body came directly to the gate with the attraction.

"Well, see you next time, Nero Claudius."

"Wait! Skaha!"

Nero's roar was cut off by the closed door, and the surrounding area of ​​Skaha became a dark space.

"Huh, it's finally over."

The purple-haired woman breathed out a little tiredly, and then looked down at Roland, who was now close to a coma. She removed the chains on her body, gently picked up the boy again, and looked at him for a moment:

"If you are tired, it doesn't matter if you fall asleep, you're already home."

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Roland's head hurts.

It was a throbbing pain like blood throbbing, covering the entire head, and it was probably as serious as dizziness.

In fact, he was indeed dizzy.

At this time, his brain is dizzy and his consciousness is dim. Although he knows that he is probably asleep now, it is difficult to wake up.

To be precise, his body does not allow it. Since it is now in the state of the soul, it is probably not allowed by the soul.

The reason is excessive fatigue.

When was it the last time I was so tired that I couldn't even stand up and struggled to be sober?

Roland thought subconsciously, and then memories of the past slowly appeared in his mind.

By the way, it was at that time, when fighting against that toxin aggregate gathered with mysterious power, everyone fell down, there was no way, only Roland was to purify it.

The overdraft and injury were serious, but it did solve the problem, so what happened this time?

......

My head hurts too much to remember.

Forget it, let's go to sleep, but...the things I hold are so warm and soft.

......

When he woke up again, Roland was able to open his eyes. The soft and warm thing was still by his side when he woke up last time. The young man with long black hair raised his eyes laboriously, and he was seeing a person sharing his bed with him. Women with purple hair.

The two were in a gloomy environment at this time, Roland's dizzy brain was not awake for a while, but even so, he could see that he was surrounded by an angel-like beauty.

It is the correct facial features with intelligence and mystery, even in sleep, it gives people a noble and awe-inspiring feeling, the hair is as smooth as silk, and the fullness of the chest is placed on Roland's chest and neck.

So beautiful, but who is this...

Roland thought in a daze, frowned and rubbed his temples, then gradually widened his eyes as he awoke.

Scarha!

Why am I in bed with her?No, where is this after all?

Roland recalled the scenes before the coma, and finally remembered what happened. He should have been kidnapped by Skaha. As for this place should be behind the gate, which is...the kingdom of shadows.

"It's over."

Roland looked at this very dimly lit room with windows, and finally understood why it was still not bright after two sleeps, and there was no option to brighten the sky.

But it doesn't matter whether there is sunshine or not. Roland is not Gawain. If you don't get in the sun, you will die. What really matters is here, that is, the characteristics of the Kingdom of Shadows.

This is the territory of Skaha. She is the queen here. The title of this queen is different from those outside kings and queens, but the real absolute ruler.

In this three-acre land, Skaha’s words are absolute. She doesn’t want to let you out, so you can’t get out what you say. Because the land of Shadows is independent of the world, it is likely to be the same as Roland’s previous location. The world is not bordered at all, so it is difficult for outsiders to enter.

Roland felt that this kind of situation would be mild if he fell into the den of thieves. Strictly speaking, he should be imprisoned, in this dim world with no sunlight.

How to do?

The young man rubbed his temples, using his little thinking ability to figure out a solution, he looked at the woman who was still sleeping, his eyes sharpened.

The easiest way seems to be-kill her.

Scarha is the master of the Kingdom of Shadows. If she is dead, no one can stop Roland. According to the legend, there will be lonely ghosts here, but those things basically have no effect on Roland.

When the time comes out of the Kingdom of Shadows, no matter where he falls, Roland has the confidence to return to Rome with his own strength.

Thinking of this, Roland slowly stretched out his hand and touched Skaha's white and slender neck, which seemed to be broken.

The distance slowly approached. When the distance between his finger and the woman's throat was only one centimeter, Roland's movements stopped. He silently listened to Skaha's even breathing, and his face suddenly became complicated.

Why are you so unprepared?

The teenager looked around. This room with a big canopy bed didn’t have much on all sides. It should be just a standard bedroom. The bed was a feather quilt. Skaha was wearing a sweater-like knitted fabric and his lower body was in the quilt. Roland couldn't see it.

Without any weapons, without any traces of magic, this woman fell asleep holding him in this way, even without the chains on her body before she was unconscious, instead she replaced it with a quilt.

Recalling Skaha's attitude towards him since the contact, Roland's face kept changing, and the hand above the woman's throat trembled for a long time.

Although there was a battle, she didn't seem to kill anyone, and her hostility towards me...

"Tsk, forget, kill her, if the Kingdom of Shadows disappears directly or cannot connect to the world, then I will be miserable."

The young man uttered his tongue and withdrew his hand in a whisper, and the moment he looked away, the beauty in his sleep curled up the corners of his lips and opened the red eyes.

"In the end, still can't bear to hurt me? Hehe, I like a place like you."

Chapter One Hundred and Nineteen Don’t Ask, Ask is for the Lord

Woke up?When did you wake up?I haven't breathed messy just now, can this work?

Roland looked at the purple-haired woman who suddenly began to speak and didn't know what to do for a while, should she pretend to be good and wait for her to be negligent, or should she fight fiercely to let her know that she is not a vegetarian?

The boy with long black hair thought for a short time, and suddenly remembered the previous test with Scarha.