My Heroic Life

Skaha squinted to look at the opposite boy, a happy smile appeared on his face.

"You are right in front of me now, aren't you?"

"indeed."

Roland smiled faintly and lowered his head to taste Irish coffee, feeling the sweet and sour taste, suddenly felt that the combination of wine and coffee was also quite interesting.

"You seem to like to add coffee to the wine."

"Well, Irish dark beer is often drunk with coffee or milk, but I am a traditional pie, milk is good, coffee is rarely added."

Yes, after all, there seems to be no coffee in the pub when you drink it.

Roland whispered inwardly, turning a blind eye to the age in Skaha's words, killing him and talking about age.

Talking about age with the beautiful purple-haired woman, isn’t this too long?

"Did you know? This wine also has a meaning of goodbye."

"Farewell... I can't refute what you say. Should I apologize to you again?"

"No need, because we will meet again. I want to prove to you that death can't separate us."

"This is a bit too difficult, right?"

"No, I said, I need to tell you something."

Skaha shook the glass, his attitude gradually became serious, and he began to tell Roland about his previous situation. After half an hour, the boy's wide-open eyes finally recovered, and he barely accepted the fact that he was a resurrection monster.

"According to you, Altria, Morgan Leffield, Joan of Arc, Malda, they are all..."

"Well, they are all women who have been involved with you so far."

"..."

My stomach hurts.

After Roland heard about his complex relationship with this group of people in power, his complexion suddenly became complicated, but at the same time he also caught the key points.

"In other words, my death this time is not a complete death?"

"Of course, how could I make you really die, just this, even if you hate me, I will not give in."

"..."

Skaha said so categorically, unshakable red glow burst out of his eyes, and the frowned eyebrows and serious expression exuded a kind of inviolable queen position.

The long-haired young man stared blankly for a while, lowered his head and took a sip of wine, feeling his heart beating a little noisy.

Roland had to admit that the Queen Scarha was not in vain. This is probably her external side. It seems that only he can see her gentle big sister.

"Originally, if I wanted to run away with you, I would just stay in this place far away from the world and no longer care about the world. Although this plan failed, I don’t regret it, but for the next thing, I need Your help."

"Okay, what should I do?"

Roland put down the wine glass and squinted his eyes, his glamorous face revealed a rare serious look. With the golden pupil, the noble and holy aura gradually strengthened, causing the heart of the opposite Skaha to leak for a moment.

"I'll talk about it in detail later. For tonight, I'll still receive the prize first."

"Hey? Prizes?"

This word is so familiar, it won't be...

Roland thought so, and then in front of the cute wide-eyed teenager, the purple-haired beauty took out the familiar red liquid and poured it into the wine, watching affectionately at his lover and drank it.

The night began.

Chapter 129 Never Trust Your Teammates

That was the last battle before Roland left the Kingdom of Shadows.

In the dimly lit room, the messy bottles thrown on the floor are the same as before. Roland is lying on the big bed in a big font, Skaha in his arms is sleeping soundly, and the scene in front of his eyes is still so familiar. It's straight, but this time I didn't see any ghost records, but was tired.

Skaha, really exercised well.

Roland's lips were dry, and he couldn't even feel it at his waist.

The long years of life as a warrior has allowed the Queen to exercise quite strong and durable abdominal muscles. Although the appearance is only slender and there is no obvious muscle texture, the efficiency of exercise is comparable to that of a machine.

Skaha has no obvious muscles, but he will never have fat. According to the Queen, too many muscles will cause body stiffness and require a certain amount of fat to maintain flexibility. The other reason is beauty.

"Excessive muscle tissue will affect aesthetics."

"I didn't expect you to care about this kind of thing."

"It's rare for a woman to show her by accident, let alone meet her lover."

Skaha's words aroused Roland's curiosity. After inquiring, the boy realized that Skaha had really dressed up before seeing him, but basically it was to keep it fresh and clean. There was no use of cosmetics.

Because Skaha doesn't have the concept of aging, the infinite curse is her best skin care product.

Roland recalled the tenderness of the woman before she fell asleep and could not help blushing. He stretched out his fingers to comb the ends of Skaha's hair, and gradually fell asleep.

The next day, Skahar was radiant and sent a double-digit good morning kiss before putting Roland out of bed, and then the boy with long black hair knelt on the ground without standing still.

"It's okay, really, it was a trivial matter last night, hahahaha."

The man kicked off the four bottles that had fallen on the floor, leaned on the wall and entered the bathroom, reducing the fake smile on his face and starting a new day, which was also the last day in the Kingdom of Shadows.

Today's food is very normal. There is nothing surprising, but Skaha couldn't bear it after seeing the boy's powerless in the morning, and specially prepared a herbal soup for Roland.

Not to mention, the prescription Skaha found was really easy to use. Although the taste of a bowl of soup was a bit peculiar, the effect was really good. It didn't take long to drink it and it took effect. At least Roland's sense of deficit in his body was reduced.

After recovering their bodies, Roland and Skaha's plan officially set sail. The first thing they determined was to meet Nero, but just to see Nero was not enough. Many additional conditions were required.

First of all, Altria and others can’t be with Nero. Roland gave Nero the human body fragments, and he must not let them know about himself attracting the core of toxins. The two witches needless to say, even if No matter how fair, clear, benevolent and kind Altria and Malda were, it would never be possible for Roland to change lives with Nero.

Nero was just an insignificant outsider to them, and even had a fallout between the two sides. Now that the festival is over, for the United Kingdom and Europe, Nero's death might be a good thing.

Everyone is a human faction. Although there are not many things like heroic spirits, they are still far from the point where they can't die. What's more, the mysterious forces in Europe have basically been handled by Roland.

For them, Nero really loved them, but Roland couldn't afford to die. If they found the clues, Roland would be taken away by force. The feelings of these four women, Skaha, understood to some extent. It's clear what they will choose.

In addition to this, Roland must also have a witness when dealing with the fragments of Nero's people. If there is no witness to prove that Roland is voluntary, then Nero will definitely be misunderstood or angry.

After all, from the perspective of Altria and others, Roland and Nero died after being together, and Roland died when there were no foreign enemies. Of course they would doubt whether this was a murder carefully prepared by Nero.

After discovering that he was terminally ill, and only Roland's anthropological fragments could be rescued, he used love to trick the ignorant teenager, forcibly snatching or letting him offer the fragments, in order to achieve the goal of continuing to live.