My Heroic Life

"...What color do you want to buy?"

"Of course it is green, that is the natural color."

"..."

I knew it!

Roland twitched his cheeks behind his sunglasses, thinking of his green and white clothes in the cabinet in the past. Enkidu, the son of nature, has always preferred these two colors, while Gilgamesh is gold and red.

"There is no need to purchase. If there is nothing else, then I will go back first."

Roland said so and closed the magazine and wanted to leave, but Enkidu did not let go of his hand holding Roland. After a while, the beauty in white said:

"In fact, Gilgamesh entrusted me to ask my elder brother before I came, which day you can go back to the tower... even if it's just dinner together."

"...Speaking of which, I haven't seen each other for almost half a year."

"Yes, as a friend, it is only natural for Wang Hui to miss it after not seeing each other for so long."

"I hope you don't give me work again when you meet."

"I can't guarantee this."

A smile appeared on Enkidu's face that couldn't spot any blemishes, which made Roland feel a little dazzling with his sunglasses. After all, the two separated, Roland took the magazine and walked out first.

"Then, see you next time."

"Well, I wish you a good journey, sir brother."

Enqidu looked at the young man's back, and said this a little bit reluctantly.

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Babylonia is a very interesting country. In the great wave of magical recovery, this country has not been too powerfully impacted. It has attracted enough refugees in the huge disaster, and has rapidly become strong in a few decades.

However, just like the appearance of this land in the past, the rapid prosperity and gathering of people not only brought beautiful things, but also brought wars and disputes.

Although under the management of the heroic king Gilgamesh and the empress Semiramis, the land is much more peaceful than ever, but on the far border, in the unknown corners of the city, killing and crime are still like weeds. Grow tenaciously on a civilized land.

Roland walked towards the distance with his back to the city center, walked through the busy streets, crossed the bridge across the two sides, walked on the inaccessible paths, and walked in the city for three hours, feeling the gradual desolation. The sight.

"Should this be the result of the rapid development of civilization?"

Roland looked back at the high-rise buildings in the distance. Now he was in a gray factory area. Various graffiti was smeared on the gray walls. The roads that were not so good were full of rubbish.

The young man with long black hair is neatly dressed, and his outfits are incompatible with this place just by looking at them. If it were before, the tramp who treated him as a woman might still find faults, but now that they come more often, these guys have completely Don't dare to come to see him, hiding from him is like hiding from the plague god.

"You, come out, it's you! You are their head."

Roland pointed his finger at a man who was well dressed in a small group, hooked his hand and called him in front of him. The tramp in the factory area did not dare to violate Roland, who was a noble magician in their eyes, but could only be afraid. He came over with a wince.

"I ask, you answer, just tell the truth, then all these will be yours."

Roland took out a few coins and shook them in front of the man's eyes. He immediately increased his enthusiasm a lot. The long-haired young man looked around the building complex. These abandoned factories have now become Uruk's. Slums.

"Have any strangers come here to arrest people recently? Is your number still declining?"

"Yes, there have always been, but we don't know who came to arrest them."

"What do you mean?"

"Because they were all caught by a group and there were no witnesses, we might not find out for several days."

The description of the tramp was vague, and Roland understood what he meant after a detailed understanding. Although the abandoned factory area here was all tramp, it was also divided into gangs. A big gang fell out a while ago. There are many gangs, and they don’t actually have so much contact with each other, especially the opposing organizations.

"We don't know the exact number of people, but this area will be about five people less in one night, which is much better than before."

"That's it, I understand."

After asking what he wanted to know, Roland quietly handed the money to the dirty man, and walked out of here with wince or wretched eyes in every corner.

The long-haired young man came here naturally not to understand the current situation of the Babylonian Beggars. In fact, he was only investigating the missing persons to determine the recent situation in Uruk, or to say... How many mysterious forces are playing tricks in this land without opening their eyes.

Looking at the Euphrates River that divides the city into two, Roland couldn't help thinking about how many corpses would sink in the bottom of the river every day, and how many crimes would be washed away by the river that nurtures civilization.

The city of Uruk has expanded too fast for decades, but the people who come to this land are not all panicked refugees who just yearn for ordinary life.

Babylonia has heavens, degraded gods, and all rulers possess divine nature. This situation is also a special case in the entire world, and it is the only place where mystery and humanity account for half of the country.

Whether it is the mysterious collection of religious countries in Europe or the group of crazy people studying octopus paws in the Americas, they belong to mysticism, but Babylonia is not. Although Gilgamesh and Semiramis are divine, they are both Admit that you are human.

The ruler of mankind rules the mankind, and the representative of the heaven is nominally the superior of the rulers. This layered relationship creates this tightrope walking on the line between humanity and mystery. There is prosperity and danger. A city blurred in light and shadow.

And Roland, the Dark King walking in this shadow, is something that must exist behind the glamour of Uruk, and it is also an indispensable part of the rule of the heroic King Gilgamesh.

Scum shredder, scum sweeper.

This is one of Roland's positioning, which sounds very powerful, but in fact, this positioning is completely unnecessary in most other human countries.

For example, in Britain, if a group of thugs start beating, smashing and looting along the street, and they are still committing murder in secret, the first reaction of the people will never be the hope that a hero will come from the sky to rescue them, nor will it be a prayer When the Knights of the Round Table dropped their swords back home on the way home, their response was simple: they called the police.

In a society ruled by law, if you ask the police to do something, it’s all done, so why is there so much work?Even the knight King Altria, killing people in the street would never be safe.

This is the safety guarantee of human society. At least on the bright side, it can maintain the basic rights of most people and achieve basic fairness.

But in Babylonia, in Uruk, the largest city in West Asia, everything is completely different.

There is neither complete human rule nor a perfect society under the rule of law.

Because there are gods and mysterious forces here.

For example, if the British smashing and looting took place in Uruk, the scenery may be completely different. The thugs will no longer use things like irons and sticks, but magic attire and Graham. As for those Murder secretly, the mystery admirers promise to handle it for you.

In this process, the Uruk Police Station is weak in many cases, and even they themselves cannot defeat some tenacious evil forces without the help of outsiders. What is even more outrageous is that they often fail to grasp the handle of mysterious groups. live.

The long-term inability to give up and compromise has grown. In the past few decades, Uruk Police Station has not said that there are no good people, but it is basically half rotten. They turned a blind eye to the mysterious forces in exchange for The wicked are a little low-key.

Of course, the powerful and powerful will not be affected. It is better to say that they enjoy the benefits of mystery, the illegal elixir to prolong life, and the taboo magic to slow down aging. These two items are often the highest in underground transaction turnover. This shows that these guys are happy about it.

"Xing, people suffer, die, people suffer."

With an old oriental phrase on his mouth, Roland walked across the border of the city.

Although the dark side of this city is so unbearable, it is not that nobody cares. For example, the heroic king Gilgamesh, he is full of the heavens and Uruks that don’t even know what the real body is on top of his head. The mystery admirer who runs around has great opinions. It is better to say that any ruler will have opinions in this situation.

Of course, it was after Roland took over 4,000 bricks to get his brains open. Before that, he was a silly.

And Mr. Jin, who had left the second phase of the second phase, indeed started to work hard. He wanted to make an effort to rectify the law and order of Uruk, and then he found that it was not good.