My Heroic Life

"I need to use this memory as evidence, otherwise I won't be able to tell."

"What's unclear? You are even married!"

Thinking of Nero’s wedding at that time, Joan was sour that she was about to bubble up. Even if she and Malda and Roland spent so long together, they were only anonymous, but Nero was the only famous among all people, and even left. Through legal procedures.

Although it was not finished because of them.

Joan was sour, but she didn't expect it to be okay not to mention this, and she gritted her teeth when she mentioned this Nero.

"I married him, what about the evidence?"

"Evidence? There are so many videos and evidence, do you still need evidence?"

"Heh, videos and witnesses? There are indeed many, but are they useful?"

Nero Claudius said angrily:

"The videos on the scene were all smashed by you! All he could find was his body that didn't resemble the soul at all. Can I make it clear when that time comes?"

With a pained expression on his face, the Emperor pointed to Marda and said:

"You, that's you. Originally, Yu and his marriage certificate could be used as evidence, but it was destroyed by you!"

"This, this..."

Marda, one of the host of the ceremony named by Nero, was embarrassed, and glanced at one side, not daring to look at His Majesty the Emperor, while on the other side, Altori, who instigated Mordred to make trouble and released a developed Mokris Ya was also silent.

The situation stood in a stalemate for a while, until Skaha opened the siege.

"The main responsibility for that incident lies with me."

The Queen took the pot, and the other women who were ashamed of their hearts breathed a sigh of relief. Nero Claudius tilted his eyes at Skaha, and asked with an unkind expression:

"What do you mean?"

"It means that this time the responsibility lies with me, so I can testify for you to prove the legality of your marriage with Roland, so that you are willing to take out his soul fragments?"

Skaha’s proposal shocked everyone, because the cost of this wave of operations was a bit high, and for the soul fragment Skaha to make such a big concession, to be honest, even Morgan Lefy did not expect it.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, Skaha looked around and sighed, helplessly said:

"Maybe you don't understand, but I want to make it clear that it is a miracle that things have progressed to this point."

Skaha closed his eyes and was silent for a moment, seeming to abandon a large number of complicated and sad memories.

"His journey is difficult, the enemy is powerful, even a momentary victory cannot guarantee a good ending, but in this continuous challenge to break through the desperate situation, and even hope to resurrect, this is enough in my opinion. Up."

"I know you have your own minds. After all, love is selfish desire, but I think it is not too late to wait until he is resurrected. This hard-won hope of happiness, I hope we can grasp it."

Skaha’s remarks were profound and indeed moving. After a while of silence, several women expressed their views that they were willing to support the legality of Roland’s marriage with Nero in exchange for Roman relics, and they were willing to provide all side evidence to prove the two. Human relations, of course, they themselves are one of the witnesses.

Under Skaha's empathy and reasoning, Nero finally took off the laurel ring with tears and reluctance. This was not because she succumbed to the persecution of others, but had to make a decision for the overall situation.

After all, the soul has been dispersing. If you don't say anything else, it's nothing if you don't have any rings.

In response to Nero's sacrifice and to make everyone feel at ease, Morgan Lefé also took out his own ring. As a result, the fragments of Roland's soul held by everyone were directly invested in half, which can be said to have been lost.

With such a large investment, even Morgan Lefer, who was convinced that he could succeed, became a little nervous, so after the raw materials, the second question was raised, and that was the office location.

Morgan Le has to perform a big magic trick. Naturally, he can't lie down on the spot like setting up a stall. He must find a geomantic place. But now it is soul repairing. It is not good to have too strong ground veins. After all, Morgan Lefei is with the ground veins here. Not very familiar.

Which one is better?

This question will naturally be asked to the boss of this land.

"The venue for the ceremony? Hahahaha, that kind of place is really too much in this Uruk, and there is a good place under this tower."

"Yes, my sky garden can also be loaned to you, and the ceremony there will probably not be disturbed."

The two largest Babylonian snakes spoke one by one, saying that their own territory is the best place, but Ishtar, who heard them speak, stroked Roland's golden coffin and began to meditate.

"In that case, go to the Sky Garden of Semiramis to take a look first..."

"and many more."

Morgan Lefie and the others who wanted to make a decision burst into their hearts when they heard this sentence, and looked at the black-haired goddess who had been sitting next to the golden coffin together. Ishtar did not understand when the others were arguing, so he did not participate. Just kept holding on to the coffin to prevent being robbed.

But now that the talks are settled, Ishtar has roughly understood the cause and effect of the matter, and is ready to speak.

To be honest, Ishtar still scares Morgan and others very much, not because of her strength, but because she is the person with the greatest voice right now.

As a native Babylonian god, Roland’s confidante when he was here, Ishtar’s attitude will determine Babylon’s attitude towards them, and now the golden coffin is in her hands, she can only grab it without giving it to others, but she wants to grab it. Ishtar was about to put down the American god with a strange headdress.

Simply put, it's not very good, plus Gilgamesh and Enkidu, it's quite bad.

Under the guarded or curious eyes of a few passers-by, Ishtar tucked his hair, then stared at Morgan Lefrey and the others for a long time, and finally sighed.

"Come with me, I have a good place."

"Hey?"

"This goddess..."

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to join you or help you, I'm doing this for myself."

Ishtar stroked the coffin sadly.

"He has been like this for a long time, and we have never been able to do anything about it. Although I don't know if you can succeed, I don't want to give up as long as there is a little hope. Of course, the ugly is the first..."

Ishtar's red pupils looked at everyone with cold and murderous intent, and said seriously:

"I am a god, but regardless of your human affairs, the leader of the country, or the pope of other religions, if you dare to play tricks, Eleskigal and I will definitely keep you here."

After a faint threat, Ishtar took the golden coffin and turned and jumped directly out of the tower. Quetzalcoatl followed closely. Everyone looked at each other and nodded to each other and followed.

Chapter Twenty Five

"Chong Chong Chong! Don't be dragged by the cannon fodder, just hit the ones behind!"

On the other side of the planet, on the Pacific battlefield, a young man with long black hair is unaware of the dispute in Babylon. Now he is carrying forward the fine traditions of China and recreating a major tactic in the history of previous wars.

Its name is guerrilla.

To put it bluntly, just hit and run, steal the ass and then withdraw, when you can face up and then push the opponent down.

The central idea of ​​guerrilla warfare is very clear, but it is actually not easy to operate, because if there is no accurate judgment of the battlefield situation, it is difficult to steal the butt without being dragged and beaten.

When you steal, how deep you go in, and when you pull it out, you are all particular about it. However, this is only the first layer. The real master sees when the enemy can't resist it, and goes straight to the front.