My Heroic Life

"I don't want it, I don't want it!"

"If it's because I'm too weak, then I can desperately become stronger. If time is too late, it will consume my life. Absolutely unacceptable!"

"Let me blend into that heart, let me absorb your life and become stronger, this kind of thing is like killing you with my own hands, I don't want to die!"

"..."

Yin Lan looked at the girl who was kneeling in front of her, and she suddenly felt sore in her eyes when she looked at the grief-stricken face and unstoppable tears.

Now, Yin Lan couldn't help but feel like a knife. Altria couldn't accept the death of her lover. How could Yin Lan be willing to leave her?

You really changed, Lily.

The young man raised his head, not letting the tears in his eyes flow down. At this time, he could finally be sure that Altria was no longer the king who had always been correct and came to an end in the memory of previous lives.

She cares about Britain, but she has not lost her long-term vision. She cares for the people, but she has not forgotten to be considerate of the knights around her. She is correct, but she has her own feelings.

After ten years of hardship, the girl in the pure white dress did not lose her heart.

"Why do you always do something that annoys girls these days?"

The young man smiled bitterly. He controlled his emotions and looked down at the girl who was still crying.

"Okay, if that's the case, then forget it."

"Hey?"

The young man's words caught Altria's attention, and she suddenly raised her head to look at the figure in front of her.

"Since you don't want it, you can destroy it yourself."

"what?"

Yin Lan knelt on one knee, pulled Altria's jade hand to her chest, and said cheerfully:

"This conceptual heart is after all a part of you, as long as I can destroy it with your help, you only need to use magic to wrap it up and take it out, and leave the rest to me."

"After taking out the heart and leaving the dream, we left the holy spear, and immediately left Camelot and left Britain. Vothi Geng's power has not been strong enough to control the world, and he can't do anything about us."

Altria was stunned for a moment. She blinked and asked in a daze, "Then, Merlin and the others?"

"Sacrifice them."

"Hey?"

The man smiled, and Altria asked in disbelief.

"Leave them to hold Votigeng, otherwise we won't escape far, Britain, the people, let them give up, we can't control that much."

The long-black-haired young man smiled and said something that made Altria's creeps. He stretched out his hand and stroked the girl's cheek, and his handsome face looked very calm, as if everything were in his expectation.

"You chose me, Lily?"

"me......"

Altria's voice was trembling, and Yin Lan had pressed her hand on the glowing heart.

"Take it out, fast."

Under the urging of the young voice, Altria's complexion continued to change, and her whole body began to tremble.

Looking at the light with her emerald eyes, she seemed to see the bright future of the two, without the burden of the country, without the pressure of being a king, the two traveled as they did many years ago, married and had children, accompanied by a lifetime, happy.

Everything seems to be within reach.

Her breathing gradually increased and she stretched out her hand uncontrollably. However, the next moment, the memory space between the two suddenly accelerated and the Eckert’s training ground was left behind. What appeared not far away was the memory. The familiar stone platform in the middle, and the sword that changed Altria’s life.

Choose the sword of the king.

The girl's eyes suddenly widened at this moment, her body froze for a moment, then she dropped her hand, tears raining down.

"Sorry"

Chapter 117 The Last Wish

"Sorry... Lan, I can't do it."

Before choosing the sword in the stone of the King of Britain, Altria finally lowered her hand, and she grabbed her hands deeply into the ground like self-mutilation. The tears that kept shedding were accompanied by repeated words like redemption.

"Woo, sorry, woo, sorry..."

Yin Lan looked at the girl in front of her, her smiling expression gradually disappeared, replaced by heartache and pity.

Of course you can’t. Yin Lan looked around and secretly said in her heart, this is the place where you drew the sword in the stone and was selected as the king, where you took the burden of Britain from the older generation, and here you face The prediction of Merlin remains unwavering. This is the road to your king. People cheer for you. How can you abandon them here?

"Yes, you can't do it because of your sense of responsibility as a king, because of your pride and courage. If you easily abandon everything, then it is not the Lily I know."

The torrent of emotions in the heart could no longer be controlled under the tears of the girl. Yin Lan no longer maintained her emotions, but stretched out her hands through the girl's armpits, hugged her into her arms and held her firmly.

"Woo, Lan?"

"You don't need to apologize to me, Lily." Qingyoung stroked the girl's hair and said to the surprised Altoria: "I lied to you before. You are the king of Britain. For more than ten years, we have jointly guarded this land and its People of Shanghai, how can I let you give up everything for me?"

Altria recovered, and then wept more painfully.

"You, you are too much, let me choose between you and Britain..."

"Sorry, Lily, but only then can you see who you really are."

He stroked the crying girl in his arms, and said with some touch: "You are the king. To be honest, I thought you would choose Britain without hesitation, but what I didn't expect was that you actually almost did it for Save me and throw everything away."

He smiled and held the girl in his arms tighter.

"It's a fool to even believe me."

"Lan is a liar full of lies, Morgan's business, supervision plan, and even the heart of the concept. The selfish ghost who has been hiding from me, regardless of my feelings! Woo..."

Yin Lan smiled bitterly when he heard Altria's sobbing accusation. He had just heard similar words not long ago. He shook his head, and his guilt for the two girls could not help but emerged in his heart.

He hugged the girl in this way, waiting for the time to pass bit by bit. After a long time, Altria's cry gradually stopped. He looked at the girl who had calmed down a little, and said:

"Lily, time is almost up."

"..."

"The damage to my soul is irreversible, even if the conceptual heart is destroyed, there is not much time."

"..."