My Heroic Life

The girl walked forward silently, but with a distressed expression on her face. Morgan looked at her youngest child and asked:

"Mordred, are you still struggling with what has happened? Don't think about it, for you, the only way to sit on the throne."

"Yes, but the mother queen, now the British army is fighting the underdog, and now it's rebellious..."

"Only now can I have a chance." Morgan interrupted Mordred's timid questioning ruthlessly: "Only when the Knights of the Round Table are scattered and separated, you can defeat her."

Morgan approached Mordred's side, stroked the face that resembled the Knight King, and whispered in her ear: "Don't you have enough of that helmet? How long do you want to hide the truth? Think of her reaction when she sees your face."

Mordred was shocked. She remembered the shocked and stunned expression of the Knight King between the thrones, looking at herself with the helmet off, and the subsequent denial of herself:

"That's the case. Although it is the trick of my sister, you are indeed my child. However, I am not going to admit this, nor will I entrust the throne to you.

The relentless refusal was still in his ears, and Mordred's expression gradually changed.

"Mordred, you are my child, how can she admit you who hates me?"

"Queen..."

Morgan hugged Mordred's cheeks with both hands and whispered softly, "She is unfair to you. Only by defeating her can she identify with you and let her know how powerful you are."

"Yes...Ah." Mordred said in a daze: "Obviously, I am not worse than others, so why have I been at the bottom of the round table? Even Lan, who is far less powerful than mine, is above me."

Morgan's movements stopped, frowning seemed unpleasant, and then continued: "Yes, in her eyes you are the stain in her life, you are a sinner, your rebellion is correct, and I will help. you."

Mordred's expression gradually became ferocious, and Morgan looked at the murderous child and nodded in satisfaction.

She turned and continued to move forward, silently surrounded by the silent team, and quickly disappeared into the deep forest.

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Chapter 15 Forest of Lost Trails

Yin Lan looked at the twisted woods ahead, her complexion a little unsightly.

He carefully observed the nearby soil, then looked at the twisted and black, strange and terrifying withered wood, checked the various features of the place with the data in his mind, and then turned his head and gave Aalto a little heavy. Liya said:

"It should be the Forest of Lost Trails."

The blonde girl frowned when she heard the words, and her emerald eyes reflected the nearby pitch-black dead trees. The dry and cracked trunks were full of holes, big and small, which seemed uncomfortable as a grin.

She pondered for a moment, and then asked Yin Lan, "Can you go around?"

Hearing the words, the man looked at the two sides of the forest. The black outline could not see the edge. He rubbed his temples and gave Altria a look.

Can this be a ghost?

The two of them were silent for a while. Yin Lan and Altria, who had been in and out of the Demon Realm ten times, were actually quite familiar with this place. If it were usual, the Fairy Forest in front of them should be the paradise of the fairies. .

However, it turned into a dark and suppressed Forest of Lost now, not because there was something wrong with the memory of the two, but because this cursed forest... is moving.

It is not that the trees in the forest will pull their legs out of the ground and run out of the canopy, but the entire area will move, like a black cloth floating on the top of the map of the devilland with the wind, covering wherever it falls, Soon after, he went with the wind.

Yin Lan and Altria had entered the Forest of Lost once. That was the fourth time they faced the army of the Humble King. The king and the Knights of the Round Table who had defeated the enemy led their troops to pursue them, and then plunged into this strange forest.

That was the most attrition of King Arthur's army in non-combat.

During the day, everything was normal. Lancelot, Bediveville and Tristan led troops to hunt down the Black Armored army hiding here, but Gawain was a little uncomfortable, as if the sun's power here was weakened. .

"Um...what about a banana?"

This was Yin Lan's response at the time.

But at night, this dark forest really revealed its minions.In the thick fog that appeared in the evening and quickly covered the entire forest, the soldiers began to disappear one by one. They noticed that there were weird knights and immediately began to gather their men, but in the dense fog with a visibility of less than ten meters, they had little effect.

In the magical realm that has lost the support of modern technology, action basically depends on walking, communication basically depends on shouting, but in this dark and secret place, who can guarantee that you are calling you a comrade-in-arms or something unknown?In fact, when they walked out of the forest, nearly 20% of the people were lost, thanks to Tristan's piano sound leading many soldiers.

The army was stationed for three days, but none of the missing soldiers came back. The search team could only enter during the day when the fog had cleared, but they found nothing.In the early morning of the fourth day, the forest disappeared under everyone's eyes. Since then, the Forest of Lost Trails has become a taboo in the demon realm, and the King of Knights strictly prohibits entry.

But now, God made a nasty joke on the two of them. This strange forest actually stood in front of you, covering the fairy forest. The plan was originally planned to hide in the fairy forest to delay the time. Self-breaking.

"What about Lily? Do you want to go in?"

Although this strange forest is dangerous, it seems that it is difficult to affect the heroes. The knights of the round table were not affected when they entered the last time. Yin Lan thought it should be related to the higher mystery of the heroes.

The blonde girl stared at her companion, seeing his magic power that was obviously shorter than the other Knights of the Round Table, shook her head uneasy, and began to look behind her.

Yin Lan blinked and asked, "You don't want to go back, do you?"

"Ok."

"No!" Yin Lan rejected the king's proposal without hesitation.

The Knight King was not angry when he heard Yin Lan's words, but instead organized the language and said: "Reversely breaking through the encirclement is one of the best plans. We are few. Once we break through, we can leave them behind."

"Please, Lord Knight, that's Morgan." Yin Lan covered her forehead and said, "You may not know your sister, but in fact, her research on the magic way even surpassed Merlin and rushed into the position of such a witch, do you think Can we have good fruit to eat?"

The familiarity of Morgan in the man’s words touched the girl’s keen heartstrings. She frowned, fixed her eyes on Yin Lan, and asked, "Lan seems to be familiar with Sister Wang?"

"Uh, it's okay." Yin Lan suddenly felt that the most primitive power in her body was boiling. Under the tumbling desire to survive, the knight added with a simple expression: "It was all that Merlin told me!"

"So..."

Although I always felt that something was wrong, Yin Lan's honest approach to Altriya slightly dilutes Altria's suspicion. After thinking for a while, she asked: "Lan, what do you think if we are in a head-on conflict with Sister Wang?"

"This..." Yin Lan said hesitantly, rubbing his fingers against the hilt: "It's not just Morgan, but Mordred, plus their subordinates, we probably won't have the advantage."

As the heir of Altria, Mordred inherited part of her "father"'s strength, and his style of play was fierce, a type of person that Yin Lan felt difficult to deal with.

"So, our best solution is to move forward." Yin Lan looked ahead, turned her head to meet Altria's worried gaze, and then suddenly realized: "Aren't you worried about me?"

"..."

Yin Lan laughed blankly at the girl who was speechless, and then whispered slightly warmly: "Don't worry, my magic level is higher than you. Aren't I okay last time?"

Under Yin Lan's various chest slap guarantees, the girl finally nodded. She looked at the darker and darker sky and said, "Let’s station outside tonight."

"Well, don't go in today. It's too dangerous at night. I'll talk about it during the day."

Yin Lan agreed, and then began to look for shelter from the wind, and then gathered the dry branches to make a fire. The compressed biscuits and other food found in the pockets of the rebels relieved him and he didn't have to worry about supplies.

He was on fire, took a few bites of compressed biscuits and put them aside. He wasn't too hungry, but his companion was completely different.

Altria was actually very picky in taste, but she never complained about the food when she was in the army, and it was the same at this time.Yin Lan watched her stuffing compressed biscuits in her mouth, silently opening the bags for her, and handing them up one by one.

"give."