My Heroic Life

"Understand, a good journey, Lan."

"Ok."

In the farewell sound, the man's figure gradually turned into light and disappeared.

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Thousands of miles away on the outskirts of Paris, the man in the bedroom bed woke up. He opened his eyes and looked into... the unfamiliar ceiling.

"this is?"

Roland looked at the chandelier above his head in confusion, and then struggled to get up. After observing the surroundings, he found that he was lying on a big pink bed in an unfamiliar room. Not far away was a bookcase, beside a desk and chair. A silver cross hung on the wall, and a staff stood diagonally against the corner of the wall.

The scepter of the cross.

"Well, I know where I am."

Roland muttered to herself clearly, and then asked the terminal on her wrist.

"Are you there?"

"Yes! Da Vinci sauce just arrived! Is there any question, Roland?"

"Why am I in Marda's room?"

"Oh, this, shouldn't you ask Roland to kiss himself?"

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Roland was a little confused, Da Vinci looked at such a man with a wry smile:

"Have you forgotten Lan kiss? You blew up the hot spring house with a burst of magic power."

"what."

Roland's eyes widened as if he had just awakened from a dream. The anger caused by witnessing Joan of Arc's aging during the battle with Hestia made him lose control of his magic power for a while, and now the evil is coming.

"The ceiling of Lanqin's room, plus the guest room above, and the roof have all disappeared, but fortunately, the magical power density is high without spilling, and the gap is perfectly round."

"..."

Roland was speechless for a while, he thought for a while and asked, "Where is Malda?"

"Deal with the mess you left behind. Roland has caused too much noise. The trial court is going to investigate. Marda moved you here last night and went out early in the morning to explain."

"This, that's it."

The young man smiled awkwardly. He was about to speak, but suddenly felt a tremor in the depths of his soul. The whole person became stiff, and a slight fear appeared on his face.

Sure enough, did it come, too, you can't hide it.

Thinking of this, he drew himself up amidst da Vinci's complaint.

"So Lan Qin next time...what's wrong with you?!"

Da Vinci, who was talking, suddenly discovered that Roland's body value was abnormal. She looked at the youth and found that he was sitting on the bed with his hands on his knees, his eyes half-closed and panting quickly.

"Da Vinci, help me search..." Roland said with pain on his face, intermittently: "Search, search the world's top ten funny videos, no, just show me laughs."

Da Vinci was silent for a while when she heard the words, she quickly observed the various values ​​of Roland's body, and then opened her eyes wide.

"This number is depression? No, it's much more serious than that! But the reason is..."

On the other side of the network connection, the brown-haired beauty with eyes frowned in surprise, and then immediately followed Roland’s request to play the laughter that was selected from around the world that could resonate with others’ emotions in the room. .

The floating projection windows began to laugh around the slightly trembling Roland. The young man buried his head in his arms as he listened to these voices. He knew that he had to survive anyway now.

At this time in the depths of his soul, an unimaginable torrent of emotions is impacting his mind. It is a deadly killer move composed of pain, despair, sadness and other negative emotions, and among them is the most obvious one. It's loneliness.

This is exactly the curse of the crystallization of courage. The loneliness that almost overwhelms the human spirit is its side effect. It is said that the stronger the power, the greater the price. This horrible side effect has always been one of Roland’s heart diseases. It seems to remind the youth, Courage can be passed between people, but loneliness can only be endured by oneself.

Da Vinci in the terminal was already afraid to speak. She looked pale at the physical and mental health numerical detection system that had been customized for the high-levels of the European Union.

This is a system that can more accurately quantify a person's mental state. Normal people's mental value is generally 60-80, mild depression is about 50, and severe depression patients may be as low as 30, and Roland's current value is—— 0.

The omnipotent Leonardo da Vinci panicked. No one understood the meaning of 0 better than her. The psychological value of 0 is the lowest, because most people can't survive at around 20, which is a suicide value. , And more importantly, this value is not negative, Roland's real situation is likely to be worse.

"This, wait, if it's a negative state..."

Da Vinci quickly reached out and pointed to Malda's contact channel.

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"So Master Malda, is your explanation a runaway of the guardian spirit?"

"Well, this kid is a bit anxious recently, maybe I am too busy at work and don't have time to accompany him."

The blue-haired saint sitting on the chair steadily and dignifiedly, she said to the investigator who recorded it, and then looked at the giant iron armored dragon in the spiritual state beside her with compassion.

"Am I right, Tarask?"

Under the saint's "kind" gaze, Tarask nodded with tears, and buckled a solid black pot on top of his big iron carapace.

"So that's the case, then this thing will stop here, thank you Saint for your cooperation, I..."

"Ah, please wait, please, I have emergency communication."

Malda was a little embarrassed to interrupt the recording of the judge's words, but before she walked out of the room to accept, the screen had already popped out.

"Hey? Miss Da Vinci? You are..."

The dignified saint showed a wry smile on her face, seeming to be troubled by Da Vinci's abuse of privilege.

"Roland's life is in danger!"

"!"

The expression of the saint wearing a dignified and dignified mask froze for an instant, and then the atmosphere around her body suddenly changed. She didn't even have the thought of questioning, and directly shouted to her companion who had the same mind.

"Tarask!"

"Aw--!"

Amid the roar of the dragon, a wall at the headquarters of the trial court burst from the inside out, and Marda rushed out of the smoke and shot towards the hot spring hall.

Chapter 65: May life and death depend on each other

Marda abandoned the vehicle and sprinted at full speed. The terrifying explosive power of the heroic spirit made her pull out an afterimage as she marched, and even a layer of oval air wave appeared in front of her. At the same time, Da Vinci was also in the record. Looking for the reasons for the formation of Roland's psychological state.