My Heroic Life

According to the latest intelligence, there is still nearly an hour before Joan of Arc's final trial. By midnight, the high-level leaders of the European Union countries will successively issue declarations of independence. At that time, this country will no longer exist, and the Union will also launch an offensive.

There was still some time, Roland stared silently at the beating value, forcing himself to calm down.

Now that the European unity and split are imminent, Joan of Arc is arrested for trial and is about to be executed, and the crisis of national destruction and family destruction is imminent. It is purely a lie to say that it is not nervous.

Roland has been out of this country for too long. He can no longer be as confident as he was a few decades ago, showing that everything is under control. Even after a week of observation, he cannot guarantee that his plan will succeed.

Just like this time, the dream country that Frigga brought was an unexpected crisis. He almost died from a direction he hadn’t anticipated. Even now, he didn’t know what was waiting for him. What, is there something more dangerous than the kingdom of dreams watching him in the dark?

Roland looked at the girl leaning against him, then at the light dust that had almost disappeared, and shook his head silently.

So what?

The country once established with partners, and the family now possessed, need him to protect all of this. If you are in danger, you will shrink?joke.

He must move forward and win, otherwise the country entrusted to him by his companions will be destroyed, and his love will be killed again.

He shook Malda's hand, and he was fully enlightened in his heart.

This time he will do his best. Even if he is tortured by the self-destructive side effects of the psychological shadow, he must protect them even if he faces the seemingly irreversible changes of arrogance, because there is nothing more to lose than losing them. He was terrified.

"Lan, don't worry about me, go, Jeanne is still in danger."

Marda stood up and looked up at Roland. At this moment, the girl didn't have any negative emotions like jealousy in her heart, only the wish to protect her family, the foreign mansion named Hot Springs in the suburbs, the three living together. Time is the most important thing in her heart and must be retrieved.

"Don't be stupid, you want to drive me away before your body has recovered? The patient will give me obediently."

"Haha, it may be true, but that child needs you more." When Marda heard Roland's concern, she smiled happily, but said firmly: "That child is undergoing physical changes. Pressure and fear, persevering in the surrounding of the enemy, there is a limit to a person's strength, even one second, please rescue her as soon as possible."

"..."

Roland clenched his fist and struggled inwardly. Malda stood up and called the giant iron armored dragon who was born as a guardian spirit.

"I have Tarasque protection enough, go!"

The young man finally nodded under Malda's persuasion. He walked to the door of the exit, suddenly turned his head slightly, and asked thoughtlessly.

"Malda, if my temperament changes drastically, will you still accept me?"

"Of course, but I will try my best to help you correct it."

The girl answered without hesitation, Roland didn't say a word, he chuckled lightly and pushed open the door to the distance.

Chapter One Hundred and Nine

At the northeast corner of the cross-building complex of the Trial Chamber, there are more than half of the audience in the antique open-air circular trial hall. In front of the lowest trial stand, Bishop Pierre and the Chief Judge Frank stood together and read the trial book on their behalf.

"...According to the consummation testing data provided by the Conjuration Institute, we believe that Joan of Arc has completely turned to mystery, her human will has disappeared, and signs of madness have begun to appear, and the court is dangerous. The assessment agency rated it as level S, which is an extremely dangerous state. Therefore, we decided to take emergency measures in accordance with the law."

"Pierre, you bastard! What are you talking about!"

Joan on the dock heard the absurd content and roared loudly. Bishop Pierre frowned and winked at her side. The magic of silence and restraint immediately lit up on the restraint she was wearing. The pale blond girl's voice was interrupted, and she fell to the ground unwillingly.

She struggled to get up, her golden pupils looked around at the jurors above, and found that these people are the powerful class of the European Union. At this time, some of these big figures are pretending to listen carefully, and some are looking at Zhen with a disgusting smile. De's body is more about watching the terminal busy with his own affairs.

No one questioned the veracity of the verdict, no one presided over justice, and no one cared about the life and death of Joan, or it is possible that Joan was already dead in their eyes.

"Sentence: the death penalty, executed immediately."

Pierre's voice echoed in the building, and there was sporadic applause from the jury. Jean of Arc was pulled from the ground by the two guards and dragged directly to the purification platform in the center of the building.

That is directly above the convergence point of the magic furnace that can execute the heroic spirits. Once the magic furnace is activated, the mixed and mysterious holy flames will be sprayed from the ground to instantly purify everything. Even the high-ranking heroic spirits can only last for a few seconds in this flame. The scene.

Joan struggled with all his strength and directly knocked over a guard, but this had no effect. Under the influence of several restraint attire, the girl's power could not be reached by ordinary apostles, and she could only fall weakly after success.

The guard who was knocked over by her clutched his stomach and wrinkled, then stood up and kicked the girl who fell on the ground.

"This stinky woman!"

"If you die, give me trouble!"

There was a whistle from the jury, making the two guards startled. They raised their heads, found someone cheering them, and kicked them harder.

These big figures gathered here are drawn by the clan to receive protection, and they will become the dignitaries of the ruling class of the new country after the coming disaster. Of course, the two guards hope to make a good impression in front of them.

Jeanne curled up under the attack, and the guards just wanted to kick her hands away and step on her face, but were stopped by a woman in white.

"Step aside."

Yedel didn’t know where she came from. She drew back the two startled men, and walked to the face of Joan, who was on the ground and panting. With snake-like pupils staring at this once a saint, she is now judged to be a witch. Poor woman.

"How do you feel? You have never experienced the feeling of being punched and kicked by such a humble and disgusting ant in your past life, right?"

The woman in white leaned over and said, "That’s because you had power and status in the past. You rely on this country, and you are the saint whom people chase and worship, but now this country is about to disappear, and you don’t have these things anymore, so , You don’t have to hold it tightly anymore."

"What do you want to say? The reptile girl."

Jeanne's golden pupils looked at Yedel with anger and hatred. The latter smiled, stroked her cheek, and exclaimed: "The blood of God in your body has been completely absorbed. You are mysterious and human. A miracle born together, honestly I am very interested in you."

"Join us, the Clan Association will replace this country, and you can also move to our foundation and become the supreme one with strength and power again. Don’t you understand? This is what you want most. Live, when you are like these two dogs, kill as many as you want."

Jeanne's complexion became stiff, she could feel her desires are shouting, revenge, power, these desires that had never been before, but gradually sprouted in the body's mutation, they were urging her to nod and agree to injustice. His anger and hatred of the rape have become legitimate reasons.

Her lips moved slightly, and she was about to follow the answer, but scenes of life in the hot springs suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. Rebellion not only meant that she could regain a lot of things, but the corresponding Joan would also lose a lot. Among them, there were certain things that she did not want to give in.

She bit her lip in silence, and Yedel frowned and mocked, seeing that things were going differently from what she thought.

"Do you know what's out there now? Look at the holographic projections on the jury. Those are the'righteous men' from all over the world waiting to see your torture. The moment you breathe, they will start to make a fuss. , Took the opportunity to declare independence."

"In the area where you once worked, the front line of the Nine Realms Forest will also break out in the early morning, and tonight will also be the last night in this city."

Yedel lifted Joan's body and asked her to face the southern sky.

"Look at what it is?"

Jeanne's golden pupils moved along Yedel's fingers, gradually widening in disbelief. It was a black island-like thing that moved with the entire space in the distant clouds that could only be discovered by the eyes of the heroic spirit level.

"That is......"

"Najirfa is our strategic base, which is carrying the tens of thousands of giant monsters we have contained. Tonight this city will become their playground and be destroyed as a sign of the European Union's collapse."

"Now you understand, you are already determined to lose." Yedel turned to look at the woman in his hand and said: "Then, tell your choice, if you still want to live."

"..."

Joan was still silent, and Yedel looked at her and found that there was still hope in her eyes.

"You don't think anyone else can come to save you? That man? Hey, he is probably dead now."