My Heroic Life

Of course, Nitocris and others who came to the Elysee Palace for the first time, like all the first-time guests, were amazed by the magnificent interior decoration. Nitocris’ expression relaxed a lot, it seems that it was because of this place. It is very similar to the golden hue of Egypt.

After that, in the Welcome Hall, the state official media took over the recording work. The two sides began the second friendly exchange. Roland took the lead in reviewing the friendship between the two countries, which was obviously nothing good, but said that it was like a long-standing friendship. The future of cooperation and unity can be regarded as saying all the scenes.

In fact, the basic tasks of the first day of diplomacy can be ended here, and the remaining few hours are to lead the Egyptian delegation to visit the Elysee Palace, a national treasure palace, and the state banquet prepared in the banquet hall in the evening.

I have to say that the French cuisine at the state banquet is quite exquisite, at least much better than the version that Roland ate last time fifty years ago. The two sides did not talk about state affairs at the banquet. They both sang friendship and talked about development. Roland and Nitocris didn't care about what it was a fraternal country that had been allied for a century, because the two knew that the real talks started after the dinner.

An hour after the dinner, Roland and Nitocris sat opposite each other in the meeting hall on the first floor, surrounded by famous oil paintings and expensive tapestries.

The Heroic Spirits talks are unique rules in this world. The perception of the Heroic Spirits is an important indicator of the diplomacy of many countries, and now is the time for the exchange of personal feelings between the two sides.

"Your Excellency Roland, according to the information we have collected, you have defeated Isaac, the head of the Egyptian war zone of the Confederate Federation, who has the title of Flame Blade. May I ask if this is true.

"It is true, although it is a bit bad to say that, but you are here for it."

"Yes, his death shocked our front line in Egypt, and even the whole country. You are now famous in Egypt, but your breath is a little different from the strong one I know."

Nitocris' eyes were sharp, but he asked the question calmly. Roland was taken aback and couldn't help smiling bitterly.

It can only be said that the heroic spirits are almost all martial arts factions. There is no real skill that can't help them. After the out-of-control incident, Roland has been cautious, and the breath is like an ordinary person.

"You can try it out."

Roland leaned against the back of the chair as he spoke. He closed his hands in front of him, with a smile on his face. It seemed that what he had just said was not provocation, but a pause.

When Nitocris saw the other party's defenseless appearance, not only was she not angry, but she became cautious in her heart, and she nodded.

"In that case, let me, the god of the sky, the god of the underworld, Pharaoh Nitocris, as your witness of bravery."

Chapter 166: Cute, Think

The gray ghost in the drawing room dissipated like smoke, and the chilling wailing sound disappeared completely. After a brief moment, Nitocris looked back and lowered her head in embarrassment.

Since her majestic announcement to verify Roland’s strength, three minutes have passed. In fact, according to Nitocris’s idea, she wants to end sooner. This kind of mutual temptation between heroes will not last. Too long, usually just a few rounds of confrontation, just show it a little bit.

But this temptation was obviously unexpected to her. The reason was the necromantic magic she released, that is, numerous smoke-like ghosts. They didn't follow the instructions to attack Roland, but shrank away from the corner of the room. Get up, like a shy girl who doesn't want to meet people.

In the next two minutes, the atmosphere was very strange. Nitocris, who represented Egypt, could not be so facelessly defeated. She tried to give orders with all her strength and tried to release more ghosts to embolden these unconvincing guys, but The result is more ghosts piled up in the four corners of the room.

Fortunately, Roland is still quite empathetic. Before Nitocris looked embarrassed and almost crying, he took the lead to stand up, stretch out his hand and let out light to purify all the ghosts in the room.

"Sorry, Miss Nitocris, our court has a certain restraint effect on necromantic magic, so..."

"No, Lord Roland, you don't have to say more, I am not mature enough."

Nitokris lowered her shoulders discouragedly, and she was obviously hit, and even the ears on her head felt hanging down.

"Ah, no, this."

Roland wanted a few words of comfort, he glanced at the female pharaoh's hot body dressed in underwear, and couldn't help but miss his eyes.

You are very mature, trust me.

"It is already quite good to be able to release the necromantic magic in front of me. In fact, even the masters of this type of magic can hardly do this. Hestaya of the Union has once released it in front of me, but The effect is much worse than you."

"Is that so?" Nitocris' eyes widened after hearing Roland's words, her complexion a little better involuntarily.

"In that case, there are indeed rumors that the old witch was defeated by you."

"Yes, so although the effect is not very good for me, your magic is flawless, Miss Nitocris, you are worthy of the name of Pharaoh!"

After Roland slapped her chest, Nitocris' mood immediately improved, praising her as a good pharaoh, which seemed to have an unexpectedly good effect on her.

Roland, who caught the weakness of Miss Pharaoh, took advantage of the attack, and it didn't take long for the two to quickly get acquainted with each other.

"Nitocris, that ear on your head is so cute, can you touch it?"

"Hey? Of course not, this is the ear of a great god."

"It's a pity that way."

Roland looked at Nitocris pouting and smiled, feeling that this creature is really cute and easy to see through.

"I always think you don't have enough awe of me!" Nitocris noticed Roland's caring gaze, and she stood up straight and emphasized like introducing herself:

"It doesn't need to be emphasized, I am the god of the sky and the god of the underworld, and I am a pharaoh! According to common sense, it should be more..."

"This setting is too much."

"Hey?"

"It's the sky and the underworld again. It's too uncoordinated. Generally speaking, shouldn't these two be opposites?"

"This... after what you said, it seems to be so, I haven't noticed..."

Nitocris mumbled so naturally, she lowered her head as if wondering what was the reason, Roland couldn't help turning his head to the side and laughed silently.

Although the female pharaoh is very mature, her personality is quite cute, especially when she is not confident, she can't help showing warm eyes that look at the younger generation.

"Anyway, in short, I am a pharaoh and must be the ruler..."

"Huh? Is Nitocris going to dominate me?"

Roland dragged his face and asked with a smile, Nitocris shrank slightly unconfidently when she heard that, and whispered:

"I am not mature enough as a pharaoh, so I will not dominate you, but as an alliance object, I will stand by your side."

"Humph, isn't it."

"I always think you are underestimating me."

Nitocris raised her eyebrows, not so much as a warning, but as a cowardly pleading:

"Don't be disrespectful, do you understand? Don't be."

"Well, I understand, I respect Pharaoh very much."

"Hmm! I received your respect, let's move forward together as allies."

Because Nitocris was too cute, Roland chatted with her for a long time, until the two got into the subject after more than an hour.

"In this meeting, the great pharaoh Osmandis commissioned me to inquire about the strategic goals of the European Union. I wonder if Roland would you please tell me?"

"In terms of strategic goals, this time we intend to recover the entire territory of the old France."

Roland had nothing to hide and informed Nitocris of the battle plan.

"This time the Zonglian body has about two legions in the Forest of the Nine Realms, totaling more than 60,000, but considering that their priests can manipulate monsters, the true force is estimated to be around 150,000, and among them, high-level monsters I'm afraid there are a lot of them, and the pressure on our frontal battlefield is very heavy."