My hero is myself

It’s really hard to seduce a younger boy!

She took out a novel from the pink bunny bag she carried with her, which belonged to the same series as Roland's.

It's just that this is the latest volume for her, and Roland has just read the first volume.

"It's a coincidence, isn't it? I didn't expect you to like this story too. Let me see where you saw it..."

She pretended to want to see the novel in Roland's hand, and sat down next to Roland quite naturally.

You, a woman, have a lot of tricks up your sleeve, how can you still play like this?

Roland frowned, put up the book with some concern, and said coldly:

"It's not a coincidence, it should just be recommended by the same bookstore owner."

He symbolically moved to the other side.

The chair is very long, and both people are of normal size. This action just means to keep distance. I don’t mean anything to you.

Veronica's eyes flashed with disappointment, and she lowered her head to read the book in her hand.

I dressed up carefully before leaving the dormitory, thinking a lot about how to break the awkward opening.

I had done a lot of psychological preparation for myself before that, and was prepared to bear the cold words.

But Roland's indifference still exceeded the eldest lady's endurance limit.

I'm really a bitch. I don't want to pay attention to so many young masters who are chasing after me, but why do I come here to accept his insults?

"Are you really here to read a novel?" Roland's light voice came.

"if not?"

"Turns out Alders like to read books backwards."

"Ah? Ah!"

The girl exclaimed.

She lowered her head and realized that the pocket book spread out on her lap was turned upside down, and the last fig leaf could not hold on.

Veronica got up in a panic and ran away.

Roland raised the corners of his mouth.

That's it?

I chased away the little butterflies flying around and chose to continue reading.

But he hadn't been proud for long before he heard the familiar footsteps coming from far away due to three days of joint action.

Veronica actually left and came back.

She stood in front of Roland with her hands on her hips, her face full of stubbornness that refused to admit defeat:

"Hey, Roland Cotton, I admit, I came here just for you."

"I've finished reading the novel already!"

"It's not just random divination, but I tried hundreds of times before I caught your trace."

"I also baked a cake... although it wasn't pretty at all."

"I'm just stupid and shameless. If you want to laugh, just laugh as much as you want!"

"But I still have to tell you..."

"I like you, whether you like it or not, I'm done!"

She took out a very delicate lunch box and put it on the chair, then raised her head and turned to leave.

Use your strength to make the defeated dog escape, and emerge with a victorious momentum.

A somewhat stunned Roland was left behind, along with his classmates who had dull expressions.

Are all girls today so tough?

Confess in a tone of inquisition...

"It was a suicide attack. I thought I heard a boom."

A senior student gave a pertinent evaluation.

Roland was stunned for a long time before he couldn't help laughing.

He opened the lunch box left by Veronica and found a collapsed cake inside.

The garnished cream has melted and its original shape is completely lost.

But he picked one up and put it in his mouth.

It's messy and greasy, and the bottom layer has a bitter taste of being burned...

What's the matter with the strange sour taste?

Oh, it's Harvey, why are you here too?

With Veronica's outburst like this, Roland could no longer relax and bask in the sun and read novels.

Isn’t that like being a monkey to watch?

Alas, I can’t hide my handsomeness now, I’m afraid there will be a large number of fans and fans...

He packed his things and left.

Suddenly he stopped and whispered in the direction Veronica left:

"Thank you for making me feel that the world is a lot better."

He would definitely not accept this little episode called youth.

No matter how beautiful pure campus love is, it is not suitable for an old man like him.

But being liked by others will make you feel happy for a while and make you feel valuable.

This shows that we are not some big devil who doesn’t let strangers in, we are still the young man who chases the wind that everyone loves.

……

……

Soon Roland received the appointment notice:

Along with Faulkner, participate in the advancement of the Pioneer Legion.

This also made it convenient for Faulkner to guide him in learning the Traveler series of strange fire seals.

Roland was very satisfied with this arrangement.

Staying with Faulkner to participate in the pioneering war will make it easier to obtain information about this crystal wall system and dig deeper for clues about Faulkner.

So far, Faulkner has not suspected that he is an undercover agent, and has really trained him as a successor.

"Now our advancement has encountered considerable resistance. Those demons have mastered a new tool that can track the concentration of faith and locate the location of our priests, resulting in a surge in casualties among believers. You must also pay attention to safety."

Faulkner warned Roland, and seemed to be quite troubled by the progress of the demons.

Roland nodded, feeling a little guilty in his heart.

In fact, this was a secret move he made in order to participate in the pioneering legion.

The belief positioning props held by the demon clan are the drawings he deliberately left behind in the military fortress.

Although it fell, it was occupied by the pioneering army.

But there were still demon survivors who took the drawings out.

Extraordinary power can be easily located, just like knowing the coordinates of the enemy's nuclear arsenal in modern warfare, and you can take unlimited strategic initiative.

However, the absolute power of the Alien Fire Cult is far stronger than the combination of forces in one plane.

Just to prevent this kind of positioning prop from spreading to other worlds, the Alien Fire Order has to escalate the scale of the war with the demons.

So they began to mobilize more believers to support this battlefield in order to easily defeat them.

In this way, outstanding newcomers like Roland have a higher chance of being deployed in the war against the demons.

But what he didn't expect at that time was that Faulkner would have the idea of ​​​​taking on a disciple, and then arrange to train him around him.

But his freedom of movement is limited, and the arrangements he has made cannot be withdrawn.

The demons have the means to counter the Alien Fire Order, which is not a bad thing.

Only by allowing the Alien Fire Cult to have more changes and summing up the patterns from the changes can we get a glimpse of the reality.

……

……

Two months passed in a blink of an eye.

The pioneering legions continued to advance and occupied large areas of the demon territory.

But it also paid a huge price.

The combined armies of this world, under the integration of the local gods, burst out with a fighting spirit that is not afraid of death.

The God of Strange Fire is stronger, but he does not appear on this battlefield. Instead, five saints are checking and balancing the local gods.

At the same time, they rely on a larger number of first- and second-level priests and cooperate with the regular army of the Holy Fire Empire to ensure that they always have the upper hand and maintain strong offensive pressure.

But Roland was active in the war and still keenly smelled a strange aura.

Apostles of Faulkner's level, generals and believers who will participate in the war on the front line, will naturally fight bloody battles for their beliefs, and they are quite brave.

But the saints at the top didn't seem to want to end the war quickly, but instead wanted to prolong the battle.

Many times, even though they could use surprise moves to sneak attack the enemy, they deliberately let the opportunity pass and rejected plans that could expand the results of the battle.

Sometimes, even though the losses were huge, they would still engage in frontal combat, maintaining a massive offensive and a beautiful scene.

"This is not a war at all, this is like a performance for someone..."

"But the cost of this performance is human life. The vitality of the empire and the academy is being consumed."

"The God of Strange Fire is not a fool, and neither are those saints."

"You must have some conspiracy to make the war look like this even though you have plenty of spare power!"

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Roland believed that the strangeness he saw must have a reason that could be explained from a higher perspective.

He couldn't figure it out, so he wrote a report about his doubts and reported it to the staff of the Fourth Army.

There was immediate concern over there.

They have rich experience in fighting against the Alien Fire Cult. Although they are old rivals, they respect their opponents' strength and do not deny their strength.

Whether it is a small team battle or a large-scale plane war, the Alien Fire Order is known for its ruthlessness and decisiveness.

"The little guy is very observant. He always pays attention to changes on the front line and reports any abnormalities in time."

Stephanie confirmed Roland's findings.

She had an intuition that the strange things Roland had discovered were a step closer to the secrets of the Holy Fire Academy, Alder Continent, and even the crystal wall system.

This world is so difficult to find that it is an anomaly in the entire world ocean.

Now that more anomalies have been exposed, it is very possible that the truth of that world is hidden in these anomalies.

……

……

Roland and the Fourth Army began to pay attention to the strangeness of the pioneering war, which would not reduce the tragedy of this war.

Every day is like a meat grinder, devouring fresh human lives.

Reinforcements from the rear were sent to the battlefield, and they were quickly defeated and more young men were recruited.

Even the priests trained by the Holy Fire Academy could not control the casualties and desperately tried to mobilize them from the rear.

The demons are surprisingly tenacious and their progress is frighteningly fast.

Whenever new tactics or weapons of war appear, it only takes two days at most for the generals on the entire battlefield to master them.

There are an endless stream of powerful generals and lords who are excellent in all aspects and fight to the last moment, far higher than the civilizations of the same era.