Archdemon

After getting the reply, Herman didn't think much and continued to lie down to sleep.

Roland also lay down on his side, his hands clenched tightly, even though his nails had dug into his palms and caused bleeding, he didn't loosen his hands.

He closed his eyes, as if he saw the burning wood elf court, the rampant demons, the undead all over the mountains, the tragically dead comrades, and...

"What's going on? Why am I here? Shouldn't I be fighting in Viaber Fortress?"

Roland was in a state of confusion at the moment, and he didn't know what was going on now.

He was fighting a bloody battle in Viaber Fortress in the sea of ​​trees, and it was almost occupied by the undead.

The undead destroyed the defense shield of the fortress, but the elf warriors never gave up the fight. They fought bloody street battles with the undead soldiers in the alleys of the fortress.

In the battle, Roland killed many undead warriors, but the undead seemed endless and could not be killed.

A young druid was surrounded by the undead. Roland killed them regardless of his injuries, but the number of enemies was too large.

In the last moment of his memory, Roland clearly remembered the scene, a terrifying knight wearing black armor and covered with green soul fire rushed from the other side of the alley.

In order to protect the druid, Roland stepped forward.

But the final result did not change because of this. The young druid was beheaded, and he himself was pierced through the chest by a lance and died.

But I don’t know what happened. When I opened my eyes again, I returned to this barracks.

Roland still remembers this place. This was ten years before he died in battle. At that time, he followed the third princess Sylvia to the human Xinnan City.

But... why am I here?

It is said that before death, living beings will quickly recall their life memories, so is he recalling his past memories, or am I... reborn?

...

Roland fell into a deep sleep until he was awakened by his companions the next day.

He put on the armor with a little unfamiliarity. Looking at this exquisite armor, he couldn't help but look a little dazed.

In his memory, with the invasion of the abyss demons and the invasion of the undead a few years later, this exquisite armor was abandoned because it was increasingly incompatible with actual combat, and more elves chose armor with stronger defense.

Roland rode on the spirit deer, a silver-level Warcraft mount. Because it was domesticated by the wood elves, it has good raiding capabilities in the forest and is favored by many elves.

Of course, the most important thing is that the spirit deer is beautiful, with light brown fur and distant spots on it. The male deer also has huge antlers, which can also cause high lethality when the elf cavalry charges.

The wood elf Herman looked at Roland who was not in good shape, and couldn't help but feel concerned. He rode a spirit deer to Roland's side and said, "Roland, are you still hurt by yesterday's confession?"

Roland was stunned when he heard this, and then his long-forgotten memory was opened, and he remembered what happened yesterday.

Yesterday, he took advantage of drinking some wine and found his crush, Sylvia's maid Erica, and confessed to her, and then she rejected him mercilessly.

Thinking of this scene, Roland couldn't help but chuckle. In his previous life, he was a little discouraged after his confession failed, and he was silent for a long time.

It was not until the wood elf army was defeated that he joined the army and gradually forgot about this failed relationship in the bloody battle.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Roland turned his head and looked at his good brother Herman and smiled.

"Really fine? That's good!" Herman looked at Roland's appearance and guessed in his heart: This guy wouldn't suppress all the pain in his heart.

But Herman was not an elf who was good at comforting people. While thinking, he saw Roland pack up his things and join the guard of the envoys.

Seeing this, he could only urge the spirit deer under his crotch to chase after him.

Roland really didn't care about these romantic things. After being rejected by Erica in the last life, he died in the Viaber Fortress. The bloody battle lasted for ten years. This memory was enough to destroy any love for Erica.

Now if he doesn't meet Erica again, he can't even remember what Erica looks like.

Time is really the greatest weapon in the world. The torrent of time is enough to destroy everything.

The envoys of the wood elves continued to set off and headed towards Xinnan City.

Roland in this team was just a member of the ordinary elf guards, and his strength was at the bottom among the more than 300 elves.

Roland felt his second-stage silver fighting spirit strength and couldn't help but smile bitterly. When he was youngIt was really a waste.

In the last life, after joining the army, he suffered a lot because of his strength.

As the bloody battle continued, the fierce war made him grow gradually, but it was too late.

Even though he had the strength of a senior gold ten years later, he still couldn't stop the trend and died tragically in Viaber Fortress.

Thinking of this, Roland tightened the reins. He would not let this happen again in this life. The memory of ten years later was added to the current body.

Roland was confident that in a short period of time, he could at least double his combat effectiveness. In the past, he had sparse martial arts and weak fighting spirit.

Now this body is an elf veteran who has experienced ten years of bloody battles. The memories and experiences of various battles are in his mind. He only needs to get familiar with this body for a few days to exert combat effectiveness that he dared not think of before.

Thinking of this, Roland couldn't help but reveal a confident smile.

In the carriage at the center of the delegation, the maid Erica happened to see Roland with a confident smile, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

She had just rejected his rude confession yesterday, so why did he smile like this again? Was he secretly planning something to make her lose face in front of her companions?

Thinking of this, Erica gritted her teeth and stared at Roland with a frown.

With his many years of combat experience, Roland also noticed this malicious look at this time. He frowned and looked in the direction of his perception with a cold look, and happened to see Erica who had lifted a corner of the carriage curtain.

He quickly restrained his eyes, smiled, and then turned his head to look elsewhere.

Erica in the carriage was frightened by Roland's murderous eyes.

She seemed to see a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood in these eyes...

But then she saw Roland's silly smile, which made her doubt whether she had seen it wrong.

How could Roland, such a fool, have such terrifying murderous intent in his eyes?