My old enemy finally fell in love with me after rebirth three times

The afternoon sun makes the ground warm, accompanied by the fragrant flowers in the air, in exchange for a somewhat intoxicating atmosphere.

Troy didn't eat at noon because he didn't know what to eat.

As a prince, he had a magnificent palace and all kinds of delicious food since he was a child, and his servants took care of his trips. After living three lives, Troy realized that he didn't seem to know much about the preparations he needed to make when he went out alone.

And when you are alone, how to find the food and shelter you need through your environment.

And, most importantly——

Troy.

—he lost his way again.

Looking at the lush grass around him and the big trees that almost trapped him in the center, Troy was quite sure that he had already been to this place once after pushing aside a certain bush and walking in.

Putting down the long sword on his back, the boy leaned against a big tree and sat down to rest on the spot.

A bead of sweat slid down his cheek and dripped down his chin onto his clothes.

It wasn't because of the heat. After all, Troy liked warmth and didn't like cold. The young man's face was dull, and he began to deny himself again like reciting the Bible.

The sigh was mixed in the wind, as light as if no one heard it.

The denial of one's own ability, the denial of one's own mind, the denial of one's own identity, and what's more, the denial of one's own existence.

Troy had always thought that he would be the supreme king of the continent who had been given four chances of rebirth by the patron saint of the continent, Mr. Izzy, but the appearance of Snook undoubtedly trampled all his beliefs and pride on the soil and ruthlessly Crushed hard!

What the young man hears the most is the extreme sarcasm and ridicule from the opponent every time he loses to snooker——

"Prince? Royal blood?" When the first Troy died, the red-haired boy grabbed his hair and raised it insultingly. He lowered his voice and raised his eyebrows in his ear with a sneer: "Today's ending, but You asked for it."

When the second life died, the red-haired boy strangled his neck tightly, his expression was ruthless, the bangs on his forehead couldn't hide the bloodthirsty scarlet eyes of the other party, he was strangled to death alive, and the other party's sneering words appeared in his mind: "You Why do you always love to provoke me? You don't have enough lessons? You idiot."

When the third world died, the red-haired boy held a long sword and nailed him to a huge round rock. He was drained of all the blood in his body before the life extension magic gift was withdrawn and he died.

Recalling the last words Snoke said in front of him——

"If you have the ability, fight me again?"

In Snoke's flamboyant blood-red eyes, there is excitement and enthusiasm for fighting with his old enemy after the next meeting.

This prisoner who will always be defeated by him is destined to prostrate in front of him in the most humble manner and beg for mercy.

Because in Snooker's view, Troy is a doomed loser.

"Fight again."

These four words fell into Troy's heart, and bloody traces were engraved on them.

Feeling reconciled, but what can I do?

It's not that he didn't want to defeat Snooker, but that the young man finally let go of all his pride and self-esteem, revealed the cowardly and incompetent side that he didn't want to face the most, and admitted that he was finally afraid of death.

and so.

Fight again.

Troy smiled.

The young man who was nailed to the rock, black lines gradually appeared on his face, his lips were slightly parted, and at the moment when his consciousness completely disappeared, he cursed weakly at the red-haired boy in front of him——

"I'm fucking fighting you again."