North Journey

Not to mention the lingering fear and shame and anger of Gloria Black who came back to her senses.Ming Qi, who was held in Shi Yan's arms, almost left his body in surprise when he felt the aura released by Shi Yan just now.

"... Ah Shi, you... have you remembered something?"

Regardless of being still on the street at this time, he lowered his voice and asked excitedly.

The breath at that moment just now is unmistakable, it belongs to the coercion of the God of Beginning that is enough to make everything dare not disobey.Different from the God of Destruction's breath that only wins with strength, the coercion of the God of Beginning will awaken the consciousness of the small world because of its merits of deriving all things, so that the rude people who dare to offend the God of Beginning will feel ashamed. Terrible abandoned by the whole world.

"Ok?"

Shi Yan looked down at Ming Qi with some doubts, his eyes were as clear and gentle as before.

Is he thinking too much...

Ming Qi blinked his wet eyes, the original surprise turned into frustration.Although Ah Shi, who has lost his memory, is still the god who awakened him back then, he still hopes that he can recover his memory as soon as possible.Not only because of guilt, nor because Ah Shi had him in his past memory, but more importantly, only when facing the truly complete Ah Shi, would he probably have the courage to speak his mind, instead of always harboring Taking advantage of guilt.

"nothing."

Ming Qi shook his head, and then buried his whole face in Shi Yan's arms.

Shi Yu was keenly aware of the change in Ming Qi's mood, although he didn't quite understand the reason for his surprise just now and depression at the moment, but he also knew that it was related to him no matter what.

He rubbed the cub's head soothingly, then stroked his back over and over again.

In the deepest part of his soul, a pair of light golden eyes opened and closed slightly.

In the endless void, the law opened his figurative eyes, he stared at Shi Yan's real soul, and countless lines of data passed through his deep purple eyes.

"Is it almost time to return?"

After Ming Qi Zhenling left, Dan Wang, who was boldly sleeping on the lap of the God of Destruction, seemed to sense something, and turned over unsteadily.The light group, which was unable to maintain its original form due to the stripping of the master's divine power, gradually restored its original appearance with the continuous accumulation of divine power over time.The pale gold pages leisurely flipped through a few pages, and then yawned humanly.

"Master, why are you back..."

On the opened page, the left page is a man who makes the world pale. He is smiling and flipping through the book in his hand, and behind him is the endless beauty of the world.And on the right page, there is a ferocious demon, only the crimson eyes and the dark golden light around his body can roughly make people guess his identity.A light golden dumpling squats proudly on his head. Although it is only a static painting, it can still make people feel the triumphant look of the dumpling.

"The big devil or something, it's super annoying..."

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On the second floor of the restaurant near the city gate, there was a person who fully noticed the confrontation between Shi Yu and Gloria Black.The moment he saw Shi Yan, he suddenly crushed the wine glass in his hand, and didn't even realize that the wine was all over his hand.

"His Majesty!"

Bill, the palace steward who was standing by, quickly and calmly handed over a towel to wipe off the bright red wine on Warner Felix's hands.Elsoren, who was sitting opposite him and was covered in black robes, was drinking tea as before, not caring about Warner's mood at all.

In his opinion, this unstable emperor is nothing more than a wrong set of tendons.The festival is coming, and with the support of the gods, he will soon be able to get rid of Warner Felix, and truly have the honorable status he should have obtained long ago.Until then……

"Take the hood off."

Warner let Bill wipe off the alcohol on his hands, stared at the man on the street without moving his eyes, and then suddenly turned his head to Elsoren, speaking in a low voice.

Elsoren didn't notice the anger hidden in Warner's voice, he just froze for a moment, then took off his hood indifferently.

He has seen his own face in the mirror, such a god-given beauty should not be hidden in the dark.It's a pity that Warner was too possessive of him, and he was never willing to let him go out without any disguise.Now that Warner allowed him to take off his hood for some reason, he naturally had no objection.

Even if Felix III travels in a modest suit, it is impossible for him to sit in the hall with those civilians, and those who can be brought by his side naturally know the identity of El Sorren, so El Sorren's Double Black didn't cause any buzz.

However, compared to Warner Felix's surprise and greed when he saw this face in the past, Warner at this time is watching the artificial arrogance on Elsoren's face, with disgust and disgust that he didn't even notice. .

Back then, relying on Wendy Black's information, he sent someone to take away the eighth-generation witch according to the will of the gods before Massa, and at the same time left a fake "His Majesty Elsoron" for Carrera.

Now, seeing the current demeanor of this "His Majesty Elsoron" with his own eyes, if he hadn't really witnessed the communication between Al and the gods, he would almost think that the one in his hand is a counterfeit.

What went wrong?Still, the teachings of the Witch Temple can really turn mortals into gods above them.

He remembered the only meeting with the witch Massa, those eyes that seemed to see through all the hatred and darkness in his heart.He knew where the disdainful temperament possessed by the Great Witch Massa came from. It was the compassion of the noble.

But why?What qualifications does he have for all beings in this world—whether strong or weak, high or low—have completely equal compassion?Just because of that ridiculous god?

Warner Felix, who had just come into contact with Scarlett Augustus, his aunt who claimed to be the venerable of the gods, and saw through the truth of the so-called gods, was buried at that moment. The dislike of the Witch God's Temple also buried the hatred of those ancient survivors who should have died long ago.

Warner Felix, who was suddenly reminded of the past, suddenly became gloomy. He noticed the glance that "His Majesty Elsoron" deliberately glanced at before leaving, and then glanced at the ignorant man sitting opposite him. Feeling Al, the anger rising in his heart is nowhere to be extinguished.

"Go back to the palace."

Flicking his sleeves violently, he brought a gust of wind.

For the first time, Warner didn't even look at Al anymore.

And always immersed in the fact that he is about to become the ninth generation great witch of the witch temple—no, no, no, Luisa Felix, a hypocrite who dared to deceive the gods, is not qualified to occupy the position of the eighth generation great witch, he is the real first. The Eight Great Witches——Elsoren, in his joy, never noticed Warner Felix's sudden change of attitude, or in other words, after realizing his true identity, he never took Warner Felix back Take your attitude to heart.

He just put down the teacup slowly, adjusted the black robe on his body, and then calmly followed Warner Felix's footsteps.

However, Warner Felix never stopped to wait for him as usual, he walked quickly, even the personal guards who were keenly aware of Warner's mood change didn't care too much, and took Al as gently as possible to catch up with His Majesty footsteps.

Suddenly, Warner stopped.

"Bill, the Black family, you can do it now."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Realizing that there might be something about to change in the palace, Bill responded to Warner's order without any change in mood, as if the Black family mentioned by Warner was not a long-standing noble family, but just broke into it by accident. Like a puppy entering the palace.

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"Your Highness, news has come from our people that His Majesty Elsoron has entered the imperial capital."

In the manor outside Lann City, the white roses have long been replaced by cherry blossoms, and the power beyond the solar terms makes the delicate flowers that should not bloom in this season bloom one after another.

Light white, shy pink, and spring colors are mixed together, and Joe Defoe fell under someone's tricks.

Warren Amelia sat leisurely under the tree and drank milk tea. The sweet milky aroma, mellow tea flavor, mixed with the overflowing cherry blossom aroma made this afternoon extraordinarily leisurely.

His eyes fell in the direction of Joe Defoe, and he didn't know whether he was looking at the cherry blossoms blooming like clouds behind him, or the meticulous man in front of him.

Serving this Highness since he was a child, Joe Defoe has long been aware of Warren Amelia's bad taste.He seemed not at all affected by the petals falling on his hair, shoulders, and clothes, and he was indifferent to the cherry blossoms that were deliberately controlled by someone to graze his cheeks and lips. He reported the recent news carefully and carefully. intelligence.

Compared to when Shi Yan and the others left, Warren Amelia's eyes were a little darker, and the strong negative consciousness tormented his body and mind, but he seemed to be used to such pain, and never Don't rely on puppets to get a moment's respite.

Maybe it's because I saw the hope of ending the fate of the Amelia family from that majesty...

Warren Amelia was a little distracted, and he didn't even listen to Joe Defoe's report very carefully.

If it's His Majesty, what is there to worry about?Anyway, he had already arranged everything, and what happened behind... He also took advantage of Joe's absence to meet with several leaders of his forces.After his death, with Joe's own ability and the support of those leaders, he should be able to convince the crowd.As for the rest, he has already done what he can do, and the rest is up to the Crown Prince.