Dancing is not allowed on the grave

After the memory of the past was awakened, Syl finally figured out the connection between Losra and that world.

Strictly speaking, Losra does not have a real creator god. It is a world parallel to the current game, and it is also an independent world developed by the space instrument.

Because Syl used his body to fill the gap in the space instrument in his previous life, and his soul came back here with his current body, and became a special existence connecting the two worlds, which can be constructed using the creation system on parchment—equivalent to mastering this world. The console of the world.

The space instrument is the epitome of the world itself, without it, Losra would cease to exist.

Because of this particularity, in the third year after the end of the war, Syl incorporated the holy city of Floret into the territory of Nathaniel, ruled Augustine at the same time, purchased and controlled most of Ferdinand's towns.

With the power of the royal family getting weaker and irreversible, Willow chose to give up the throne in exchange for a lifetime title and fiefdom.At this point, the continent of Lothra was unified and became an unprecedented kingdom.

—The fifth year after the end of the war.

The impact of plague, death and gunpowder on the mainland has not been completely eliminated, but with the generous help of the underground world, the damaged buildings in all towns and the commercial and economic chains damaged in the war have been completely repaired and back on track.

At noon, apprentices with codes in their hands, swords or bows and arrows filed out from the entrance of the college.

The dark-skinned assassin apprentice threw a dagger and greeted his companions: "Xue Li, let's go to the newly opened restaurant around the corner. I heard that there are underground specialties. I don't know if it is authentic or not."

The human girl with a big sword on her back interjected: "I heard that the boss is the most delicious slime in Rosella. It has lived in the underground world for thousands of years, so it must be authentic! The ingredients are freshly made, so freshness is guaranteed. "

The short-haired girl holding the Codex pushed her glasses and nodded silently.

The apprentices dispersed in small groups to look for food, and finally the instructors walked out unhurriedly, walking towards Nathaniel's newly completed Ninth Avenue.

Since the academy has courses for various occupations such as magician, archer, swordsman, warrior, assassin, etc., and even has branches such as heavy swordsman, magic swordsman, ax warrior, spear warrior, charged shooting, and split shooting. In the absence of strength, the current teachers are all "foreign teachers" hired from the underground world.

This academy located in the capital city of Nathaniel has a gorgeous lineup of instructors. The director of the bow and arrow department is Lila, the leader of the night elves. The warrior department has Ronald and the wolf king. The light and magic department except the sea monster who is both spiritual and water. , as well as Melotti, the Throne of Flame, Nancy, the Bard of the Wind Element, and Dolores, the former Saint of the Holy See who possessed the divinity.

The third store on the right of Ninth Avenue is a clothing store specializing in underground-style clothing. The bright glass windows of the store display exotic fishtail skirts, orc earrings, and a full set of succubus costumes—horns, Leather jackets, skirts and tails and high heels.

A group of people walked into the store and saw the boss sitting behind the counter, smearing his lips with rose juice.

"Sumansha." Lila called her softly, and waved the black invitation letter in her hand, "It's time to go."

"Oh, wait." Su Mansha took out a small bronze mirror to look at herself, and said, "The child is still changing clothes in the cubicle."

A few days ago, they picked up a child in the slime tavern—he seemed to have not eaten for many days. He sneaked into the kitchen and took a sip of soup, then foamed at the mouth and passed out.

The little boy was dirty and looked about four or five years old. According to himself, he had no parents since he was born and had been wandering on the streets.

But the strange thing is that even without someone to take care of and teach him, his language and abilities in all aspects are far superior to those of his peers.

Dolores thought about bringing him to be raised by her side, but Grezel's shadow lingered, so she was still thinking about it these days, just letting the child live in the academy temporarily.

Strange to say, this kid has a completely different personality from Grezel. He has been wandering the streets since he was a child, but he is not afraid of strangers at all.

Today, the child was wearing a dark red dress of a blood race and a black blindfold. When he was led into the palace by Dolores, the child was quite well-behaved, only looking around curiously.

Syl stood at the gate of the palace in a white dress. When he saw them, his beautiful eyes curved into a smile: "You are here."

He lowered his head slightly while speaking, "Whose child is this? What's his name?"

"I picked it up, but it doesn't have a name yet," Dolores said.

As soon as the words fell, the child suddenly let go of her hand and ran into the garden with a "tap-tap-tap".

"Huh? Wait, don't run around." Dolores lifted the hem of her skirt. She was wearing a white dress today, and it was a bit inconvenient for her to run.

Syl stopped her, "I'll go, you go and sit down first."

After finishing speaking, he walked quickly into the garden.

The child was squatting by the grass, poking his head.

"What are you doing?" Syl asked softly.

He turned his head and gestured for silence: "Shh."

Suddenly, the grass swayed, and the child rushed over and hugged a rabbit that jumped out.

A mass of milky white soft light lit up in his palm, and the threads of light coiled around the scars made by the thorns on the rabbit's hind feet. After a while, the wounds were completely healed, and even the blood disappeared.

That is light healing magic.

Hearing Syl's question, the child put his arms on his hips proudly: "Learn from Sister Dolores, I'm really good."

The rabbit's leg injury was healed, and it jumped up and down again, trying to run away.

"Don't go!" The child picked it up and carried it in front of him, and said in a childish voice, "Look at me, son of a bitch."

The rabbit ignored it, kicked off his black blindfold, jumped to the ground and walked away.

The child was stunned, and it took a while to react, sitting on the ground covering his eyes and crying loudly.

Searle: "..."

He felt that learning medicine could not cure the second disease.

"when--"

"when--"

"when--"

The distant bell of the high tower rang three times, and birds flew across the top of the snow mountain.

Today marks the fifth year since the end of the war, the second year of Lothra's unification, and a day of celebration for all - the day when the Lord of Lothra and the ruler of the Underworld will marry.

On the square in front of Nathaniel's palace, people from all over Losra, of different races and identities gathered.

"It's really cold here." Willow just came by boat from Ferdinand this morning. It was summer, and she was wearing a beautiful backless dress, but Nathaniel just had snow last night.

Kyle took off the black leather coat and handed it over, "Put on mine first, Princess Willow."

Willow coughed softly: "Now it's the Duke."

"Be quiet, it's time." Someone whispered.

A young man in a white dress appeared in everyone's view. He walked briskly, walked across the red velvet carpet, and stopped in front of the high steps.

That was the Lord of Lothrah.

Unlike any king in the past, he is so young, with the enthusiasm and courage of tomorrow's sun.Everyone believed that under his leadership, Rosella would move towards a splendid future.

As for the silver-haired man in a black dress who came from the other end, he was the leader of the dark race, the ruler of the underground world, and a demon king who once made people fearful.

"Thank you all for being here and witnessing the most important moment in my life."

Seale put his hands behind his back and bowed deeply to the audience.

Then he raised his face and stared at the man beside him.

"Mr. Lancelot."

There was a little smile between Lancelot's brows and eyes: "Huh?"

"Sorry to keep you waiting for me for so long."

"Thank you also for coming out of the darkness and standing in front of me."

"There are tens of millions of people in this world, hundreds of millions of lives, and countless different souls. Only you are the one I love."

"I will love you faithfully, no matter in the past, present or future."

"Lancelot, please be my partner in life, the one I cherish, the one and only love—" Syl raised his hand and stroked those blue eyes gently, "My little fox."

Lancelot lowered his head slightly, and placed a light kiss on the young man's lips.

"--my pleasure."

For a long time, whenever the fox thought of his little prince, the darkness was lit up, and gentle flowers bloomed in the abyss.

The boy with the sword finally came back through the snow.

Then all things came back to life, and the world awoke.

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