The Crowned God [West Fantasy]

A month later, Roger saved more than 500 number plates in the preliminary round and successfully advanced to the qualifying round.There are quite a few people like him who excluded competitors in the preliminary competition, maliciously damaged number plates, or possessed multiple number plates. The original [-] places for the competition were reduced to less than [-] people to advance.

Yuesemona is still doing an internship at the translation library, and sometimes she goes to the library to borrow a few books. The work of deciphering is proceeding in an orderly manner, and the arrangement of the text is gradually becoming clear.

It's just that Seville is still not peaceful. Many black-robed witches have gathered in Seville to participate in the gladiatorial competition. If people from the two camps meet, they will inevitably face swords.Fortunately, the owner of the translation hall, Figira, is also a well-known red-robed senior. With her in charge of the translation hall, the black-robed people dare not invade this territory for the time being.

Camilo didn't know what happened to Sewell now, but he could probably guess something from the later memory: the winter snow was melting, and at this time, the gladiatorial match should start.

He didn't intend to join in the fun, hundreds of big and small things every day are enough for him to be busy, the current situation in the devil world is relatively stable, but the south has been in constant turmoil, a group of noble pure blood demons refuse to accept him as a foreigner The clansmen declared themselves kings, and they were determined to escape to the Southern Demon Realm by climbing over the border wall.

So Camillo invited Wei Ya to stay in the northern border for an extra year, and spread the word that the two were righteous brothers since childhood, in order to quell the criticism of conservatives.

In addition, he also ordered to severely punish any rebels who caused riots, abolished the dogma prohibiting intermarriage between half-demons and pure-blooded demons, and reduced taxes for half-demon families in order to increase his prestige in the north.

Although the daily government affairs are busy, Camillo only handles affairs in the early morning and in the morning, and has established a rule that each cabinet elder should not spend more than half an hour with him for discussions, and the meeting in front of the emperor should not exceed two hours. Officials dine or hold banquets.

His time is limited, only 50 years.

Every time after dealing with government affairs, Camillo would go to Amedeo and do whatever he wanted, accompany him to church to listen to hymns, or go riding and shooting outside the city, or bring some rare melon and fruit snacks to beg him. Happy, since they are inseparable anyway, Amedeo knew that Camillo would come to him every day at noon, so he thoughtfully waited at the entrance of the hall with his cloak.

He gradually developed some habits, such as watching the dusk while drinking tea in the evening, excerpting some classical poems in his free time, and seeing a new style of dessert in the kitchen, he would ask the maid for the recipe, and then cook to help Camillo prepares afternoon tea.

Maya was two years old at this time, and she had also reached the age of trouble. Ever since Fiona returned to the capital after visiting relatives, she liked to play with this female swordsman in short clothes, and her personality gradually became like a boy. Using witchcraft to float a room full of furniture in the air, or dragging Lilith into the palace fountain to fish for ice in winter, as a result, both of them caught a cold for half a month.

Kylia laughed and said that she deserved it, and prepared a very bitter anti-cold medicine, and asked the attendant to decoct the soup and send it to the two children.

But no matter how the nanny tried to coax her, Maya cried and refused to take the medicine. Only when Camillo personally fed her with the medicine bowl, Maya would drink the medicine obediently.

Amedeo also made some snacks to visit her. When the room was filled with the smell of bitter medicine, those sweet cakes were like a savior, and the image of the demon god instantly grew in Maya's heart.Even after recovering from her illness, Maya often pestered Amedeo to make cakes for her shamelessly. After going back and forth, the relationship naturally became closer.

But Camillo asked Maya to call Amedeo a priest, but Maya disagreed: "No, no, no, wizards don't believe in gods, so how can there be priests?"

"Who told you that?" Camillo asked with a frown.

Maya puffed up her pink cheeks seriously: "It's Lilith who said it, Miss Sister, she never lied to me!"

Camillo's eyes darkened, and he suddenly had the idea of ​​sending Yimil and his family out of the Demon Realm. He smiled without changing his expression: "Didn't Maya always want to ride a dragon? You call him a priest, that's right." Good boy with good manners, father will take you to ride the big dragon."

Maya has long been a fan girl under the influence of Fiona. In the face of the charm of the fairy dragon, any principles can be ignored. She nodded excitedly: "Okay, okay, ride the big dragon! Ride the big dragon! "

So the next time she sees Amedeo, she will obediently call him priest. Amedeo was a little surprised at first, but when he heard that it was the king's request, he lowered his eyes and smiled, showing a bit of joy and satisfaction. .

Little Maya kept her promise, so she pestered her father to take him to ride the dragon all day long, and finally realized her wish in early spring.

"The big dragon is flying! Fly high!" Maya ran over and grabbed Lilith's hand, "Look at the little house on the ground, and the little ants."

Lilith smiled faintly: "That's a herd of cows."

Amedeo turned his head and glanced at the two children who were having a good time, and said to Camillo: "Since Lilith and Maya played together, the child hasn't issued an order for a long time."

"Because Lilith has begun to understand her power." Seeing that he was blown cold by the wind, Camillo helped him cover his cloak, and touched his reddish earlobe. "As a wizard, Maya can talk to her. A way we don't hear, or a secret language between two children."

Yimil raised his head and glanced at him, with a hint of vigilance in it.

Camillo smiled: "What are you worried about? If I wanted to harm her, I would have done it long ago."

The destination of their trip was the Max Grassland in the south, which is also the area with the most serious rebel forces in the Northern Demon Realm. But when the people here heard that His Majesty Wei Ya would also come here with him, they immediately rejoiced and sent a cavalry guard of honor to welcome them. them.

In other words, it was also a public demonstration against Camillo.

Camilo didn't take it seriously. Instead, he happily led Maya to visit the military parade of the guard of honor, and tasted local barbecue delicacies, as if he was on vacation.

After dinner, Camillo coaxed Maya to bed early, asked Amedeo to accompany her and read the scriptures to her, and then got up and left the camp.

As soon as Camillo stepped out of the camp, the soldiers stationed along the way tensed up immediately, watching his every move cautiously as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Camelot stopped in his tracks and glanced around majesticly. It would be disrespectful to carry a weapon in front of the Demon King, let alone kneel down and salute.

The powerful divine power poured down in an instant, forcing the surrounding soldiers to kneel straight down on the ground. The needle-like dark elements pierced into their knees, burning the flesh and bones until they smoked. The intense pain was almost like Life is better than death.

"Ah—ah! My king, spare your life!" "We dare not again!" The soldiers curled up in pain and begged him for mercy, crying bitterly.

Without saying a word, Camelot withdrew his own dark elements and walked towards the tent where Wei Ya was resting.

inside the tent.

Wei Ya was tugging on Yimil's sleeve, complaining that he was indifferent during the day, and hearing his dissatisfied tone, Yimil couldn't help laughing.

Wei Ya became furious and rushed over to grab his collar: "What are you laughing at, why didn't you let me hold hands during the daytime military parade!"

"I don't disagree with holding hands." Yimil petted his face and smiled softly, "But in public, His Majesty can't hold hands with people casually."

Wei Ya said angrily: "Camilo and Amedeo both put on their wedding rings, why can't I be with you openly!"

Camillo opened the curtain at this moment, and after hearing the whole sentence, he raised the corners of his lips and coughed to show his presence.

Wei Ya's face became stiff in an instant, he quickly let go of Yimil, and asked calmly, "Why did you come in all of a sudden!"

"There's nothing to be nervous about," Camillo teased. He walked into the tent, sat down and picked up a piece of snack and ate it. "Everyone in the palace, as long as they are not blind, can see that you two are close."

"none of your business!"

"It's none of my business." Camillo poured himself another cup of tea unhurriedly, as casually as if staying in his own palace, "but God of Light said this for your own good, our northern folk customs are rough , it’s not unusual to see love/things between men, the middle and upper class in the south can’t accept this kind of thing, let alone you have no children..."

It was the earnest and earnest tone of an old man again, and Wei Ya had tired of listening to it in the past few years, and interrupted him impatiently: "Don't be wordy, what the hell are you looking for me for!"

"Oh... I almost forgot the business." Camillo put down his teacup with a smile, and then looked at Yimeler who was sitting next to him. He didn't speak, but only indicated with his eyes that he should avoid it.

Yimil's face was slightly condensed. Although he didn't completely trust Camelot, he still got up and stood up: "Your Majesty, I'll go to the next door to see if Lilith is asleep..."

After Yimil walked out of the tent, Camillo took out a roll of parchment from his sleeve, unfolded it and spread it on the table, "How do you think about the agreement I proposed?"

Nearly 20 years have passed since the armistice was first signed between the two sides, and it is time for some revisions.

Camillo put forward several requirements. First, to open up trade between the two borders to a certain extent, and negotiate currency exchange and tariff quotas.Second, open the seaports in and out of the northern and southern borders, but the Southern Demon Realm must hand over several fugitives who fled across the border, and cooperate in hunting down criminals wanted by the empire.three,……

Wei Ya is very dissatisfied with these two proposals: "Why not unify the currency, why not fully open trade, what is the difference between so many restrictions and no opening, I can accept tariffs, but the currency exchange rate must be unified!"

"I don't think so. The economic gap between the north and the south is serious. Although the north is poor, it is rich in mineral resources. It is also because of the mining industry that the slave industry has gradually flourished. The low-status half-demons are sold into the mines for nothing. Toil to no end, to supply the South with cheap ore, and now that this system is banned, the price of ore may double."

"Twice the price!?" Wei Ya said in shock.

"This is just a conservative estimate." Camelot paused, then smiled calmly, "It is precisely because the northern border has set strict economic requirements, so there is a third article. I suggest that the northern border and the southern border Maintain unity on military issues, establish alliances, advance and retreat together."

Wei Ya even thought he heard it wrong, he asked again in disbelief: "... Alliance, you want to form an alliance with me?"

"That's right, and it's a long-term cooperation." Camilo nodded.

Once the alliance is started, it is tantamount to showing a cooperative attitude. Although various restrictions have been set at present, the future trade issues will be easily solved. When Camillo said this, he obviously extended a friendly olive branch to him.

Wei Ya was about to agree, but it seemed that he was too passive, so he changed the subject and said seriously: "My seat—I still need to think about it."

Camillo was familiar with the boy's temper, smiled knowingly, and left.

In the past few days, Maya had a great time at Max’s ranch. For the first time, she saw a herd of running horses and a slow-moving buffalo. Camilla also bought her a pony. She was happy every day. Take the horse for a walk, and learn how to ride a horse from the herdsmen on the grassland.

Lilith doesn't like animals very much, and often just sits far away, watching Maya practice horseback riding, or chatting with her for a while when she is tired from playing.

In the eyes of outsiders, Lilith is an extremely quiet girl who doesn't speak, laugh or cry.But Maya knows that Lilith's inner world is actually full of rich colors, and she also has the same emotions as ordinary people, but she is not good at expressing them.

Maya sent the pony to the lake to drink water, ran to the dazed Lilith, tilted her head and asked, "Lilith, what are you thinking about?"

Lilith suddenly came back to her senses, and took out a handkerchief from her pocket to wipe her sweat. She always felt that as an older sister, she should take care of Maya. "Drink water?" She asked in her unproficient mainland Chinese.

"I'm not thirsty." Maya shook her head, smiled and took Lilith's hand and walked towards the lake, "Sister, play with me for a while, just for a while~"

Lilith froze in place, and suddenly lowered her eyes: You also know that I'm leaving?

Maya turned her head in doubt: "What are you leaving?"

Lilith raised her eyes: So you don't know, sorry... I will return to the southern border with Yimil in seven days.

Maya said in shock: "Why, I don't want you to go!"

The corner of Lilith's mouth curved slightly: His Majesty Wei Ya is going back to the capital to handle government affairs, and Yimil said that we should also help him.

Maya pursed her lips and begged, "It's okay, I'm going to beg my father... can you stay here?"

Lilith shook her head helplessly, then she knelt down/body, took Maya's hand and pressed it lightly on the ground: use your strength to talk to Gaia, so that no matter how far away, you can hear my voice.

"Gaia...?"

Lilith's expression became very gentle, she nodded and said: Yes, she is one of the five elements - the mother of the earth, the mother of all things.

Maya tried to inject her witchcraft into the depths of the earth. She seemed to feel that there was something there, but she couldn't see the deepest reality through a layer of cotton.

Lilith guided her patiently: calm down and listen patiently so that you can hear your mother's voice.

However, there are very few wizards in the world who can directly communicate with the Mother of Elements. Lilith's seemingly extremely simple way of communication takes some wizards a lifetime, and for the young Maya, it is not a few words. can learn.

After studying all day, Maya made almost zero progress.

Lilith comforted her and said: We still have time to practice tomorrow, Maya is so smart, she will definitely learn it.

Maya lowered her head in silence, with tears in her eyes, she suddenly rushed over and hugged Lilith, raised her head, and shouted vowingly: "Maya will grow up! When I grow up, I will ride a big Long went to the south to see you!"

This pasture is surrounded by hillsides, forming a natural echo depression. Only Maya's immature but firm voice can be heard echoing in the pasture:

Go south and see you.