The Crowned God [West Fantasy]

30 years later, the Northern Demon Realm, the capital of Iris.

On the training ground of the martial arts school, the soldiers were conducting the last group of training at noon. They were wearing gray iron armor and holding swords and shields.

Wearing a black cloak, Jeremy strode past the soldiers. At this time, he had been promoted to be the commander of the capital guards. He was in a high position at the age of 23. The responsibility on his shoulders was heavy, and his steps showed Mature and stable for his age.

"The movement is wrong, you have to use all your strength to swing it out!"

He pointed a few words beside a recruit, and then drew out his saber to practice against him personally.

"Come and attack me, and watch my footwork when I counterattack."

At this time, a small figure suddenly ran over in the crowd. She was wearing light silver armor and holding an iron sword that did not match her figure. Pounce on him and sneak attack.

Jeremy immediately dodged sideways vigilantly, and then swung the sword backhand. Hearing a clang, the iron sword was swirled and flew out.

Maya's arm was numb from his strength, and she just froze on the spot, "It's you!" Jeremy saw His Royal Highness's face clearly, immediately grabbed her arm, and pulled her to a distance of one meter.

A bright sword light flashed across the place where she was standing just now!

The recruits who practiced duel had no time to close their moves. Just now, they almost accidentally hurt Her Highness with a sword. He was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he quickly knelt down: "This subordinate is stupid! This subordinate didn't mean to hurt Your Highness!"

"Leave it to me here, you go back first."

Jeremy sighed helplessly, turned around and stared at Maya seriously: "What are you doing here, you are trying to attack me with a sword, do you know how dangerous it is! What if I treat you as a real assassin? manage!"

Maya stuck out her tongue mischievously: "No, my father said that you are soft-hearted and won't kill you easily."

"His Royal Highness——" Jeremy's voice was deep, and his eyes were focused on Maya's clothes: This girl doesn't look like a princess at all, she is running around the school field in silver light armor, and there are still stains on her trouser legs. Mud, and hair tied up in disorder behind the back.

Jeremy felt a headache, and carried her out of the school without any explanation: "Hurry up and go back, or your wet nurse will go to the king to complain that I have delayed your learning etiquette, and His Majesty will ask me to lecture again."

"Nurse is taking a nap, she won't know~" Maya grabbed Jeremy's sleeve fawningly, "Brother, teach me a few tricks today!"

Jeremy was helplessly entangled by her, so he had to teach her a few basic steps, and Maya also learned them very seriously.

This child has been interested in riding and swordsmanship since he was a child, but he doesn't like to learn the dragon's sword skills. Kiria is very dissatisfied with this, but Camillo doesn't seem to take it seriously, and after saying it twice, he let her go up.

After practicing for a while, Jeremy asked Maya to rest for a while, and the two sat on the stone chair next to her. Jeremy handed her the water bladder he carried with him.

Maya took a sip and said hesitantly, "Jeremy, do you think my father..."

"What do you think?"

"My father doesn't seem to like my mother." Maya pursed her lips tightly, staring at the ground with half-lidded eyes. "Last month was the queen's memorial day. A mourning ceremony was held in the church, and my father didn't go either."

Jeremy was taken aback for a moment, opened his mouth and didn't know how to explain.

Maya sniffed, and said: "I know what you want to say, the rings of the father and the priest are a pair, and he also went to accompany the priest on the day of the mourning ceremony... Fiona said, who is the father's favorite?" Children should not interfere with his own affairs."

"But I heard that when the royal father and the queen got married, the scale was grand and the whole city celebrated together. Why doesn't the royal father have any nostalgia for my mother now?"

Maya rested her chin in both hands, and muttered uneasily, "Could it be that the father doesn't like me because he doesn't like the queen mother..."

"No, no, no," Jeremy quickly explained, "The king likes His Highness the most. Every year when you celebrate your birthday, His Majesty remembers it clearly."

Jeremy has witnessed Maya's blood test ceremony with his own eyes. Although he doesn't know why Camillo married Margaret, he knows that the little princess is not the queen's daughter.He couldn't say this. As the eldest daughter of the royal family, Maya must have a legitimate mother, otherwise she would be given the title of illegitimate daughter.

"Anyway, don't think about it, Your Highness, it's time for patrol now, and I should go too." Jeremy got up and stood up, and his subordinates also led the commander's mount, which was a whole body A blue unicorn with deep blue eyes and sharp horns on its forehead walked over proudly wearing a gold-encrusted saddle.

When Maya saw the unicorn, she immediately became interested: "Wow! I also want to ride a unicorn. Where are you going to patrol? Take me there, okay?"

Jeremy turned over and sat on the back of the unicorn, smiled and said, "Children are not allowed to ride a unicorn, it's too dangerous."

"I'm not a three-year-old kid anymore!"

"But you are only five years old, if you can't do it, you can't do it."

Jeremy rode away on the unicorn, and Maya stood alone, with her hands on her hips angrily: "Hmph, cheapskate! Then I'll ride the dragon!"

"Okay, then go ahead and see if the fairy dragon will let you ride." Jeremy's voice came from afar.

Except for Camilo, no one will listen to orders, not to mention that it is now a national treasure, fans are all over the devil world, and there are three floors of people queuing up to watch every day. Maya is a princess, and she wants to see it. It is also extremely difficult.

Angrily, she dismissed her followers and walked alone on the streets of the market.

"The dragon scales of the Fairy Dragon are definitely real. I just picked them up from the Dragon Lake. Come and take a look!"

"Sell tapestries, tapestries embroidered with dragons, choose any color and style."

"The pottery in the shape of a fairy dragon, there are only three left today, until sold out!"

Maya covered her ears in displeasure, alas... If she didn't ride the fairy dragon tonight, she would definitely be laughed at by Jeremy.

"My lord, the princess skipped class again today and went to the market outside." The guard knelt down and reported.

"I see." Although Camillo was a little surprised, he didn't mean to question, "Send someone to protect her at a distance, and bring her back when it gets dark."

The guard responded and bowed out of the bedroom.

Camillo pulled the fur blanket on his body, and continued to lean on the sofa. His face was transparent and pale, his black hair was scattered on his shoulders, and he closed his eyes quietly as if he could not see the ups and downs of his breathing.

It's early autumn now, the sun is shining brightly outside, but his bedroom has already been covered with thick winter carpets, wide bearskins spread from the sofa to the floor, and the fire in the fireplace has been burning brightly, the whole room Hot as a steamer.

But Camillo was still wearing thick clothes, his hands and feet were icy cold, and the chill continued to rise from the spiritual field, soaking through his limbs and bones, and even taking a little breath was cold.

This kind of situation only started to appear this year, and 50 years is coming. It is already difficult for him to keep his soul in this body, and his control over divine power is gradually declining, so his body becomes weak again and again, and the hidden wounds of the spiritual field also occur .

Amedeo opened the door and walked in with a bowl of medicine in his hand. He walked over slowly, as if he was afraid of waking up Camillo with his eyes closed.

"I don't drink medicine." Camelot frowned when he smelled the herbs.

Amedeo gently helped him up, took a spoonful of soup and brought it to his mouth: "This is Kiria's new prescription. It uses the best medicinal materials shipped from the south. Maybe this time the medicine can relieve the pain. Some chill."

Camillo took a sip helplessly, and the bitter taste filled his mouth. He shook his head and said, "Don't drink it, don't drink it, anyway, it won't be effective. My disease is only caused by the weakening of the soul and has nothing to do with the body. not good."

Amedeo had no choice but to put down the medicine bowl, and held his hand from under the blanket, his fingers were cold.

"Would that be better?"

"It will be better." Camillo raised the corners of his mouth slightly and leaned against him.

Amedeo stretched out his arms to hug him, and the temperature of his body came through through the fabric, which reminded Camillo suddenly of the scene where he and Mei were walking in the snow, the snow was so thick that his calves were all buried in the snow. In the snow, shivering from the cold, Amedeo held him in his arms, wrapped his body in a cloak, and kept him warm with his body temperature.

Camillo couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Amedeo asked.

"I'm laughing. I was ignorant when I was young, and I wasted my body indiscriminately. In the end, I, an old man, had to suffer."

Amedeo sighed lightly: "Ka..."

"what happened?"

"You're lying to me about one thing, right? As for your age, you can still call yourself an old man. Do you think I can't tell whether a person is mature or not?"

Camillo was silent for a while, then rubbed against his arms again, and said with a smile, "Is this so important?"

"Well, because I've always wondered how many years I'll have to wait to see you again after this year has passed."

"Don't wait," Camillo leaned on his shoulder, stroking the ring on his finger, "because when I close my eyes, "I" will open them again, I'm always here, never leave .”

"But when your soul returns to its place, how on earth should I explain these 50 years?"

Camillo certainly remembered that inexplicable beginning, and when he opened his eyes, 50 years had passed.

He smiled lightly: "What's so difficult about it, I will believe everything you explain."

Maya was finally defeated by Longhu's queue. She went back to the market and walked around, and suddenly noticed a small shop. The walls of this shop were covered with old-fashioned scrolls. A crystal ball, with a pentagram drawn on the door curtains on both sides.

Maya slipped through the door curtain: "Excuse me, what are you selling here?"

A hooded head emerged from behind the counter, and Sobika stood on tiptoe vigorously to reveal half of his head from the counter, "Hey, welcome."

The three hidden guards followed Maya across the alley, but in front of them was a brick wall, no shops, and no figures. His Highness was clearly walking this way, why did he suddenly disappear...

Maya was already looking at the store with great interest, "This candle is so beautiful, is this a gemstone? I want to buy it as a gift for Lilith."

Sobika walked over on crutches, and glanced at the stone in her hand: "This is not for sale."

"That looks good too, how much is it?"

"That's not for sale either."

Maya tilted her head and sighed, "It's not for sale...then what are you selling here?"

But Sobica pulled out a hardcover book from behind, and said with a smile: "Today, I only sell this one, and it's a once-in-a-century discount, and I'll sell it for two silver coins!"

Maya pouted, turned around and walked out: "Then I don't want it anymore, I hate reading books the most."

"Don't, don't!" Sobika hurriedly held her back, "I wrote this myself for the elderly. After passing this village, there will be no such store... Just care for the elderly, and you can just take a look..."

Maya turned her head: "Okay!"

She took the book and glanced at it twice, with a trace of surprise in her eyes. She turned two pages in a row, her face becoming more and more surprised: "It's the Book of Shadows! Lilith has one, and it was given to her by her mother." , I’ve always wanted a copy, but my father didn’t give it to me.”

Sobika scrutinized the child's face carefully, his eyebrows looked very much like Camelot, and he looked even more cute. She smiled gratifiedly and said, "Of course, the Book of Shadows must be passed on to the child from the mother's side."

Maya was stunned: "Unfortunately, my mother passed away..."

"You can buy it from my shop, it only costs two silver coins! If you can't buy two silver coins, you will lose money, and you won't be fooled~"

"But..." Maya blinked, "Will the book you write be unprofessional?"

"How is that possible!" Sobica clenched her cane tightly and said excitedly, "I have worked hard and painstakingly collected all the broken pages from all over the world to collect this book. It is definitely a unique book of shadows in the world, and it is priceless..."

"Okay, okay, I'll just buy it." It was not easy for the old man to come out to fool people, so Maya handed her two gold coins, "Don't pester me anymore."

"No problem, thanks for coming!"

Maya walked out of the shop with the book in hand, flipped through two pages, and suddenly saw a chapter:

Witchcraft? Spatialism.

Another space can be opened up on the wall or on the ground, only certain people can see the entrance of the space, and other people look the same as ordinary ones, the method of operation: @!#&%^&*%……

"Nonsense," Maya felt a little ridiculous. When she turned around, she was shocked to find that there was a wall behind her!She rushed forward and patted it twice, her palms were covered with dirty dust.

"She's a real wizard..."