The Crowned God [West Fantasy]

"Empress..." Amedeo was stunned for a moment, his eyes trembled slightly, his long eyelashes cast a shadow, and then he pushed Camillo away, "That's right, you really need a queen... ..."

Camillo pulled him back with a rare gentle voice: "It was my fault, I shouldn't have gone around with you."

"Mei, be my queen." Camillo said close to his ear, with ambiguous heat brushing against his lips, "as long as you declare that the little princess is your blood-dissolved daughter, no one will Question her identity."

Amedeo turned around sharply, his face full of disbelief: "Then you are not afraid that the public will question your sexual orientation?"

"What's the problem?" Camillo looked at him calmly and puzzled.

"It's a corrupt practice for nobles in the demon world to adopt male pets, and they are criticized by the world. In addition, the demons in the northern border are more conservative in their thinking. How can it be possible to approve same-sex marriage?!"

"I can change the law." Camelot raised the corners of his lips evilly, "If not, I will kill all those who refuse to obey."

Those eyes were full of dark matter, as strange as a black hole, bottomless black, Amedeo stared at his eyes, gradually frowned, pushed him away and walked out the door.

"Camilo, clear your mind before you talk to me."

Camillo stared at the closed door, suddenly forked a piece of cake angrily, and bit it down. His sharp and long teeth stuck out. He was originally in a vicious and displeased gesture, but because of the corner of his mouth, Creamy and especially childish.

In the early morning of the next day, when the sky was still dark, Camillo practiced martial arts alone on the rooftop, with his sleeves flicked down, his long hair fluttering, and the single knife in his hand was flipping smoothly. The dark elements were torn into sharply swirling fragments.

"king?"

Yuesemona saw the figure of Camelot from a distance, and she walked up to the rooftop step by step with candlesticks in both hands, her crimson skirt spread out on the stone steps, she walked to Camelot's side, bowed her knees : "Good morning, Your Majesty."

Camillo glanced back at her, then flipped his wrist, put the knife into its sheath with a clang, and said, "Mona, what are you doing here?"

"I went out to set up the formation for worship in the early morning, and I saw you here alone, as if you were upset and restless, so I came to take a look." Yue Simona is extremely sensitive by nature, even without brain reading skills, she can easily say other people's thoughts.

Camillo helplessly ignored the rest of her words, and only mentioned the first half of the sentence: "Do wizards have to worship on Tuesday?"

"According to the natural elements that each wizard follows, the time of the ceremony is also different. Last time I used the fire element to identify the bloodline, so I have to do the ceremony on Tuesday." Yuesemona's voice paused, and she changed the subject, " Wang, your saber technique just now is slightly different from before, especially in terms of footwork..."

"You can actually understand the sword technique?" Camillo became a little interested, and the corners of his lips raised happily, "Just now this set is what Kiria used to, and I only learned a few moves, after all, this knife was originally hers. Apprentices, it also matches this footwork."

Yuesemona nodded thoughtfully, and asked again: "Speaking of which, where is Kiria-sama going now?"

"She was ordered to go to the city of King Aerys to arrange the establishment of the capital."

"Iris?" Isn't that the most remote royal city in the north, "You want to build a capital in such a remote place?"

"That place has a special meaning to her," Camillo smiled, "Besides, Zero also likes that place, so I'm sure."

As the sky gradually cleared, Camillo leaned on the porcelain white railing with his arms folded, his black hair tied to his shoulders, and his tall and straight figure exuded a cool and dignified aura.

But the way he lowered his eyes and smiled lightly, like a feather falling down, unexpectedly made people feel approachable.

Yuesemona remembered that he was not like this before. When we first met, this man was sinister and stern, with a dark and negative aura all over his body. I couldn't tell when it gradually changed, but I always felt that when he was with the demon god, he was just like that. It will be a little milder.

What is the relationship between them...?

She was thinking about it when she heard a familiar voice from the front: "Wang, why are you here?"

Jeremy was wearing light armor and a long sword engraved with knight inscriptions in silver on his waist. He strode up and said, "Amadeo said he wanted to talk to you. He said he was waiting in the study."

His face was slightly dissatisfied, he paused and said: "My lord, I don't understand why a defeated demon god has the right to order you!"

However, Camillo narrowed his eyes happily, and poked Jeremy's forehead with his index finger: "What do you know, kid? By the way... What else did he say? Did he figure it out?"

Jeremy blinked ignorantly: "What matter?"

But Camillo didn't answer him, turned around and left, leaving only Yuesemona and Jeremy behind, Jeremy still couldn't figure it out, he turned to look at Yuesemona, but saw the other party smiling Er smiled, showing a familiar and meaningful smile.

Camillo rushed to the study impatiently, dismissed all the guards around him, and then opened the door with some excitement.

——It turned out that Fiona was squatting on the sofa and eating melon seeds.

Camillo suddenly had the urge to throw her out of the window, Fiona quickly picked up the melon seeds and moved them to the corner: "Don't, don't, I'm just here to watch the show, it's fine if I don't exist, you talk about you talk!"

She pointed to the side, and Amedeo was sitting on the sofa on the other side, with his long legs intertwined, his chin resting on one hand, and he was looking at Camillo with a smile.

"May," Camillo smiled naturally when he saw him, and hurriedly walked towards him, "Did you agree with what you said last night?"

Amedeo sighed softly, and raised his eyebrows helplessly: "I made you think all night, but you still insist on marrying a man. If you let the northern border know that the new king is as good as Long Yang, you will Aren't you afraid that this matter will affect your status! Even if you want that child to have a reasonable identity, there are many ways to do it, why do you have to let me pretend to be her blood relative..."

"It's not like that," Camillo interrupted him. He put one hand on the back of the chair behind Amedeo and looked down at him tenderly. "I'm not pretending. I really want to marry you."

"!" Fiona, who was watching the show, gasped exaggeratedly, and said!He actually said it!Exciting marriage proposal on the spot, her eyes sparkled with excitement, and she nodded like a pounding garlic, accept, accept, accept Camillo's proposal!

The atmosphere was deadlocked for a moment.

Amedeo cast his eyes on Fiona, and said calmly: "Speaking of which, isn't Fiona the queen you originally planned?"

Fiona froze in shock, as if hearing bad news, she shook her head in horror: "I refuse! I will never marry this guy!"

Camillo who was rejected by two people at the same time: "..."

Amedeo glanced at Camillo, couldn't help but smiled, and continued: "I don't have to ask you to marry her, I just called Fiona here to discuss a solution with you. The princess needs a queen mother in name, and the public also expects a queen in name, but the queen does not necessarily have to be real."

"It's better to fabricate the background of a noble girl, let Fiona pretend to be this woman, the two of them will play a grand wedding, and canonize the little princess, and let the queen pass away under the pretext of a few months later."

"Ah—?" Fiona lamented with reluctance on her face, "...Why does it have to be me and him?"

Camillo's eyes twitched, showing disgust: "I don't want to either." He paused, looked back at Amedeo, and said seriously: "Besides, I will never marry another woman .”

Fiona's eyes lit up suddenly, she put down her melon seeds and came up to her, "Hey, anyway, my great-grandfather doesn't want you to marry a man, and you have to be my great-grandfather not to marry, so how about this, let Amedeo wear women's clothes, How about pretending to be a queen and marrying you!"

"What did you say?" Amedeo gritted his teeth, and there was an inextricable chill in his deep voice.

Camillo's deep black eyes stared at Amedeo's exquisite facial features, and his smile gradually widened: "That's right, it's really a good way to get the best of both worlds."

"That's right!" Fiona hid behind Camillo, staring directly at her grandpa's forbearance despite his sullen expression, but he had to obey the devil's will, "Leave the wedding clothes to me, I promise to help You order the most beautiful dress, ahahahaha."

Fiona found a soft ruler from nowhere, and rushed towards Amedeo, "First of all, the measurements!"

But she still touched Amedeo's chest, and Camillo had strangled her neck with a soft measure, and whispered behind her ear, "Leave this kind of thing to me."

However, Camillo took the tape measure from her hand with a smile on his face, and sat gracefully beside Amedeo, with one hand passing behind him, wrapping the tape tape around his chest.

Amedeo froze slightly, "Camilo...are you serious?"

Camillo leaned on his chest, took a serious look, and read: "One hundred and two."

Fiona excitedly held a small notebook and jotted it down: "Oh! B cup!"

But Camillo said with a smirk: "However, this measurement should not be accurate. It is more accurate to take off the clothes." As he said, his hand had already reached Amedeo's neckline.

Amedeo's pupils dilated slightly, but he couldn't make any resistance at all, he could only look up at Camillo, his ice blue eyes helplessly reflected Camillo's face.

Camillo was stunned suddenly, and touched Amedeo's side face with his fingers, "I activated the restriction by accident, sorry."

Fiona was stunned: "The restriction you mentioned is..."

"I will not force you with restrictions in this life, I will do what I say, and I will never break my word."

When Amedeo heard these words, his heart seemed to be touched. He lowered his eyes and sighed softly: "Actually—it's not that I can't become a woman."