Tyrant Parenting Guide

The sun was obscured by clouds drifting in the distance.

Arnos looked up and saw dark clouds covering the sun.

What a big cloud, floating from the south, it seems that this dense cloud will take a long time to pass.

Looking away, he grabbed Louis' black hair tightly, stubble protruding from the middle of his chubby hands.

Louis gritted his teeth, this little devil, don't go too far, his hairstyle is completely messed up!

Delia and Rhine have been keeping a high level of vigilance, and their eyes flicked from the streets and alley corners.

Children ran past them, playing and playing.

Women bargain with peddlers.

Men sell coolies.

The nobles were surrounded by horse-drawn carriages.

There are professionals who drink and brag in the tavern.

Demon soldiers are patrolling.

Everything is so ordinary.

It is what a normal Demon King City should look like.

But Rhine's heart is still heavy.

That bad premonition is always hanging in my heart.

The same is true for Delia.

As spellcaster-type professionals, both of them possessed unusually keen senses.

On the contrary, Louis and Arnos, as brave men and demon kings, were not aware of the crisis at all.

Arnos was riding on Louis' shoulders, and the two were watching an acrobatic performance.

Full of leisurely, leisurely, tourist-like atmosphere.

Rhine pressed her forehead and sighed.

Delia shrugged helplessly, "He's still the same."

The four stopped and went, suddenly, Arnos grabbed Louis' head and turned to the left, "Louis, look, the puppet show."

The booth on the left has a simple small stage, and a few people are manipulating marionettes behind the scenes, and there are many children around the small stage.

Louis took him a few steps closer, and said strangely: "Even if you are a devil, you are still a child, and you actually like these things."

Arnos retorted: "I just haven't seen it. I'm not interested in such a simple story."

That's right, although the marionettes are exquisite, the stories they perform are really ordinary.

That's right, it's a story that's very common in the east and west continents, the story of the brave and the devil.

Rhine and Delia stopped at a fruit stand more than ten meters away and waited for them.

After watching it for a while, Arnos yawned. The story is really boring.

His two small arms were folded on top of Louis' head, his chubby cheeks were pressed against his arms, and he tilted his head and glanced around.

Suddenly, he was stunned, his eyes moved up, and he saw countless transparent silk threads spreading to the sky above his head.

There, dark clouds cover the sun.

In other words, it is countless transparent silk threads, spreading down from the top of the head, scattered on the top of everyone's head.

All of a sudden, Arnos sat up straight and almost fell off Louis' shoulder.

Louis quickly stretched out his hand to hold his back, and said, "What's the matter, I think you're going to fall asleep."

"Just don't drool on the top of my head."

Arnos grabbed Louis' fingers nervously.

Me, me, me!

I saw that everyone in this city is a marionette! ! !

Sure enough, it's a horror movie, let's run!

Just when Arnos spit out the word "I", the whole city seemed to be paused.

The running figure of the child freezes into a running appearance.

The noisy market, full of bargaining sounds, was instantly silent.

Everyone's body freezes and their voices disappear.

Even the birds in the sky stopped and took on the appearance of flying.

Louis pulled Arnos from his shoulders to his chest, and pulled out his sword.

Rhine's body bloomed with divine radiance, and the light of blessing first enveloped Louis and Arnos.

Flowers of flames suddenly bloomed around Delia, clearing the surrounding area.

The three showed their respective responses to the crisis and cooperated.

But their distance is a little far.

The fit is disconnected.

Just when the blessing of God fell on Arnos and Louis, a black shadow suddenly appeared from the body of the fruit seller behind Rhine and entered his shadow.

Rhine's movements paused, and the light of blessing that fell on Arnos and Louis flickered a few times and then went out as if the signal was not good.

The flames around Delia spread like spirit snakes, burning towards Rhine's shadow.

Holding the sword in his right hand, Louis slapped away the children and crowd gathered around him with the blade of the sword, and ran towards Rhine and Delia.

But the short distance of more than ten meters seems like a moat at this moment.

But at this moment, clusters of black shadows flew out from the bodies of those whose figures had solidified into the picture, rushing towards the shadows of the two of them.

And the bodies of those people, after the black shadow left, fell to the ground like puppets whose strings were cut short, losing the appearance of their souls.

When Arnos saw those black shadows rushing towards him and Louis, his silver hair almost exploded.

Mass phobia committed, and, he saw those transparent threads in the sky, were all connected to those black shadows.

At this moment, a transparent silk thread also appeared on Rhine who was attached to the shadow by the black shadow, leading to the sky.

Arnos' brain was blank, and another pair of eyes seemed to have opened in his golden pupils.

Louis, who was holding Arnos in his arms, suddenly lifted Arnos away with his left hand and swung his sword with his right hand as if his hand had been stabbed.

The sword light was like a crescent moon, whirling in a circle, scattering the black shadows that were approaching.

In Arnos' eyes, however, he saw a series of cut transparent threads.

This is……

God, it's getting darker.

It was clearly daytime, but the sky was as dark as night had fallen.

Delia's flame had already fallen in Rhine's shadow, but there was nothing in the shadow.

Rhine's movements were stiff, and he felt unable to direct his limbs.

A thought flashed through his mind quickly.

--I see!

However, his mouth seemed to be stuck, unable to open his mouth.

Louie roared angrily, kicked away the person blocking the way, came to Delia, and shouted: "What's the matter? There seems to be another person's gaze in the eyes of Al, the brat."

Delia's gaze was calm, her emerald green eyes stared at Rhine, and she murmured, "Could it be a curse, I've never seen such a guy before."

Arnos pointed at the transparent thread above Rhine's head with his finger, and shouted, "It's a puppeteer!"

His words, like a flash of lightning, dispelled the fog in the minds of Louis and Delia.

Louis showed a hellish expression, that legendary profession, puppeteer?

This legendary profession has not appeared in the east and west continents for too long.

The sea breeze from the East and West Straits blows.

The sky was clear.

The fleet of the Holy Empire is here.

Reina and Laura accompanied His Majesty to come here for inspection, and they are currently resting on the side of the ship.

In the distance, His Majesty was talking with the generals.

Laura rubbed her temples, feeling a little dizzy, and said, "Sister Lena, I had a dream last night."

Reina gently touched the top of the girl's head, "Did you not sleep well?"

Laura shook her head, then nodded again: "The dream is a bit strange."

Reina curled her lips, "Let's talk about it."

Dreams sometimes bring omens and revelations.

Laura recalled: "I seem to be dreaming, two years ago, on the day when the dragon attacked, His Highness disappeared."

"I should have fallen asleep and I don't remember anything, but last night, I seemed to see a black shadow coming out from under the curtain, picked up His Highness and left."

"Besides, this shadow seems to be by His Highness's side all the time, but every time it appears, I ignore it."

After Laura finished speaking, she felt much more relaxed.

But she didn't wait for Reina's response, she raised her head and saw Reina's horrified expression.