Return of the Demon King of Another World

Can't stop asking in a low voice: "Mom, aren't we going in?"

It was only then that Mila realized that she had lost her composure. She patted her son's head, "Mom just sighed..." Just as she was about to say more, she saw Prime Minister Morfa coming out of the door, and she was stunned for a moment.

I haven't seen him for six years, but my father still looks energetic and not old, but the hair on the temples has been dyed white at some point, and the hand holding the prime minister's scepter is also obviously thin. Only the pair of eyes that seem to see through everything are full of excitement And joy, for a moment, the sad tears filled the eyes at some point, "Father..."

"It's good to be back." Prime Minister Morfa nodded, his eyes fell on Xi Li who was being held by his mother, and his eyes were filled with joy, "It's Xi Li, let grandpa take a closer look."

"Hurry up." Meera urged her son, pushing her son lightly.

Xi Li stepped forward obediently, and saw that the old man in front of him was unfamiliar but unspeakably kind, so he raised his smile and called out crisply: "Grandpa."

"Okay, good boy, hurry up, don't stay at the door, let's go in." Prime Minister Morfa has no children, only Mila, a daughter, and Xili, a grandson. He has been alone for six years. See you now When I arrived in Xili, I was extremely happy.

There are already quite a few people who pay attention to the Prime Minister's Mansion. At this moment, Mira returned with great fanfare with her children. The news immediately spread throughout the entire Kendia Imperial Capital, and even the rumors of the dark and fallen ones started to stir up trouble, waiting for the Prime Minister. The excitement between the mansion and Duke Ruidean's mansion, not to mention the newly married wife of the young master Ruidean gave birth to a boy four years ago. I heard that Guangming's attributes are pure and his aptitude is very good...

The so-called is not a family, does not enter a family, Qin Mu is very similar to Paliansi in some aspects.As the demon king, Parianth basically didn't care about the affairs of the dark world. In the past, everything was decided by Xue, and now Qin Mu, who is the pope of light, is the same. Because of the existence of the light priest and the holy priest, his mind is full of nothing but the demon king. go in.

Of course, it was nothing before, but the birthday of the king of gods is coming soon, and it is full of calculations. Ten years later, it will be the day when the light will drive out the darkness for 1000 years and the church of light will return to the temple to benefit the world. The good-looking Pope really can't make soy sauce anymore.

So as soon as he came back, he was blocked by the Priest of Light and the Holy Priest one after the other. The two priests were bound to let their pope step into the chamber and meet representatives of the Church of Light from all over the world for ten years of discussion. After the celebration ceremony, the grandest celebration and purification ceremony - the return of light will be carried out, the most important of which is the selection of the seven holy sons and saintesses.

Qin Mu sat on the golden and spacious throne, dressed in a pure white robe of light inlaid with gold, wearing a golden crown on his head, holding a golden scepter in his slender white hand, and even the black hair and black eyes that made the light messengers most unsightly He also used the blue-eyed blond hair to cover up the power of light. Standing respectfully on both sides were the highest light priest and the holy priest of the Holy See. An aura of pious compassion.

Inherited by the previous Pope, the current Pope personally crowned by the God King, everyone respectfully reported to Qin Mu the big and small affairs of the country where the various chambers are located. A child with an excellent light attribute, or a dark force haunting somewhere, what kind of unreasonable things did the necromancer do...

Qin Mu became impatient after hearing this, and the result of being impatient and unable to leave casually was distracted, and the final destination of distracted was his enemy, the Great Demon King Parianth.

So close at hand but so far away at the end of the world, right across the road but unable to meet each other, alone, watching the chariots and horses go away... How sad!

"Cough cough..."

"Cough cough..."

The desolate and sad atmosphere faded away like floating clouds in an instant, and when the picture came back, all the priests in gorgeous white robes in the magnificent golden hall looked at him in puzzlement, the surroundings were really quiet.

Qin Mu lowered his eyes, his sea-blue eyes rolled sideways, and the two well-timed coughs obviously came from the two priests of light beside him.

The Holy Priest and the Priest of Light looked at each other calmly, seeing helplessness and helplessness and helplessness in each other's eyes, and finally sighed helplessly in their hearts, His Majesty the Pope can appreciate the light and squat here silently It's been a lot of face for such a long time.

So Fu Luo, the priest of light, turned around and bowed reverently to Qin Mu: "Your Majesty, dark forces and necromancers have been found in many areas to blatantly massacre innocent humans and steal their souls to summon powerful undead creatures. In the territory of Kendia, I think this is a provocation to our Guangming Church, and we must send more people to mobilize every country to exterminate them!"

Of course, Qin Mu, who is both the pope of light and the queen of the devil, is both good and evil, so the holy priest Qixiu added coldly, "Your Majesty, if we don't step up our efforts, I'm afraid the next time the dark forces will summon the devil directly !"

This hit Qin Mu's Achilles' heel. Thinking of the black powder formed by the soul of the necromancer, Qin Mu suddenly felt that it was not just an accident, but also that restless scythe in the dark temple... Has long been targeted.

"Quite!" A clear voice resounded throughout the hall.

"Your Majesty, there is one more important thing to announce." The cold voice of the holy priest sounded again.

"Say." Qin Mu responded casually, but the more he thought about it, the more wrong it became. Although his own strong father was hiding aside to peep and protect him, it wasn't close to him after all, not to mention that it was too worrying not to be under the nose... One more thing, when Xi Li returns to the capital, he must go to school. With the big devil's unisex appearance and his unique magical talent, when the time comes, mad bees and butterflies will buzz around. Have a romantic crush, where does he go to cry?

The more Qin Mu thought about it, the worse it became. Sitting on the comfortable throne felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles. Finally, he couldn't calm down anymore.

The holy priest reported: "Your Majesty, regarding the ceremony of the return of light ten years later, please decide the criteria for the selection of the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden, so as to select... Your Majesty in various countries in the mainland?" Seeing Qin Mu standing up suddenly, Qixiu was surprised Inquiring, but before he could recover, Qin Mu just disappeared on the throne, leaving only a cold voice echoing in the hall,

"Everything is decided by the Holy Priest and the Priest of Light."

The author has something to say: I didn't turn on the computer yesterday, so there is no update... Please hit me...

Looking at the comments blocked by the system, Mouyao wanted to cry but had no tears. Could this be retribution?

☆、Qin Mu's determination

Qin Mu disappeared once so many important members of the Guangming Church, regardless of who will clean up the mess, in short, he must find a way to get close to Xili now. The Great Demon King can deny him and forget him temporarily, but he cannot Live another life in an invisible place, otherwise he will give up returning to the earth in the 21st century and choose to stay, what's the point!

It doesn't matter if you are infatuated or unwilling, in short, the devil belongs to him, and everything else stands aside!

It’s just that Qin Mu, a paratrooper selected by the Chuangshi God, even after living for 1000 years, still doesn’t understand the unknown things about gods and demons that cannot be explained by science. This is why he dared not rush to find Xi Li. The reason why he could only watch silently from a distance was that the bondage of the soul contract of the Dark High Priest bound his hands and feet.

But there is no absolute thing in the world, Qin Mu believes.

The Great Darkness Temple could no longer stop the Demon King's footsteps. Not only was there a thick atmosphere of darkness, but it was also eerie, especially the sickle that had once bewitched him. With restless negative emotions growing in his heart, Qin Mu was even more afraid to approach here.

But this time, if he didn't look for the mysterious dark high priest who was wrapped in a black cloth and couldn't tell the age, who else could he look for?As for the king of gods who lived with the devil, such a guy with heartless eye nerves thicker than the big gold-plated pillars in the temple, believe me, he, Qin Mu, is a fool!

Under the burning flames, on the main hall, the pure white light ball that the king of gods phantasmagorically floated quietly above the center, and the pure power of light continuously overflowed from the light ball and merged into the shining golden bondage formation on the ground. The formation rotated silently, and the golden chains extended from the restraint formation on the ground to firmly bind the body of the destruction scythe, trapping the scythe's continuous overflowing dark power, and also trapped it from wanting to escape all the time. thought of.

The High Priest of Darkness held a scepter in his hand and sat in front of the binding formation.In the spacious open space, strands of jet-black flocculent substances continuously emanated from the top of the scepter, surrounding itself along the outer edge of the restraint array, forming a circle of jet-black mist, blocking the power of light emitted by the God King's light ball , and was careful not to touch the chain of the destruction scythe, which was exposed outside the restraint formation and penetrated deep into the ground.

After all, this is the Great Temple of Darkness, a place where the dark people believe and worship. If the power of the god king is allowed to spread without interference, without the support of the corresponding power of the devil king, all dark matter may disappear.

With the sound of leather boots approaching from a distance, the head of the high priest, covered by the black cloth, slightly raised and turned towards the gate of the main hall.

"That kid really can't hold back anymore, hehe." A deep and magnetic voice rang out in the empty hall, but the obscene feeling hidden in it made the pleasant voice drop a bit.

The silent and uniform light and heat ball of light instantly produced a dazzling light. At the same time, the top of the scepter in the hand of the dark high priest also increased the output of the power of darkness, but it was not the devil after all. The black flocculent substance Soon the sublimation disappeared under the light of the gods, and the main hall, where the power of darkness had become thin, was suddenly filled with a sacred atmosphere.

"Your Majesty the God King, please raise your hand..." The Dark High Priest had to remind the reckless Skaar, if he didn't want the Dark Great Temple to become a temple.

Before the words were finished, the ball of light seemed to realize what a good thing it had done, and immediately retracted the holy light, leaving only the power to support the bound formation to support its operation. At the same time, a figure walked out of the ball of light.

The God King Skaar looked around with a embarrassed expression on his face, as if he was a little embarrassed. If Parians knew about it, he would probably be ridiculed again.

At this moment, Qin Mu walked in.

"Xiao Mu, why are you free today..." Skaar greeted Qin Mu with a smile on his face, but the latter couldn't even look at the god king standing in front of him, so he walked towards the high priest of darkness sullenly , leaving behind the golden gentleman who is as handsome as Apollo, the sun god in the legend of the earth, waving his hand awkwardly.

The Dark High Priest stood up and saluted respectfully: "Your Majesty the Queen."

The face of the high priest covered by the black cloth was empty and expressionless. Qin Mu might have guessed it before, but this time he was determined to know how to get close to the reincarnation of the devil, so he didn't plan to take a roundabout curve to save the country method.

"I want to get close to the Great Demon King. Now Xi Li, I must immediately, as soon as possible!" He ordered straight to the point. The cumbersome robes of the Pope Guangming had already been put away, and now he was wearing a dark green military uniform and jet-black hair. He and his sharp black eyes possessed the incomparable aura of Bershir Ananga, and because they were imprinted with the demon king's soul, the deterrent power emanating from them was faintly shocking.

He was afraid that the high priest would refuse, so he raised his voice and added: "No matter what method I use, I will stop hiding from the sidelines and peeking at him. I've had enough of the feeling of wanting to see him but not seeing him!"

Well, this is the first time Qin Mu uttered such a serious word, spit out the deepest heart, those sharp black eyes fixed on the face that the dark high priest couldn't see, restless as if driven to a desperate situation.

Skaar saw Qin Mu's straight back, and also felt that this human being from another world is now very fragile, as if it would break at the touch of a touch. The god king who has never experienced feelings was confused, "Xiao Mu, I have been waiting for 1000 years, Pa At least Li Ansi was reincarnated, right? Wait..."

"That's different!" Qin Mu turned around in an instant and shouted loudly. His handsome face was filled with cold sadness, but his eyes were sharp and fierce. He said, "I don't owe Milan Continent anything at all. It’s none of my business not to be destroyed! Your Creator God brought me here indiscriminately, but since I have a reason to stay here, do you want me to guard this place for you in loneliness?! What kind of pope, what kind of queen, I don't care at all, if I don't like him..."

He bit his lip, a complicated expression flashed across his face flushed with anger, and finally Qin Mu sneered, "Either find a way to get me close to him, or... I'll be a bad guy too, and destroy this place !"

"Hiss..." Slar gasped, staring blankly at Qin Mu's distorted face, he was shocked for a moment.

The main hall became extraordinarily quiet, and even the burning fire dimmed accordingly, reflecting indistinctly on Qin Mu's face, the sickle that had listened to everything seemed to glow with purple light faintly like a mockery, a hazy Subtle breath lingers around.

With a long sigh, the High Priest of Darkness did not remain silent in the end. He turned his unclear face to Qin Mu, and the latter's bright black and cold eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of red light, "Your Majesty, please wake up. I would like to tell you."

……

Looking at Qin Mu's leaving back, Skaar's heart was still trembling up to now. Thinking of the cruel words that the kid put down, he couldn't help shaking his face.

He has finally seen the power of love, it is really terrifying, it can make the indifferent devil decide to save the world, and it can also make the savior choose to destroy the world... It makes normal people go crazy!

God the Creator, please don't let this kind of bad luck befall him, respectfully, King Skar.

After coming out of the Great Dark Temple, Qin Mu felt relaxed. He raised his eyebrows and shook his head, sighing that he really didn't mean to say that, whoever told people in this world like to play the game of being mysterious? Woolen cloth?How can you get what you want without saying harsh words... Tsk tsk.

But it's really dangerous, that sickle...was it trying to control him just now?

Duke of Rhettham, at dinner time

Bright and dazzling magic headlights shine bright light, long and wide dining table, exquisite and luxurious tableware, decorated with a bouquet of fragrant and beautiful delicate flowers, the food looks rich and delicious, serious servants are waiting in the corner of the restaurant , from time to time, add some mellow wine and fresh soup to the hosts...

The current patriarch of Redian, Neumann Redian, sits at one end of the long table, on the left is his princess wife Julia, on the right is his concubine Weissinger's mother Messi, and his wife Julia's Next to him was his son, Sneck, the legitimate son of the Ruidean family, and on the opposite side was Wiesinger, followed by their wives and children, and concubines who were not on the stage were not eligible to attend.

To each other, opponents to opponents, one by one combination, when bowing their heads to eat and raising their heads to drink soup, by the way, greet the opposite side with a sharp eye. Although they uphold the etiquette of the nobles and do not speak during the meal, but between silently looking at each other. It's a dark tide.

Wiesinger put down the knife and fork in his hand, raised his wine glass to his lips and took a sip, glanced at the diagonally opposite side, where Snake's son Brewster and daughter Alice were sitting, he gently hooked A sneer appeared on the corner of his lips.

Even if a son is born, so what, even a grandson with mediocre qualifications can't afford the great responsibility of the family!

His eyes turned back to his side, his gentle wife who never disobeyed or dared to talk too much, and the son Fresnel who is rare in a hundred years to see an excellent bright system, let alone his eldest grandson.

Yes, I have to admit that Weisinger’s ability to create life. At the beginning, he resolutely gave up Mira’s mother and son, changed direction and married another. He still gave birth to the eldest grandson of Ruide’an before his younger brother. Brilliantly joyous and sad.

Weixinger's status in the Ruidean family rose instantly, and he had a faint tendency to compete with his aunt's wife, and he even saw affirmation and hope in the eyes of the patriarch's father.He is very satisfied, his eyes are full of his precious son and wanton life, and maybe on a night when there is no one there, he will think of a single rose in the sun, but soon, these roses are surrounded by Yingyan around Weisinger reduced to a black and white background.

But today seems to be different. Everyone knows that the child who has been neglected has returned to the imperial capital.

The dinner was coming to an end, and everyone put down the tableware one after another, looking at the head of the house, Neumann Redian, waiting for his order.

The head of the family picked up the napkin at hand and wiped his mouth, looked at everyone's faces with serious eyes, and finally landed on the two children sitting at the end, and said softly: "Fresnel and Brewster are five years old. Years old, although it is still a bit early, but as a descendant of the Ruidean family, it is time to go to school at this time."

"Yes." Both sides responded in unison.

Wiesinger's wife looked at her son, who was still a radish, with reluctance, and murmured, "But he's only five years old..." But Weissinger gave him a sideways look, and then fell silent.

"It's a bit early, but going to Bailan Academy is not just for learning magic. The major families in Kendia will send their future heirs to Bailan Academy. What Fresnel and Brewster have to do is to gradually establish their own social circle. It is also an important factor that an heir should possess."

When Neumann said this, he glanced at both sides with a half-smile, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Wiesinger's eyes lit up, he looked at the opposite side and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Fresnel will definitely be able to do a good job. After all, the world always speaks with strength." His son's qualifications are even full of praise for the cardinal.

"Of course." Mrs. Rider'an also raised a smile, with a little mockery, "But... I heard that the poor child has also returned to the imperial capital. I don't know if he will meet... our wise and wise prime minister. Grandson isn't it?"

Wiesinger's face suddenly darkened. He squinted his eyes and looked coldly at the mistress's smiling face. His heart, which should have been indifferent, could not be calm at all. An unknown emotion lingered in his heart, and he could not waver If he didn't go, he had to admit that there would always be that sad but firm face in his dreams at night, the beautiful eyes were not only resentful but also ironic.

Is he wrong?

How could it be, all he wanted in his life was his father's chair and people's affirmation.

It's just that Xili Red'an...became Morfa...

The author has something to say: It's three o'clock in the middle of the night... so late...

As for so many names that appeared on the stage, you can forget it after reading it.

☆、Prime Minister Morfa's concerns

Kendia Palace

"Your Majesty, excuse me and leave." Prime Minister Morfa stood up and bowed to Arthur Edwin, the current King of Kendia.

Arthur Edwin stopped shaking his quill, raised his head from the pile of official documents on the desk, looked at the sky outside the window, it was still bright, and looked past the wall clock hanging on the wall, the time was afternoon two o'clock.

"Isn't it still early?" He paused, his stern face softened, "That's right, the little girl Mira just came back a few days ago, and you, as a father, have started to take care of your family."

"Yes, Your Majesty, and my lovely grandson." Speaking of his daughter, Prime Minister Morfa's face was full of kindness, but when he thought of Xi Li, there was an indescribable pride in it.

At that time, Emperor Edwin was still a prince, and when he was traveling abroad, he met the young Morfa. The two who had the same smell formed a deep friendship, and Morfa spared no effort to help Arthur Edwin ascend the throne. , Now more than 30 years have passed in a blink of an eye, and this kind of relationship between teachers and friends, monarch and ministers, has never changed.

"That child..." Emperor Edwin was a little hesitant. In the past six years, there was a tacit understanding between the monarch and his subjects, but now he was surprised, and Morfa seemed very happy.

At the beginning of Xili's attribute test, Emperor Edwin sent people to watch the ceremony, but the final result... If it was anyone else, it would be difficult to escape the reprimand of the cold-blooded emperor. However, Morfa's only daughter Mira gave birth to He just felt that it was a pity for his child, and he had thought of words of consolation, but it was useless.

Morfa knew what the monarch was going to say, he shook his head, "Xi Li is very cute, a very beautiful child, I am very grateful to the God of Creation for giving him to us."

Now that my friend said so, what else can Edwin say, he nodded, "Then you go back, and bring him to see me when you have time."

Prime Minister Morfa came out of the study, leaning on a scepter, walking in the palace, looking at the palace's exquisite and gorgeous palaces, gardens, domes, and pillars... However, a feeling of helplessness arose deep in his heart.

Ever since Mira took Xi Li away from the imperial capital, he has been thinking about what to do with Xi Li in the future!

The entire Milan world has a deep-rooted hatred for darkness. Since the land of freedom protected by Chuangshen—the Chuangshen Federation was destroyed by the Demon King 1000 years ago, this resentment has once again sublimated, even if it is the Dark Clan. Even the dominant demons dare not appear openly, let alone the lower-level demons, dark and marginalized vampires, werewolves, succubi...

If he hadn't been lucky enough to see a notebook left by his ancestors, there would be another explanation for the catastrophe in the Milan Continent 1000 years ago, which might have been included in the officially recognized historical records.

But these are not things that his little human can change, but Xili...

Although Xi Li, who has a dark attribute, is not a dark family, but the general trend, Xi Li's future will be ridiculed and pointed at by others, even if he is the prime minister of a country, he may not be able to protect this child for long.

For a while, the world is vast but there is no place to live.

Shaking his head and collecting his thoughts, Prime Minister Morfa found the fifth prince of Kendia standing in front of him, looking puzzled.

"Your Highness Ian, why are you here?"

Ian Edwin, the fifth prince of Kendia, was born to the third favorite princess of Edwin the Great. Even though he is only 10 years old now, he is already a head taller than boys of the same age. He is not very old, but he looks He is quite heroic and knows basic fire magic, but he is a third-level intermediate fighter with outstanding aptitude. He is very similar to Edwin the Great when he was a child, and he is very fond of him.

"Teacher, I've called you so many times, what's wrong with you?" Prince Ian frowned as if he was a little worried, and then nodded emphatically, "Your face is ugly."

As a prince of the empire, one must not only learn combat skills, but more importantly, the rituals of monarchs and ministers, the art of maneuvering, and the method of internal and external balance. All of these, Edwin the Great entrusted his favorite five princes to Morfa, It is also for the hope that Morfa will no longer be alone.

"It's okay." Morfa patted Ian's head lovingly.

"I don't believe it, I heard that the dark fall...uh..." Ian scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, secretly looked at Morfa's face, and found that the teacher was not angry before continuing, "You Your grandson is back, does he worry you?"

Morfa had been teaching Ian since he was five years old, and they had been together for five years. The relationship between the master and the apprentice was very strong, and Morfa nodded without hesitation.

Ian respected his teacher very much, and immediately patted his not-so-strong chest to reassure him: "Don't worry, no matter whether he is that... Dark Fallen or not, I will cover him from now on and prevent others from bullying him! "

Ten years old is still a child, but Morfa sees firmness in Ian's eyes, the sense of responsibility that only a man who stands upright can have, the so-called oath.

Suddenly an idea formed in the mind of this prime minister who didn't value fame and fortune very much. Morfa looked at the immature fifth prince, vaguely.

The carefree Ian made a promise, and seeing the relief in Morfa's eyes immediately shivered, and asked, "Teacher, are you going back?"

"Well, do Ian want to be together?" Morfa invited with a smile.

"Of course." Ian shook his head like a little adult, then dusted off his clothes, looking quite princely, he raised his chin and said arrogantly, "This prince is going to see the guy I want to protect in the future, It can't be too weak..."

Looking at Ian who was shaking his head and waving his hands away, Morfa only felt that the depression in his heart gradually disappeared, but he shook his head with a smile again, he was just a child.

The young master is different from ordinary boys, and this quickly reached a consensus in the whole prime minister's mansion.

The six-year-old boy is the most naughty, even if he is not in the house, he should still be noisy and refuse to be quiet for a minute, even the boy Andy from the country has been running around all over the mansion from being cautious at the beginning.

But their young master Xili is always quiet, not noisy, his little face, which is prettier than the villain in the painting, reveals a seriousness, looks cool and cold, except for Miss Mira, the Prime Minister , Knight Commander Lufasa and this kid Andy basically don't talk to anyone.

Moreover, he has been in the imperial capital for so long, and he has never asked to go out to play. He always reads a book quietly after earnestly completing the tasks assigned by Miss Mira.

This makes the butlers, servants, maids, etc. who have been looking forward to it for six years feel a little regretful.

Today, Xi Li was dragged out of the study by Andy.

The helpless Andy wants to stay in the house, he must have an errand, but the age is too young, the birth is too low, the qualifications are not too outstanding, and the little guy doesn't want to be too far away from Xili, a series of factors come down to Lufasha After considering making him a knight candidate, he will start training from now on and work harder to become a member of Xili's cavalry guards.

Now, as Andy's only friend and future only master, Xi Li went to a small school in the mansion to watch Andy's qualification test.

Andy has a thick head and a thick head. He is still strong, has a sweet mouth, and is a hardworking child. He is still so optimistic after such a terrible thing happened in the village. The simple and honest knights like him very much.Although the qualifications are average, there are very few outstanding people after all, so everyone is willing to let the little guy join their team.

Xi Li was holding a copy of "Bright Magic Theory" in his hand, and sat on one side of the school grounds, flipping through it from time to time, but his attention was still on Andy, who was gesturing with the knights in the middle of the school grounds. .

Since that day, he never had that nightmare again, and he kept thinking about it but couldn't remember it, which made him a little annoyed, and sometimes he himself wondered why he was so attached to this illusory dream.And the cloaked Mr. Berthier has never appeared. If it weren't for the bead made of unknown material hanging around his neck, he might still think it was a dream.

He has been very comfortable in the prime minister's mansion for the past few days, but from the twinkling eyes of the servants and looking at him from time to time, he has seen many emotions that he shouldn't have, such as pity and worry.

He can feel it, but he is still young, and he doesn't understand why.

There is also this "Bright Magic Theory" in his hand. He is good at any natural magic, and he can basically learn it after reading it, but his mental strength is not enough to perform it.But only light magic, it is very difficult for him to release it, and the communication with light elements is often interrupted. He is not good at light magic, and he doesn't like those warm light elements.

But his mother must let him learn, and even stop learning magic from other departments, which still puzzles him.However, Xi Li is relatively withdrawn, he doesn't like to ask others, and he doesn't want to explore the things behind them. He has never even asked who his father is in the past six years.

There was a burst of cheers, and Xi Li came back to his senses, and found that Andy was thrown into the air by those rough knights, and then fell to catch him. Andy smiled very happily, and his long mouth never closed. He even waved at him.

Xi Li closed the book and put it aside, propped his head on his hands and looked at the excitement over there, as if he was infected, and slowly raised the corners of his lips to reveal a smile from the bottom of his heart.

The breeze blew, and the long golden hair tied behind his head flew up, and the broken hair fluttered in front of his forehead, revealing the sapphire blue eyes with a faint smile, and the afternoon sun cast a hazy glow on his fair cheeks. Jin Hui, for a moment, Andy, who was flying in the air, forgot to laugh...

Of course, Andy wasn't the only one who forgot himself. The fifth prince, Ian Edwin, who followed Prime Minister Morfa, also looked at him stupidly, although he only saw one side.

It wasn't until he heard a low laugh from the teacher beside him that he came back to his senses and scratched his hair in embarrassment. His face, which was originally full of pride, was also slightly red, and he glanced at Xi Xi who was sitting in the distance. Li then asked embarrassingly, "Teacher, is that your grandson?"

Prime Minister Morfa nodded, looking at Xi Li with deep love in his eyes, but looking at Prince Ian who became awkward in front of him, he showed a serious expression again and said: "Your Highness, Xi Li is a boy."

Wow——This thick-skinned Prince finally blushed completely. He looked at the serious Morfa, and immediately shouted angrily: "I know!"

The author has something to say: I apologize first, I miscalculated TAT, the lights in our dormitory are turned off at 41:62 from Sunday to Sunday, and at [-]:[-] on Friday and Friday. When I finished typing last night, there was no electricity, no internet...so The girl who waited until late, lay flat far away, and let the whipping happen!

Let me also explain that the lights-out time has passed, and there is basically no change. Let's wait for the next day, hee hee, I am a bad person.

Also thanks to suchen172133 for throwing a landmine, I saw it yesterday, it’s too late to say, Yaoyao is so happy!

☆、Amydel's Consecration

Prime Minister Morfa brought Prince Ian to the school grounds. Judging from the fifth prince's attitude towards Xi Li, he didn't need to worry too much at all. As long as the children get in touch with each other more, unexpected effects will occur. So he left alone.

It's just a little worrying. Although the fifth prince is only ten years old, everyone knows how beautiful he is. The maids around him are all beauties. If you meet one outside the palace, you will admire it for a long time. In short, this Even Emperor Edwin didn't know how it happened that was harmless to the royal family.I'm still young and don't have that ability, at most I can eat some tofu to take advantage of it, but if I'm four or five years older...

Prime Minister Morfa paused while stroking his bearded hands, and then he laughed himself out, the left and right were still children, and besides, Xi Li just looked easy to bully. Could it be that the future all-natural mage is a vegetarian?

Every knight still had their own affairs, and after the quarrel, they put Andy down, and as soon as the little guy landed, he rushed to Xi Li, without saying a word, just giggling nonstop.

"What are you laughing at?" Xi Li picked up the "Bright Magic Theory" and stood up, asking puzzledly, even if he passed the test, it's nothing, it's just a formality.

Andy shook his head and looked at Xili with eager eyes. After a long time, he put away his smile and said solemnly: "Xili, I, Andy, will definitely become an excellent knight, and I will protect you!"

Although still small, the voice is still immature, but the expression is very serious.

Xi Li blinked his eyes. Although he didn't know why this gust of wind and rain didn't make sense, it's good that Andy can come out of the shadows and pursue something.

He nodded lightly, "Okay."

So Andy laughed again.

But he didn't want to hear a clear sneer, the disdain and contempt contained in it made Andy's face flushed when he was happy, and he stared back angrily, only to find that it was a gorgeously dressed boy who looked older than him, He is also taller and stronger than him, with a big sword inlaid with various gemstones pinned to his waist, which looks very imposing