On the revolutionary friendship between the underworld and the underworld

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo and Daddy, please don't die, don't leave Regulus..." the young child held the hand of Taurus Hasgat, crying with snot and tears all over his face.

"You said... is this the son of the man Elias?" Sage looked at the crying child, and couldn't help but start to have a headache again: "What about the other person?"

Speaking of this trip to the Americas, Hasgat's expression almost overflowed with sorrow and remorse: "Master Ilias...was attacked by the underworld fighters and fell off the cliff and disappeared. I only had time to save Regulus when I rushed there. ……I am so sorry."

"I know you've tried your best Hasgat." Sage sighed: "It's not your fault, that man had found his destiny before leaving the sanctuary, and the ending of his death was probably in his expectation... ..."

"But...but! I..." As one of the former admirers of Leo, Hasgat, who is already full of responsibility, can't turn a blind eye to the failure of this mission anyway. In his soul as a warrior.

But the only gratifying thing is that he at least managed to bring back Lord Ilias's only blood, otherwise his guilt might be even deeper.

"Aspoulos, go and tell Sisyphus to let him put down what he is doing and come back quickly." Sage turned his head and looked at Aspoulus who was standing beside him—as a candidate for the pope, he must always Stay with the current Pope and take care of the simple things.

"Of order." Asporus saluted and immediately withdrew from the Pope's Hall. As the only half-brother of Ilias in the world, Sisyphus, he should know about it the most.

"Now... it's time to consider the child's problem." Whether to let him stay in the sanctuary to be raised as the heir to the Leo Saint Cloth or let him be adopted by the people in the town to grow up as an ordinary child, that's the question. It is also a very headache.

Originally, I should have asked Regulus for his opinion on this matter, but the little lion had just lost his beloved father and now he was still in a state of confusion, so it was useless to ask. For a child who just turned five He really can't ask for too much.

"First of all, let's wait for Sisyphus to come back... Regulus will be taken care of by him for the time being." Sage's idea is very correct. After all, the little lion is the nephew of Sagittarius Sisyphus. It's most appropriate for my uncle to take care of her on her behalf, but he still wants to make a mistake...

"By the way, there is one more thing, my lord pope. In fact, when we met, lord Elias said that there is a letter to be delivered to you, and that is this." Hasgat finally remembered this matter with a hammer on his head It was a very important matter, and it was all his fault that he was so preoccupied with regret that he almost forgot about it.

"Submit it quickly." Sai Qi took the envelope, and saw that the handwriting on the envelope was indeed the man's handwriting, and he didn't know what the always coquettish Elias wanted to convey.

"Um?!"

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, the entire Pope's hall will be filled with the body of the Pope...

"Where are you going?" The crying little lion watched the bird on his shoulder fly out of the Pope's hall, and hurriedly wiped away his tears and chased it out. The bird was the only thing left to him by his father except for the Leo Cloth. , must not be lost.

No one in the chaotic Vatican realized that the little lion had left, so Regulus, who was chasing the bird out, ran down the Zodiac without hindrance.

Running and running, running and running, chasing the birds, he ran to a place where there were many people, and they gathered together to concentrate and didn't know what they were doing. At this moment, a clear and gentle voice came from the center of the crowd:

"There is a place called Wushan in the Central Plains. A long time ago, it was loved by a beautiful goddess, so some people also called that goddess Wushan Goddess. One day, Wushan Goddess fell in love with Siyou Shangxian who guarded her. ..."

Regulus bypassed the crowd and hid behind the tree, holding his breath and listening to the unhurried voice telling the story. The young lion cub was easily distracted by the content of the story, and kept crying and hiccupping They all stopped.

"...It's a pity that the Immortal Si You has long since abandoned the common notion. This unrequited love is doomed to be fruitless, but the Goddess' love is deeply rooted because of this, and she refuses to see Si You again until the end of her life..."

"Well, doctor, can I interrupt for a moment?" The sapphire blue shaggy-haired boy raised his hand and said with a slightly disdainful expression: "That male god named Siyou...is he stupid?"

"Caldia!" The green-haired boy who was listening attentively at the side shouted hurriedly.

"Dijieer, I'm not wrong. There are beautiful goddesses who are obsessed with one another and still take care of this and that. Isn't he stupid?" Kaludia said while hugging her chest and nodded while echoing her own words.

"I think he's stupid too." His Majesty nodded in agreement, then extended his hand and gave Caldia a high-five.

"You..." Dieter choked heavily at the collusion of his friend and the doctor.

"Okay, the lunch break is over, bastards, cheer up the old lady and start training!" The female saint fighter wearing a mask rubbed her fists and dragged a group of trainees who were instantly listless to start another afternoon's training. In the devil's training, Caldia was of course dragged away, but it was his friend Dejere who dragged him away.

"No, no, I still want to listen, Dejere, let me go!" The little scorpion hugged His Majesty's thigh, and His Majesty thought it was interesting and stroked Caldia's fluffy-looking hair.

"Don't embarrass me," Dieter paused, and couldn't bear it, he froze the howling Caludia in the small universe that had gathered snow and ice in his hand, and dragged away the partly frozen little scorpion.

His Majesty waved his hands to the two people who were leaving, and then shifted his eyes to the golden-brown armored bird resting on his shoulder in doubt...

This seems to be the Yanjia bird he sent to follow Elias back then, why did he come back suddenly?Could it be that Elias himself has returned?

At this time, another dark-colored scorpion bird flew to his shoulder. The scorpion bird's scarlet eyes did not blink, and it was obvious that it had something to say.

This is just a Yanjia bird he planted in the Pluto army... So the Pluto army has already taken action?

There is so much information at once that His Majesty doesn't know which one to read first. In short, let's inject new spiritual power into Ilias's Yanjiao bird first. The spiritual power stored in the spiritual power core for so many years is also fast. Run out.

After skillfully dismantling the mechanism lock on the belly of the Yanjia bird, and reinjecting the core with spiritual power, the dying Yanjia bird reopened its blue eyes and flew up chirping and cheerfully circling around its master again and again. lock up.

This stunned Regulus, who wanted to stop the man in front of him from opening the bird's abdomen. The young lion cub didn't think too much about it. All he saw was the scene of the man healing the spiritless bird. So he must be a good guy!

Just as he was thinking this way, the recovered bird turned around and flew towards him, and the man also looked in the direction the bird was flying.

When he saw the man's face, Regulus froze again.

He is a very beautiful person...

"Children?" His Majesty was also very surprised to see the child appearing behind him. Since when did Sanctuary have such a young trainee?Is the old man so frenzied that even children under the age of five are going to be abducted back as coolies?

And this child still looks so familiar... Although the hair color is different, the blue eyes and facial contours are surprisingly similar to Elias.

"Who are you, Elias?"

Out of intuition, His Majesty asked straightforwardly.

"You know Dad?!" The little lion's eyes lit up all of a sudden.

"Father?" Damn, Elias actually has a son? !

His Majesty went forward and put his hand into the armpits of the five short lion cubs, raised it up and down, left and right, and looked at it, yes, no matter how you look at it, it is indeed the species of Ilias, although Ilias said that he wanted to experience 'humanity' But I didn't expect that he would get a son back as soon as he went out, which is really shocking.

Thinking of it like this, a woman who can endure the cold wind all day long, who likes to blow cold wind and thinks differently from normal humans, combines and gives birth to a child is indeed a great and admirable woman...

"Yes~ Your father was my patient before, so he can be regarded as an old friend." His Majesty held the little lion on his lap and said, "Is your father in good health these past few years? Did you have a cough?"

"Dad..." As soon as he mentioned his father, the golden peas in Regulus' eyes seemed to fall again, and he hugged the person in front of him and began to cry again: "Dad...Dad, he is dead!"

"..." Isn't the direction of the plot wrong?

His Majesty glanced at the golden-brown feathered Yanjia bird. The Yanjia bird tilted its head and spit out a small piece of cloth from the bird's beak. Open it...

[Regulus, my son, please accept as medical expenses—by Ilias]

The author has something to say: Author: Master Si You, how do you feel about your current boss talking about your black history? [raise microphone

Siyou Shangxian: Seeing this, my whole body collapsed... [cover face

In the original work of the little lion, the sanctuary was found and brought back by the political commissar at the age of 10, but the big lion here is not dead, so he would not let his son wander outside, so Hasgat brought him back to the sanctuary in advance. As for Why doesn't the big lion go back to the sanctuary... Guess?

In the spring, His Majesty rescued a big lion, and in the fall, he harvested a cub... Big lion, does your younger brother, political commissar, know how you cheat your son?

No motivation...ball commentary...