On the revolutionary friendship between the underworld and the underworld

After reading the information sent by the small insider in the Pluto Army, His Majesty can say with certainty that the big lion Ilias is definitely not dead, not only is he not dead, but now he may be fooling around freely around the world, so I said that Ilyas What strange things has Yas learned from humans over the years?

It is his fault to mortgage his own son as medical expenses to others.

The little lion in his arms fell asleep accidentally while crying. His Majesty rested his chin on the hairpin on the little lion's head in satisfaction, and patted the little lion's back with his hand so that he could fall asleep more peacefully. Small, soft, with a faint milky fragrance.

The life of the newborn is really wonderful...

In this way, when Sisyphus rushed back from Germany at the speed of light after hearing the news, what he saw when he entered the sanctuary was his friend hugging his nephew and falling asleep.

"The message that the Pope wants to convey is these Sisyphus you..." Aspros who came behind him also saw this scene, and he couldn't help looking tenderly at the big and small under the tree.

"Since it's the elder brother's intention, I naturally won't say anything more." Hearing the news of the elder brother's death, Sisyphus was very sad but didn't show it on the surface. He was only a little surprised that the custody was handed over to the doctor who had treated him, and he was not dissatisfied or even agreed in his heart.

After all, as a golden saint, he didn't have many days to accompany Regulus, and he should be grateful for allowing his nephew to spend his childhood happily with his friends.

"Hmm...?" The child woke up quickly after falling asleep, and the little lion woke up rubbing his eyes within ten minutes of sleep.

"Regurus, are you awake?" The boy under the tree pinched the little lion's fat cheek with a smile on his face: "Hey~ wait a minute, I'll take you to climb the goddess statue~"

【Stop! 】

Not far away, the two little friends who were cheated by someone since they were young are covering their faces together. Sure enough, they should take back their preface...

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As a five-year-old child, they have great energy, strong destructive power, and minor protection laws. Of course, for Regulus, who has been raised by his father Elias, he is not like this The child at this age is so bearish and even very sensible, but now beside him is a doctor who fully fits the characteristics of a bear except for his age.

Although there is no such thing as a minor protection law in the sanctuary, due to the support of a certain doctor in the sanctuary, even the pope can't cure a certain doctor who is running around in the sanctuary. .

"Is it really okay?" Pope Sage was melancholy. With Ashmita's lessons learned, he was really worried about the way a certain doctor raised his children. He didn't want the talented Regulus to follow suit. Following in Ashmita's footsteps...

"Manigot, you go and look at that kid"

After weighing it over and over again, Sai Qi decided to send his capable disciple, Mei Yue, to protect the doctor and his new son.

"Huh?" Manigot violently said, "I want you to go to me so I don't get close to that guy!"

"Do you still want the Saint Cloth of Cancer?" Sage squinted.

When it came to the Saint Cloth, Manigot was a little moved, but after thinking about it, the Cancer Saint Cloth should have been his. Why should the old man decide the ownership?

"I will give you half a year in advance of the inheritance trial." Seeing that the disciple didn't like this, Sai Qi had no choice but to throw out another olive branch.

"One year!"

"Half a year!"

"Ten months!"

"Eight months can't be more!"

"make a deal!"

With the promise of the master, no matter how reluctant he was before, a certain little crab ran out excitedly.

The old crab who stayed in the Pope's Hall couldn't help but sighed again, thinking that children are becoming more and more difficult to raise these days, one or two know how to cheat, and don't know how to care for the elders at all.

"Come to Regulus, call him Daddy" His Majesty said half-baitingly holding the little lion.

"Daddy~" the little lion yelled in a milky voice, but his pair of vertical pupils were staring at the jerky in His Majesty's other hand. Although he didn't know why Mr. Yan asked him to say such strange things, it seemed As long as it is said that he can have a lot of snacks to eat.

"Is it delicious?" Regardless of the pant legs that were scraping the crispy noodles under his feet, His Majesty took some snacks from A-Gump and stuffed them into the already stuffed lion cub.

"Squeak——!" Mine is my snack!

Deeply feeling that he has fallen out of favor, the Crispy Noodles watched in despair as his own snacks were taken out of the backpack by Forrest Gump and given to that human child.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" The little lion burped: "But Mr. Yan, I can't eat anymore"

"I want to call you Daddy." His Majesty corrected dissatisfiedly, and then threw the remaining jerky to the crispy noodles who had been scraping his trouser legs: "If you can't eat it, then eat it next time."

From birth to now, the little lion, who has to rely on himself no matter what he eats, finally feels the happiness of being fed.

"Sir, can you tell me something about your father?" Regulus put his arms around His Majesty's neck and his big eyes flickered: "My father always likes to sleep, and he rarely talks and never talks about the past."

"Wouldn't it be sad to hear that?" His Majesty patted the little lion's head. The scene where the child saw his father and the enemy perish together would be shocking to some extent.

"No, Dad once said that even after he passed away, he would exist in this world in another way, maybe it was the wind or trees, and he would always watch Regulus grow up in a place he couldn't see."

The young child said this very seriously. It is obvious that his father's words hold a high place in his heart, but... your father is not dead yet...

His Majesty turned his head aside calmly, and couldn't look directly at the upright eyes of the little lion. He blushed for the irresponsible Ilias.

Unexpectedly, when he turned his head like this, he happened to see the thorn-headed boy hanging on the tree. He was lying crookedly on the tree trunk, with his head resting on his chin, and one foot was still dangling from time to time. Obviously, he had been here for a while.

"Hey~ son smash~" His Majesty waved his hand in the direction of the little crab Mani.

"Hmph, by the way, how do you say..." Manigot was abnormal and didn't refute. Anyway, as long as it can advance the trial of the holy clothes inheritance, he can ignore the others.

"Come on, Regulus, call big brother." Before he could finish speaking, someone below began to greet his newly recruited Er'er to start a new round of mental attack.

"Hey, hey, there must be a limit to teasing people, won't you get tired of doing this every time?" Manigot jumped down from the tree and said unbearably: "And obviously they are all such big people You have to learn to be more mature."

If the old man didn't tell him, how could he know that the one in front of him was actually two years older than Sisyphus, the oldest among them.

Your Majesty just ignores so much, this little crab will never take the initiative to come to him, so the old man is still worried?

"Hey... what kind of eyes are you looking at?" Manigot stared back unwillingly: "I made it clear in advance that the old man asked me to come and protect you two, and I didn't do it voluntarily."

"Well, I understand, I understand, Regulus, let's go to the training ground to play." His Majesty nodded perfunctorily, and walked away without looking back while holding the little lion.

"..." I don't know why Manigot, who will never be able to please someone, started a deep self-examination, and finally he came up with an answer that is - he really still can't treat someone with a beautiful face. Let's do it!

#This really is a world of faces#

#Ugly people still wash and sleep#

Since he intends to stay in the sanctuary for a long time, His Majesty also moved all kinds of materials for making Yanjia from the island, but the small pharmacist's room would not be able to fit, so His Majesty planned to make it next to the pharmacist's room. A small warehouse is being built separately for storing sundries.

For the convenience of chopping wood, he also specially borrowed Han Guang from the little dwarf Yu Qi, so that it is convenient to raise a sword and drop a sword, but for some reason, when he chops wood with Han Guang, he always feels a scorching heat on his back. The line of sight that was almost materialized disappeared when he turned his head.

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