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The hysterical screams of the elf maid Ilan still echoed in the small courtyard. With a stern face, Bika flew into the air with the wind spell, and looked at the hideous woman in front of him with a blank expression.

People who seldom get angry will be particularly frightening once they get angry. The cold, dignified and majestic appearance of His Royal Highness the little prince shocked Yila, making her like a duck that was suddenly strangled. Her voice stopped abruptly, and her body Involuntarily, he staggered back two steps.

"Your Highness...Your Highness," Dora quickly stretched out her hand to support Yila, looked at the tall little figure with red eyes and terrified eyes, and said with a trembling voice, "Please forgive...forgive..."

She couldn't go on talking, and lowered her head, not daring to look into Bika's dark and cold eyes.Yila was also trembling, fear filled her eyes, the little prince in their memory was always indifferent, no matter what other people did, this person was calm, everyone thought that the little prince was not ashamed of Bika. Temper, is a stupid and weak little waste, who can be bullied by anyone...

Bica pursed his thin lips and did not speak, his cold eyes fell on Yila, like the gods above the nine heavens staring at the ants on the ground indifferently.

"Your Highness, Ira knew I was wrong!" Finally unable to withstand the pressure, Yila fell to her knees with a plop, prostrated herself on the ground, and dared not raise her head that was still high and proud at this moment.The panic-stricken Dora also knelt down together, terrified and afraid to say a word.

A special aura that no one could detect escaped from Bika in mid-air, and returned to the wilting sapling in the corner.Bica recovered from his strange trance, frowned at the two maids kneeling in front of him, and said somewhat unnaturally, "Go out, and don't bother me again."

Yila and Dora hurriedly got up from the ground as if they had been pardoned, and exited the small yard cautiously. They didn't dare to raise their drooping heads until they got out of the dilapidated courtyard gate.

"Phew, His Highness's angry look is terrible!" Dora was still weak, leaning against a big tree, looked back at the closed courtyard door in awe, and murmured: "Even facing Your Majesty, I have never been so afraid before, that feeling is like... like seeing the supreme emperor of our elves!"

"What nonsense! The elves have long surrendered at the foot of the great magic empire, and the elves' royal court has been lost for thousands of years. If others hear what you said just now, we will all be miserable!" Already recovered from fear and horror Yila, who came over, raised her head, strode away after saying a few words, but the hurried back was very embarrassing no matter how you looked at it.

In the yard, Bika landed on the ground, tapped the dangling young sapling with the magic wand in his hand, said solemnly with a small face, "I don't like the feeling of being controlled, let's make no exception."

After being knocked twice lightly, the young sapling, which had regained its energy when there was no one else in the yard, wilted again, and a cluster of leaf buds at the top drooped. It was obviously a sapling, but there was a smell of sapling all over its body. The breath of grievance.It is the companion tree of Bika. Of course, no elves dare to offend Bika. You must know that the companion tree is also called the holy tree of elves in the ancient legends of the elves. It will only appear when the elf king who inherits the will of the god of nature is born. , to accept the worship of all elves.

"The elves have long since fallen. I still remember that the elves in ancient legends probably only exist in the hidden elf royal court. They are just descendants of the forest elves, so there is no need to argue with them." Speaking of this, Bi Ka himself sighed, and a serious look appeared on his handsome little face.It's just that his figure is too small, with small hands and feet, a small body, and a small puppet like a delicate puppet, who looks decent and sighs, which really makes people laugh.

Bika, who has been used to his body for more than ten years, didn't realize this. While comforting the young sapling, he also lamented: "History is wiped out, inheritance is cut off, and the ethnic group is precarious. The elves who once stood shoulder to shoulder with the magic empire are still alive. Now, almost reduced to a slave group, how easy is it to rise again?"

At this time, the little sapling was dissatisfied with his old-fashioned appearance, and tried to shake the leaf buds at the top, trying to prove his strength.Bika looked up at the bunch of bright yellow leaf buds, carefully sized them up, and suddenly said with some surprise: "There is one more leaf bud, it seems that the five-color water does have an effect, and the effect of low-level magic crystal powder is average. The effect will be even better, and there may be hope to break through the seal."

Bika, who owns the companion tree, was destined to grow into a powerful elf king, but in the end he mutated into an elf with low power because of the seal in his blood.He read a lot of history books in the royal library, and only guessed about his body.

The god of magic and the god of nature are deadly enemies. They have waged countless wars in the long years. The last battle between gods was 6000 years ago. The god of nature fell, the elves were defeated, and the magic empire ruled the planet.The Mengwu royal family is a direct descendant of the God of Magic, and the Elf Emperor was born following the will of the God of Nature. Bika is a hybrid of the two. The conflict between the two bloodlines caused his body to mutate, and even the companion tree The powerful power has been sealed up.

"boom!"

The gate of the small courtyard was suddenly knocked open by a strong force.Bica, who was in deep thought, looked towards the wooden door, and quietly took his hand back from the sapling.The little sapling was also very clever, and immediately disguised itself as a wimpy, ordinary sapling, no different from the trees that can be seen everywhere.This is in the imperial palace of the Magic Empire. Whether it is the bloodline breath of the Elf Emperor Pika or the identity of the small sapling companion tree, as long as it is leaked out, there will be no place for burial.

Walking in from the door was a group of imposing silver-armored guards. The headed guards had long sword eyebrows and star-eyed eyes. They were handsome and straight, and there was a hint of shadow on their cold and expressionless faces.

He strode up to Bika, the silver armor on his body clanged, and his voice echoed in the small courtyard: "His Royal Highness Bika, your subordinate Oledo, is here to send you to Outland by His Majesty's order. The embassy. Please change into your dress immediately, pack your belongings, and leave in half an hour."

There was no respect or politeness in the cold words, and the meaning was obvious, and only half an hour was given to the little prince to prepare.Bika was stunned, raised his hand and released a blast spell, flew from the ground to mid-air again, looked at the head of the guard Oledo, and asked flatly: "Didn't you say you have to wait for three days?"

"This is His Majesty's order, and this subordinate is only following it." Oledo replied with no emotion in his voice, and his eyes were sharp and indifferent, as if he was not facing a living prince, but a dead thing.

Hearing this, Bika thought for a while, said nothing, but nodded and flew towards his room.Dora followed timidly, stopped at the door, and asked cautiously: "Your Highness, do you need my help?"

"No need." Bika looked back at her, fell from the air to disperse the wind magic elements on his feet, and said to her, "Wait for me outside."

After finishing speaking, he raised the magic wand in his hand, and the wood-type first-order magic "Vine Entangling" was released instantly, forming a vine stretching over and closing the door.Although he could not be promoted because of his power being sealed, he could only release one first-level magic at a time, but Bika's control over magic had reached a pinnacle of perfection, especially the two magics, Gale Wind and Vine Entangling, were too small for his body. For him, it is often used in life, and it is almost as commanding as it is to use.

After closing the door, Bika took out a set of clothes from his shirt pocket and put them on the bed. It was a robe among the two dresses that Dora made for him. The pure black exquisite fabric felt silky and soft to the touch. It has gold thread embroidery, and the neckline, placket and cuffs are decorated with flame-like crimson gemstones. It seems that a lot of thought has been spent.

Crimson represents fire, and it is the most honorable color in the magic empire, and fire magicians have the most honorable status among magicians.The direct descendants of the royal family all have the talent of fire magic. The magic crystal between the eyebrows is red like flames, and only a freak like Bika has the talent of all magic. The small diamond-shaped crystal between the eyebrows is also transparent.

The fiery red gemstones embellished on this robe are not only a decoration, but also a symbol of status. Except for members of the royal family and nobles with noble blood, no one else is eligible to use the red fire gemstones as ornaments.Bika brushed over these gems with his right hand, paused, reached into his shirt pocket, and took out a small treasure bag.

This treasure pouch specially used to hold small tools is really small. It is a product of alchemy made by Bika according to his own body shape. To normal people, it is almost the same as a larger button.He opened a box, took out a needle and thread from it, sat on the bed, and swiftly removed all the scarlet gems dotted with it.

Although these gemstones are smaller than rice grains, they shine brightly on the black robe. Bika has never cared about the noble status of the prince, and now it seems that His Majesty the Emperor is cleaning up the garbage that is an eyesore. He sent himself out without hesitation. His clothes decorated with red fire gems would probably cause other troubles, so it was better to be more low-key.

If he didn't think that if he didn't wear a formal gown like a robe, appearing on a formal occasion would make those who troubled him all the time get caught again and bring unnecessary trouble to himself, Bika actually wanted to wear it on himself This set of shirts and trousers is simple, neat and convenient.

The little handsome prince was sitting on a pocket-sized bed, with a delicate and pocket-sized robe draped over his lap, his head lowered and concentrated, making his heart so soft that it melted away, although he was actually doing needlework.