sorcerer immortal

Under the sunlight, the appearance of this person gradually revealed.

This is a very handsome man. He looks like a young man. He is wearing a decent golden robe, and his long golden hair is fluttering in the wind. His appearance looks somewhat similar to Cyruria's, but it is quite different. The whole There is a gentle and decent temperament in the person, like a distinguished nobleman walking out of the castle, which makes people unable to take their eyes off.

Under the sunlight, his face looked a little pale, but his demeanor was still uncommon. As he walked along, the maids around him couldn't help but sneak a look at the young man from time to time.

The servants in front were still walking, and slowly, they came to the interior of the manor, beside a beautiful garden.

"You came."

In front of the garden, Cyruria is pruning flowering branches with a pair of scissors in hand.

Seeing the young man's arrival, he put away the scissors, collected himself, and looked at him head-on.

Chapter 542 Decision

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Standing in the garden of the courtyard, looking at Siluria in front of him, the young man smiled, his pale face looked bloodless under the sun.

"Yeah, count the time, it's been three years."

Quietly looking at the young man in front of him, Siluria's expression was calm, and he just whispered: "So, what's the matter with you coming here this time?"

"Uncle Illida."

"So you still remember that I am your uncle." Opposite Cyruria, the young man smiled.

The blond young man in front of him is Prince Irida of the Kingdom of Kuma, who is the uncle of Siluria.

During these three years, because of the outbreak of the evil disaster, as the pillar of the Kuma Kingdom, Irida had to be active in various battlefields. Over the years, not only has his reputation not diminished, but it has become more and more prosperous, and he enjoys great prestige among the countries. .

Until some time ago, the Underworld Battle broke out outside Kuma City, and Erida was seriously injured and had to withdraw from the battlefield to cultivate, but she didn't want to come here.

"Your complexion is very wrong, and your body is also a little uncoordinated."

Looking at Ilida in front of him, Siluria was silent for a while, and then said: "It seems that your injury is a little heavier than I imagined."

"Yeah." Ilida nodded, admitting this frankly: "The level of the underworld is still too reluctant for me. Forcibly interfering in the battle of such an existence, I didn't die on the spot, which is considered lucky." good."

"What happened that day?" Siluria thought, frowning, looking at the pale Irida in front of her.

Although he has paid attention to the intelligence of various countries, the power involved in the place outside Kuma City is too terrifying, and it is impossible to know the exact news at all. He can only vaguely know the existence of this battle.

However, judging from the current situation of Ilida, the situation of that battle may be very tragic.

There were many thoughts in his mind, and after a while, he raised his head and looked at Erida in front of him: "I have already betrayed the kingdom, and the matter of Kuma has nothing to do with me."

"It's you, Uncle Illida, what's the matter here this time?"

Seriously injured, at this time, Ilida should have been hiding in the royal city to recuperate, quietly waiting for the injury to heal, and should not have taken risks to appear in this area.

You must know that from Kuma to this area, you need to pass through many dark areas on the way. With Ilida's current state, if you encounter dangerous beasts on the way, it may be very dangerous.

"I'm here to find you back."

Regarding this question, Ilida sighed lightly, and said directly without any pretense.

After the words fell, Siluria froze for a moment, as if she hadn't expected this result.

However, he quickly realized, with a sneer on his face: "Go back? What are you going back for?"

"You know, I am Kumar's sinner now, killing the rebellion of the heir to the kingdom."

He said in a cold voice, without the slightest hesitation in his words, and there was no room for negotiation.

"The thing that happened back then was wronged by me and His Majesty."

Standing in front of her, looking at the stern and agitated Cyruria, Ilida sighed softly, revealing deep tiredness: "Just now, the kingdom needs you."

"I'm afraid what you need is not me, but the Scarlet King Beast." Siluria said coldly, even if it was his own uncle in front of him, he was not polite at all.

"That's right." Irida nodded, and admitted it straightforwardly: "Compared to you, what the kingdom needs most now is the combat power of the Scarlet King Beast."

"Sure enough." Siluria said with a stern face, "What if I say no?"

The place fell into silence for a while, so quiet that even the chirping of insects around could be heard, full of suffocating oppression.

After standing there for a long time, Ilida sighed softly: "In that case, I will have to do it and bring you back."

After the words fell, the next moment, Siluria's heart suddenly became alert, and an inexplicable sense of danger grew in his heart, and then rapidly expanded.

Before he could react, a sharp black long sword stabbed suddenly in front of his eyes. The long sword carried a majestic golden lightning, stabbing forward at an extremely fast speed.

boom! !

The sound of gold and iron colliding rang out all over the world, spreading far away, smashing the floor within a few meters of the two people's feet.

In the blink of an eye, Siluria pulled out the huge sword, with a faint crimson vindictiveness flickering on the sword, blocking Irida's blow.

"Ok?"

Looking at Cyruria in front of her and feeling his breath, Ilida was a little surprised, but also a little relieved: "You have already been promoted to the eighth level."

In three years, he obtained the knight inheritance given by Adil at the beginning. In these three years, on the basis of the original, Siluria also went a step further and quickly grew into a powerful knight.

His knight aptitude is only average, but his original physical strength is very strong, comparable to a wizard at the peak of the first level. Over the years, the knight seed has grown rapidly under the strong vitality, and has already approached the glorious knight.In terms of the power standard of this world, it is the eighth level, which is equivalent to the original Iridar.

It's just that, despite this, facing Illida at this moment, Siluria's heart is not at all relaxed, but extremely dignified.

Because in his induction, Erida in front of him was like a huge torch, the terrifying aura was almost suffocating, and it was almost doubtful whether this was a seriously injured person.

Even though he was seriously injured, he still had such a prestige that at this moment, Siluria didn't dare to act rashly. He just stared at Irida, locked on him firmly with his aura of fighting spirit, and was ready to strike at any time.

Under his gaze, in front of his eyes, Irida had a calm expression, holding a dark black long sword in his right arm, and walked towards him quietly.

As if taking a walk in ordinary times, Irida was dressed in a golden robe, with long hair fluttering in the wind, and she looked extremely handsome. Under the sunlight, she looked like a high-ranking god descending, her eyes looking towards Cyruria .

He walked quietly like this, and every step he took, the aura on his body was expanding. The horror of that kind of power made Siluria in front of him nervous, and some fine sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Ugh···"

Quietly walking in front of Cyruria, looking at Cyruria in front of her, Ilida let out a deep sigh, then silently put away the long sword in her hand, and looked at the person in front of her with her eyes: "You have This strength surprised me."

"There are many things that surprise you." Siluria said flatly.

The voice fell, and the place fell into silence again, until the voice of Prince Erida sounded again.

"Your Majesty is dead." Looking at Cyruria in front of her, after a long silence, Irida said.