King Solomon's Road to Righteousness[Comprehensive]

Wuxiang was a little surprised.

This child was able to bite him mercilessly a few days ago, why did he become so distressed after only a few days?

"Jedidiah."

With no patience, he coaxed the other party: "I am a heroic spirit, and this is my seat of heroic spirits, so it doesn't matter if I bleed a little or lose some magic power, because I can draw magic power from the seat of heroic spirits to repair myself, but you No, you have to..."

"not good."

He saw Jedidiah hang her head and poke a finger at a scar on his arm.

The child's bangs hang down, making it hard to see his expression, but the other party's tone is sullen, and it sounds like he is in a bad mood.

Wuxiang looked down at the scar on his wrist that had never healed, and was speechless for a while.

"It's just because... no, it's okay, these are wounds that a little magic can fix."

In order to revive Jedidiah, he almost dismantled his Heroic Throne and threw it into the magic circle to serve as a source of magic power. He didn't dare to talk about such things. He was stunned for a moment, and finally chose to change the topic bluntly. , using a simple healing magic on the deep and shallow scars on his skin.

"Look, is everything all right?"

He showed Jedidia the restored smooth skin, and continued to comfort him: "For me, healing a wound is nothing more than a blink of an eye, Jedidia, you don't have to worry about my state at all."

"I only hope that you can grow up as soon as possible and return to the original posture of the magic king Solomon as soon as possible. If this is the case, all my efforts will not be in vain."

"But……"

Jedidia seemed to want to say something, but suffered from insufficient expressive ability, so he could only repeat the word "but" over and over again.

Seeing the other party's expressionless appearance, Wu Xiang sighed.

Not to mention whether stopping the demon offering will make the other party disappear, just letting Yedidiah maintain this stuttering appearance is unacceptable to him.

That is Solomon, the king of magic, the lord of God-given wisdom.How could it be possible to always look like this immature child.

Thinking of this, Wu Xiang decisively fetched his usual bowl and knife from the side, preparing to feed Yedidia with today's amount of magic power.

But just when he was about to roll up his sleeves and cut his wrist to draw blood again, Jedidiah, who had been staring at him eagerly just now, suddenly got angry and rushed straight at the knife in his hand .

Wuxiang was taken aback by the opponent's sudden attack, and subconsciously raised the knife to a height that a child's height could not reach.

"Don't rush over suddenly, what if I hurt you."

He hugged the child who suddenly rushed over with his other hand without the knife: "You really scared me like this."

Jedidia ignored Wuxiang's gentle reprimand, he was held firmly in the arms of the other party, but he stubbornly stretched out his hand, trying to reach the small knife in the hand held high by the old heroic spirit.

"Don't move, I can't hold you anymore."

The blade is made of magic power, Wuxiang let go of his hand, allowing the thin metal sheet to dissipate into a piece of spiritual particles, and then hurried to catch Yedidiah who was about to be dropped to the ground by him.

"You."

Wuxiang hugged the child in both hands, turned around and sat on the armchair beside him.He looked at Yedidia who was holding the clothes on his chest tightly with his small hands, and sighed helplessly: "Then what do you want me to do?"

He said: "Do you want to keep this appearance for the rest of your life?"

The child looked up at him without saying a word, but the four big characters "Why not" were clearly written on his face.

But I don't want you to be like this all the time.

Wuxiang let out a long sigh in his heart, he covered his forehead, and said with a little distress:

"This is not your Heroic Seat after all, you can't draw magic power from the surroundings..."

He was only halfway through when he stopped suddenly.

"Wait... I've thought of a solution to your magic power intake problem."

After a few seconds of silence, Wuxiang suddenly spoke.

"This method may not be as efficient as what I've done before...but I don't think you will hate it."

He blinked his eyes, and said seriously to Jedidia who was a little dazed:

"Let's... go to another Heroic Soul Seat as a guest."

Logically speaking, there should be absolute isolation between the Heroic Seat and the Heroic Seat.However, Wuxiang had the great cause of signing contracts with multiple heroic spirits at the same time during his lifetime, so when he was promoted to a heroic spirit after death, he became the only one in this group who could come and go between different heroic spirit seats at will. The presence.

Not every Heroic Spirit's Heroic Seat is a depressing scene like a snow mountain or a desert.At least as far as Wu Xiang knew, the Heroic Seat in front of the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox Yuzao was a luxurious palace with attendants.

In her hall, there are not only perennial red candle lanterns, but also snacks and meals that are provided uninterrupted throughout the year.

The Seat of Heroes is composed of infinite magic power, and the foods that can be eaten are naturally the magic power that can be ingested.

The former Solomon liked desserts the most, and I believe this little one will not dislike those various and magical desserts.

The fox hero in luxurious robes welcomed the former master into his palace very enthusiastically, and after learning of the other party's intention, he quickly summoned his attendants to serve seven or eight dishes from the back kitchen Exquisite pastries.

"Migu! If it weren't for Xiaoyu, I would have to do my part as the master here. I really want you, master, to taste my craftsmanship. After all, Xiaoyu is the best person. Wife! What do you cook? Of course it’s not a problem.”

Contrary to the complicated and heavy dress on her body, Tamamomae herself is actually a lively girl with long pink hair.

"So so? Is this Solomon? So small and cute, master, did you specially make him look like this?"

Looking at the excited eyes of the other party, if Wuxiang didn't block it intentionally or unintentionally, Tamamomae would have gotten close enough to be close to Yedidia's face.

"Xiaoyu, don't make trouble, you will scare Jedidiah."

Wuxiang decided to bring Yedidia to Yuzaoqian this time. On the one hand, it was to solve the problem of his mana replenishment, and on the other hand, he wanted him to reach as many people as possible.

In order to turn Jedidiah back into Solomon, replenishing magic power and communicating with the outside world are both necessary.

Magic shapes the body, and communication acquires identity.

The reason why Jedidiah looks like this is not only due to lack of magic power, but also because the will of the world refuses to recognize his identity. However, if Solomon wants to regain his former glory and wear the crown of the magic king, the world will not accept it. The affirmation and authentication of its identity is absolutely indispensable.

It was for this reason that Wu Xiang chose to take the child out of his Heroic Seat at this stall, to see a wider world outside.

Tamazamae has a good personality and is also a woman, and there is food to be provided on the Seat of Heroes... Her place is very suitable as Yedidia's first stop to contact the outside world.

But Wuxiang's overly enthusiastic appearance was obviously not expected before he came. Wuxiang looked at the light in the other party's eyes, fearing that her aggressive actions would hurt the child who was so weak that he was not like a heroic spirit, so he took Ye Di Dia carefully held her in her arms.

"Don't touch him, Yedidia is very fragile, don't treat him with the physique of an ordinary hero." He lightly reprimanded the other party.

"Hey, master, you are really stingy."

Tamazamo, who was blocked several times by Wuxiang Mingli secretly, and was finally rejected by the other party, exaggeratedly showed a puffy look, pretending to be a rascal and acting like a baby to the other party.

"This child's name is Jedidia, right? Jedidia is so cute, let me take a good look at it, let me take a good look at it!

While saying this, Yuzao couldn't stop shaking his ears on his head, and wagging his tail behind him, like a puppy, looking up at Wuxiang expectantly.

Wuxiang really couldn't stand Yuzao's whining.He glanced at the other party helplessly, then lowered his eyes to Yedidiah who was sitting in his arms and quietly eating a snack.After confirming that there was no look of fear on the other party's face, he let go of the hand that had been protecting him.

After finishing all this, he murmured softly towards Yuzao: "That's the shrunken version of Solomon, what's so interesting."

"It's nothing to look at, and you still protect it so tightly!"

Yuzao folded her ears before, and gave Wuxiang a fake look.Although her tone was a bit harsh, she was not actually angry, and her beautiful eyes were full of smiles.

"Little Yedidia, sister, I am Yuzao, just call me sister Xiaoyu! Little Yedidia, don't be polite with sister Xiaoyu, eat more of what you like, eat all, don't give a little bit The master stays, you know?"

"Well……"

Yedidia, who had been stuffing pastries into her mouth just now, did not speed up her speed of destroying the food after hearing Yuzao's coaxing. Instead, she hesitated for a moment, then slowly raised her eyes, and looked at Bao Bao inquiringly. Watching his formlessness.

Wu Xiang was almost amused by the other party's actions, he bent his mouth happily, and said softly to the child in his arms: "Yedidia, if you like it, eat it all, I don't need to eat .”

With Wuxiang's permission, Yedidia's eyes lit up first, and then revealed a somewhat tangled look.He turned his head to look at the plates of snacks on the table, struggled for a while, then picked up one piece, and handed it straight to Wu Xiang's mouth.

Wuxiang didn't reject the other party's good intentions, he ate the cake with a smile, and then patted the child's head appreciatively, signaling that the other party could continue to concentrate on filling his stomach.

Seeing all the interactions between the two, Tamamo subconsciously let out an "Ai" in front of her eyes. She propped up one arm to support her head, and silently looked at Wu Wu who was looking at the young child in her arms tenderly. Mutually.

"So, master?" She felt that she couldn't bear to disturb this warm scene, "How did this happen? King Solomon... how did he become what he is now, and how could he become so bad What about Heroic Spirits who do not rely on food to obtain magic power?"

Hearing Tamamo's question, Wu Xiang raised his eyes from Jedidiah.

"Indescribable."

He frowned and said, "In general, it's just that the magic power is not enough, and it has not been recognized by the will of the world."

Having said that, Wu Xiang couldn't help showing a helpless expression.

"After all, it is too difficult to resurrect a heroic spirit whose existence was once erased from human history..."

Tamamo nods her head in agreement as she recalls the past.

"So, master, have you thought of any way to make him recover as soon as possible?"

She glanced at Yedidia who was sitting on Wuxiang's lap eating a snack, and suddenly sighed.

"I don't think you should be satisfied with having been busy for so long, but only got such a child-like Solomon in the end?"

"That's natural."

He didn't know whether he was answering one of the two questions raised by the other party, or maybe he was answering both questions. When Wu Xiang said this, his expression was calm and calm.

"I will definitely restore the glory of King Solomon."