The Crowned God [West Fantasy]

Amedeo doesn't know which era Camillo's soul came from, and Camillo won't say, but there are too many differences in him.

"You don't like to drink black tea and watch the sunset. You told me that you hate dusk the most."

Camillo sat by the bed and peeled fruit for him, with a vague smile on his lips: "Who told you, I was just taking a break from my busy schedule."

"You don't like reading classical poetry either." Amedeo pointed to the book beside the bed.

"Just look at it occasionally."

"You wouldn't peel fruit for me like this," Amedeo continued slowly. "You always eat fruit with the skin on, so you don't have the habit."

This time Camillo was powerless to refute: "This is... a habit I developed only when I was with you."

Amedeo couldn't help laughing, "When Kylia came here last night, she said that you have changed a bit, and wondered if you injured your head during the battle and split into a third personality."

"Hmm~ That's a pretty good explanation."

"Aren't you going to tell them the truth?"

Camillo brought the sliced ​​fruit in front of him, and said flatly, "No plan."

Amedeo frowned slightly: "But you are so different..."

"No way," Camillo stuffed a piece of fruit into his mouth, and smiled casually, "I still like sweets, by the way, when will you make me a cake?"

Seeing Amedeo's suspicious eyes, his smile froze a little, and he suddenly realized: "Oh... sorry, I forgot, you still don't know how to cook at this time."

"Let's stop here today, good night." He said softly, considering the alienation between the two, Camillo never proposed to share the bed with him.

Amedeo watched the back of him leaving, and a subtle tingling gradually crept into his heart, "Good night, you also have a good rest."

A week later, Kiria finally allowed Amedeo to get out of bed and walk, but he was forbidden to do any high-intensity movements. As for cooking, it must not be high-intensity.

Amedeo asked the maid for the recipe of the cheesecake, and was about to go to the kitchen on the first floor to get some ingredients. As soon as he entered, the servants in the kitchen were shocked. These low-level servants had never been qualified to meet the demon god. This grown-up's long hair is as dazzling as the sun, and his skin is as white as ice and snow. He seems to be wearing a noble holy light wherever he walks.

"Oh! Your Majesty, your injuries are still unhealed, how can you come to this kind of place, what should you do if you are smoky?" The housekeeper almost cried and begged to take him out of the kitchen.

In desperation, Amedeo had no choice but to send his maid to secretly buy some ingredients outside the palace. There is also a kitchen in the hall on the second floor, which is filled with some beautifully decorated antique kitchen utensils. No one uses it.

Amedeo went into the kitchen alone, found a large silver bowl from the cupboard, and mixed cream cheese and butter.

Then there is white sugar. According to the sweetness Camillo likes, he should add four times the sugar. Looking at the thick layer of white sugar, he frowned... Anyway, he would never eat this cake.

Later, he added cornstarch, sour cream, and a small amount of amaretto, and after stirring well, he read the recipe written by the maid again, which required the egg white and egg yolk to be divided into two containers, and then stirred into the batter separately... …

In short, very troublesome.

After all, Amedeo never cooks, the first egg fell apart, and so did the second, and when it came to the third egg, he managed to beat an egg smoothly, and when he was concentrating on separating the egg whites...

A pair of hands encircled him from behind: "What are you doing, huh?"

As soon as he heard the voice, he knew it was Camillo. As soon as Amedeo's hand trembled, the egg yolk fell into the silverware together. He glanced at Camillo displeasedly: "What are you doing here to make cakes... "

Camillo stroked his cheek with slightly cool fingers, and interrupted him: "It's okay, I just want to see you."

Camillo slowly leaned over, the eye feathers were so close that they even touched his skin, as long as Amedeo lowered his head, he could kiss him, "Can I kiss you?" He asked softly.

Amedeo slid his Adam's apple up and down, took a step back, and leaned against the cabinet.

With a smile on his lips, Camillo took another step closer. Ever since he saw Amedeo making a cake, he never planned to let him go.

Camillo put one hand on the cabinet: "Can't you?"

"No..." Amedeo panted lightly, sweat gradually oozing from his palms.

It started again, as long as he was face to face with this person, his heartbeat would involuntarily speed up, his legs would go weak, and his mind would go blank.

Camillo wrapped his arms around his waist kindly: "Oh, I'm afraid you won't be able to stand up."

Amedeo moved his eyes shyly, his eyelashes trembling slightly: "I didn't intend to reject you, because I always feel that you and the past Camillo are like two people, being with you makes me feel... It's like cheating..."

When he finally said those two words, his cheeks were immediately stained with blush.

Camillo squinted his eyes in a leisurely manner, and caressed his buttocks with his palm ambiguously, which made the person tremble even more, "Why don't you just treat yourself as cheating, it will be more exciting when you do this."

Amedeo became inexplicably angry, and suddenly slapped off Camillo's hand: "You, have you ever done such a thing!"

Camillo was innocently taken aback: "What?"

Amedeo's eyes were covered with mist, and he bit his lip: "Did you do it with someone else, that's why you said...exciting..."

"No, no," Camillo quickly put his arms around him, "absolutely not, I swear!"

If I had known it earlier, I would not have made such a joke. Camillo wiped away his tears helplessly: "Although I cannot tell you what will happen in the future, I can guarantee one thing, that is, I have only loved you in my life. .”

Amedeo's eyes were still foggy, he finally made up his mind to pay attention, hugged Camillo tightly and kissed him, sucking his lips and tongue domineeringly, without skill, but full of possessiveness.

"Then you prove it with your actions..." he said in a crying voice.

Camillo closed his eyes, touched his lips and tongue, and gently unbuttoned his skirt, "Okay."

Time went back to a week ago, after Roger's dragon troops were swallowed by darkness, they were all transported to a ruin, which looked like a circular square with ruined walls, surrounded by stone monuments, surrounded by a vast grassland .

"Sobika, if you don't explain things clearly to me today, I won't believe in dragons!" Roger roared angrily, and sat down on a rock in despair.

Sobika was looking around at the stele, observing the ruins. When she saw the stone under Roger's butt, she suddenly screamed: "Get up!!!"

Roger thought there was some hidden weapon, and drew out his saber vigilantly.

Unexpectedly, Sobika just ran over and dragged him aside, and brushed the dirt off the stone with his sleeve, revealing the engraved inscription on it.

"Haha, there is indeed a fifth stele." Sobika laughed triumphantly. She knelt down and tried to lift the stele, but her face turned red from holding back, and the stele remained motionless...

Roger watched her indifferently for a while, then finally bent down and picked up the stele with one hand.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

Sobika chuckled dryly, and pointed shamelessly at a groove in the distance: "It's all lifted, so please move it there."

"..."

Under the influence of the contract, Roger involuntarily stepped forward, put the stele into the groove involuntarily, and then let out a loud roar: "Sobica!!!"

Sobika covered his ears presciently so as not to be deafened by his dragon roar. At this time, the five steles were all evenly distributed in the five corners of the square, just like a picture of a pentagram rune.

Sobika said in surprise, "He really knew!"

Roger said with a cold face: "Who is 'he'?"

"Of course my son Camilo is the soul from the future. He must know many things that the present world does not know, so he sent us here..." Sobika was about to praise, but he was getting more and more Shivering under the cold low pressure, looking up, Roger's complexion was extremely pale, "Hehe, I don't know if it's him from the future, time and space reversal is random."

Roger snorted coldly: "If you don't have the whole moth, he will die directly under my knife, and there will be no future at all."

"That's not true, you don't even know how terrifying the Dark God's rampage is..."

While Sobika was muttering, the seven ghosts rushed over from a distance, knelt in front of Roger and reported: "Patriarch, the rest of the Dragon Clan's subordinates have also been found near the grassland, and the dragon group has also been found, but only five survived... ..."

Sobika took the opportunity to slip aside, extracted all the inscriptions on the five steles into his Book of Shadows, arranged them according to a special method, and deciphered the above contents.

"Well, let the dragon group rectify and prepare to return to Dragon Valley." Roger was ordering.

"Hey, wait." Sobika grabbed his hem, "Lend me a dragon."

Roger's expression was full of unbearable, and after staring at Sobika coldly for a while, he still compromised: "...What are you going to do?"

"Find the ruins~"

Sobika discovered that the ruins on the ground are just signposts, and the real ruins are hidden in the sky. As long as you start from this square and follow the directions of the five steles, you can break the illusion and find the real sky island!

empty island...

island……

Sobika looked at the pitiful little rocks floating in front of her eyes, at most enough for a person to lie on and sleep on, and couldn't bear to call it an "island". Roger sighed and rubbed her mercilessly head, even if it is comforting.

Because the stone was so small that the black dragon could not land at all, Roger let the black dragon fly near the stone, and jumped onto the stone with Sobika.

The moment they landed, the stone suddenly changed miraculously. A row of stone steps appeared on its edge, and a stone of similar size appeared above the steps.

Roger and Sobika climbed the stone steps together. At this moment, an invisible barrier appeared in front of Sobika. On the barrier was written in ancient wizard characters:

- Children should not climb.

"..." What's wrong with being short!Have you eaten your rice?

Roger raised one corner of his mouth, carried Sobika on his shoulder, and led her up to the stone on the second floor. There were stone steps ahead, but there was a stone tablet in front of the stairs. , engraved on it: the seven deadly sins - greed.

The stele faintly glowed with green light, gradually dragging Roger into the illusion...

--boom!

Roger slashed the stone tablet, and when the stone steps were about to disappear, he quickly climbed up the steps, activated the third stone, and followed the same pattern to destroy the illusion spell, and quickly climbed to the top in a shameless cheating way. Ninth floor.

Sobika was dumbfounded.

"I don't have time to pass the test of illusion." Roger slowly put the knife back into its sheath.

In front of them stood a magnificent and ancient stone hall, the architectural style was consistent with the remains of the square on the ground, Sobica couldn't wait to run into the hall.

She was not disappointed this time. Inside the hall stood a cubic stone with inscriptions engraved on all four sides. Sobika rushed over excitedly: "It's the leftover pages of the Book of Shadows, it's all around! Hahaha~"

"Is it also on the upper side?" With Roger's height, he could easily see the inscription on the stone.

"Hold me up and have a look!"

Sobika rode on Roger's shoulder, but the strange thing was that the inscriptions on the side of the square stone were completely different, not only the arrangement was different, but it also did not belong to any kind of characters she knew.

Roger suggested: "You can extract it first. There must be someone in the world who can interpret this kind of text. If we can't find it, we can go to Seville, the kingdom of God, to try."

Sobika's eyes lit up. According to the information revealed to her by the God of Light, there is a broken page in Seville. This land gathers all kinds of strange talents, anonymous gods and wizards, and does not belong to any royal power. And it has rich and diverse beliefs, so it is called the Kingdom of God.