The Crowned God [West Fantasy]

作者有话要说：本章发新年祝福就送红包，第1名2000鸡鸡币，2~5名1000鸡鸡币，6~10名500鸡鸡币，其余的100鸡鸡币……持续到大年初三。

Four Mi and Meimei wish you a happy new year, and wish all the little angels a happy New Year of the Rooster! ! !

Yimil didn't expect Camillo to take the initiative to keep him, but after all he was wary of the dark god and expressed his gratitude tactfully, he still insisted on taking Wei Ya away.

"That's right, the empire cannot live without a king..."

Camillo really wanted to keep them, so he found an excuse and said, "But since it's the end of the year, King Aerys will hold a fireworks display on New Year's Eve, why don't we leave after the New Year."

In fact, the whole city is busy clearing up the post-war ruins, the palace is struggling to make ends meet, and the capital guards are still owed last month's military pay. Where can they get the money for such a fireworks display!

As the saying goes, there will be retribution for lying, so when he woke up the next day, Camillo found himself split into four people.

Heimi opened her eyes and saw a man who looked exactly like her lying on her bed, and immediately angrily pulled him up from the bed: "Who are you XX?"

Lao Mi was still immersed in the dream, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and he closed his eyes and talked in sleep: "Meimei..."

Heimi's deep eyes revealed a murderous intent, and he immediately drew his claws towards him. Seeing the cold wind blowing against his face, Lao Mi suddenly woke up from his dream, and quickly grabbed Heimi's wrist.

"who!"

When he saw the appearance of the person in front of him clearly, a faint smile appeared in his black eyes: "Eh...? It's me."

He thought he had a ridiculous dream, and when he was about to close his eyes and continue to sleep, he suddenly realized that the chilling murderous aura around him was real.

He quickly dodged to avoid the bed, and almost at the same moment, Heimi punched down and smashed the bed.

--boom!

"What are you guys doing?" The third Camillo (Bai Mi) reluctantly opened the door, holding a shrunken version of Camillo in his arms. He looks like five or six years old, and we will call him Xiaomi for the time being. alright.

Hei Mi stared at Bai Mi in shock: "You and I split?"

He and this stupid and cute white lotus were originally one soul, how could they become two people?He looked at the Camillo beside the bed with a "wretched" smile on his face, and the five-year-old version of Camillo in Bai Mi's arms. He was silent for three seconds, and his world view collapsed. What is it? what happened? !

Lao Mi persuaded everyone to gather together, and explained what happened embarrassingly, "In short, as long as the fireworks show is completed, you can change back, right..."

"Huh—?" Heimi gloated and dragged his tone, "You lie and go back on your own. It's none of my business. I can only be the king of the northern border."

Bai Mi helplessly elbowed him: "But aren't we all alone..."

Lao Mi seemed to see a filial junior, with a gratified smile on his face, he nodded quickly and said, "That's too true, so we should work together, right?"

Because the bed was smashed too loudly, Amedeo led a group of guards from the side hall, and just as he opened the door, he heard a loud call.

"Father!"

Xiaomi broke free from Baimi's arms, jumped into Amedeo's arms in surprise, rubbed against his chest non-stop, and blatantly ate tofu in front of the three "elders".

The faces of the three people in the room sank as if a storm was coming, and they shouted in unison: "He is not your father!"

Heimi and Lao Mi have never been so united in hatred. Together, they tore off Xiaomi from Amedeo, threw it neatly to Bai Mi, and then closed and locked the door—successfully resolved the two rivals in love.

Amedeo was stunned, and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief. The past Camillo actually stood with the future one?

After some explanations from Lao Mi, he accepted this fact with difficulty: "So... as long as the fireworks show is successfully held, it will be fine."

"Yeah, Mei will help me too, right?" Lao Mi smiled and touched Amedeo's ass.

Then, only hearing the crisp sound of "click", Heimi instantly took off his arm, with a gloomy expression as terrifying as bloodthirsty, and threatened word by word: "You stay away from him."

Lao Mi raised his eyebrows helplessly, and connected his arm with one hand, "Oh~! Sure enough, I was too violent when I was young."

Putting the jealousy aside, tomorrow is the last day of this year, and they only have two days left to arrange the fireworks display.

Bai Mi went to the Alchemy Association. In the spacious hall, there was only one old man who was the gatekeeper. He sat on a small bench and secretly took out the alchemist's stove. sweet potatoes.

"Master, where have all the alchemists from the Association gone?" Bai Mi leaned over and asked.

The old man glanced up at him, and shouted at the top of his voice, "What?!!"

Bai Mi also raised her voice: "I ask! Where have all the alchemists gone!!"

"Alchemy? I don't do alchemy, I'm roasting sweet potatoes!" The uncle shouted happily, "Do you want it?"

"..." Bai Michang sighed, this time he used his ventriloquism, and shouted loudly, "Master, where have all the alchemists from the association gone!!!"

"Oh, oh!" The uncle heard the voice so clearly for the first time, and laughed cheerfully, "They all went back to celebrate the New Year on vacation."

A bad premonition arose in Bai Mi's heart, and he asked hesitantly, "Then... are the fireworks still available for sale?"

"Fireworks, no." The uncle waved his hand, but led him to the back room, opened an empty gunpowder room, "but there are a lot of cannonballs that can't kill people."

Bai Mi looked at the room full of failed products, his eyes were full of desolation, and he was very bleak, but at this time, he could only be a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

"... How much can you buy these?" He smiled stiffly.

"Hahaha, no money, just take it all away."

At this time, Lao Mi was arranging manpower in the palace. Most of the guards were on their annual leave. There were only a few people left, but now there were only a few here and there.

Lao Mi sat on the throne and rubbed his temples helplessly: "How many of you can do magic?"

The audience was silent.

The commander of the capital guard kindly reminded: "My lord, magicians have an extra annual leave system, and they all went home for the New Year."

Lao Mi thought for a while, then asked: "How many of you know how to bow and arrow?"

This time, two people stood up, but they were very reluctant. The rest of them smiled happily. Incompetence is a blessing, so they can finally go home for the New Year.

"Very good," Lao Mi smiled kindly, "Then the two of you will teach the others how to bow, and you must learn all of them before tomorrow night. Don't think, steal, or be lazy."

Contrary to him, Heimi doesn't care about any fireworks display, because he spends most of his time preventing Xiaomi from approaching Amedeo.

"Father!" Xiaomi threw himself into Amedeo's arms crying, "He bullied me again, woo woo woo~~~"

Amedeo saw that Hemi was going to do something again, he quickly protected the child in his arms, frowned and reproached him: "Are you finished, you bully children all day long."

Xiaomi grabbed Amedeo's collar, rubbed against his chest affectionately, and smiled triumphantly at Heimi.

Heimi gritted his teeth and stared at him, bursting out with anger, but he couldn't make a move because of Amedeo's presence. This kid really has been blackened in his bones since he was a child!

"Father, will you buy me a present for the New Year?" Xiaomi asked, raising his head.

"Well," Amedeo smiled softly, "then what do you want?"

Xiaomi wrapped his arms around his neck excitedly and said loudly, "I want to kiss you!"

Heimi's gloomy smile suddenly appeared behind him, strangling his neck: "Since the two of us are essentially one person, it's the same for me to accept this gift, right?"

Then he threw Xiaomi on the sofa, walked into the bedroom with Amedeo in his arms, and locked Xiaomi out of the door.

So Xiaomi was still crying until the next day: "He is good and bad, he bullied his father all night, hurt his father, and kept yelling..."

Amedeo immediately covered his mouth, closed his eyes calmly, and turned to help arrange the tableware, but there was a faint blush on his neck, exuding a seductive atmosphere under the candlelight.

The air pressure in the restaurant suddenly sank, and the other two Camillos glared fiercely at Heimi. Lao Mi even picked up a silver knife and threw it over. On the table.

"Hehe, I think you still lack a pair of tableware, so I'll send it to you. You're welcome."

Heimi pulled out the knife and was about to fight back, when the door of the restaurant opened, and the waiter invited the guests in under the music of the orchestra, so he had no choice but to put down the silver knife, and gritted his teeth and said two words: "Thank you."

"Is the fireworks display ready?" Wei Ya took off his cloak and handed it to the attendant, and walked in proudly. He liked to see a few Camelots killing each other. He knew about it last night, so of course he didn't leave I taunted a few words sympathetically, in addition to watching the fireworks show today, the second is to watch their internal strife.

But when he saw Xiaomi lying on Amedeo's chest, his eyes turned cold, and he immediately united with Heimi: "Get down, brat!"

Yimil also came in with Lilith in his arms. Lilith was wearing a small red dress, her curly brown hair was tied in double ponytails, and there were furry hair accessories on both sides. Yimil led her to sit on the other side of the long table. At one end, keep a certain distance from the rest.

Kylia pulled Fiona into the banquet, and both of them wore dresses and long skirts. Kylia wore a fur robe with a white background and red trim, her long black hair was tied up high, leaving only two Hanging on her chest repeatedly, with a silver carved dagger wrapped around her waist, she was as neat and chic as ever; Fiona also followed her example and wore a short blue dress, blue wool boots on her feet, and a shawl over her shoulders. A short embroidered cape with raw edges.

With such a splendid dress, it is natural to welcome a splendid fireworks display.

It's just...these people were expecting too much, Lao Mi coughed awkwardly, and ordered his subordinates: "It's time to start."

In the central square, Jeremy received the message and commanded loudly: "Light the fire, let the arrows go!"

Because the guards had not received systematic archery training, rows of bows and arrows shot up into the sky staggeringly. The bows and arrows were tied with semi-finished gunfire, and the fire core was ignited in advance. When they shot into the sky, they just exploded, blasting more than a dozen dots. little sparks.

If it weren't for the excellent eyesight of the group of people at the banquet, I'm afraid they wouldn't even be able to see those few sparks clearly.

Wei Ya glanced at Lao Mi, with obvious disdain and disgust in his eyes: "Is this the smoke you mentioned? Fire? Exhibition?"

Lao Mi coughed a few times, pointed at Hei Mi and said, "It's not my fault, it's all his idea!"

Black rice pointed at white rice: "It's not my fault, he bought the fireworks!"

Bai Mi looked left and right, but silently lowered her head: "...It's all my fault."

Amedeo put his arms around his shoulders and comforted him softly: "It's not your fault. Alchemists are on holiday during the New Year. If you go late, you will definitely not be able to buy fireworks."

Baimi sniffled, pointed at Heimi with reddish eyes, and said, "Besides, he didn't give me any money!"

Hei Mi snorted, pointed at Lao Mi and said, "He saved money!"

Wei Ya looked at their confrontation with his arms crossed, and said mercilessly: "After all, aren't you all alone?"

Yimil smiled upon hearing this, "Does Your Majesty want to watch the fireworks?"

"Thinking about it, it's a pity that there is nothing to see in this impoverished northern border!" Wei Ya snorted coldly, then tightened his lips, and his purple eyes gleamed with displeasure.

At this moment, dots of light suddenly appeared in the sky, dots of silver light, floating up and down in the night.

"You actually..." Wei Ya hurried to the window, looking up at the sky in surprise, "Light magic can cover the entire city?"

Yimil walked slowly behind him, and said softly, "It's just to satisfy His Majesty's little wish."

Heimi gritted his teeth, watching the two of them show their love with a gloomy expression, secretly using divine power, the dark elements gathered in the sky above Iris, and suddenly extinguished a row of light spots in the air.

Yimil glanced at him faintly, and then turned on his divine power to light up a circle of light spots again.

And he turned on one circle, and Camelot off one circle, and the divine powers of the two competed for the sky. Some light clusters were extinguished as soon as they were lit, while others flashed intermittently. All the light clusters in the sky were brilliant. Brilliant, it illuminates the ground flickeringly.

Fascinated by the light, the fairy dragon flew straight to the sky, caught a ball of light and bit it down, but swallowed a mouthful of air in vain. It chased other light spots and flew around, dyeing the sky golden pink. The light, especially beautiful, drew all the inhabitants out to gaze with delight at the splendor of the sky.

Although the process is unreliable, this can probably be regarded as a fireworks display.

Several male servants in uniform poured golden champagne into everyone's cups, and the ritual and music in the garden sounded. The former enemies were drinking at the same table tonight, and Lilith sipped the music Qi, looking at the fireworks in the sky, made a wish to continue to be with Yimil in the new year.

Heimi and Lao Mi were still fighting tit for tat, not even letting go of a piece of cake, "I told you it was made by Meimei!" Lao Mi shouted angrily.

"Get out, I'll tell you to shut up now." Hei Mi picked up a tiramisu and patted it on his old face, and then smeared Lao Mi's face with cream.

Kylia was slightly drunk and laughed out loud.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The church bells sounded the countdown to the New Year, and Xiaomi snuggled into Amedeo's arms and shouted happily: "Happy New Year!"

Amedeo kissed his forehead tenderly: "Happy New Year."

Xiaomi leaned on his chest and asked sweetly, "Father, can we celebrate the New Year together like this next year?"

Dong——Accompanied by the sound of the zero o'clock, the black rice, white rice, and old rice all smashed their fists on Xiaomi's head, and shouted at the same time:

"He is not your father!!!"