The Crowned God [West Fantasy]

After the ceremony, Camilo went to the east side hall in the name of appeasement, and played with the little princess for a while. Since the dragon race is a race of eggs, Maya can speak some simple words just after six months Now, when she saw her father, the little girl smiled and rolled her eyes, with lovely dimples on her cheeks, and hugged his arm tightly, refusing him to leave.

Camillo's heart softened, so he stayed for some snacks, while holding Maya on his lap, coaxing the child to read a few pages of picture books, and he got up and left after Maya fell asleep in a daze.

It was very late at this time, and when he walked to Amedeo's residence, he saw that the candles in the room were still on. He opened the door and walked in. The servants in the house were clearing the table, and he saw the king coming. , quickly turned around and performed a standard etiquette.

"Where's Amedeo?" he asked.

"His Majesty has already fallen asleep." The attendant replied softly.

Camillo handed the cloak to the attendant, and waved him to go out first.

He walked slowly to the edge of the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked tenderly at the person lying on his side on the bed. The dim light in the room cast half a shadow on his face, from nose to lips, outlining a beautiful line.

He couldn't bear to wake up this beautiful scene, and was about to take away the candle lamp on the bedside table, when there was a slight movement, Amedeo slowly opened his eyes, those ice blue eyes were still a little confused, as if they were still Did not wake up from sleep.

Camillo smiled lightly, leaned down and dropped a wet kiss on his earlobe.

Amedeo quickly turned over and looked at Camillo. His eyes were stunned and surprised at first, but then he gradually frowned. He sat up from the bed with his arms propped up, and his voice was a little hoarse: "I thought you Not coming tonight."

"I just came back from Maya's place. That child is clingy, so I stayed for a while longer. Are you waiting for me? Didn't you sleep well?" Camillo saw that there was some sweat on his forehead, and he reached out to wipe him off.

But Amedeo backed away and looked away abruptly, "It's okay, it's just that I've been standing for a long time at the ceremony today, and the wound on my chest feels a bit uncomfortable."

Camillo saw that his attitude was somewhat indifferent, so he withdrew his hand peacefully, and said softly, "...Sorry."

"You have nothing to apologize for."

Camillo raised the corners of his lips helplessly: "I don't know, it's because you are angry."

What responded to his smile was Amedeosen's cold gaze: "What have you been doing all day? I went to attend 'my' funeral, and I was already in a bad mood. You didn't say a word to me, but left halfway , After the ceremony is over, I will wait for you at the gate of the hall, and I will not know that you have gone to Maya until everyone has dispersed."

"She's my daughter..."

"But she's not my daughter!" Amedeo said bluntly, and suddenly realized his slip of the tongue, he pursed his lips tightly, with a sad expression on his face.

Camillo smiled helplessly, stepped forward and hugged him, and the two of them leaned against the head of the bed together, "Listen to me, I mean, Maya's identity is a little princess, today is a special day, I am It is my fault that I forgot to send someone to deliver a message to you as a father and king."

Amedeo leaned on his shoulder, his blond hair scattered casually in his arms, and slowly closed his eyes: "You have really changed, now you always do the right thing, while the original Camillo only Do what you want, don't care about rules, don't care about etiquette."

Camillo lowered his head and straightened the hair beside his ear, and asked softly, "Isn't this good?"

"It's not bad," Amedeo shook his head and said hoarsely, "It's just that I miss him, miss him very much..."

He slowly opened his eyes, and the eyes returned to their usual clearness and coldness, like a god who would never be moved by love. Amedeo pushed away Camillo's hand, with a tired voice: "I'm tired of waiting for you tonight, you'd better go."

Camillo was kicked out of the room in this way, and he felt bewildered for a while, until the next day, he didn't understand what he did wrong.

He was walking on the road thinking, when suddenly a strong wind came from behind, and a sharp weapon with a cold light rushed straight towards his neck without sound!

A chilling black light flashed, and the dark elements quickly gathered into a scimitar, actively blocking the coming long sword like a guardian.

Wei Ya was forced to take half a step back, and he snorted dissatisfiedly: "Your reaction is a bit slow today!"

Camillo turned around and saw him, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. Wei Ya tried to kill him many times, and failed repeatedly. It was really interesting to look at it with the mentality of a senior.

"I was distracted just now. If it's okay, I'll leave first." He put away those dark elements that were about to move, smiled faintly, turned and walked into the conference room.

"Hello!" Wei Ya froze in place, "You won't fight me today...?"

After the imperial meeting with several cabinet ministers, Camillo went to meet with several foreign businessmen. He was still busy all day long, and he was only free to attend the dinner at night.

There were no outsiders in this dinner, but some of his familiar friends.

Waiters dragged gold trays to set the table for all the seats, maids lit candles and placed fresh bouquets on vases.Camillo sat at the head, Wei Ya and Yimil sat at the right seat, Kylia sat at the left, and Jeremy was now promoted to the head of the imperial guard, so he was also eligible to sit at the bottom.

Amedeo came very late, and the attendants in uniform hurriedly opened the chair on the left for him, but Amedeo stopped in his tracks, glanced at Camillo coldly, did not speak for a long time, but pulled away He took the chair at the other end of the long table and sat down.

This location is the farthest from Camelot.

The male attendant was slightly stunned, but quickly came to his senses, and respectfully set the tableware for the Demon God.

Camillo looked up at him, then glanced at the empty seat beside him, poured himself a glass of ice water expressionlessly, and drank it down with his head raised.

"Hey, hello," Kylia reprimanded in a low voice, "You haven't taken care of your body yet, who will allow you to drink ice water in winter!"

Amedeo's expression froze slightly, as if he understood something from her words, but he still didn't speak.

Camillo turned a blind eye to the surrounding reactions, took the ivory spoon handed over by the attendant, picked some caviar, crushed it in his mouth and tasted it carefully, as if he didn't notice Amedeo's gaze on him at all.

It was rare for everyone to gather for a meal, but the atmosphere was surprisingly cold. Wei Ya was cutting the foie gras on the plate, while looking at the faces of everyone present, he twitched the corners of his mouth, and jokingly said: "Huh~ Interesting."

Wei Ya turned his head to look at Amedeo again, with a harmless smile on his face: "Devil God, staying in this palace is boring, why don't you take me to the surrounding cities to see, just as I also I want to test the leg strength of my unicorn bought with a thousand dollars."

Camillo raised his head, and a stern light flashed across his dark eyes.

"Your Majesty," Yimil's gentle voice sounded, "Didn't Your Majesty say that you are going to see the snow in the northern region? Now that it has snowed heavily in Ruiyi, and there will be a snow sculpture competition there, how about...I will accompany you there." have a look?"

"I want to go too," Wei Ya thought for a while, and raised the corners of his lips happily, "Guangshen, you are still thoughtful, and I am very satisfied."

Amedeo and Yimil looked at each other, and the hand holding the knife gradually relaxed, as if he was relieved.

Jeremy was puzzled, and glanced at Kiria suspiciously. She was propping her head helplessly, taking a sip of red wine, and she already understood the current situation in her heart.

Now the young couple, how can they always have conflicts.

She put down her wine glass with a snap, and forced Jeremy to stand up: "Go! Go and find Fiona, who is obsessed with fairy dragons."

"Eh? Didn't Fiona take a leave of absence..." Jeremy's strength was no match for that of the Dragon Clan, and he was dragged out by Kylia as soon as he spoke halfway.

Yimil also held Wei Ya's hand, and said with a gentle smile, "Your Majesty, do you want to go out for a walk? Aerys has some distinguished guests from foreign countries, and a noble ball will be held in the hall later."

Wei Ya became popular with his sophistication, and grabbed his hand tightly with his backhand: "Tch, it's my turn to lead the dance this time!"

Yimil smiled slyly: "Of course."

The four of them all left one after another. Only Camillo and Amedeo were left in the restaurant. The atmosphere suddenly turned to ice. Camillo ate the dessert expressionlessly, without even looking at the person opposite him. glance.

Amedeo also remained silent. He changed to a glass of high-strength whiskey, but no matter how strong the wine was, it couldn't melt his natural iceberg.

There was a complete silence, and none of the attendants dared to make a sound, they all stood upright, staring at the patterns on the wall without turning their eyes, the scene became very strange and tense.

Hearing a light sound from the table, Camillo put down the knife and fork in his hand, turned and walked out of the restaurant.

Amedeo was still sitting there quietly, his eyes swept across the empty throne opposite him calmly, and drank the spirits in the glass by himself.

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