The Crowned God [West Fantasy]

After reading the translation of the Book of the Century, Amedeo immediately ordered to call several important ministers to discuss countermeasures related to the prophecy.

"If this kind of magic circle really exists, if the dragon people can find it, so can others," Jeremy said eloquently, and spread out a map of the devil world on the table, drawing several circles with a pen , "Let the iron cavalry of the demons travel across the entire continent, and I don't believe that I can't find that book of the century!"

Yue Simona frowned slightly, shook her head and sighed: "My lord, I'm afraid things are not that simple. The eyes of the book of the century are usually located in some mysterious ruins, and it is difficult to decipher the ancient power of the ruins, let alone , This formation is related to the direction of the world, and it is impossible for Shenting to be unprepared."

"That's right." Amedeo whispered, "The sea god and the river god tried to find the eyes of the Book of Century, but they were executed by the court before any pages were found."

"Execution—?!" Fiona gasped, "Shenting killed the god?"

"No, the gods just took away their divine power, but this is no different from obliteration." Amedeo paused, and explained with a slightly grave expression, "Today's gods are not born as gods. When we accept the coronation of the divine court, the divine power will give us powerful power, including longevity, once this power is withdrawn from the body, our body cannot withstand the erosion of time, and will be reduced to ashes in a few short hours."

terrible!Fiona quickly tugged on Jeremy's arm, and stared at him complainingly: "It's all your fault, don't talk nonsense! Be careful not to cause trouble for Xiaoka!"

"..." Jeremy twitched his lips. Although he was the other party's boss, he still nodded helplessly.

Kylia carefully stared at the translation on the kraft paper, frowned and said: "There is one thing I can't figure out why, how did Roger and Sobica find the ruins so easily, how did they find the ruins without any effort? Got the "pages", could it be... is someone assisting you?"

As soon as the words fell, the door of the room was kicked open.

"My lord, my lord, Your Majesty is still in a meeting. Wait a moment...can you wait a moment..." The guard followed Camillo cautiously, sweating coldly while saluting with a smile on his face.

Amedeo gestured to him, and the guards fled the house as if on the verge of amnesty.

Camillo stared at Amedeo on the first seat, walked towards him quickly, and said impatiently, "What are you doing?"

Jeremy got up and gave a military salute. He was about to answer, but was interrupted by Amedeo:

"I invited them to a dinner party, and now they're talking about irrelevant things before the dinner party begins."

"Oh...?" Camillo laughed, his soft words intertwined with disturbing gloom, he put his hands on the table, and in an instant, dark elements climbed onto the table, maps, seals and documents All have been corroded without a trace, not even the translation of the Book of Ages has been spared.

"What are you doing...!" Kylia was about to reprimand, when she saw Camillo's eyes, she immediately noticed something strange.

"Well, everything that obstructs the eyes has been cleaned up, so it looks like a dinner party is going to be held." Camillo laughed wantonly, every word implied a terrifying coercion.

All the materials that had been written so hard for a long time were gone. Kylia sat back on the chair discouragedly, and looked out of the window with her chin propped up. People hang up and beat!

Amedeo's gaze did not leave Camillo, from the curvature of his mouth to the stance of his body, he did not miss every detail. The person he missed was clearly standing in front of him, why did he seem to be far, far away...

"Amedeo, have I indulged you too much these years?"

That faint sound woke him up immediately.

"The monarch is standing in front of you, don't you know how to give up your seat?" Camillo stared at him sullenly.

"I'm sorry, I was rude." Amedeo calmly blocked his anger, then stood up respectfully, let the chief seat out, and prepared to go around to the other end of the long table.

"Stop." Camillo knocked lazily on the table, "Why don't you sit next to me, and you have to be so far away from me to be satisfied?"

Amedeo turned his head, his icy blue eyes remained calm, "Isn't it more appropriate for your ex-wife to sit next to you?"

Fiona suddenly felt that the atmosphere in the room was a little chilly, and her hairs stood on end. She smiled awkwardly: "Is the banquet about to start? I'll go out and inform the maid, hehehehe."

The seat is vacant.

Amedeo was in a stalemate for a while, and finally sat on Camillo's right hand side. Everyone had to look at the king's eyes and act. The servants of Boca did not dare to make any movement. One of the servants accidentally dropped the spoon on the On the ground, he was immediately ordered to be dismissed and sentenced to twenty lashes.

This meal was extremely depressing, and even if the delicious food was served, everyone present did not have much appetite.

Kylia scribbled a few lines in her notebook, then threw off the tableware and left. Fiona took the opportunity to run after her in small steps, and escaped from the tormenting banquet.

Although Jeremy is a dumbass, he still doesn't have such vision. He reasoned that he didn't eat dessert and left early after eating the main course.Yuesemona ate her share of food gracefully, then saluted Camillo and Amedeo one by one, and left the banquet politely.

Several people who were discussing countermeasures were forced to leave by Camillo, and Amedeo finally broke out: "Camilo, what are you doing here!"

Camillo ate the last mille-feuille dessert slowly, licked off the custard sauce on the tip of his index finger, and said with a half-smile: "If I was a little guy, I might be angry with you." It looks scary, now...hehe, forget it."

"I'm here to see you. First, I want to take care of your knee, but it looks like you're not injured. Second, I'm here to inform you..."

"Remember to come to my room tonight and take care of my bed."

Camillo didn't leave any room for Amedeo to refute, so he got up and walked out, escorted by a group of guards, and left the side hall where the demon god lived.

"Will Dad come to see me tonight?" Maya lay on the windowsill of her room, looking at the empty garden downstairs.

The wet nurse frowned: "Your Highness, you should call her father the king."

Maya stuck out her tongue and said with a smile: "Anyway, he's not here, so I'll call him that when we meet." She pretended to perform a noble etiquette, and said her father, Wang Gui'an.

"The posture is perfect, your Highness has finally improved." The nurse laughed, "Just remember a few points, don't smack your lips when you speak, and don't say um, eh, eh, etc. Pay attention to you at all times. The cultivation of being a princess."

"I know, I know." Maya nodded vaguely, but continued to look at the garden outside.

"What are you looking at, Your Highness? It's getting late, you should get ready for bed." The maid brought her pajamas and waited behind her.

It was so late, and her father hadn't come to look for her, so Maya had no choice but to give up. She drew the curtains reluctantly, but suddenly saw a figure in military uniform in the garden——Camilo's close up Guards!

"Father came to see me!" Maya was so excited that she rushed downstairs immediately, and several maids chased after her, but Maya cast a witchcraft casually, and was blocked by an invisible wall.

The guards in the garden were chatting and laughing when they saw Her Royal Highness running over suddenly, they immediately stood up in a military posture and saluted her respectfully.

Maya was stunned, a little disappointed: "Where is my father? He didn't come?"

An elderly guard replied: "If you go back to Your Highness, the king went to the back garden alone and ordered us to guard here. He may be back in a while. Does Your Highness want to wait a while?"

"No..." Maya reluctantly dragged out the ending, "Hmph, I'll just go find him!"

The back garden of the East Hall is the burial place of the "Queen". Because the Queen's name is Margaret, this garden is full of Margaret flowers. This flower can bloom from spring to autumn, but unfortunately the weather in the north It was cold, and the flowers had already withered in early autumn, and only pieces of stalks could be seen.

Maya wondered why the father came to the back garden, because in her memory, the father favored the priest named Amedeo, so he rarely participated in the queen's mourning ceremony. She always thought that the father loved his mother. There is no nostalgia for a long time.

So when Maya saw Camelot in the back garden, she was very moved and immediately ran towards her father.

Camillo was sitting under a white gazebo with intricate carvings, watching the queen's tomb in the center of the lake. He was hesitating about one thing, whether to open the coffin...

He checked the historian's records. On the day of the queen's burial, he put a broken knife handle into the coffin and buried it together. The scimitar that Que left him.I really don't understand why I did this in the first place, that knife was the only thing Lanque left him, even if the knife was destroyed, he still wanted to keep it by his side, and told him not to forget the revenge of killing his brother and teacher!

Just when he was about to make a move, he heard a call from behind: "Father!"

Maya rushed over and hugged him: "Father, are you here to visit the queen mother?"

Camillo was stunned for ten seconds, and finally uttered a word stiffly: "...um."

"Great! I knew you still loved the queen mother, so the father also loves Maya, right?"

Camelot squatted down, with a gentle smile in his eyes: "Of course I love you, little princess."

Maya laughed contentedly. Regardless of court etiquette, she put her arms around Camillo's neck and kissed him on the face, "I love daddy the most, Maya wants to be with you forever, and I hope daddy will be with you every day." I can play with Maya!"

"Okay, we're going to the south for vacation soon, are you happy?"

"Wow - happy, can I give Lily a gift!"

"Of course, but you have to hurry up and prepare."

Camillo is not good at dealing with children, but he likes the girl in front of him from the bottom of his heart. That small body seems to be full of endless joy, and he will never get bored at all times. Do you feel like a father?It seems that it is not as annoying as he imagined.

Maya snuggled into his arms and looked at the stars in the sky, and suddenly said, "Father, did you quarrel with the priest?"

Camillo lowered his head and looked at her dotingly: "Why do you ask that?"

"I heard from the maid sister that today's father is so fierce. He went to the priest in the afternoon and punished the priest's attendants."

Camillo narrowed his eyes and said lazily, "Oh, am I fierce?"

Maya snorted and said: "Father is not fierce. Someone must have offended father, and father will be angry. Just like the teacher in equestrian class is kicked by a horse, he will be very angry. He keeps a straight face all day."

"Huh, is that so."

"But—father, don't be angry anymore. Although the queen mother is gone, the priest doesn't want you anymore..." Camillo couldn't help laughing when he heard this, but Maya still said seriously, "But you still have Maya. Well, when I grow up, I will buy you a lot of delicious and fun things, and make Dad the happiest person in the world!"

In the end, Maya and Camilo still pulled the hook. She puffed her cheeks and said vowingly: "The pull hook is raised for 1000 years and must not be changed!"

Of course, he wouldn't take it seriously. Later, Camillo sent her back to the room and asked her to undo the witchcraft. After saying a few words to her, he returned to his bedroom.

Maya's immature voice still echoed in his mind: Father Priest doesn't want you anymore...

How is this possible? Since he was asked to serve the bed, would Amedeo dare not come?

Camillo smiled wantonly, and suddenly pushed open the door of the dormitory—and there was no sign of Amedeo in the room.