The Crowned God [West Fantasy]

The envoys from the north have arrived at Wei Ya's palace. Soon, Camelot will visit the Southern Demon Realm as a king. He will be accompanied by the demon god Amedeo, the priest Moon Simona, and Princess Maya. Kiria will stay Come down to act as an agent for all government affairs, assisted by the capital guards and princes.

"Going on vacation—" Maya jumped off the dresser chair and ran for the door.

"Your Highness!!! You can't run like this, it's too disrespectful!" The nurse's scream came from behind.

Maya laughed and walked around the corridor and ran downstairs. The cleaning maids downstairs saw the princess curtsied and bowed quickly, and the wet nurse hurriedly chased after her: "Your Highness, it's still early for departure. Well, please go back to your room and rest for a while."

Maya puffed up her cheeks and looked around on her tiptoes, "I'm waiting here, my father sent someone to pick me up."

"Hehe, Your Highness must have misremembered, the capital guards said they would come only in the afternoon..."

The nurse was explaining patiently, when she saw a red figure appearing on the promenade of the courtyard, Yuesemona led the guards and came over, she bowed to Maya with a smile: "Good morning, princess Your Highness, it seems that you are ready to go, I thought I came too early."

Maya smiled mysteriously: "Because I dreamed about red last night, I knew you would come!"

There was a trace of surprise in Yuesemona's eyes, and then she covered her face with a smile: "It seems that His Highness's witch power has improved."

"Your Highness! Pay attention to your posture," the nurse quickly corrected Maya's posture, and asked Yuesemona while looking up, "May I ask if the time has changed? Didn't the commander of the capital city guard say that it was afternoon..."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Lord Jeremy has been transferred by the national teacher to patrol the city. As you know, His Majesty must ensure everything is safe when traveling. Your Royal Highness, please follow me to the main hall. I just want to invite the princess to have morning tea together. Woolen cloth."

Yuesemona spread out her hands and made a gesture of invitation. Under the supervision of the nurse, Maya reluctantly carried the skirt and swung it away like a lady. Once she disappeared from the nurse's sight, she indulged Ran and jumped up: "Oh - I'm so happy, I can finally meet Lilith!"

"Be careful," Yue Simona smiled, "Since when did His Highness get information from dreams?"

"It started... two or three years ago, what's the matter? Is it strange to have this kind of dream?" Maya asked with her head tilted.

Yuesemona sighed with emotion in a low voice: "To be able to predict the future in a dream, such a talent is so talented, it's no wonder that you are Solomon's wizard..."

"What Solomon?"

Yue Simona shook her head with a chuckle. She knew that Camillo had never told the child about the family, so she changed the subject and asked, "Does Your Highness have any other special abilities?"

Maya happily enumerated some tricks she knew: "I can heal wounds... It's too simple to make objects float, and... I can read the owner's feelings from the objects, the nurse's one The gemstone ring can feel a very warm sense of happiness, I heard that it was given to her by her mother..."

When the word "mother" was mentioned, little Maya's eyes suddenly darkened.

"What's wrong?" Yuesemona knelt down and looked at her with concern.

"When my father doesn't have time to visit me, I... often go to my mother's cemetery. I thought I could feel something, but... no... I touched my mother's tombstone, but I couldn't feel anything..."

Maya spoke intermittently, she was extremely wronged, biting her lower lip stubbornly, making her even more charming.At this time, an arm stretched out, and with just a lift, it held her in his arms.It's Camelot.

Maya looked at Camillo in surprise, and then jumped on his chest in surprise: "Father!"

Camillo smiled slightly: "Don't worry, your strength hasn't been fully developed yet, you will feel it later."

"Ok!"

Yuesemona stepped aside calmly. She knew that there was only one empty tomb in Margaret's garden, but this was a secret within the royal power, and she couldn't say anything.

Afterwards, Camelot took Maya and Yuesemona to Longhu Lake to have morning tea. Zero smelled Camelot's breath, and obediently lay on the lakeside waiting for his master to feed him.

"Fairy Dragon!"

Maya was very excited when she saw the Fairy Dragon, she kept throwing herself on it and playing with it, Ling ate the fresh fish prepared by Camelot, and threw the little guy off her body several times impatiently, but Maya still persisted Unremittingly trying to climb up, he was almost thrown into the lake by Zero, scaring the surrounding guards into a cold sweat.

But Camillo is still drinking tea calmly: "Don't worry, let her exercise, the descendants of the Dragon Clan will not be so weak."

Yuesemona nodded and smiled, then she looked away and said seriously, "Wang, when are you going to tell the princess about her life experience?"

Camillo paused and said softly, "...wait until she grows up."

"The princess has reached a sensible age, if you don't say anything, you won't be afraid of her guessing." Yue Simona frowned.

Camillo put down the teacup in his hand, stared at her for a moment, and said coldly: "If you have time to care about this, you might as well consider the matter of hemolysis between me and him!"

"My lord, I will never do something that violates the rules." Yuesemona replied softly, then she raised her eyebrows and looked at an empty seat beside her. Ao kept it, and the tableware was still neatly placed, "The lord didn't come today, and I don't know what kind of conflict happened between the two of you. It's been more than half a month since I saw you dining together. Now Even if a witch is willing to dissolve your blood for you, he might not agree—”

Snapped! ! !The teacup in Camillo's hand was directly shattered by the spiritual pressure.

Yue Simona has long been used to the days when being with a king is like a tiger, and she is not afraid, she smiled and said: "Today we are leaving for the south, Your Majesty, be careful not to hurt yourself."

Camillo stared at the empty seat with gloomy black eyes, got up abruptly and left, "I'll go find him."

He admitted that what he did last time was that he went too far, but it was also caused by Amedeo's inexplicable cold war. He asked his guards specifically, and the answer he got was that the relationship between the two has always been harmonious , It was Amedeo who took care of him when he was seriously ill.

Could it be that he forgot something important when he lost his memory?

Amedeo disappointed in him because of what promise he forgot?

For example, the wedding ring on Amedeo's hand, or the manuscript collection of poems...

He frowned and thought about the reason, and unknowingly he had already reached Amedeo's residence, the gorgeous door was closed tightly, and there was not even a guard who opened it for him.

The lonely king had no choice but to knock on the door himself.

The one who opened the door was a maid named Anne who was reused by Amedeo. Camillo had seen her when he was young, but Anne probably won't remember it many years later. She coiled the woman's hair He held his skirt in a bun and smiled politely: "Good morning, my king, Your Majesty Amedeo is not feeling well, so I'm afraid I won't be able to see you."

Before Camillo could speak, she closed the door.

At this moment, Amedeo was sitting on the sofa in the back room reading a book. Annie knocked on the door frame and walked into the room, covering her face with a smile and saying, "Your Majesty, His Majesty has come. You really want to shut him down."

Amedeo curled his lips, and turned another page in his hand: "At this time, he is not going to hand over government affairs, but to rectify the army, and what do he come to me for?"

At this time the door rang again - thump, thump, thump!

"Take it easy, I heard it!" Annie hurriedly ran to open the door, fearing that the door of their house would be smashed by this savage guy. Just as Annie unlocked the door, she pushed the door open forcefully and forced her way into the inner room. go.

Hearing the sound, Amedeo put down the book in his hand, and when he raised his eyes, he met Camillo who entered the room.

"..."

He stared at the other person's face with his deep blue eyes, was silent for a while, then lowered his eyes again, and calmly opened the book in his hand.

Camillo suppressed his dissatisfaction for the time being, and walked up to him with a frown: "I heard that you are unwell?"

"Yes," the blond deity raised his eyes and smiled, and his every move revealed an alienated elegance, "After all, the damage caused by a god will not be healed so easily, and it is normal to need a period of cultivation."

Camillo's expression moved slightly, he squatted down on one knee, and carefully looked at Amedeo's neck. There were faint red marks on his white jade-like skin, but there was no serious problem, not to mention that Amedeo was out of the house. Sometimes, he will use visual magic to cover up his scars.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes fell on the book in Amedeo's hand: "Hey, what are you reading?"

He leaned over to read the contents of the book clearly, but his long hair brushed Amedeo's lips inadvertently. The other party flinched away in a panic, but fell into his arms.

At that moment, Amedeo's face flushed slightly, but before Camillo noticed this scene, Amedeo grabbed his wrist in the next second and pressed him on the chair. On his back, he coldly scolded him to "pay attention to proportion".

"Sigh~ I'm so merciless," Camillo straightened his clothes in dissatisfaction, "Okay, okay, we've already made an agreement on this kind of thing, and I won't mess around without your consent."

He looked around the surrounding furnishings, and his eyes fell on the book of handwritten poems on the table. It was the book that Amedeo cherished very much. Unfortunately, the cover of the book of poems was a bit blurred. He picked it up and turned two pages. , It was found that the paper inside had also curled up and turned yellow.

"What are you going to do?" Amedeo snatched the poetry collection from him.

"Why are you so careful?" Camillo smiled and said, "I won't eat books again."

"It wasn't because of you last time! It fell from the city wall and soaked in the water for too long. The water was created by you with divine power, and it is difficult to restore it even with magic." Amedeo wiped it carefully. After wiping the cover of the book, he chanted another spell, and put the collection of poems into the magic space, for fear that Camillo would spoil it again.

"I..." Camillo looked at Amedeo's disappointed expression, and felt more guilty and regretful. He couldn't help holding Amedeo's hand, "Sorry, it's my fault."

The cool body temperature passed along the fingertips, Amedeo's eyes changed slightly, he moved his lips, but he still didn't say it in the end, if only you could be so gentle all the time.

Camillo's emotions are always fluctuating due to the influence of dark elements. To calm down his emotions, he must become stronger to overcome the darkness. He is so strong that he is not only the king of the demon world, but even the king of this world. , This is also the source of Shenting's uneasiness.

Boom, boom, boom—the court bells are ringing.

Amedeo held Camillo's hand tightly, and the corner of his mouth curled up with a very slight arc: "It's time to set off, my king."

The author has something to say: the clicks in the last three chapters are simply overwhelming, I have received the enthusiasm of Ni Meng, and I am back (>з<)