The Crowned God [West Fantasy]

"And what's your cock, Fiona?"

"Me? I want to become a magic warrior and prove to my father that even if I am a woman, I am still a brave and good fighter!" She said enthusiastically, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

Demon warrior is the title of a warrior who is good at both magic and force. In the Demon Empire, only men can get this title.

Camillo was out of his mind for a while, remembering that the Duke had confessed to him in private that Fiona would not be able to inherit Grelinburg, no matter how knowledgeable and talented she was, a daughter would always be a daughter, and only his future grandson could. Eligible to inherit Grelinburg.

This kind of thinking seems to be unique to the devil world.

As far as the border areas are concerned, this situation is not bad. Women are warm and free and easy, but tend to inland areas. Women wear corsets with thin waists, and then wipe their faces with lead powder until their necks are pure white like snow. Soft-spoken and soft-spoken, they were born with strict discipline, learned ladylike manners, and instilled in them the virtues recognized by men at the top of society.

In such a society, even if they are beautiful, well-educated, or some noble ladies can learn magic skills, they are only able to please the men of this society.

Fiona looked at Camillo's eyes, and suddenly felt a sour and displeased feeling in her heart: "Are you sympathizing with me!?"

"Sympathy?" He laughed casually. "Do I seem to be the kind of sympathetic person?"

Camillo stood up from the sofa, sheathed the saber and fastened it to the waist buckle. This series of movements was obviously very skillful, even with one hand, and every move had a chic and neat temperament. How equal can be said, you are not the only one who grew up in a miserable environment. If you were born in a wizard family, you will face patriarchy. Since you can’t change the environment, you can only escape from the environment, but you have failed. "

Speaking of fleeing, Fiona thought of the Dragon Valley incident, and the bloody scene she had heard appeared in her mind, and she suddenly froze.

"But... you are the new king of the Demon Realm now, don't you have the right to make laws to change the bad habits here?"

Camillo looked at her, with a pair of dark pupils that seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Why should I change? Miss Fiona, please think before you speak. I am also a beneficiary of this patriarchal society."

Fiona pursed her lips in anger, and scolded this shameless man in her heart, but when Camillo walked to the door and was about to leave, she suddenly raised her voice and said:

"However, if you liberate women, you will gain more believers!"

Camillo said leisurely: "I may also lose a large number of believers because of this, and the gain outweighs the loss."

Fiona was choked speechless, she paused, and suddenly said: "That's right! Warriors! You will get more warriors, won't you? As long as men and women can go to the battlefield, you will have more warriors to drive .”

Camillo turned around and laughed, that smile was more like teasing a junior: "Yes, I finally learned how to negotiate."

Two months later, with the promulgation of new laws, several unheard of regulations shocked the little devil world:

Magic Academy must enroll civilian female students? !

The proportion of women in the military management must not be less than one-tenth? !

The army has added a women's corps, and the leader must be a woman? !

"The king is simply crazy!" Duke Williams yelled angrily. He led more than a dozen subordinates and rushed all the way to the hall where Camelot lived, wanting to ask him for an explanation.

But today Camilo is not in the main hall, only Kylia is hanging on the roof beam to take a nap, she stretched herself, and lazily jumped down from the roof beam, "...Huh? What's wrong with the new law? Old man, In our Dragon Clan, the ratio of one-tenth is considered very low."

The Duke said sternly: "Ms. Kiria, orcs and our race are completely different things. The women of the demon race are not as physically fit as men. Such unrealistic laws are harming women!"

The Duke spoke eloquently, with an awe-inspiring look for the sake of women in the world.

Kylia suppressed the sneer in her heart, nodded thoughtfully on her face, touched her chin and said, "What you said seems to make sense, but what I actually saw is another matter. La is a formidable character, so many male mages are not as good as him, and besides, Miss Fiona can defeat a few guards without any problem with her sword."

"What!" The Duke's voice was slightly stiff, "When did my daughter fight with someone?"

Kiria smiled without saying a word, but cast her eyes out of the window.

The Duke quickly looked out, his heart skipped a beat, and he saw Fiona standing on a flat platform with Camelot, holding a long sword in both hands, wearing leather protective gear, and wearing a neat suit. Leather shirt and lambskin boots, dressed like the western horse thieves on the frontier, there is no appearance of a big girl.

Under the scorching sun, her hair was wet with sweat and sticking to her cheeks. I don't know what Camelot whispered to her, but Fiona suddenly raised the sword to the top of her head, shouted from a distance, and swung the sword at him.

The Duke's expression changed drastically immediately: "Presumptuous!"

He instantly used a teleportation technique to carry himself onto that platform. Unexpectedly, the scene in front of him was that Camillo clamped the blade of the sword firmly with two fingers, and reprimanded him severely: "How many times have I said that?" , When you hold the sword, you must face the enemy sideways, so that you can narrow your target."

Fiona snorted unconvinced: "That... can't stand firmly."

"That's because your foundation is not solid. If you still swing your sword like just now, you will be dead in actual combat."

The Duke opened his mouth in astonishment. Considering his identity, he coughed deeply: "My lord, what are you doing?"

Camelot's brows were slightly furrowed, and when he turned his eyes, the frightening indifference of his body forced the Duke's next questioning words back.

He said lightly: "I can't understand her temperament like a big lady, so I brought it out to hone it."

The Duke was stunned. For so many years, he had recruited the best nuns to raise Fiona into a delicate and charming noble lady, but Camillo actually only said one sentence—I don't like it?

Fiona quickly ran over and wrapped her arms around her father, her almond eyes glistened, she pouted angrily and said, "Father, I don't want to practice either! But Kamilofei said that a girl from the Dragon Clan They all practice martial arts since childhood, if I don't practice, he won't like me."

Listening to her coquettish tone, Fiona felt goosebumps all over the floor, and muttered in her heart: Fart, who wants you to like me.

"This..." The duke's heart was buzzing in confusion, and he was dizzy for a while, so he could only comfort his daughter first, "My daughter has a strong character, how can such a small setback stump you."

He turned aside from the corner of his eye, and saw that Camillo was still standing upright, with one hand behind his back, his eyes under thick eyelashes were calm, and he was almost unmoved by Fiona's crying.

The Duke began to worry about the relationship between the two, and he began to explain himself. As long as the king is satisfied, it doesn't matter what the daughter suffers temporarily. The most important thing is to give birth to the eldest grandson as soon as possible.

He patted the back of his daughter's hand, regained the attitude of a strict father, and persuaded in a deep voice: "When you were young, you were not allowed to learn, and you still lost your temper. Now you know that you are tired after practicing martial arts, but the king is not thinking of you, don't be so Delicacy, girls of the dragon clan can learn it, why can't you!"

——This episode finally ended with Fiona's compromise. The Duke warned some things to be careful, and did not continue to intervene in the affairs of their husband and wife.

When her father left, a smile appeared on Fiona's face: "I just know..."

Camillo narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his index finger, and made a silent gesture to her, and only when he judged that the Duke was far away from here, he said: "Don't rush to be happy, just now I can't hold the sword stably, I will punish you Swing the sword a hundred times."

"Ah—?" Fiona let out a long sigh, which was too strict.

I heard that when Camilo was in Dragon Valley, he was taught martial arts by a demon. Could it be that the demon was so strict with him?

When she swung a hundred times, Fiona fell to her knees all of a sudden, she had no strength to raise her arms, the scorching sun above her head seemed to be roasting her, the continuous sweating made her extremely dehydrated, and her body collapsed The ground was wobbly, and he could barely support his body with the sword.

One thing is fair in this world, that is, in order to realize their dreams, everyone must pay the price.

In the beginning, Fiona could swing her sword a hundred times at her limit. Later, she could complete the task of swinging her sword a hundred times at sunrise. In the rest of the time, she learned actual combat skills from the generals. Camillo would occasionally Play a few tricks with her.

So there was such a rumor in the devil world that the new king preferred women with resolute personalities. For a while, this almost formed a trend. There is also a mode of blind date with martial arts, but this is already a later story.

At present, everyone believes that the relationship between their king and his wife Fiona is harmonious, and that Camillo is dedicated and affectionate. He only sleeps with Fiona every day and favors his wife everywhere. Blinding half of the Demon Realm, and sending down the cold air pressure on the other half of the Demon Realm, these two became the thorn in the side of Demon King Wei Ya.

One day after training, Fiona opened the door and found that the maid in charge of cleaning was holding her Bible. She was startled and shouted, "Give me back the book!"

The maid shook her head in a panic: "No, miss, how can you read such cult books, it's too scary, I have to report to Sir."

Camelot stopped at the door, glanced sharply around, and then opened his hands to the maid.The maid pursed her lips nervously, walked over quickly, lowered her head, and handed the Bible to him.

"Back off, I'll take care of this."

"Yes." The maid Nuonuo said.

After the maid left, Fiona finally breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, in private, she and Camillo were just ordinary friends. In addition, she was influenced by Kiria's character, and she no longer cared about Camillo's identity. , rushed over to grab the book: "Camilo, give me the book quickly."

Camillo dodged slightly, avoiding her hand, then walked to the desk, flipped through two pages casually, and said, "It's a little different from the original one, is it a new edition?"

Fiona is a follower of the Holy Cult of Light. He is very clear about this, but he doesn't really care about it. , There is no big splash at all.

Fiona hurriedly chased after it: "The members of the Holy Cult just sent it to me recently, return it to me quickly!"

"If your father knows that you are still connected with the cult..."

He laughed jokingly, and turned a page inward, his gaze stayed on the brand new page, his fingers froze when he turned the page, his body tensed like a bowstring, as if he had been frozen in an instant, a moment later , he stiffly read the words on the book:

"Goddess of music."

Camillo's face was still indifferent, his lips were slightly pursed, it seemed to be the same as usual, but he was unusually... depressed.

Fiona stopped in her tracks and blinked suspiciously: "Do you know him?"

"It can be called—it is unforgettable." His slender fingers slowly brushed the platinum-branded god's name, and suddenly his eyes darkened, and he closed the page with a snap.