The Crowned God [West Fantasy]

Driven by magic, an unmanned piano made a beautiful melody. This is a country tune, which may not be appreciated by nobles, but it is a rare song for magicians in remote areas. Back to the elegant enjoyment.

The Wizards Association in Allen Bay is open as usual. These associations are distributed all over the world. In addition to providing external employment services, they also set up teleportation arrays between various strongholds. As long as there are strongholds, they can teleport to each other. It is very convenient but the price is also particularly expensive. .

Several free mages were drinking wine at the bar. The bartender opened a bottle of cheap white wine for them, and the bottle floated over to fill up the glasses in front of them one by one.

"Hey, have you heard that there is an empty island in the heavens that crashed, it was so big—it fell down, and hundreds of high-level magicians were used in the next city, and they were only sent to clean up the ruins in the sea."

"You have no culture. It's called Yanling Island. It's well-known in the heavens, and it's still ruled by gods."

Someone took a deep breath: "Since it is ruled by God, why did it crash so well?"

"What's the matter? There are few incidents of being abandoned by gods these days. What kind of gods do you believe in? If you want me to say, it's materialism! For example, money, it's so real hahahaha."

Amidst the laughter of these people, a man in black walked into the door. He walked to the reception desk at the innermost side of the association hall without saying a word, put a money bag on the counter, and said: " Use teleport service."

The old man on duty looked up lazily, seeing that the young man was just a half-demon with black hair and black eyes, he couldn't help but doubt whether he could afford the high service fee.The old man stood up and untied the purse, the golden coins inside scared him a lot, yo!Unexpectedly, he was actually quite rich. The old man saw the man wearing a valuable wedding ring on his middle finger, and couldn't help but think to himself, this kid must have gotten into a rich family by getting married.

The old man smacked his lips and sighed twice, bowed and smiled and asked, "Where are you going?"

Camillo noticed the change in the old man's face, but since he left Yanling Island, his temperament suddenly became milder. At this time, he had no intention of caring about such trivial matters, and just briefly reported the place name: "Pulley Switch."

"Pliswich?" The old man twitched his beard and quickly advised, "Young man, you can't go to this place. The rebels have already reached Priswich."

Camillo was amused by his reaction: "It's okay, I'm just going to meet people, I won't stay for long."

The old man shook his head: "That's not what it means, look, the royal flag is still hanging at our gate, and the Association of Magicians on the territory of the rebels must belong to the rebels at the moment, and our association must not be in the hostile camp. The current situation is turbulent, and we are also doing it to protect ourselves."

"I can pay you double."

"This, this, this..." The old man frowned and looked at the money bag full of gold coins, but pushed it back reluctantly, "No, no, absolutely not."

Camillo had no choice but to take back the money, and when he was thinking about how to go back to the barracks to see Kiria, a gentle male voice came from behind:

"Excuse me, are you going to Preswich?"

He turned his head and saw a blond man standing behind him. His long hair was smooth and his skin was fair. He wore a sapphire-decorated earring on his left ear, and a white brocade robe was sewn with complicated blue patterns. It was in stark contrast to the lifelessness of Camillo's black suit.

Even in this old room, such a person seems to be wearing a soft halo, dazzling like an angel from the dust, and the eyes of many people in the room are involuntarily attracted.

He smiled at Camillo, his peach eyes were slightly curved like crescent moons, "I am a teleportation mage, and I happen to be going to Preswich, why not go with you."

As soon as everyone heard that he was a teleportation mage, they turned around wisely. This is the profession that earns the most money these days. Who calls teleportation magic boring and difficult to learn? There are very few who can become advanced teleportation mages. Coming from a magical family, it's no wonder that he has a noble temperament.

Camillo froze for a moment, then asked cautiously, "Do I know you?"

"My name is Arthur, don't you know me now?" The other party blinked his beautiful eyes, and extended his right hand to him in a friendly manner.

"Ka...Karl." Camillo blushed slightly because he was lying, he subconsciously turned sideways to avoid the other party, and did not shake hands with him, "I will pay you when we arrive at Preswich."

Arthur chuckled twice, and said softly, "What a shy person."

Camilo covered his face and let out a dry cough. He wanted to switch to another personality to ease the embarrassment, but his body refused to respond to him. Kiria also said that only a large emotional fluctuation can temporarily switch personality.

Fortunately, Arthur didn't continue to tease him. He asked Camillo to wait for a while, walked into the lounge by himself, and walked out with a little girl.The girl was wearing a foreign dress and a short black cloak, with curly brown hair hanging behind her. She noticed Camillo's gaze, and she raised her head to stare at him intently. Those big honey brown eyes were very beautiful, but None of the emotions a child should have.

"This is Lilith," Arthur introduced, "This child is not very talkative."

"Is she your daughter?" Camelot asked.

Arthur smiled and shook his head: "Why, I'm not married yet."

Camelot wondered, "Then she is..."

"Brother," the girl said suddenly, her voice was soft and sweet, she pointed to a green bottle on the shelf and said, "I want that bottle."

She kept staring at Camillo, and it was obvious that the "brother" was not addressed to Arthur, but to Camillo.

"I'm sorry," Arthur quickly apologized, "Lilith is like this sometimes, just make a request to others casually, just ignore it..."

"It's okay." Camillo smiled, paid the money and handed the bottle to the little girl.

Lilith took the glass bottle and didn't smile or say thank you. She just nodded and said, "Game points: three hundred."

Camillo gave her a puzzled look, while Arthur naturally changed the topic and chatted about the local human geography.Although this person's origin is unknown, he is very skilled in teleportation magic. It only took half an hour from the formation to the arrival at Preswich.

Before parting, Camillo remembered a question: "Arthur, why are you here?"

This is the front line of the war, so he naturally has to be careful of some outsiders, not to mention that the other party is an excellent magician.However, Arthur's reply to him was extremely vague, and he smiled gently: "Because someone needs me."

……

To avoid revealing his identity, Camillo didn't say anything to him, and went back to the barracks alone. Everyone here recognized him. When the soldiers saw him, they knelt down and saluted, and the commander led him to Kiria's residence.

But after entering the house, Kiriya was not in the room, maybe she was out to lead the army for drills, and the commander ran out to find her in a hurry.

Camelot glanced around the room, and his eyes fell on the desk. Kiria had a box for storing documents, and magic was cast on it, and only her and Camelot's fingerprints could be identified.At this time, Kylia has not returned yet, and Camillo is going to review the documents for a while.

He opened the box, and what was placed in his mouth was not a document, but a letter. Since it was in the box, it must not be Kiria's personal letter. Camillo opened it casually and glanced at it, but his body froze. Pupils dilated slightly in disbelief.

At this time, Kiriya opened the door and walked in, "Ka, you're back!"

Seeing Camillo holding the letter in both hands, she exclaimed in surprise: "Your left hand..."

"This letter," Camillo interrupted her hoarsely, "is it from a secret agent in Dragon Clan who has contact with you?"

Kiriya nodded: "To be precise, the spies passed it to Shacheng first, and then handed it over to me."

The letter stated that since the birth of Camelot, the patriarch Roger had entered and exited the hemolytic chamber with Sobika many times. Besides, there was no indication that Roger had any contact with other wizards.

That is to say—his wizard lineage, apart from being inherited from Sobika Solomon, there is no other possibility.

Camillo asked hesitantly, "Sobika is my... biological mother?"

Kiriya sighed: "I'm afraid this may be difficult for you to accept, but I remember that when I was young, Sobika was only over middle-aged, and now his hair is gray, and the life expectancy of dragons is longer than that of demons and humans." And we also found out that the Solomon clan is mostly of human-devil hybrid blood, and the lifespan is probably only a quarter of that of the dragon clan."

Camillo slowly put down the letter, "The two parties of hemolysis need to be relatives or people who love each other. If Roger has feelings for Sobika, why does no one in the dragon know?"

"... People like Roger don't allow themselves to have weaknesses, so even if they love, they won't say it." Kylia frowned, not wanting to feel sorry for Roger, she put away the letter , "Let's not talk about this now, there are more important things waiting for you to deal with now."

"what?"

Kylia took out a piece of black kraft paper from the box, and stuffed it to Camillo, "It's not your wife——Fiona, she secretly led soldiers to fight while you were away, even though she was wearing a helmet to cover her face, no I know how I was recognized, and now I am held hostage by the enemy, the news has not yet reached the Duke, and now the enemy wants to negotiate with you."

Troubled woman, why didn't she die in battle?

Before Camillo opened his mouth, another tone of "Camilo" popped up in his mind reflexively, as if another character was about to come out agitatedly, he frowned, trying his best to calm down the ups and downs of emotion.

"Ca?" Kelia keenly felt his depression for a moment, she pinched Camillo's cheek, and teased, "What's the matter?"

Seeing Kiria's smiling face, the feeling of irritability seemed to calm down a little bit, and he asked with some hesitation in his clear voice: "Kilia, my other look... I mean the bad side, will Is it annoying?"

"How could it be?" Kylia grinned, "From a medical point of view, your memory and consciousness are coherent, so it's all about you."

"I'm on Lingling Island..." Camillo briefly recounted his experience on Lingling Island, and his voice gradually sank, "...I always feel that falling to the island is my responsibility."

Kylia snorted coldly: "What are you talking about? The most important thing is that you healed your own hand. Can't a god even save an island? You gave her the right to choose, and it was obviously Pella who gave up. own believers."

This calmed down Camillo's mind. He smiled slightly, lowered his head and opened the official letterhead in his hand. The golden handwriting was reflected in his eyes. He was familiar with this kind of handwriting.Amedeo is very rigorous when writing, so he writes heavily and finishes lightly. He habitually pauses his pen at the end of a sentence. The appearance of Amedeo holding the pen appears in front of his eyes. The face was covered with light and shadow, the long eyelashes drooped, and delicate lines were drawn from the corners of the eyes.

He closed his eyes, closed the letter and said, "Don't worry, I will go alone to rescue Fiona."

"you alone?!"

Camillo nodded and said, "Lead your troops around the enemy camp and continue to march towards the capital of the Demon Realm."

Ji Liya's eyes lit up, and she immediately reacted: "Oh--strife, haha, I understand, I will kill them all."

Camillo thought for a few seconds, then added: "Without my order, you must not attack the capital, nor kill Weya."

After all, Fiona is still in their hands, and a fight may put her in danger. However, he did not expect that Amedeo came to Priscitch, and the garrison here is no longer safe, so he sent Kiria to lead her After the army left, he acted secretly by himself, trying to avoid confrontation with the demon god.

In the evening, the sky was getting darker, and the shadows of all the buildings were elongated, and the sky was filled with deep and light red, mixed with light and blue.

Camilo climbed up the wall of the enemy's Governor's Mansion, and dexterously climbed on a crossbar on the wall, barely making any sound. When the patrolling guards passed by, he leaped into the air and turned into a black shadow to sneak through the crack of the door. went in.

For the sake of caution, he didn't use his senses, and could only explore the layout here a little bit. Finally, he followed the two maids who delivered the food into the basement. There was a row of empty cells here. From the conversation between the two maids, it can be inferred that Fiona Just lock in one of them.

Camillo took a step forward and stunned the two maids with a knife in each hand. At this moment, he suddenly noticed movement behind him.

"Who!"

He suddenly drew his knife and slashed back, a bright light rose behind him, blocking his attack like a barrier, when the light disappeared, the opponent's face emerged, a man in white was leading a girl.

"Arthur?" Camillo opened his eyes wide, and only a second later, all the surprise in his eyes faded away, his black pupils sank suddenly, his brows and eyes were quickly stained with a cold color, and the aura around him suddenly changed. It was sharp and vicious.

"Or should I call you—Imeler, God of Light."