The Crowned God [West Fantasy]

"Your Majesty, this child has scratched your antique cabinet like this, look! There are sawdust all over the floor!" The maid dragged Camillo to Amedeo, her face flushed with anger, her eyebrows Almost twisted into a knot.

Camillo looked up at his father, bit his lip, and said nothing.

Amedeo put down the proposal book in his hand and looked down at him majesticly: "Why do you want to do this?"

"...When I was sleeping, I unconsciously..."

"Camilo!" Amedeo emphasized, "Do you think I didn't look at you when you fell asleep! Don't make excuses, tell me the truth."

Camillo lowered his head and stared at his toes. After a while, he said aggrievedly, "I... grind my claws."

Amedeo froze for a moment, stretched out his hand and pulled him to him, "Show me your nails."

Camillo snorted with his mouth puffed out, and he flung Amedeo's hand away angrily. Then he turned his wrist, his five fingers pointed upwards, and his fingertips slowly stretched out two centimeters long hook-shaped nails. There was a cold light as sharp as a blade.

Although the maid had heard about Camelot's orc blood, she was still frightened by the sight. She took a step backwards, covering her mouth and screaming "ah".

Amedeo glanced at her coldly, waved her back, and then pulled Camillo into his arms, his face softened a lot, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Why do you want to sharpen your claws? "

Camillo puffed his cheeks and said angrily, "It won't scratch you after it's smoothed."

"...I see." Amedeo couldn't help laughing, he hugged Camillo to his lap, held his little hand in one hand, and held a nail clipper in the other, smoothing his fingertips carefully.

"Ah - well, let's pack it like this." Camillo's voice interrupted his thoughts.

Amedeo looked into the crib, and couldn't help twitching his eyebrows. The diaper was almost wrapped into a pair of pants by Camillo, and the baby kicked his legs dissatisfied, trying to kick off the burden wrapped around him.

Camillo smiled with satisfaction: "Very well, this is enough for her to play all afternoon, and I don't have to hug her."

Amedeo stared at the baby wrapped in cloth strips in the cradle, with rare sympathy in his eyes, he gently poked the baby's face: "Don't worry... just wait until the guard just came back .”

"Oh, why do I always feel that I still have a smell on my body?" Camillo's sense of smell was too sensitive, and he couldn't bear the vague smell, so he took off his underwear.Show off your bare shoulders and abs.

At this time, Jeremy just pushed the door open and entered, "Your Majesty..." His face froze, and he immediately knelt down, "Excuse me, I should inform you before coming in, it's my stupidity!"

Camillo said indifferently: "Oh, you came just in time, please take care of the child, I'll take a bath under the waterfall."

Amedeo was about to follow, but Jeremy blocked his way with a sword and asked indifferently, "Why are you following?"

"It's okay, it's the same for him to follow." Camillo said with a smile, he pulled Amedeo out of the house, his toes touched the water surface, and the spiritual pressure instantly stirred up water splashes several meters high, covering the two of them in a silver light Among the shimmering water curtains, the children watching were stunned by the splash. Camillo smiled slightly, took the opportunity to hug Amedeo, and led him straight to the waterfall.

At this time, Fiona was hiding behind the pillars of the house, and she had a panoramic view of the scene. She covered her mouth and giggled, then she turned into the house and whispered to Jeremy mysteriously: "Hey, you just had Didn't notice any difference in Camelot?"

Jeremy was busy untying the baby's diaper, so he glanced sideways at her: "A king is a king, what difference can it make?"

"Character!" Fiona gesticulated excitedly, "A normal Camillo wouldn't use honorifics, wouldn't show a soft smile, and wouldn't..."

Jeremy's face darkened, and he interrupted her seriously: "The king's temperament is not necessarily caused by the erosion of dark elements. This is the solution that Kiria-sama has been working hard on. I am also here to help her record the changes in Wang's emotions. , I can't tolerate you joking here."

"Oh..." Fiona pouted, and walked out of the bamboo building with a bored face, but...sometimes Camillo is surprisingly cute. She propped her chin, recalling the vague Unclear phantom, is Amedeo hugging Camelot, or is Camelot hugging Amedeo?

The demon god is taller, the former one is more reasonable, but...the latter one seems to be inexplicably loved hehehe...

"Patta." Fiona's saliva dripped down. The two people have been entangled for a long time. Who gets on and who gets off is a very important issue. Instead of making up my mind here, it's better to go and see for yourself.

Camillo put Amedeo on a stone pillar by the waterfall, and the water vapor falling from the sky hits his face, refreshing.On the right is the pouring down Kuran Waterfall, the majestic waterfall roaring down from above, the rapid water flow stirs up a cloud of snow foam, which may be mixed with shining blue light, which is absolutely wonderful.

The sound of the waterfall almost muffled the voice of speaking, so Camillo moved closer to Amedeo's ear and said, "Take off your clothes."

Before Amedeo could react, Camillo had already untied his clothes, stretched out his arms, jumped off the stone pillar, and fell straight into the blue lake below, sparking a snow-white, shimmering silver cloud. Light splashes.

After a while, he poked his head out of the water. His wet hair was draped over his left shoulder, covering the hideous scar on his shoulder. He hooked the corner of his mouth with a teasing smile: "Aren't you going to come down?"

Swimming naked in the wild, Amedeo was still a little shaken. He stretched out his hand to cover his collar, and gently undid a silver buckle, exposing his slender neck to the air.

Camillo climbed up the stone pillar again, walked around in front of Amedeo, took off his cumbersome dress decoration, and took off the gemstone belt, followed by an exquisite gold-encrusted dress robe, a gray gauze shirt, and the innermost one. A pure white close-fitting underwear outlined his slender and perfect physique.

"The barrier has been set up by the priest, so don't worry about anyone coming." Camillo's smile was very peaceful, and the shame in his heart was relieved a little bit, "Dragon Valley is very short of water, and I often go to the far stream in the morning fetching water, so when I came to Kuran, I fell in love with it right away.”

Amedeo stared at his smile, with a slight blush on his skin. He often couldn't tell whether his love for Camillo started when he was a child, or he was attracted by his dark side. up.

But when he saw Camillo like this now, his personality returned to his original gentleness, exactly the same as when he was a child.Not only did he not feel the sense of estrangement between the adoptive father and son, but he was a little tremblingly excited, and he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed of his own thoughts.

"What's the matter?" Camillo clasped his bare waist and laughed happily, "If you lose your mind, I will pull you into the water together."

He had already pulled Amedeo to the edge of the stone pillar, exerted a little force in his arms, and brought the two of them down together. Amedeo closed his eyes reflexively, held his breath, and only heard Ka Milo's big laugh.

As a result, Camillo naturally choked on a big mouthful of water. He was just about to surface when he was suddenly dragged by his feet, causing him to fall into the water again. He poked his head out angrily, "What are you doing... "

On the water, Amedeo was holding his ankle, lowered his head, and kissed his toes lightly.

Camillo was completely stunned.

"Do you know that kissing feet means loyalty?" Amedeo narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Camillo should be happy, but... he is different from the other Camillo. He respected Amedeo since he was a child, admired him, and worshiped him as a holy light. He didn't need and didn't want to see Ahmedeo. Medeo knelt down and bowed before him.

He smiled dryly, then swam to the shore, and said without emotion: "I'm tired, I'll lie down and rest for a while."

Amedeo had raised him and could almost see the depression in his eyes.

He also walked onto the shore, bent over Camillo, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter, you don't like me doing this?"

Camillo opened his eyes and looked into his blue eyes: "...Mei, did you just think of me as 'him' and that's why you did this?"

"Don't you think the difference between the two characters is not the same person?" Amedeo raised his hand to stroke his face.

Camillo frowned and shook his head.

"Hehe," Amedeo smiled lightly, "I think so too, no matter what kind of character you are, you are you."

At this time, it was on a tree tens of meters away.

Fiona was coiled on the branch of the tree, peeking at the scene under the waterfall with a smirk, her face blushing with satisfaction, oh hehe, Amedeo is on top, and Camillo is on the bottom... Sure enough, height is king.

"If you don't like it, you can say it, you should know that you can use 'command' to me." Amedeo said in his ear.

Camillo's expression tightened, and he immediately said: "I took you away from Wei Ya, but I didn't come to restrict you! I want you to be free, that's all!"

"Freedom..." Amedeo sighed faintly, "Then even if I leave you, am I still free?"

He had been teasing Camillo, but the joke had gone too far, and by the time he realized it, it was too late.

Camillo's eyes turned black almost in an instant, and he immediately clasped Amedeo's arm, turned over and pressed him under him, with his knee between his legs, and then grabbed Amedeo with one hand Ao's neck, the cold light in his eyes looked down at him, and his tone was too threatening: "Say it again."

Amedeo was pressed on the beach, his blond hair slanted down, his eyelashes moved, and his voice was hoarse: "You hurt me..."

Camelot frowned slightly, but let him go.

"Hehe," Amedeo smiled gently, "I'm just kidding, the sentence just now, including the sentence just now."

Camillo narrowed his eyes, stroked his palms down, and pressed them on his chest. He lowered his body and said close to Amedeo: "I allow you physical freedom, but this place will always belong to me. , Never betray me, this is the order of the king."

He leaned forward and kissed Amedeo almost before he could respond...

Fiona, who was watching from a distance: "!" Damn it, this counterattack must have come too fast.She crawled on the branch and continued to move forward, trying to get a better look.

Suddenly an undercurrent sprang out of the water, cutting off the trunk she was climbing in an instant, "Plop!" Fiona fell into the water again, was entangled by the undercurrent again, and forcibly took a few mouthfuls of lake water, "Camilo You#￥%~?#￥”

She was struggling to jump on the water, at least let me take a second look, who is on it? !