The Crowned God [West Fantasy]

After staying in Curran for a while, Camillo and the others set off for Wadleigh.

Fiona carefully observed Camillo and Amedeo along the way, not letting go of any clues. It is understandable that Camillo is relatively cold and withdrawn, but the demon god is also completely aloof. Along the way, he was serious and ambiguous!Interact too!

As for Jeremy, this log has been taking care of the child, except for answering Camillo's questions, the rest of the time he doesn't talk to others at all.

Fiona was really suffocated in the carriage, and she finally got to a place where she could rest for a while. She immediately got out of the carriage and went to the woods to take a breath of fresh air. When she looked up, she saw hanging on the treetops Several bright orange fruits.

"Orange fruit!" Fiona picked some orange fruit with wind magic, ran to the carriage excitedly, and enthusiastically handed an orange fruit to Amedeo, "Here, I picked it on the tree, it's sweet Already!"

Her eyes sparkled excitedly, and it was time to reveal the key question, whether it was Amedeo who fed Camillo, or Camillo who came to help him skin it!

She looked at Camillo expectantly, but saw that guy was lazily leaning on the carriage, while Jeremy knelt beside him, peeled an apple with his sword, and handed it to Camillo respectfully.

"..." Fiona's beating heart instantly petrified.

Jeremy what the hell are you doing!Finally, the time has come to expose the relationship between the two, why did you cut, apple, and fruit for Camillo!

Camillo took a bite of the apple, narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Fiona and said, "Hey, do you like Amedeo?"

Fiona took a step backward in horror: "No!"

Camillo glanced at the orange fruit in her arms, and deliberately mocked: "Actually, it doesn't matter if you like it. You are not immediate relatives, there is still hope..."

Fiona blushed with anger, and threw the fruit in her bosom to the ground: "The only male god I admire is Yimil, handsome, gentle and kind, such a perfect man is like the prince charming in fairy tales! "

"Tsk tsk, I really can't touch it at all." Camillo took a few more bites of the apple, threw the apple core into the dark element at hand, and was quickly swallowed completely, "Then you can continue to dream. , the little beauty who lives in fairy tales."

Camillo turned and walked into the carriage, while Fiona was still full of resentment and stood there angrily.

A golden light floated from the ground, collected all the orange fruits, and sent them to Fiona. Amedeo looked down at her gently, and stretched out his hand to give her a hand, "Get in the car, he is just Just kidding."

Fiona sniffled, nodded vigorously, and said in her heart: Thank you, grandpa!

Amedeo's movements froze for a moment, because gods can hear the voices of mortals. He looked up at Camillo, and sure enough, the other party was laughing so hard that his body twitched.

"..." Grandpa or something...

The carriage finally arrived at Wadley King City, and the cavalry team drove out from the city gate. They lined up in two rows on both sides of the road, got off their horses neatly, took off their helmets, and stood at attention to the carriage in the middle of the road. The armor shone solemnly in the sun.

Camillo leaned lazily by the window, squinting at the queue outside the window, "Interesting, when I came here last time, I made a surprise attack from the air."

From the rebels to the king, it was like a dream in a trance.

Jeremy ordered the two unicorns in front of the carriage to stop in Demon language, then he opened the door and put down a ladder by the door, but Camillo jumped out of the carriage without waiting for him to set up the ladder, and He took the baby in his arms.

Then Amedeo and Fiona also got out of the carriage, and they walked through the cavalry line. The nearest cavalryman knelt down to salute the new king. As he adjusted his position, finally all the knights knelt on one knee in the direction of Camillo.

Yuesemona had been waiting at the gate of the city early. She was very eye-catching in a red dress. This was the first time Amedeo saw this woman. She looked very mature and steady yet young. She seemed to be a very unapproachable woman. However, when Camillo walked in front of her, he and Simona showed very peaceful smiles, walked forward and bowed lightly, with the demeanor of an upper-class aristocrat.

Regardless of her posture and demeanor, she was much better than Fiona, a real nobleman. She subconsciously moved her steps and hid behind Jeremy.

Yue Simona gave her a gentle smile: "Your Highness Fiona, we meet again."

"Hehe...Your Highness, you are too flattering to me haha..." Fiona covered her mouth with one hand and patted Jeremy on the shoulder embarrassedly.

Jeremy's face darkened: "You woman, what are you doing hiding behind me all this time!"

Yuesemona still looked at Camillo with a smile: "King, welcome back to Wadley. Your bedroom has been furnished, and rooms have been reserved for a few guests. Please come with me."

She used the wizard's spell to create a flying blanket, and several people looked down on Wadley King City from the air. This is a rich city worthy of being the capital of commerce. Exquisite reliefs, gorgeous minaret buildings, and skylights on the top of the tower can be seen everywhere. On the streets of the city, many curious residents cheered for the flying carpet in the air.

Yuesemona brought several people to the central castle, led them to the room to rest, and thoughtfully left several servants behind.

"My lord, you can come to the rooftop to see me after you have a rest. I have something to discuss with you." Yuesemona said this in an easy-going and polite manner. Before she left, her eyes lingered meaningfully on the baby's face for a while.

Camillo handed the child to Jeremy's care without paying much attention, then turned back, walked into Amedeo's room, and locked the door.

The sound alarmed Amedeo. He was standing at the window, and when he heard the sound, he turned his head. The setting sun in the evening reflected on his long hair, which was so beautiful and refreshing.

"You didn't talk much all the way." Camillo stepped forward, clasped his hand, and asked indifferently and arrogantly, "Why?"

Amedeo looked down at the interlocking hands of the two, and smiled faintly: "Aren't you too?"

"May!" Camillo frowned, trying to pull his hand away.

But Amedeo clasped his hands tightly at this moment, his voice suddenly became heavy, and he said in a serious tone: "You once said that I will only treat you well when there is no one around."

He paused, and continued: "Camilo, don't you treat me the same way? When you are in front of people, you also subconsciously keep a distance from me."

"Oh—?" Camillo raised his eyebrows indifferently, "You mean about Fiona?"

"No," Amedeo felt a little disappointed in his heart, but the strange thing is that he didn't understand where this loss came from, he just felt a little bitter in his throat, "Fiona is fine, except for her In addition, you never show that you are intimate with me in front of others. When I was at the gate of the city just now, Jeremy was the one who introduced my identity, but you didn't look at me at all. Do you not want others to know..."

"Afraid that others will know that you and I are lovers?" Camillo squeezed his chin, forcing him to lower his head and meet his gaze.

"Is...really?" Amedeo wanted to ask him clearly, but now he suddenly lost his confidence and even spoke incoherently. After all, Camillo never said that he liked him, and he never said that they were in the end. what relationship.

"Otherwise, what else could it be?" Camillo raised the corners of his mouth maliciously, and kissed him lightly, "I like you, I like to take off your dress layer by layer, and then devour it inch by inch. Biting your skin, looking at the majestic and dignified Demon God, with a shy and bewildered expression on his face, he opened his legs to accept my attack..."

Amedeo's face froze. He didn't feel comfortable hearing such obscene words, so he pulled out his hand suddenly, turned and left in displeasure.

But Camillo continued: "I want to keep you by my side forever, let the whole world know that you are mine, we get married, you become my queen, and then give birth to a beautiful child... "

"Enough!" Amedeo gritted his teeth, his face was flushed, and he had to use anger to cover up his shyness at this time, "I will not marry you, let alone... the two men also Can't have a baby!"

Camillo smiled lazily, and put his arms around his waist from behind, "Can't you still rely on hemolysis?"

Amedeo's eyes widened in shock. Could it be that Camillo is serious, hemolysis can only be done once in a lifetime, and only those who love each other can successfully hemolysis?

He knew that Camillo didn't like children, but unlike Camillo, he loved children... and had always looked forward to having children of his own.

"But," Amedeo said softly, "don't you already have that dragon baby girl?"

Camillo lazily gave a "hmm", and then said, "Just give her to Jeremy. In a few days, I'll convince that kid to adopt her as an adopted daughter."

He had already thought about this matter on the way, and he would never let that girl call him "Dad" again. This kind of thing must be corrected since childhood.

As for the child, it didn't matter if Amedeo only contributed some blood, as long as it pleased him.

"By the way, Yuesemona asked me to meet just now, let's go together," Camillo took Amedeo's hand, and smiled ambiguously in his ear, "You can also discuss some children's affairs by the way. thing."

The author has something to say: I feel that the flag is so obvious.