[Comprehensive British and American] The Second Coming of the Demon King

Although the elves didn't understand why their prince asked to build two ships, their lives over the years had made them accustomed to obey Legolas' orders.

Legolas also worked with the elves, and Monigus naturally wouldn't stand by, so he also helped out as much as he could.

At least, using spells to chop down trees is faster than elves using axes.

When the two wooden boats were manufactured, Monigus also had to feel that the elves were really born with a pair of skillful hands. The boats were not only strong but also extremely delicate, and even had decorative patterns engraved on them.

It doesn't look like it took three days to make hastily.

Monigus touched the exquisite pattern and sighed, and was dragged into the sea by the elves who couldn't wait any longer. They couldn't wait another day.

In fact, Monigus was also in an uneasy mood, maybe the distance between him and Lucius was only this sea.

After clenching their fists, Monigus and Legolas boarded a boat, and the remaining elves boarded another boat.

In fact, this was specially arranged by Legolas. Although he decided to take Monigus to the Overseas Wonderland, he didn't want to drag his fellow clans down. They didn't have this obligation.

Therefore, such an arrangement is obviously the most appropriate.

The two boats moved quickly one after another, and their sea journey began.

However, this journey was indeed not as smooth as he and Legolas predicted, and it could even be said to be dangerous.

Not long after the two ships set off, Monigus and Legolas gradually lost sight of the ship carrying the other elves.

They could only watch the boat sailing into the mist bit by bit. At the beginning, they could still see the shadow dimly. Gradually, the boat seemed to be getting farther and farther away.

Such a change made Monigus and Legolas' hearts sink, and they looked at each other. They both knew that the situation they were facing now was probably the worst that they had expected.

And when the boat completely disappeared from the sight of Monigus and Legolas, they all held their weapons subconsciously, which not only allowed them to react quickly to the next situation, but also gave their sense of spiritual security.

Monigus smiled wryly: "It seems that my hope of reaching the Overseas Fairyland is very slim, and you have been implicated."

Legolas raised his eyebrows, didn't say anything, just looked around more vigilantly with the bow and arrow.

Gradually, they felt that the originally docile waves became violent, and even seawater began to pour into the boat continuously.

In order to reduce the impact of the waves hitting the hull, Monigus kept protecting the hull with armor. At this time, Legolas was in a bit of a panic, and his bow and arrow were completely useless against such a situation.

I can only use the container to continuously splash the seawater poured into the hull, which is not very useful but makes myself even more embarrassed.

Monigus saw that Legolas was unable to do what he wanted, and used his magic power to find a way to shape the poured water into a water dragon, so as to continuously pump them out.

Although the effect is quick, this method also has a very big shortcoming, that is, it consumes a lot of magic power.

Monigus knew he wouldn't last long.

At this moment, the sound of "duo duo duo" began to come from the ship, which was definitely not the sound caused by the waves hitting the ship.

"It really doesn't stop for a moment." Monigus muttered in a low voice.

And Legolas had drawn out his feathered arrow and put it on the bowstring, "It's a sea beast." He shouted loudly.

Immediately, the feathered arrow was shot out, and blood continuously burst out in the seawater, soaking the originally clear seawater.

The smiles on the corners of Monigus and Legolas' lips were a little helpless. They both knew that when the arrows were exhausted, the magic power would also be exhausted. Now they can only hold on for a while.

Sure enough, after they supported for a day and a night, Legolas' last feathered arrow had been shot, and Monigus had taken the last bottle of potion that could restore magic power.

"Monigus, how are you?" Legolas looked at Monigus worriedly. Now his face was terribly pale, even his lips were purple, and he seemed to fall down at any time.

Monigus twitched his lips and smiled, and said hoarsely, "Thank you, Legolas, it's a pleasure to meet you."

After finishing speaking, Monigus closed his eyes.

The next moment, he fell into the sea water and was instantly swallowed by the sea.

Legolas was caught off guard by the sudden change, and by the time he reacted and wanted to hold Monigus back, he had already disappeared.

"Monigus!" Legolas yelled, but there was no answer.

Not long after Monigus disappeared, the sea surface returned to calm, and Legolas' ship sailed steadily in one direction again.

"I will definitely help you find your lover." Legolas looked at the place where Monigus disappeared last with complicated eyes, and said silently.

"Is he awake?" the woman asked her husband, looking in the direction of the second floor with concern in her eyes.

The blond man shook his head slightly, not feeling very relaxed.

The man put his arm around the woman's shoulder, patted her hand lightly, comforting his wife silently.

The two sat on the sofa, and the woman's eyes were slightly red, "Carlisle, what did you say happened to this child? Why did he fall on the side of the road with injuries all over his body?"

Carlisle shook his head slightly, "I don't know, but from the wounds on his body, it can be seen that he is in a very dangerous situation, and I don't know why, his clothes were wet at the time, and there was a smell of sea water."

The woman's eyes lit up, "Could he have come from the other side of the cliff? In the small town, that side is the only one close to the sea."

Carlisle patted the woman's hand, "Okay, Esme, I believe the child will tell you all these things when he wakes up."

Esme nodded, still looking upstairs worriedly, "Is Alice taking care of him upstairs?"

Carlisle nodded, "Don't worry, Alice will tell us when he wakes up."

Second floor room.

"Well," the short black-haired woman looked at the unconscious black-haired boy and raised her eyebrows, "Platinum blonde, what do you mean?"

Three days later, the comatose teenager slowly woke up under the watchful eyes of the Karen family.

"Hmm..." The boy rubbed his painful forehead and opened his eyes with difficulty, only to see a group of people around him.

The young man looked at these people warily, and subconsciously wanted to hold something, but he was stunned when he saw the empty palm, and then the expression on his face became more and more bewildered and flustered.

"Son, what's wrong with you?" Esme couldn't bear to look at the expression on the boy's face, and asked aloud.

The boy raised his head blankly and looked at Esme blankly, and asked, "Who am I? Who are you? Where am I?"

The Karen family gasped. They all realized that the boy's current situation was probably the worst.

Carlisle Cullen, as a doctor, was the first to accept the situation at hand, "You don't remember anything?"

The boy hugged his head and seemed to be trying hard to remember, but finally shook his head helplessly.

After the panic and bewilderment just now, the young man has calmed down, and now he seems to have regained his calm.

"Can I ask how I came here?" The boy was still very concerned about how he got to such a place, and even caused such serious consequences.

A boy who looked seventeen or eighteen years old said: "I found you on the side of the road. At that time, you were soaked and had many wounds and blood. I took you home to heal your wounds. My father is a doctor."

The boy nodded and said sincerely, "Thank you." He knew that if he hadn't met this family, he would have lost his life based on the injury described by the boy.

After hesitating for a while, the boy still asked: "When you brought me back, was there anything special in my hand or around me?" Polite, but he couldn't forget the subconscious action he just made.

If there is really something in his hand, he believes that it is very important to him.

"Yes, yes." Alice responded immediately, and ran to the cabinet next to her to fetch a lot of things and put them on the bed. "These are all yours."

The boy looked at the things brought by the girl with short black hair. It was an extremely delicate and beautiful silver dagger inlaid with an emerald of excellent color; several rings of various styles should be for him to deal with. A silver purse the size of a palm; something that looked like the size of a matchbox. When his eyes glanced at the last item, the boy's pupils shrank sharply.

What followed was a severe headache, and the boy couldn't bear it and rolled on the bed with his head in his arms, making a hoarse growl.

The sudden change of the boy startled the Karen family. They could all see that the boy was in a very bad condition and he was in pain.

"Son, how are you?" Esme sat on the edge of the bed worriedly, but she didn't dare to touch the boy, and could only watch the painful boy's eyes turn red.

Carlisle hugged Esme in his arms distressedly, he understood his wife's special feelings for the child.

After an unknown amount of time, the struggling teenager finally calmed down, and the Karen family breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter how powerful they are, they can only watch helplessly from the sidelines in such a situation.

Looking at the boy who was drenched in sweat, Esme asked again: "Son, how do you feel now?"

The boy seemed to be a little different from before, he showed a weak smile, and replied in a hoarse voice: "Thank you, I think I'm fine."

Carlisle's eyes lit up when he heard that, "Oh? What do you remember?"

The boy nodded with a smile, sat up again, straightened the pajamas on his body, picked up the thing that caused him a lot of pain when he just glanced at it, lowered his eyes slightly, and said softly: "I remember that my name is Monigus Pu Rince Slytherin, I am a wizard and this is my weapon - the wand."

"Wizard?" Carlisle asked, but there didn't seem to be much surprise in his tone.

When the boy had a headache just now, his whole body exuded a very strong oppressive force, and Carlisle felt familiar with that kind of force.

After thinking for a long time, I found out from my memory the group with that kind of power - wizards.

Monigus nodded, "Yes, I am a wizard, and I can feel it," he said, he paused slightly, and glanced at everyone around him, "You don't seem to be ordinary people."

The Karen family did not deny it. Since they are not ordinary humans, it is not surprising to know their true identities.What's more, they could see that the boy in front of them was not malicious.

"Then have all your memories recovered?" Carlisle asked again, he still put the boy's physical condition first.

Monigus looked at Carlisle with a wry smile and said, "It seems not, I only remember my name."