before he was crowned king

Sean felt that he was lying on the dry and rough sand, and a beam of strong sunlight was projected impartially on his forehead.

This is where?Stacks of thatch, simple wooden windows, is... a village?

He didn't die?

He narrowly escaped from the burning house.

His nose was filled with the smell of soot from the stove, mixed with a faint milky smell... Sean sat up from the haystack with his numb body and looked around.

This is an ordinary thatched house.

Being in such an environment made Sean a little dazed.Because before he entered Rose Manor, he had been living in a thatched house like this.

There was a soft murmur of surprise from a woman behind her.

Sean turned around, and saw a girl in a coarse cloth dress and a ponytail standing by the door, holding a cracked clay pot in her hand.

"Are you finally awake? Bless the God of Light, that's great!" The girl happily walked towards Sean, her accent was a bit off, and Sean understood what the other person said after a while, "Mr. , do you remember where you came from?"

"You are--"

"I'm Renasa, and the blacksmith Love is my father. I found you fainted in the river, so I asked my father to carry you back." Renasa put down the crock pot in her hand, "You are already unconscious For several days, we almost thought you wouldn't wake up."

"Thank you for saving me, Renasa." Through the conversation with the girl, Sean learned a little about his situation.

He seems to have wandered into an unknown village.

"I made some lentil stewed mashed potatoes." The girl stared at Sean without hesitation, with a shy blush on her cheeks, "Your face—"

"Sorry, did I scare you?" Sean froze slightly, then habitually turned his head, hiding the left half of his face in the shadow.

He didn't wear an iron mask, presumably the ugly and hideous scars on his face were exposed.

"Indeed, I was a little... frightened." The girl's face turned redder, she lowered her head and whispered, "To be honest, I grew up in the village... I have never seen a man as handsome and beautiful as you .”

Faintly hearing the girl's words, Sean's mouth showed a wry smile. He had never been so straightforwardly praised for his appearance in his life.

"Thank you for your kindness, Renasa." Sean looked at the steaming earthen pot, "Can I have a taste of the food you made? I think I'm a little hungry."

"Of course, no problem, this is for you." Renasa brought the food over, "That...what's your name?"

Sean was silent for a moment, "Sheen."

"Xion?" The girl quietly followed up.

"Can I have some water?"

"Of course, I'll get you some."

The sticky green bean stewed mashed potatoes are not good, with a thick taste and only a slight salty taste, which cannot be compared with the carefully cooked food in the capital.

Sean ate it all, however.

He is different from ordinary nobles.He has eaten much better food, and he has also eaten much worse food.

Compared with the only wild vegetables left in the year of the insect plague, such a hot meal is extremely precious.

After filling his stomach, Sean was going to give away the crock pot he had eaten.

The moment he supported the wall and stood up from the haystack, Sean's pupils shrank.

"Is there a sink here, please? I want to clean it."

"There's one next to the stables at the back of the yard. My father just watered it in the morning." Renasa was sitting in a corner, busy peeling potatoes with a knife.

Sean went out, walked on the muddy country road, and went around behind the thatched cottage.

Vision becomes higher.

The body is also relaxed.

The most important thing is that his long-crippled leg is full of vitality.

Sean found the sink that Renasa had mentioned. He bent down, and there was an extremely strange face reflected on the clear water.

He raised his hand to touch that face, and the people in the reflection followed him to do the same.

On this face, Sean can vaguely find the shadow of his past, but in general, the change in appearance is still too great.

The skin becomes smoother and smoother, and the lines of the face become more profound and defined.

And his black hair turned brilliant gold.

Sean's eyes drooped slightly, and the clothes on his body showed no signs of being changed.

There can be no doubt that his body changed dramatically during his coma.

"Are you satisfied with the body I repaired for you?" A familiar voice sounded above your head.

Sean raised his head, and on the tall wooden frame, a pair of rose-colored eyes were staring at him.

It was a black cat with shiny and smooth fur, like fine silk.

It lightly jumped to the side of the sink, its slender tail swayed carelessly, and walked towards Sean with a proud posture like a monarch.

Sean is very calm, he knows that everything must be closely related to this "god".

Something had changed between them since that night.

"Humans answer me, how do you know my name?" A deep voice came from the black cat's body.

"Helaire." Sean paused, "Is that your name?"

"How on earth do you know? You can't hear the oracle."

"I really didn't hear it." Sean said, "At that time, I could only see the shape of your mouth, and read it according to that."

"Mouth-reading? Can the oracle be recognized by reading the mouth? You are not lying to me." The black cat's voice raised a lot, and it was obvious that Sean's words shocked him.

"You can try it yourself." Sean said lightly, "Is it the same?"

The black cat raised its paws, and then seemed to realize that it was not in human form, and lowered its front paws unnaturally.

"Oh, you are so clever that you even dare to take advantage of God's loopholes."

"At that time, I will try any method." Sean didn't care about the other party's ridicule, but asked the question he cared about, "Is there that so-called contract between me and you now?"

"That's right." Herrell didn't hide anything.

"What is the content of the contract?"

"That's exactly what I want to tell you." The black cat bent its hind limbs and sat down, "That night, you called out my name and caused the magic circle to start running, so I realized your most urgent wish at that time. "

"Are you alive?" Sean asked.

"No, I don't want to die." The black cat narrowed its eyes, "Because your original body is no longer usable, so I used my own god bone to reshape it for you."

"God bone? What is that?"

"The three most important things that make up a god are god's bone, god's core and faith." The black cat was talking, when he suddenly raised his eyes, his voice was cold, "What do you mean by this look? Are you doubting what I'm saying?"

"I remember the first time you appeared in front of me in a trapped posture." Sean looked serious, and he didn't hide his doubts, "Are you really a god?"

"Or did you deceive me, and you are actually a creature like a demon that is inconvenient to speak? Or, you were indeed a god, and you were punished and lost your status as a god?"

Hearing the man's orderly analysis, the corners of the black cat's mouth twitched, and the fur on its body stood up because of its anger.

This human is really not generally annoying.

Before he even opened his mouth, the other party has already said almost everything.

"Yes, you are right. I am indeed no longer a hypocritical existence like a god." Now that most of his identity has been exposed, Helaier no longer hides it, and let out a cold low smile, "Devil? Can you do this?" Call me. What? Are you so scared? But, unfortunately, the contract between us has already been signed, and you have no room for repentance."

"No, I don't mean to regret it." Sean said slowly, "It doesn't matter whether it's a god or a demon. I just want to confirm your identity. You don't have to have emotions for me. I did this just because Our future destiny will be closely linked."

"You know that I'm not a god, and you still trade with me on purpose?" Helaier couldn't understand the man in front of him more and more.

"To me, it doesn't matter. As long as the goal can be achieved, any transaction is the same." Sean said lightly, "Let's continue talking about the contract. I want to know what part I need to fulfill."

Herrell looked at Sean silently, and he found that after changing to a healthy body, the man in front of him seemed to have undergone a complete change.

This change is not physical, but something more internal.

Under heavy pressure, it broke through the ground.

"I want you to take me to kill someone." Herrell's voice sank, with an unusual solemnity.

"Who?"

"The God of Light." Helaier said word by word, "I want you to find him, and then let me witness his death."

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感谢在2020-03-2921:39:30~2020-03-3020:54:10期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: Little Liu, don’t delay me to see a beauty;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Qiubai; 8 bottles of grapefruit soda; 1 bottle of ra;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!