before he was crowned king

"Your faithful believer, inheritor of the elves, Oscar Frederick." The brown-haired man leaned over the ground, his face full of humility.

"I know you are an elf." Herrell walked down from the wisteria tree as if stepping on an invisible ladder, "But it's really rare. After such a long time, you still insist on believing in me?"

"A hundred years ago, if it wasn't for your gift and the scourge of God, the elves would have been extinct in the world." Oscar's voice was pious, "Without my god, without us."

Herrera frowned slightly, with an expression of "I didn't expect me to be so nosy before" on his face.He walked to Duke Oscar, and then looked at the two people lying on the ground.

"There is no one else here. The elf magic has spread to the entire courtyard, and all the plants are eyes. They are doing guard work. Even if someone suddenly appears, they will not be able to feel our presence. You can order me to do anything with confidence. "

"My awakening, and my coming, are all these premeditated?" There was a frightening gleam in Helear's rose-colored eyes.

"Yes." Duke Oscar didn't hide anything, "Knowing that you were suffering, the elves tried all means. Five years ago, we found the artifact you bestowed on the ancestors in the ruins of the World Tree, and wanted to summon you to descend world, but was stopped and failed.”

"Fortunately, we made two-handed preparations." Oscar said, "We didn't have any hope for another method, but who would have thought that it would be an unexpected success."

"Magic circle, this thing is the connection between humans and gods, and only humans can use it." Herrell sneered, looked at the blond young man who fell on the ground, and seemed to have seen through the tricks, "I said, this How did he know about an ancient thing."

"We have been working on this plan for a long time. At the beginning, we chose a human named Norman Cabed, but there were some accidents in the middle." Oscar's voice paused, "But fortunately, the hard work was not in vain. The final outcome Still successful, you broke free from your bondage."

"You have modified the rules. I am not a god. The magic circle cannot summon me."

"Yes, this is the result of decades of research by the high priest of the clan. In order to be able to summon you, we have cultivated a brand new medium." Oscar raised his hand, and the unconscious Lilian was gently lifted by the vines.

"A hybrid of a human and an elf?" After a long time, Herrell made a sound, "Well done."

"I am your sharp sword and your solid shield. In order to achieve your will, we will do our best." There was a flicker of frenzy in Duke Oscar's eyes, "I don't know when you are going to go to the elves' territory, accept Our priests pay homage."

"Not now." Herrell directly refused.

"This...why is this?" Oscar showed a little doubt, "Is it because of the contract?"

"..."

"You really made a contract with Sean Cabed?" Oscar's voice trembled, and the calm expression on his face was somewhat difficult to maintain.

"Something happened during this." Thinking of the man's cleverness at the time, Herrell couldn't help but twitch his mouth, "I reached a certain kind of deal with him, and because of the contract, I couldn't leave him."

Oscar's eyelids drooped and his face became cold. He stood up and walked to the side of the blond youth.

"In that case, the only option is to sever this contract. I am willing to bear all punishments in exchange for this person's life." Oscar's lips moved.

An unremarkable fallen leaf on the ground immediately moved.Like a sword blade, it slashed across the young man's fragile neck at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

The leaves with blood-stained edges were blown away by the night wind.A deep cut was made on the young man's neck, and the bright red blood flowed like long worms along the lower edge of the young man's smooth and clean skin.

This is a fatal wound. The life of the young man is passing away with the flow of blood. In a coma, his face began to turn pale. It would not be long before this young body will completely lose the vitality of life.

"God Lord, I am willing to sacrifice my life for you." After all this was done, Duke Oscar knelt down in front of Herrell again.

"I told you not to touch him. What do you think is the reason?" The corner of Herrell's mouth curled up in a self-deprecating arc, "Is it because you feel pity for him and are afraid that you will hurt him?"

Duke Oscar couldn't help being stunned, as if he had thought of something, he immediately turned around.

He found that the fatal wound left on the young man's neck had subsided into a shallow scar.

"This...how is it possible?" Duke Oscar murmured.

"We made a contract, and he made a wish to me." Herrell's voice was slow, as if recalling the scene of the fire at that time, "What he told me was, 'I don't want to die'."

"You—" Duke Oscar's voice trembled, "What did you bestow on him?"

"If you don't want to die, then don't die." Helaier turned his back, looked at the full moon as bright as a pearl in the night sky, and said lightly, "From the moment the contract was signed, I bestowed him with such grace." , As long as he doesn't want to, he won't die. So if you can't kill him, no one in this world can kill him."

"Is there... no other way?" Duke Oscar's eyes were slightly absent.

"Yes." Helaier raised his hand and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Unless I fall before him."

"Clean up everything here, and don't tell anyone else what happened tonight, including Sean Cabed." With her long golden hair swaying, Herrell walked into the dark woods while humming gradually go away.Duke Oscar watched his mysterious and slender back silently. Compared with a hundred years ago, their once supreme divine lord has become quite different.

At night, the moon returned to its original appearance, and Herrell really left.Duke Oscar stroked his forehead and sighed.

His eyes drifted to the ground, and the scar on the young man's neck had completely disappeared.After a while, he bent down and picked up the girl who fainted on the ground and blended into the night of the bushes, as if they had never been here before.

At dawn, Sean opened his eyes, and the surroundings were quiet.The exhaustion has not completely disappeared, and he can wake up relying on the instinct of the body.He turned his head and looked at this strange room while recalling what happened last night.

This feeling is like going through a dream. If Sean hadn't absolutely believed in his own sobriety, it might be difficult for ordinary people to distinguish the truth from the illusion.

This is a luxuriously furnished and restrained room. Sean looked up at the flower-shaped glass lamp above his head, and then turned away from the soft big bed.He found that the shirt he was wearing last night was neatly folded and placed on the sofa.

"Where is this place?" Sean fastened the buttons on his chest, and the exposed skin was covered by thin cloth one by one.

The glass door was open, and Helaier was leaning lazily on the white railing. His long golden hair was casually scattered around his waist, but it looked smoother and brighter than the hair that the ladies took care of.

"San Via Palace, more precisely, the bedroom of the second prince." Herrell smiled softly, "You are the first commoner to stay in the palace overnight. What a pity, if you are a beautiful and lovely girl, Today, it is estimated that he will be promoted to a member of the royal family."

"The royal family has strict requirements on bloodlines. If I were a girl, Mars would not keep me." Sean said lightly.

"How do you know? I think he likes you very much, maybe because of the body I gave you." Herrell turned around, eyebrows raised slightly.

"No matter how beautiful the girl is, he will not give up his inheritance rights for it." Sean said, "His ambition is very firm."

"Really? You really know him." Herrell nodded.

"Aren't you going to explain to me?" Sean walked to the balcony, looking into his rose-colored eyes and asked directly, "What happened last night."

"What happened last night?" Herrell was a little surprised, "Then you should ask that silver-haired boy, I am not the one who can untie your clothes."

"Are you trying to hide what I mean by your current appearance?" Sean narrowed his eyes slightly, "Duke Oscar is a powerful elf, and he is your believer. He has been trying to summon you out."

Herrell clapped her hands appreciatively, "You know what I'm doing?"

"Lilian is also an elf, is her appearance a coincidence?"

"I don't know." Herrell's eyes drifted to one side.

"Then is it a coincidence that I summoned you through the magic circle?" Sean's voice sank.

"Human, what right do you have to question me like this?" Herrell's eyes sharpened, "Pay attention to your attitude."

"Then I bow to you like Duke Oscar, will you tell the truth?" Sean said seriously, and he didn't joke anymore.

"If you have faith, you will definitely get a response from the gods?" Herrell smiled contemptuously, "Yes, if you really believe in me, it doesn't matter if I tell you everything."

"But can you do it? Sean." Herrell patted Sean's chest lightly, "You also hid it from me, I know, you have the idea of ​​killing me."

Sean's body trembled invisibly.

"Then why did you integrate the divine bone into my body?" Sean lowered his eyes, "I remember you said that your body is gone."

"And my eye sensory nerves. You should know better than me what this body is like."

Herrell was taken aback for a moment, then silently withdrew her hand.

"It turns out that under the contract, we already have so many consensuses that cannot be reached."

"What's the impact of that?" Sean said blankly, "It's always just a transaction between us, and no matter how much other things you think about, you can only leave it after all this is completed."