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Cyril had a beautiful dream.

He got married, and the people sent blessings, wishing him and his bride happy forever.

But Cyril always felt that something was missing.

When I entered the wedding room, I saw the queen mother in white sitting inside.

Cyril asked strangely: "Queen, why are you here?"

"Why can't you be here?" Zejia looked cold, and tore off his shirt, "I am your bride."

Cyril woke up from the dream, his face flushed.

What a strange dream he had.

The next day, I was very awkward when I saw my mother.

Seeing that his face was flushed, Zejia asked, "What's the matter? Have a fever?"

"No, I was just thinking about how to get the best sword." Cyril changed the subject.

The men of the Silver Army Federation will look for their own swords when they grow up.

That will be the most faithful companion.

First of all, find the right material, and then ask the world-famous master to help him forge it.

The material must be found by the prince himself.

Zega nodded: "Bupe Canyon is good, there are good ores there."

There are many casting masters around, which is very convenient.

It's just a little far away, and it takes two years to go back and forth.

Cyril looked at Zejia and said in a low voice, "Can the queen mother accompany me?"

This sentence made Zejia a little dazed.

That's what King Joe told him back then.

Generally speaking, the invited companion is either your future partner or your best friend.

They formed an adventure team and went to Bupe Canyon to find their destined sword.

It stands to reason that Cyril should set off with the little knights of the reserve team.

"No." Zejia said lightly.

Seeing his mother's refusal, Cyril approached cautiously, with pitiful eyes: "Your mother can accompany me, okay?"

Cyril rarely acted like a baby, after all, he was the prince of the Silver Army Federation.

Zega couldn't say a word, and he didn't intend to get too involved in Cyril's life.

In the past few lives, he was not so stupid because he was in love with his cheap son and delayed the time to do tasks.

"Don't go."

Zejia stood up, broke off a rose, and put it on Cyril's chest: "Wait for you to come back."

Delicate roses are paired with golden armor.

Cyril froze for a moment.

Realizing that Zega had left the garden, Cyril blushed instantly.

The empress mother's fingers touched his chest just now, making him tremble all over, just like in that dream.

How could he think like that.

Cyril led the partners of the Reserve Cavaliers to Bupe Canyon.

He wants to get the sharpest sword and let Zega see it.

In the past two years, the legend of Prince Cyril has spread throughout the continent. It is said that he drove away the bandits and saved countless people with healing techniques.

He was in the place, and the people lined up to greet him.

There are countless women who fall in love with him.

What a handsome prince, what kind of beautiful princess should be suitable for him.

He always wears a beautiful rose on his chest. Who can kiss this flower?

Zejia told the system not to boast: "There are still three years left before the mission will end."

"Yes, King Joe's health is not getting better. You didn't see him getting fatter." The system replied, "He drank too much alcohol and had too many lovers these years, and his health is very poor."

Three years later, King Joe died of illness, and Prince Cyril was supported by everyone and became the new king of the Silver Army Federation.

That's when Zega left.

The task was done very quickly, the system secretly thought.

The emotionless host concentrates on the task.

Zejia nodded, and the system reminded again: "Host, the son of luck is back, and he will be in the castle soon."

"Mother!" Cyril's joyful voice sounded, slightly magnetic.

Turning to look at him, he already looks like a young man, not a little immature.

The adventures out there have allowed him to grow a lot.

Cyril trotted over, his golden hair shining in the sun.

"Queen, look at my sword."

Cyril stood straight, polite and restrained, if the light in his eyes were less, it could really cover up his hot emotions.

Zega nodded, as if he was not surprised by Cyril's arrival.

Cyril's sword was shining with silver light, and there were faint ripples on the blade.

"I named this sword Ze."

Seeing the surprise in Zejia's eyes, Cyril said quickly, "Because it was cast in water, it's called Ze."

It has nothing to do with the mother.

After all, Cyril couldn't lie, and the queen mother didn't care anyway.

Unexpectedly, Zejia said, "Change your name."

The first few worlds made him feel a little uneasy.

"The sword that accompanies you all your life should be renamed."

Cyril's two years of adventure made him understand many things, such as why he dreamed of his mother every night, why he couldn't help but heal the rose on his chest so that it would never wither.

With a lover in your heart, you can grow quickly.

It's just his lover, his queen mother.

Cyril's eyes dimmed: "Okay, then nameless."

"Whatever." Zega didn't care.

As long as it's not his name.

Cyril glanced at Zega and felt that his indifference was another kind of concern.

Coming out of Rose Castle, Cyril had a sincere smile on his face, and the people on the road greeted their most admired prince one after another.

How lucky they are to have such a prince.

Seeing his father, Cyril was a little surprised, when did his father become so fat.

Still inseparable from the wine in hand.

"Father, I'm back." Cyril was tall and straight, and his golden hair reminded King Joe of himself back then.

King Joe waved: "Good boy, I've heard what you've done these years, it's very good."

As he said that, King Joe stood up with difficulty, his eyes were cloudy.

He thought of the time when he took risks, when he still had a healthy body.

But now there is only this fat belly left.

The king asked the young lover around him to step back, listened carefully to what Cyril had gone through, and gave him advice from time to time.

Speaking of the last snore like thunder.

It turned out to be asleep.

The knight helped the king to the bedroom, and Cyril stepped on the carpet as soft as a cloud. When did the father like to enjoy himself?

After leaving the dormitory, Cyril looked at the few official duties and looked at the clerk: "Is that all? Nothing else?"

"His Royal Highness, there are no more." The clerk respectfully said, "Gods from all over the world are competing for posts, so the crops in various places are growing well, without disease and disaster, and there is a bumper harvest every year."

With food, there is no disaster.

There are fewer and fewer official duties.

But no one has forgotten who made the Silver Army Federation become like this.

The abandoned queen of Rose Castle, what kind of miracle does he have?

Nowadays, many mothers who pass by with their children will send a bouquet of flowers to thank their queen for the blessing of the gods.

No wonder the father has become a bit blessed, it is easy to gain weight if he is idle every day.

Thinking of Zejia's figure, Cyril immediately woke up and practiced swordsmanship every day before dawn.

The knight Elmer, who has become an old butler, couldn't help but praise: "The prince is really hardworking, and he didn't forget to practice when he came back!"

Cyril put away his sword, looked at Rose Castle, and couldn't help but said, "I'm going to find my mother for dinner."

As soon as he left, Bert, who had already entered the knight team, came with his sister Anna.

"Mr. Elmer, is Prince Cyril there?"

Both Bert and Anna are friends who followed Cyril's adventure, and they are relatively close.

"Going to Rose Castle." Elmer replied, "Dinner should be eaten there."

Rose Castle?

The two brothers and sisters were pleasantly surprised, and they also went to Rose Castle.

They had heard Prince Cyril praise his queen countless times on the way.

They have never seen anyone who can fight against the gods.

The two walked all the way to Rose Castle, and saw Prince Cyril looking at his mother from afar, with concentration and admiration in his eyes that he had never seen before.

Burt stepped forward: "His Royal Highness, do you mind if we come for dinner?"

Burt was careless and didn't notice Prince Cyril's abnormality.

But Anna was different, with her head lowered.

Prince Cyril's eyes did not look like a son seeing his mother.

Because they are Cyril's friends, Zega asked the maid to entertain them.

Zega just drank wine and seldom touched meals.

I'm really tired of eating potatoes for so many years.

"Queen, don't you like the food?" Cyril put down the knife and fork, remembering that the queen had to remove the hard edges when eating bread.

Such meals are indeed not very good.

Zejia hummed, and Cyril got up: "My grilled fish is very delicious, let me grill a fish for you."

It is inevitable to do this kind of thing when you are adventurous. Cyril is very talented, and the grilled meat and grilled fish are especially delicious.

It's just that the adventurous friends dare not let His Royal Highness do it often.

Burt was eager to try: "The subordinate will help Prince Cyril."

Half an hour later, sprinkle the rose salt and the grilled fish with the honey of flowers.

The first one is naturally for Zega.

Bert waited anxiously for His Royal Highness to continue roasting, but Cyril stared at Zega, wanting to see Zega's reaction.

The fish is very tender and the honey is very sweet.

"Not bad." Zejia praised, "It's delicious."

Cyril's eyes brightened: "I can learn cooking skills for my mother."

Zejia supported his chin, and said leisurely: "Will it delay your time?"

"Of course not." Cyril baked a honey bread and handed it over.

Zega nodded, agreeing.

Bert looked at Queen Zega enviously, while Anna was silent for a long time.

Eyes are full of surprise.

Prince Cyril is studying cooking?

The capital was shocked, they eat black bread every day, isn't it good to boil potatoes?

What culinary art is good to study.

But Cyril thought about a lot of delicacies, and all the food was divided into two parts and given to the father and mother.

Probably only in a land like theirs that is blessed by the gods, the royal family can be so leisurely.

Anna became more and more silent, looked at Rose Castle, and knocked on the door lightly.

The garden of Rose Castle is very beautiful, she has never seen such a beautiful garden, and the people next to her are even more beautiful.

Obviously Queen Zega is about the same age as King Joe and Knight Elmer.

The latter already had wrinkles on their faces, but Queen Zega was still so pretty.

Like a pretty young man in his early twenties.

"Queen Zega." Anna said softly, "It's not good for you."

Zega looked back at her, beckoning her to continue.

"Prince Cyril likes you, do you know?" Anna did not dare to sit down, her voice trembling, "You are his queen, but he likes you."

Anna didn't know what to say, she was the count's daughter, and she was taking risks with Prince Cyril.

Prince Cyril has her name in every legend.

Her father said that she might be the future queen.

But facing Queen Zega, Anna was not sure.

In front of him, I looked like an ugly monster.

Zejia was stunned for a moment, Cyril likes himself?

"Understood." Zejia said, and saw off the guest directly.

In the early morning of the next day, Cyril knocked on the gate of Rose Castle with a cream dessert.

The old servant who came out of the door said: "Queen Zejia has gone on a long journey, so please don't look for her."

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