His Highness the Son moves the cat online

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When Dijiaer left, the spring breeze was blowing on his face, but when he came back, it was covered with dark clouds. He didn't know what happened to him, and he was shrouded in a layer of low air pressure from beginning to end.

Wu Meiren sighed in her heart that he turned his face faster than turning a book, and asked casually: "What did your Majesty say to you?"

"About the continent of Auwenla, and the monsters of the abyss." Dijiaer poured a glass of honey water for the witch beauty, and then sat next to her: "The abyss is the other side of the light, and both are indispensable, so your majesty means... …Forcing the Abyssal Demon King to sign an armistice agreement with us, and the two sides will have… some communication in the future.”

"A truce agreement?" Wu Meiren frowned, "I thought His Majesty would choose to attack the Abyss."

"The destruction of the abyss and the death of the demon king are indeed a good thing at present."

Dijiaer sighed softly: "But without the restraint of the abyss, on the Auer continent... I am afraid that human beings themselves will create new disputes."

"This is unavoidable." There was a book spread out on Wumei's lap, which was the magic handbook that Dijiaer was perfecting.

He looked down at the notes and annotations on it, and couldn't help but eased his expression and said: "In places like the abyss, even the Temple of Light cannot set foot. Light and darkness are indispensable. If the two sides can achieve non-interference... then Very good."

"Remember...the matter I discussed with you earlier?" Dijiaer suddenly smiled at the witch beauty: "Now we can let go of our hands and feet to achieve that goal."

"Oh? Please forgive me for not being able to understand the meaning of His Highness Dijiaer." The witch-beauty blinked narrowly at him: "If the dispute subsides, Your Highness would like to travel with me... through thousands of mountains and rivers?"

Dijiaer didn't speak, just leaned forward with a chuckle, and kissed the corner of the other's mouth.

Three days later, the Temple of Light formulated a friendly exchange plan with the Magic Association, and the Pope himself held a cooperation ceremony with the president, Xia Zuo.

Afterwards, led by His Royal Highness Digar and the Gore family, the royal nobles consciously formed a team and joined the team to seize the Owenla continent.

It is said that on that day, Duke Robb, who had no longer shown himself, also appeared. He was wearing a neat and clean combat uniform, and his old face was full of the sincerity and excitement of his youth.

After several months of adaptation and running-in period, everyone started the counterattack against the abyss.

Under the cover of the magician, the members of the church began to purify the devilish energy in all parts of the continent. All continents, including the Aur continent, carried out a plan to completely remove the devilish energy from the abyss.

As for the continent of Auwenla, which was most seriously affected, His Royal Highness Digar and the guardian paladin Katera personally led the team, assisted by the archbishop in red, to treat and purify all civilians.

The pope is sitting in the temple, and he cannot leave the Aur continent unless necessary. All he has to do is to provide support and formulate follow-up plans.

As for the abyss demon king Reza Carter, now he can only put all his eggs in one basket, withdrawing the secret deployments in other places, and putting all the main force into the continent of Aowenla.

This dispute with the abyssal monsters lasted until May of the next year, when the new Demon Lord Renault Xiu surrendered and signed an agreement with the Thrall Empire.

When signing the armistice document, both sides cut their wrists and made a blood oath of inheritance. Under the constraints of the blood oath, even if there is a new devil or the successor of the Thrall Empire in the future, this agreement will still count.

It is said that that day, the demon king Renault's expression was very ugly, and he wanted to tear up the contract several times before the agreement was fully effective, but after the Pope said something to him in person, the other party reluctantly returned to the abyss.

It's just that the consequence is that in the next few days, the affairs related to the Temple of Light will be presided over by the guardian paladin Katna and the red-clothed archbishop Anram.

Two years later, the magician was able to live in peace with the members of the temple, and it was no longer uncommon for them to form a team to perform tasks together. Chairman Xia Zuo lived a more leisurely life.

And his daughter, Estelle, was also engaged to the nobleman Monroe, and the president Xia Zuo also proposed the next president of the Magic Association, who was exiled to the Miya Continent a few years ago—Hopes King .

It is said that when he heard the news, the nobleman Bai Si dropped his jaw in shock, and his whole body was like an eggplant beaten by frost.

In the third year, the red-rank monster Ye Mei was upgraded to an orange-rank monster, which shocked the entire continent of Orr. The adults kicked to the study to rest.

In the fifth year, Miss Tinas of the Gore family proposed to Katera, the Guardian Paladin of the Temple of Light, in full view of everyone, and once again shocked everyone's jaws.

Until the eighth year, the Temple of Light ushered in a new Holy Son, and the Pope personally named him 'Xinyao'.

In the winter of the ninth year, the Demon King Raynor brought a boy to meet the Pope secretly, and no one knew what the two discussed in detail.

Only afterwards, the abyss was gradually opened to the outside world, and His Majesty the King also allowed the magician and church members to form a team to explore the abyss.

Everything is going in a good direction.

In the Temple of Light, His Excellency the Pope put down the pen and paper after finishing his official duties. Before he could speak, someone pinched his neck and temples for him.

Closing her eyes habitually, Wu Meiren asked softly: "Your Majesty, did you tell you about the inheritance?"

"Well, I declined." Dijiaer responded with a smile: "He is in his prime, and he can still sit on the king's position for a long time. It is said that in the past few years... the father has found the blood of the same family."

"Oh?" Wu Meiren slightly opened her eyes.

"Father has a brother, the future heir... I want to adopt a little boy." Di Jiaer breathed a sigh of relief, he smiled and said: "Besides, you didn't say that, as long as you can fix that... Formation, we... can come back at any time from now on."

"...His Royal Highness Dijiaer, I don't even know...how to say you are well."

Wu Meiren smiled slightly, turned around, pinched the other person's chin and kissed her: "You are so reasonable, I want to hold the most beautiful things in the world... all in front of you."

"You robbed me of my lines again." Di Jia grumbled reluctantly: "It's settled, after this matter is over, we have to see thousands of mountains and rivers, so you are not allowed to break your promise."

"I won't break my promise." Wu Meiren was hugged by his waist, and responded with a light smile in the other's arms: "After another year, I have almost sorted out what Xinyao needs to learn, and we can start."

"By the way, speaking of Xinyao... Where's your snarky son?"

Dijiaer was pulling the witch beauty's robe, while digging a hole with malicious intentions: "That kid is not good at skin, and he talks a lot of nonsense. In the future, he must be severely beaten by the world."

"Okay, don't bury our Holy Son, His Royal Highness."

The sorceress held Dijiaer's cheeks, frowned and said blushingly: "He has a good relationship with the little devil now, so don't carry me behind your back... and play tricks in the dark."

Di Jiaer hummed dissatisfiedly, then lowered his head...to concentrate on gnawing on the 'meat'.

The holy son of the Temple of Light, 'Xinyao', was already six years old when he took him back to the temple, and now he is at the age that dogs would dislike him, and he doesn't listen to anyone except Wu Meiren and Dijiaer.

It's just that the witch beauty relied on reasoning, but Di Jiaer directly suppressed it by force, and made the holy son leave the temple to vent his anger outside. Over time, everyone got used to the holy son running away from home every three days .

"Why are you hurt again?"

The six-year-old Little Demon King had a serious face and a mature appearance. While wrapping a bandage on Xinyao, he asked casually, "Have you provoke His Highness Di Jiaer again?"

"What do you mean 'provoke'? He is obviously unreasonable." Xinyao Shengzi was full of grievances. He looked at the little devil and complained: "Fran, you know me best. That bad cat occupies the Pope every day. My lord, I don't know what they do every day."

Fran didn't speak. He tied a bow on Xinyao's wrist, then stood up and said, "I'm going back. Mr. Renault left me a task, and I have to check it tonight."

"Oh? It's not long since we met..."

Xinyao suddenly stopped, he bit his lower lip and whispered: "I want to stay with you for a while, you can stay with me for another half a quarter of an hour."

Looking at the dejected look of the other party, Fran sighed silently in his heart. He turned around and compromised: "Okay, then for a quarter of an hour, I will study the magic handbook left by the previous demon king later."

"Oh, it's that Reza Carter, right?" Xinyao immediately found the topic, and he said incessantly, "I haven't read his magic handbook, but I have seen his portrait, Fran, Reza Carter looks a bit like you."

Fran propped his chin and ignored him. He felt that the holy son of the Temple of Light in front of him was really weird, talkative and clingy. Could it be that he had held back a lot of unspoken words in his previous life, otherwise why would he be so noisy?

"I'm leaving." Fran looked at the sky, stood up and said, "We'll meet again when I'm free next time."

"Wait, Fran...this is for you."

Xinyao lowered his head, took out a small gift box from his sleeve, and handed it over. He pursed his lips and said nervously, "I got this by accident. I think it's so beautiful, so I want to give it to you."

Fran reached out to take it hesitantly. He opened the gift box, looked at the contents and said 'oh': "It's very beautiful."

"Right, right, this stone is really beautiful."

"Thank you, Xinyao." Fran pinned a strand of dark purple hair behind his ear, looked at the boy with a bright smile in front of him and smiled slightly: "I accept this gift."

Time passed so unhurriedly. In the early winter of the next year, the witch beauty who had finished explaining the affairs of the Temple of Light, took the hand of His Royal Highness Digar of the Thrall Empire, and left the Aur Continent in a drizzle of snow.

On an uninhabited mountain top, a complex and beautiful magic circle shone under Wu Meiren's feet. He looked at the blond young man standing against the wind in front of him, and slowly stretched out his hand towards him.

"His Royal Highness Dijiaer, are you willing to...go and return with me this time?"

Although she knew the answer, Wu Meiren still wanted to take the trouble to make a formality. This may have...become a kind of fun between the two.

His azure eyes flashed lightly, and the blond young man reached out and grabbed Wu Meiren's wrist. He held her in his arms, and smiled slightly with his eyes bent: "I have always been willing, my... Your Highness."

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