My old enemy finally fell in love with me after rebirth three times

——It was too sudden.

——Your Majesty the king is fine, why did he pass away?

Pause.

At this moment, those words like the breeze fell into the ears, but they carried a thousand catties of weight.

His legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't take a step no matter what.

His body was stiff, and his blood froze instantly, like ice congealed in his body, freezing cold to the bone.

Those words rustled into the ears, without exception, all of which were news of the king's death.

It is said that he died of illness after being cursed.

The blood-stained hall even corroded the ground.

It emitted black smoke and slowly lifted into the sky.

Sensing Troy's disturbed breath, Snoke, who also heard the news, slowly wrapped his arms around his neck, and whispered in his ear: "You should have gotten used to it, Troy."

"You should have been prepared."

— at the moment when the king fell ill.

It should have been expected.

"..."

The youth who stayed in place stared blankly at the ground.

His face was mournful and mournful.

It was as motionless as a statue standing in place.

People coming and going around passed by, everything seemed silent and painful.

"It's time to go." Snoke said: "Otherwise, it will be difficult to enter Tsmikan City before the effect of the medicine expires."

"..."

"I know." Troy's voice was slightly hoarse, "I know, Snoke, I'm just too surprised."

"I didn't expect that in this life, he would be so fast..."

Troy said, took a step, walked against the current, and walked towards the teleportation circle of the Magic Association branch outside Tsmikan.

The teleportation array at the end of the downstream leads to Stannore.

Sorcerer knights all over the land want to go back and mourn the king.

In the previous three lives, Troy was also present.

He personally watched his father three times, but in the last life, he couldn't look at the king's body before he was burned.

It was quiet all the way.

Troy was very silent, his face was calm, but his eyes couldn't hide his sadness.

After a long time, Snook said: "I thought you were used to it."

"...I thought so too." Troy murmured, "You're right, Snoke, I should have gotten used to it by now."

"I know, for many people, especially other races and countries, his father is not a good person, he deserves to die, there is no doubt about it. I used to complain, and until now I don't agree with his ambition and practice."

"But he is my father after all, so I regret that in my last life, in my last life, I couldn't see him for the last time."

The memorial service will last for two days.

The gate of Stannor City was wide open, and many people from Aurora arrived here. The main city with a large population suddenly flooded in with more people. For a while, the defensive knights were somewhat unable to control the flow of people.

But soon, Prince Snoke returned home.

The king died, and the prince who led the Aurora expedition all over the world to search for His Highness Troy had to return in a hurry, and held a mourning ceremony for the king with Her Majesty the Queen.

The streets full of traffic were full of wailing, and the people stood on both sides of the road holding flowers, as if they were sad for the king.

At the front of the army, the young man with flamboyant red hair looked slightly sad. From everyone's point of view, Prince Snoke must be saddened by the death of the king.

As everyone knows, the prince is not in any sad mood now.

On the contrary, he was somewhat happy in his heart.

I am happy that the king is dead, and that I am about to see the person I want to see.

The king died, and there was a good chance that Troy would return.

——But that is very possible, if you want to make it absolute, maybe you can add another fire.

After the death of the king, the will will be announced on the third day after the mourning ceremony. At that time, after it is announced that the throne will be inherited by Prince Troy, brother Troy will never be able to leave the palace.

The palace door was wide open, and the whole palace was filled with a sad atmosphere.

In Aurora, after a king died, he was cremated, his ashes were sent to the mausoleum, and he was buried with many gold and silver jewels, and an epitaph was carved for him.

In the mourning ceremony, the pope prayed to the gods and personally ordered the cremation. The epitaph was also carved by the pope, recording his great achievements in this life.

In the hall, the queen's back was facing the crystal coffin where the king was lying.

The body of the man inside has been corroded a lot, and half of the entire face is bloody.

The cursed black blood will corrode everything and must be removed by light magic. Therefore, the king's body was sent into the coffin by the Pope himself.

The red-haired boy walked into the hall, and his iron boots hit the floor with a heavy sound.

With a calm expression and even a slight smile, he walked up to the queen's side, knelt down on one knee, took her hand and kissed it, and said with a smile, "I'm back, mother."

But the woman waved him away and said coldly, "I'm not your mother, get out."

Xiao Nuo didn't mind the woman's indifferent attitude at all, and smiled and murmured: "It will always be in the future."

He stood up, looked at the crystal coffin next to him, and said, "I used to hear you complain about your father, but now that he is finally dead, are you happy?"

The queen said, "What does it have to do with you?"

Xiao Nuo said: "I just care about you."

"I don't need it." The woman looked at him coldly, "My son is only Troy, and he has always been the only one who is qualified to care about me. What are you? You are just a member of the royal family of Nogdinland by the king." It’s just a surname, don’t really think that you are qualified to inherit the throne.”

"I know my mother doesn't like me all the time," Xiao Nuo said with a nonchalant smile, "please rest assured that the future king will always be brother king, but his father passed away, and the will will be announced on the third day after the mourning ceremony. The heir to the throne has been announced, but that person is not around, what should I do?"

"..." The queen's expression was as cold as ice, "What do you want to say?"

The red-haired boy narrowed his eyes slightly, "It's very simple, mother, just say a few words—"

He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the neck of the woman in front of him. Under the terrified and unbelievable eyes of the other party, he said every word, his voice was cold and dark, and the corners of his lips drew an indifferent arc, saying——

"Just say, 'I miss Troy, and after the king died, I just went crazy and want to see him more and more'."

"I believe that Brother Troy, who loves you so much, will definitely come back even more—desperately."

Pinch points and pinch points.

Finally, he managed to sneak into Tsmikan City a few seconds before the effect of the magic sealing potion was about to disappear.

Troy was riding a white horse, and Snoke, still wearing Miss Shelley's appearance, curled up in his arms delicately.

Relying on their memories, the two came to the old potion shop.

It's still here, untouched.

The door of the store was dusty and full of cobwebs.

There are very few people here, almost no one will come to the deepest part of the alley.

The smell in the room was very strong, but Troy, who had been here once, felt that his ability to bear it should be much stronger.

He spent most of the day cleaning up the hidden basement of the potion store, and went to other item stores to buy some potion raw materials, planning to prepare some scented potions to dispel the smell.

The bed in the basement was replaced by two new ones by Troy, which made Snook a little disappointed. The red-haired boy raised his eyebrows and chuckled lightly: "What is there to be afraid of if two big men sleep on the same bed?"

Troy said coldly: "It's you and me that's the reason."

With a hiding place, the two can restore their original appearance.

After cleaning up everything, the blond boy reached out and found some books from the former potionist's bookshelf.

Knowing that he had started to study, Snook smiled and didn't bother.

The small basement is not dark.

The young man cleaned very well, almost every corner was spared.

The abyss of pain that once made it difficult for Snook to get out of, now reappeared in his life in a different posture.

The boy lying on the bed stared at the ceiling silently.

When I looked up before, all I saw were broken and rusty ceiling chandeliers, and corners with cobwebs. He was like a prisoner tied to his body by thorns in the quagmire, unable to break free or escape.

But now, the new ceiling is dotted with dancing candles, like stars that flicker on and off, sparkling.

The unpleasant smell in the house gradually dissipated with the new potion prepared by Troy, replaced by a faint fragrance.

The bed he was lying on was soft and comfortable. These days when he was injured, Snook was really like a rice bug, being taken care of by Troy all the time.

However, the young man didn't hate this feeling of powerlessness, and he wished that this kind of time could be longer.

pity--

The boy's red eyes flickered slightly, and he knew that their time was running out.