"Long time no see. ”

Standing in the garden of the courtyard, looking at the Sirulia in front of him, the young man smiled, his pale face looked bloodless in the sunlight.

"yes, it's been three years. ”

Quietly looking at the young man in front of him, Siruria's expression was calm, and he just whispered: "So, what is the matter with you coming here this time?"

"Uncle Irida. ”

"As you remember, I'm your uncle. Opposite Siruria, the youth smiled.

The blonde young man in front of him was none other than Prince Irida of the Kumar Kingdom, that is, Siruria's own uncle.

In the past three years, because of the outbreak of the demonic plague, as the pillar of the Kuma Kingdom, Irida had to be active in various battlefields, and over the years, his reputation has not diminished, but has become more and more prosperous, and he enjoys great prestige among the countries.

Until some time ago, the battle of the underworld outside Kumar City broke out, and Irida was seriously injured and had to withdraw from the battlefield to recuperate, but she didn't want to come here.

"Your face is very wrong, and your body is a little uncoordinated. ”

Looking at Irida in front of him, Sirulia was silent for a while, and then spoke: "It seems that the wounds on your body are a little more serious than I imagined. ”

"yes. Irida nodded and admitted it calmly: "The level of the underworld level is still too reluctant for me. I was lucky not to die on the spot for forcibly interfering in the battle of such an existence. ”

"What happened that day?" Sirulia thought with a frown, looking at the pale Irida in front of her.

Despite the attention paid to the intelligence of various countries, the forces involved in the place outside Kumar City were too terrifying to know the exact information, and only the existence of this battle was vaguely known.

However, judging from the situation in front of Irida, the situation of that battle may be very tragic.

Many thoughts turned in his heart, and after a while, he raised his head and looked at Irida in front of him: "I have already betrayed the kingdom, and the matter of Kumar has nothing to do with me. ”

"But you, Uncle Irida, what happened this time?"

Seriously injured, at this time, Irida should have hid in the royal city to recuperate, quietly waiting for the injury to heal, and should not have taken the risk of appearing in this area.

You must know that to reach this area from Kumar, you will need to walk through many dark areas on the way, and with Irida's current state, it will be very dangerous if she encounters a dangerous plague beast on the way.

"I'm here to get you back. ”

For this question, Irida sighed lightly, and did not sell anything, and said directly.

When the words fell, Sirulia was stunned at first, as if he didn't expect this result.

However, he quickly reacted, and a sneer appeared on his face: "Go back, what are you going to do?"

"You know, I am now a sinner of Kumar, who killed the rebellion of the heir of the kingdom. ”

He said coldly, without the slightest hesitation in his words, without any room for negotiation.

"That incident back then, it was wrong for me and Your Majesty to do it. ”

Standing in front of him, looking at Siruria, whose face was cold at this time, and seemed to be a little excited, Irida sighed softly, revealing a thick tiredness: "It's just that now, the kingdom needs you." ”

"I'm afraid what you need is not me, but the Red King Beast. Sirulia said coldly, even if it was his own uncle in front of him, he was not polite at all.

"Not bad. Irida nodded, admitting this very bluntly: "Compared to you, what the kingdom needs most now is the combat power of the Red King Beast. ”

And so it was. Siruria's face was grim: "What if I say no?"

There was silence for a moment, so quiet that even the sound of insects around me could be heard, and it was full of suffocating oppression.

Standing in place for a long time, Irida sighed softly: "In that case, I will have to take you back with my hands." ”

The words fell, and the next moment, Siruria's heart suddenly became alert, and an inexplicable sense of danger arose in his heart, and then quickly expanded.

Before he could react, in front of his eyes, a sharp black long sword suddenly stabbed, carrying a majestic golden lightning bolt, stabbing forward at an extremely fast speed.

Bang!!

The sound of gold and iron colliding resounded in Siye, spreading far away, shattering the floor within a few meters of the two of them.

Between the lightning and flint, Sirulia drew her giant sword, and a faint red fighting aura flickered on the sword, blocking Irida's blow.

"Huh?"

Looking at Sirulia in front of him and feeling the breath on his body, Irida was a little surprised and a little relieved: "You have been promoted to the eighth rank." ”

In three years, he obtained the knightly inheritance given by Adil at the beginning, and in these three years, on the original basis, Siruli also went further and quickly grew into a powerful knight.

His knightly qualifications are only average, but his original physical strength is very strong, comparable to a wizard at the peak of the first level, over the years, the knight seed has grown rapidly under the drive of strong vitality, and has approached the radiant knight. In terms of the standard of strength in this world, it is the eighth order, which is comparable to the original Irida.

It's just that, despite this, in the face of Irida at this moment, Sirulia did not feel a little relaxed in his heart, but was extremely dignified in his heart.

Because in his senses, the Irida in front of him was like a huge torch, and the terrifying momentum was almost suffocating, almost making people wonder if this was a person who had not recovered from serious injuries.

Only the body that was severely injured still had this prestige, so that at this moment, Sirulia did not dare to act rashly, but his eyes were fixed on Irida, and he was firmly locked in with a fighting spirit, ready to strike at any time.

Under his gaze, in front of him, Irida had a flat expression, holding a dark black long sword in her right arm, and walked towards him quietly.

As if she usually took a walk, Irida was dressed in a golden robe, her long hair fluttering in the wind, and she looked extremely handsome, as if a high god had descended in the sun, and her eyes looked at Siruria.

He walked quietly like this, and with every step he took, the momentum on his body was expanding, and the terrifying power made Sirulia in front of him nervous, and some fine sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Ahh

Quietly walked in front of Siruria, looking at Sirulia in front of him, Irida let out a deep sigh, and then silently put away the long sword in his hand, and looked at the person in front of him with a pair of eyes: "You have this strength, but it surprises me." ”

"There are many more things that surprise you. Sirulia spoke flatly.

The words fell, and the place fell silent again, until Prince Irida's voice rang out again.

"Your Majesty is dead. Looking at Sirulia in front of her, after a long silence, Irida spoke.

"What!!"

This time, the indifference and calmness on Siruria's face finally couldn't be maintained, and the arm holding the sword shook directly, as if he was a little incredulous.

Irida didn't say anything about his reaction, just stood quietly in place, waiting for him to digest it quietly.

A few hours later, as the sun began to burn on the earth, Irida walked out of the manor with a calm expression and silently walked out under the gaze of the servants behind her.

Standing still, looking at Irida's figure far away, Sirulia fell silent.

He stood alone in the sunlight for a long, long time before turning and walking in one direction.

"How?"

Walking to a long pavilion, Tarina's gentle voice came from afar, gently reaching Siruria's ears.

In the long pavilion, Tarina was dressed in a silver long dress, standing quietly in front of the long pavilion, looking at Sirulia in front of her.

"My father was born. ”

Looking at Tarina, Sirulia sighed softly, and there was some complexity in her words.

For his father, in the past, because of certain things, he had always hated very much, and that hostility was hardly hidden.

And the other party never cared about Siruria's hostility, and always turned a blind eye until Sirulia killed his brother, and the other party became angry for the first time and expelled him.

Now, the other party has died, and when he recalls the past, even if it is Siruria, he can't help but feel a little complicated at this moment.

"In the battle outside Kumar City, although the plague beast was repulsed, the earth giant was also seriously injured and forced into a deep sleep. He was also affected by this and died soon after. ”

Sitting beside Tarina, Sirulia whispered, "Uncle Irida came this time to find me to go back to inherit the throne and become the new king of the Kumar Kingdom. ”

"What do you think?" asked Tarina softly, listening quietly to Siruria's story.

"I..." Sirulia murmured, a little complicated in her heart.

Neither of them is a simple person, and they naturally understand Irida's purpose.

The Kumar Kingdom was attacked, the guardian beast was seriously injured and fell asleep, and the lord of the country was killed, which can be described as a heavy loss.

In this case, Kumar's most urgent task at the moment is to find a new and powerful combat force to resist the invasion of the plague beast.

And this goal, the Red King Beast is very suitable.

With the ability of the Kuma Kingdom, over the years, it must have known something. For example, Adil signed a contract with Tarina, and Sirulia signed a contract with Tarina.

In this case, if Sirulia chooses to return to China to inherit the throne, Tarina should be together if nothing else, and to some extent, it can be regarded as tying the Red King Beast to her chariot.

It's just that, even if he can see it, Siruya can't feel any bad feelings.

As a prince who grew up in the kingdom of Kuma, it is impossible to say that he has no feelings for Kuma.

Even, the position of King Kumar was his goal for a long time in the past, and he made a lot of efforts to achieve it.

As for the hatred of the past, it has slowly worn off in the past three years.

Three years of seclusion, three years of precipitation, during these times, the two of Siruli put their energy into life, and everything else, although not disappeared, was also worn out by time.

In addition, as the object of hatred, his father had also died in the battle to surround Kumar at this time.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through her heart, and thinking of this, Siruria's mood became calm, and she slowly made a decision in her heart.

The next day, when the sun rose again, the gates of the manor were opened again, and Siluria and Tarina walked out of it.

Outside the manor, Irida stood, dressed in a golden robe that fluttered in the breeze and shone golden.

As if he understood Siruria's decision, he stood in place, looking at the figures of Sirulia and the two, and a smile slowly appeared on his face.