If on the street, a handsome guy who doesn't talk to you says to you: "Sao Nian, we both have the same hair color, and it proves from this point that you are likely to be my descendant~"

I'm probably going to beat this guy's head into a pig's head.

Forget it if you are more handsome than me, you dare to take advantage of me, don't you want this handsome face anymore?

However, this is a burial chamber, and it is the memory magic of the former emperor who has been dead for more than a thousand years, so this matter is another matter.

I pondered his words for a moment, and couldn't help asking, "According to your meaning, it is possible that all humans born with white hair may have a recessive bloodline similar to yours?" ”

"Not that it's possible," said Fred Alexander seriously, "but definitely." ”

He goes on to explain: "Ancient civilizations have already established the heritability of this gene, and it is impossible to have any other situation, even if the one-in-a-million chance of a genetic mutation will not occur. ”

"Huh?" I said with a disapprehensive face: "Is ancient civilization necessarily an unquestionable truth?" Who prescribes? The tone is so big! Who does the compiler think he is? The God of Creation? ”

Alexander nodded: "Yes, the ancient civilization is the civilization written by the God of Creation, and he distributed this civilization to every ancient race, but the vast majority of these civilizations were lost with the demise of the ancient race, leaving only the fragments of my goblin line." ”

I just said this casually, but I didn't expect it to be the handiwork of the God of Creation!

Alexander said in a relaxed tone: "Now, you should believe it, you and I both have the same recessive gene penetrance, which is a special bloodline trait that only the direct bloodline of my Fred family can have. ”

"But I'm a Terran."

"It doesn't matter what race it is," Alexander said, "Not all of my harem concubines are goblins. ”

"It turns out that you don't just like beauties of the same race~" I looked obscene and smiled.

Alexander looked around with a weak heart, and then remembered that he had long since died, and now he was only a memory magic left behind, and this was no longer his palace, but the tomb of only one living person, this living person, not a minister who often reminded himself to 'be cautious in words and deeds', but a junior with his own bloodline, he breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, his face was faintly sad.

Noticing that Alexander's expression was abnormal, I hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" Did I just say something I shouldn't have said? ”

"No," Alexander squeezed out a smile and said, "You're right, compared to fairy girls with pure royal blood, many foreign girls are more attractive and have better figures. ”

As soon as I heard him mention his figure, I unconsciously thought of Phoenix and Cagalli, both of whom are models of strong figures!

"Hey, hey, hey" The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, and I unconsciously let out a lewd laugh again.

Alexander coughed lightly, interrupting my train of thought, and he said, "That's the thing, you and your white-haired fiancée are probably both descendants of my Fred family, but they have different bloodline genes, I think, since you can activate the artifact, that girl may be able to do it too." ”

"What if she can't?"

"That can only mean that the number of Filed's bloodline genes she contains is too small to resonate with the artifact."

"No wonder your grandfather questioned me so excitedly after I activated the crown and reprimanded me so fiercely, it turns out that I am really a descendant of Fred Rupert!" I was a little depressed and said, "Although the bloodline is weak enough to show the characteristics of the elf race. ”

"You may have misunderstood something," Alexander said: "It has been mentioned in the genetic records of ancient civilizations that the physical characteristics of a child, in most cases, depend on the mother, and the genetic characteristics of the father only exist in the genes of the child, that is, whether the child has a strong acquired bloodline depends to a large extent on the father. ”

"In other words, my children's looks are up to their mothers, and their strength is up to me, right?"

"Exactly," Alexander nodded, "but I believe that your child's bloodline must be very good, because in your body, there is ancient blood. ”

I spread my hands and said, "I just hope my kids aren't like me, their magic is desperately low." ”

"This shouldn't happen," Alexander explained with a smile: "The scarcity of your mana is only limited to the ability value table, in fact, the black-red mist that you condensed before is also a kind of mana, if you judge it according to this aspect, your total mana value can be called excellent." ”

I breathed a sigh of relief: "So I'm relieved." ”

This is true, in the Zephyr Continent, where strength is the premise of competition, the magic value is also the benchmark for judging a child's future development, and I don't want my child to lose at the starting line.

"By the way, I've figured out the background of my ancestors now, so should I call you my ancestor?"

After hearing my words, Alexander frowned, thought for a moment, shook his head, and said, "It's better to be free, I prefer to be called by name." ”

See, the same Emperor, Fred Rupert asked me to kneel and lick him, and call him Your Majesty, while his grandson, Fred Alexander, was as amiable as a brother.

It's really the same rice to raise a hundred kinds of people!

After that, the two of us chatted a lot about homely things, and before I knew it, it was almost midnight, but I didn't feel tired at all.

"I said Alexander, your memory magic circle is engraved in this wooden coffin, right?" I patted the edge of the coffin and asked him.

"That's right."

"Does that mean that if I carry the coffin out, your memory magic will be carried out of here as well, right?"

Alexander glanced at me and smiled, "You don't mean to take me away, do you?" ”

“bingo！” I snapped my fingers and said, "You see that we are talking so opportunistically, why don't I take you out of here and put you in a safer place, we can still talk about nothing, and if you want, I can introduce more people to you." ”

A discoloration flashed across Fred Alexander's face, and it appeared and disappeared so quickly that I didn't have time to read its meaning.

Alexander smiled mildly and said, "If you want, I'll agree." ”

After walking around the coffin, I asked him, "If I find someone to remove your coffin from here, will it affect your existence?" ”

Alexander shook his head: "No, this memory magic was engraved by my own hands, as long as the magic array is not damaged"

He paused, then added, "I'm here to stay." ”