Hyperion Star, Royal Court.

In the gazebo in the garden, Evan and Eru Lomei sat staring at each other, separated by a stone coffee table with a porcelain tea boat on it.

The so-called tea boat is a shallow bottom vessel for placing teapots, tea cups, tea ceremony groups, tea pets and even tea food, the shape is not limited to the style, it can be a single layer or a mezzanine, and the mezzanine is used to hold wastewater;

This kind of utensils is not made up by Evan, but a practical utensil spontaneously made by the people in order to facilitate tea drinking, and it can be regarded as a kind of feedback from the bottom up after the tea drinking culture is integrated into the Hyperion Star.

At the same time, derivatives of tea drinking culture, similar to the art of life such as the tea ceremony, are also gradually brewing.

And within the royal court, the person who turned tea drinking into an art of life and even a ritual was Queen Elu Luomei.

Ever since Evan started making tea, she had always liked the drink, but the way she made it made tea made her very resistant and even rude.

After all, Evan was the kind of person who would only hold a teapot and heat it with light, which was at odds with the elegance and delicacy required to make tea, and Elorome had always scoffed at his violent and heavenly methods. Therefore, in his own way, a series of improvements were made, and it was regarded as standard etiquette.

This time, in front of Evan, she first asked the maid to prepare tea leaves and spring water, then picked up the teacup with bamboo tea tweezers, scalded it with boiling water one by one, and then took out the tea leaves with tea and divided them into cups. After doing all this, Elurome soaked the tea leaves in boiling water for a while, washed them again, poured the remnants into the tea tray, and then re-brewed the boiling water.

"......" Ivan sat on the sidelines and looked at it unconsciously, nodding again and again.

Looking at the peerless beauty in plain clothes and white sleeves, wearing long braids that hang down to the waist, and making tea meticulously, it is indeed a pleasing scene.

"Tea is different from fruits, the taste of it has to be savored, and even when you make tea, it is a kind of enjoyment, what you did in the past is simply messy. As she counted him down, she picked up the white porcelain teacup and handed it to him:

"I've tried a lot of things in order to preserve the fragrance to the maximum, and the one you're demonstrating in front of your eyes is currently the most mature. ”

"My cousin is a pioneer in this area. ”

Evan took the teacup she handed over, took a sip lightly, and praised with a smile: "Sure enough, the taste is much more mellow than before...... If you have time, teach others more, I think this art of drinking tea is worth promoting. ”

"I'm not available. ”

Eru Romei raised her eyebrows and glanced at him, then decisively refused.

"......" Evan smiled slightly, and didn't say anything - although the other party rejected him without hesitation, but from those smiling eyes, it was clear that she was just arrogant.

"Do you remember how you sent me to the Fortress of the Royal City more than ten years ago to negotiate with the Federalists?" Evan slowly put down his teacup and began to cut to the chase.

"It's been so long, haven't you forgotten?" the silver-haired woman looked at him with a little suspicion, wondering why he suddenly began to dig through old accounts.

"It's not about going through old accounts, there's something I have to tell you. ”

Evan looked at her flickering eyes and said in a slow tone, "I left a lot of blood during the negotiation, and someone stole a drop...... After a series of coincidences, it fell into the hands of a woman. She used this blood to conceive my child, and she was born without incident. ”

“......”

After listening to his words, Elorome's face had returned to normal, and her silver-gray pupils contracted slightly, and then lit up with a keen light: "I see what you mean...... You're telling me this, probably because you don't want to dispose of them, right?"

"They have disappeared from the eyes of others, and I am ready to enact legislation in the cabinet to strictly prohibit similar things from happening. Evan first said his follow-up methods, and then began to answer her question: "I won't recognize my daughter, just arrange a royal identity for her...... What do you think?"

"What do I think?"

The silver-haired woman pursed her lips and smiled, her expression became charming and delicate, but her voice suddenly became cold, and she gritted her silver teeth and gurgled as if she were chewing crushed ice, and there was a cold chill between her words:

"Seize the mother and daughter, mummify them while they are alive, and seal them in iron coffins with the scarab beetles! Let them suffer day and night until their hearts are bitten through by the scarab beetle! When they are completely dead, make a mural of their tragic situation to warn the world - this is the punishment of the ancient kings for blasphemers. ”

Speaking of this, the smile on her face quietly melted, revealing another temperament that belongs to a strong woman, confident, calm, shrewd, and capable.

"But it's not necessary now......"

Elu Romei squinted her eyes, held the white porcelain teacup in both hands, and drank the tea with her head up:

"You and I have an infinite lifespan and don't need an heir, it doesn't matter what happens to that girl. So be it...... Instead of leaving her in the hands of that slut to disgust me, let her recognize me as a stepmother. If she starts cultivating from a young age, she will definitely be able to have a good relationship with Fisserman...... It's better to have Fisman have more sisters than to have more enemies. ”

"It's fine. Evan nodded, agreeing with her approach.

"That girl is very talented, isn't she?" asked the silver-haired woman suddenly.

"Born with the ability to control light energy, it's excellent. Evan didn't hide it.

"It's almost the same as mine...... No wonder you're tempted. ”

Elorome got up from the stone bench, turned to look at the fountain in the garden, and said thoughtfully, "If I take her as a righteous daughter, and her future achievements are higher than Fischman's, will you become more partial to her?"

"You and my heir, there's no reason to lose to anyone, Fischman is my eldest son, and he must be better than all his brothers and sisters. Ivan replied without thinking.

"There's always a gap in talent. The silver-haired woman said quietly.

"Then he has to work harder! I don't take preference for anyone when it comes to education, and what Fischman gets, my daughter will get too. As a man, he can use hard work to bridge the gap, and if he can't, he's incompetent. Evan picked up a cup of piping hot tea and replied categorically.

He knew Elurome's thoughts, as a mother, she must be inclined to her own son's side, in fact, his love for Fisman is far more than Shanna, but he has his own special way of loving his son - iron-blooded father's love!

One-one-one-one-one-one

The green leaves drift slowly on the lake, and the shores of the lake are dense with evergreen trees, and the waves of green leaves gently rise and fall with the moist and soft breeze characteristic of Ekhtadon, and only the snow remaining on the ground indicates that winter has already arrived.

The training ground of the royal court is dotted with this greenery, and at this time it is almost dusk, but the movement on the training ground has not disappeared.

Whoosh——!

With the continuous whistling of sharp sword sounds, longitudinal air blades swept in all directions, and after the thin and sharp air blades at the edges swept across, the scaly shattered blades of giant fish swept through the air one by one, and these whistling gaseous blades poured out like arrows, refracting the light in the air, glittering, like a huge net that was spreading out.

The source of the qi blade was a small, narrow-sized sword—this sword was held in the hand of a black-haired, black-eyed boy who was only four or five years old, and continued to tear the air with his skillful movements.

Sneer——!

Suddenly, the sword blade suddenly turned, and in an instant, dozens of horizontal slashing blades tore through layers of air vortexes, and dozens of transparent ripples spread over the ground, and everywhere they passed, stone chips were splashed everywhere, and the broken blades fell to the ground one after another.

The wind swept through, leaving only a bare patch of vegetation in the covered area.

"Whew!"

Fischman retracted the chopping action, exhaled lightly, and then confidently raised his little face and looked behind him hopefully:

"Mom and Dad, my sword is already able to draw wind pressure!"

"Wonderful!" said Elorome, looking at him with encouraging eyes, and then clapping softly.

"It sucks!"

Evan shook his head, walked to the training ground in a tuxedo, and picked up a twig.

Sneer——!

He held the branch and threw himself directly in front of his son, and the branch quickly cut through the air in front of him, only to see a phantom figure flickering by, and the air where the branch passed exploded like a heavy wave of water.

“......”

Fischman didn't have time to react at all, but instinctively raised his sword rung, and as a result, the whole person was directly swept up by the air wave and fell out of the ten meters.

After landing, he stumbled up from the dirt, only to feel the air around him hum, and a powerful wind pressure instantly followed, this time, Fischman gritted his teeth, gripped the hilt of his sword with both hands, and grabbed the step with both feet, and forwarded a thrust.

Boom ——!

This sword stabbed at the incoming wave of air, as if it had hit a wave, poking out a burst of 'splash'.

"Whew...... Call......

Fischman gasped for breath, raised his sword in both arms to resist the wind pressure, and shifted backwards a full ten meters before stopping.

"Tired!?"

The father's cold voice struck again, but the little boy saw only a phantom, like a dark arrow that slashed through the night sky, and stabbed him in the right shoulder. There was a sudden pain in his shoulder, as if he had been burned by fire...... Fisman almost burst into tears in pain.

"Cry when it hurts, but remember, you can only cry in front of us!"

Evan's voice swept along with the branches, causing the air to form a translucent liquid fan, and rushed towards Fischman mercilessly.

“......”

The little boy forcibly suppressed his tears, quickly set up the sword frame, and stared intently at the other party, and his feet stomped on the ground against the wind pressure to meet his father's figure, and under the gaze of those cold pupils, his sword seemed to come to life, and the tip of the sword was raised, followed by a swift silver light.

Bell ——!

The branches and blades slammed together, bursting with brilliant sparks.

“......”

Looking at his son's determined eyes, a trace of imperceptible joy appeared on Evan's tense cheeks. But he did not lower his demands, and with a little force, the branches shook, and gently forced Fischman, who was competing with him like a calf.

Sneer——!

As Fisserman retreated uncontrollably, the phantom of the branches swept by as if out of thin air, clinging to the little boy's chest and disappearing. A hole suddenly opened in the white training uniform of children's clothes, revealing the little boy's scarred body - looking at this scene, Ivan was still unmoved, waving a branch and pressing it expressionlessly.

“......”

Fisman hurriedly stopped his backward pace, his waist was thrust down, and his legs were instantly forked. Immediately after, he locked onto the phantom of the branch, and used all the strength in his body to slash at the weak point of the branch.

Bang——!

The blade struck the branch, sending a cluster of sparks into the air.

And at this moment, the branch in Evan's hand was straight out at an angle, with a flickering arc, and instantly stabbed the little boy's chest.

So fast!

Fisman struggled to turn the blade of the sword, and in the process, the branch was like an appendage of bones that instantly changed its move, and the next moment the sound of breaking the sky sounded again, it had already stabbed the little boy's throat.

Father is going to kill me?

Between the lightning and flint, Fischman's eyes flashed with fear, and the branch that attacked seemed to be no longer a branch, but a poisonous snake that could take his life.

"Wow!!"

The little boy screamed suddenly, only to feel that some invisible prohibition inside his body was directly broken by this sound. In an instant, a dark purple mist of light surged into his eyes, and the flame-like purple mist of light surged and exploded from Fischman's body in the form of a shockwave.

"The power of darkness is self-awakening again!?" Ivan was rushed by the light flames, and immediately stopped attacking.

Immediately afterwards, he appeared beside his son as if teleporting, hugged the confused Fisman, and hurriedly checked his body for him.

After covering his body with mental power, he quickly examined it, and found that his precious son had not become weak due to self-awakening - only because he had suddenly mastered great power and became a little in a trance.

"What's wrong with Fisman?"

Elorome quickly rushed over, snatched his son from his arms, and while treating his wounds in distress, he scolded Evan: "He is not yet five years old, how can you be so ruthless!?"

"He's fine, I'll go and soak in a repair solution later, nothing will go wrong." Evan threw away the tools used to beat his son and stepped forward to comfort him.

"you!" looked at her son in a trance, and the silverhair's distressed tears were about to fall.

"......" Ivan didn't have time to argue with her at this time, secretly rejoicing in Fischman's growth, but also thinking about the particularity of his sudden self-awakening.

First Shanna awakened herself, and then Fisman self-awakened in training, mastering the power of darkness that he had not yet learned...... Is all this really just a coincidence?