Vitruvius dragged his father, Marcus Cook, out of Parthenon overnight.

After getting Angela's news, Daddy Cook ran very happily, holding the ice-bladed snow leopard tightly in his arms, imagining Angela's sister's expression of joy and tears when he handed the ice-bladed snow leopard to Angela's sister.

Papa Cook had no idea that his son was simply running away.

When he reached the outside of the city, seven or eight hundred feet away, Vitruvius immediately took the form of a haka and lifted his father, and flew into the air.

It was night, and there was darkness of night, and Vitruvius was closer to the city than it had been when it was transformed into Haka, but no one had noticed it.

Five days later.

In the palace of the rose lion, Crown Prince Charles slowly opened his eyes.

His lover Angela and his only son, Vikrant, stood by his bedside.

Ten days without seeing the light, enduring the boundless darkness, the crown prince Charles was tormented, when he opened his eyes, he saw his lover and son at the first sight, waiting at his bedside, an inexplicable happiness surging in his heart.

Although Charles, who has changed to metal eyeballs, has lost his perception of the colors of the world, he still feels that the world is colorful.

There is a price to pay for using the Metal Eye, and that is to lose their perception of color, and the world they see will be made up entirely of gray colors and the outlines of objects.

This is also the price that everyone who becomes a king must pay.

"Father, the carriage is ready, and according to the arrangement of the ceremonial officer, you and the Queen Mother will set out from Parthenon to tour every major city in the principality, and finally return to the main temple of Parthenon to be crowned by the Seraphim."

Crown Prince Charles nodded slightly, stood up, stood up with his hands in his hands, and said, "Let's go, let's go and see the great rivers and mountains left to us by the ancestors of Klos." ”

On the outskirts of Aktamu City, outside the town of Fran, Tutian Village.

"Son, why did it take you only ten days to fly from Windmill Ridge to Parthenon City, and ten days to fly from Parthenon City to Tsuchida Village?" In a field in Tsuchida Village, Marcus Cook held the cub of the ice-bladed snow leopard and asked his son with a puzzled expression, originally he thought that it would only take two or three days to fly back to Tsuchida Village from Parthenon City, but he didn't expect to fly for ten days.

"Father, don't you know? The distance between the two is actually the same, these days, am I not flying hard enough? Go, Mother Angela, wait for us at home now, and let's go meet her. Vitruvius immediately changed the subject, he hadn't fully thought about how he should continue to fool around when Daddy Cook couldn't see his mother, Angela.

"Oh, okay, okay." Now Daddy Cook is a bit of a hexa, almost whatever Vitruvius says.

The two soon walked into Tsuchida Village and came to their dilapidated house.

There is a path in front of the broken house, and it is rare that this path is actually swept by someone.

In the past 10 days, Daddy Cook has been asking Vitruvius where he knew the exact news of Angela's hometown, but Vitruvius has made various excuses to prevaricate, which makes Daddy Cook a little apprehensive.

At this time, when I returned to my hometown, I saw that the road in front of my house had been simply cleaned, indicating that Angela was most likely in the room.

Daddy Cook was even more nervous.

Walking to the door, Daddy Cook took two deep breaths to ease his nervousness, he was indeed a little scared, but the ice bladed snow leopard cub in his arms gave him enough confidence.

Crunch.

The wooden door was pushed open.

The room was not locked at all, because the dilapidated house of the Vitruvius family really did not need to be locked.

As soon as the door opened, there was a hall.

There are people in the hall.

A woman.

A woman of peerless beauty.

She wore a hood and a black robe with her back to Marcus and his son.

This black-robed woman has a slender figure and a graceful body, although she can't see her face, but her exposed slender fingers are fair and firm.

Poof.

Daddy Cook knelt directly at the door, he raised the ice blade snow leopard cub in his hand high, and said to the black-robed woman: "Sister Angela, I know it's wrong, please don't leave me, this is my gift to you, this is an ice blade snow leopard cub, his name is Hug, you will definitely like it." ”

"Hug, quickly show the potential of your transcendent magical beasts." Daddy Cook shook the ice blade snow leopard cub in his hand.

"Roar!" The Iceblade Snow Leopard let out an angry roar in its hug, and ice debris erupted from its mouth, which, while non-lethal, did indeed indicate that this was a magical beast cub capable of growing to the point of transcendence, not a large tanuki.

The black-robed woman slowly turned her head to face Marcus and his son.

At this time, Daddy Cook was on his knees.

Vitruvius stood behind Daddy Cook.

When Vitruvius saw the woman's face clearly, he was behind Daddy Cook, hurriedly waved his hand, and said a word to the woman with his mouth.

Papa Cook also discovers that this woman is not Angela, although her appearance is in no way inferior to that of his own Angela's sister.

I heard the woman say to Daddy Cook, "I'm sorry, you recognized the wrong person." ”

After speaking, the woman did not wait for Cook to reply, but reached out and flicked it.

Father Cook, a transcendent warrior, rolled his eyes and fainted directly.

Then the woman stretched out her hand, and the ice blade snow leopard cub that Daddy Cook held in his hand crawled over like a clingy civet cat, with a docile look on the leopard's face.

The woman held the ice-bladed snow leopard to her chest and said to the ice-bladed snow leopard, "Why are you so fierce? Come, learn from me. ”

"Meow." The woman meowed.

The ice-bladed snow leopard also opened its mouth and barked.

"Meow."

The cry is clear and pleasant.

The black-robed woman put the ice-bladed snow leopard aside.

Then he said to Vitruvius with a smile: "Vitruvius, I haven't seen you for a long time, let's say, why do you want me to stun your father?" ”

This woman, dressed in a black robe, wearing a hood, and wearing an authentic wizard attire, she is none other than Sappero's master, a fifth-order witch, and Angelica, the black smoke witch.

"It's a long story," Vitruvius said his parents' affairs from beginning to end with a melancholy face, and when he encountered this kind of thing, Rao was as witty as he was, and he also felt helpless.

Suddenly, Vitruvius asked in a whim, "Angelica, you're a fifth-order wizard, right?" ”

"Well, yes."

"Then can you make my father forget my mother Angela forever."

Angelica gave Vitruvius a deep look, and after a long time, she said to him: "Vitruvius, do you know that it is more cruel to use witchcraft to make people forget their true love than to kill him?" ”

"Ugh"

"Vitruvius, the matter of your mother Angela is now known to the world, and at first I thought she was the kind of woman who loves vanity, but I came here for two days, and I don't think so."

Angelica smiled slightly, and did not continue, but sold a pass, and glanced at Vitruvius beautifully.

In fact, from the moment she met Vitruvius, Angelica seemed a little naughty, such as teaching the ice-bladed snow leopard to learn to meow, which was something that the previous Black Smoke Witch would never do.

"If your mother Angela is really a woman who is greedy for fame and fortune, how can she live in such a place for seven or eight years, things may not be as simple as you think"

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