A few minutes later, David followed Artilisia, with a somewhat complicated expression, to a cross tombstone crawling with vines and moss, and then he was dumbfounded.

The tombstone is carved with the heroic story of a barbarian warrior who slaughtered in the shadows of the Shadows and covered the retreat of his teammates.

Although it was a lingua franca, the bells and whistles of the letters and shapes, David knew at a glance that they were Zhuoergan.

He could even imagine that most of them had been copied by the Drow mage, and then carved directly from a dagger by Siat, a shadow dancer.

After all, these two drow could not escape the evil urine nature, but the barbarian risked his life to save them under the siege.

Although I am not grateful for this, but the other party is dead, and it is still possible to organize a relatively glamorous funeral for them and erect a decent tombstone.

Just by doing this, David's whole dragon was numb.

Not only was the barbarian buried, but the grass on the grave was three inches high.

It's still autumn!

Could it be that they also specially found a druid to come over and carry out a grave grass beautification project?

Immediately asked in hindsight:

"How long have I been lying there?"

"One year." Artilicia replied with a blank face.

"One year ??" David was as if he had been stepped on by a she-dragon in his cloaca.

"Huh? Or do you think? Artilicia replied lightly.

It seemed that he realized that his son's focus was not on him at all, and he was a little relieved, and a little lost.

The whole dragon looked a little muddy.

At first, he was a little worried about how much David had seen his ugly appearance of crying and even committing suicide and burial after his son suddenly 'swallowed'.

But after that conversation, I was completely crushed by another shock:

His son, who is only seven years old, has gained divinity and become a demigod?

Is this possible?

Impossible!

This is something that cannot happen in the realm of knowledge that he can understand!

You must know that the genius is as strong as the Crimson Calamity Pavla, and now he is just a legend.

After all, there are only a few paths to the demigods:

or be elevated by the existing gods to bestow divinity;

Either through rituals or contracts with angels or demons to obtain divinity;

Either through artifacts or relics, it is possible to obtain partial divinity;

Either inherit or seize the divinity of the existing gods:

But this requires extremely harsh situations, such as the legendary Sage Havoc that once occurred on the plane of Torreel, where mortals could take away their divinity by defeating or killing a god in Sage form;

In addition to these possibilities, there is only one way to improve yourself:

In some extremely rare cases, mortals may gradually improve their souls and abilities through self-improvement and refinement, through meditation, study, and exercise, and eventually reach the realm of divinity.

However, such a process can often take hundreds of years or even longer.

This alone basically cuts off the possibility of a short-lived species like human beings to realize divinity through self-realization.

But this is the only way for the strong people of the past generations to climb the divine path on their own.

Puzzled, Artilisia's whole mind was confused.

At this moment, only with the calmness of a poker face, as if he could hide his confusion.

But he is 'calm', but David is not calm.

"! Then let's pack up and go back, if Tanya finds out that I have been running away from home behind her back for more than a year, then she will have to go crazy! ”

When David heard this, he turned around and prepared to walk the dragon, as if he had completely forgotten that the lonely grave of the barbarian behind him was being rustled by the autumn wind.

Artilisia immediately reassured with a look of 'already arranged':

"Your sister doesn't need to be too anxious, I've already asked Syath to take Ahmet back to the Old World by boat first, and to Tanya's side, I said that you have temporarily entered the cultivation of alchemy in the territory of the Silver Grand Duke."

"Oh." David breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly asked:

"Has the war between the High Elves and Drow begun?"

Artilisia didn't know what kind of crooked thoughts his red dragon son had, and he looked at him almost with slanted eyes, his eyes full of complexity:

"No, you have forcibly demolished half of the Spider's Hive City, which is the Holy Land of Drow, and Drow has been busy fighting for power and profit for the past year, trying to obtain the recognition of the Spider God Queen to become the legitimate successor, not four or five years, most of them can't recover their vitality, just now, what are they going to fight with the High Elves?"

"Oh," David was immediately disappointed.

"But without the threat of Drow, the elf king Eleondo has been making big and small moves in the past year, busy withdrawing the excessive authority of the nobles in various territories, weakening local forces, and causing a lot of backlash in various places, this elf king may have been suppressed for too long, and now his actions are too radical, in my opinion, I'm afraid it won't be long, I'm afraid. Before the Drow elves attacked, the High Elves themselves were afraid that a civil war would start. ”

"Huh?"

David was stunned for a moment, and then slapped the ground with his tail, and said overjoyed:

"It's a good fight!"

If these long ears don't fight, what does he Davy rely on to make money?

But it's ironic to think about it, and sure enough, without external pressure, the interior began to collapse on its own.

I just saw that my silver dragon father's face was a little wrong, and he coughed lightly twice:

"Ahem, among the nobles who oppose it, I'm afraid there is not your concubine, your long-time friend, the Duke of the Silver Wheel, Her Royal Highness Millie Elizabeth, right?"

Artilicia opened her mouth, but still admitted:

"Yes, don't you think that although the Elf King's move is reasonable, it is somewhat excessive?

"I don't know about other nobles, but the territory of the Duke of the Silver Wheel has been cultivated by their Scalia family inch by inch, bit by bit, since its ancestors.

"For so many years guarding the southern frontier for Devensel, preventing the attack of humans from the south and rising in Middle-earth, there is no merit and hard work, right?

"How can it be said that the right to tax itself will be withdrawn?

"Isn't it time to take back the right to trade and military power after the tax right is withdrawn?

"Isn't it time to take back the lord's autonomy when the military power is withdrawn?

"Taking back autonomy is."

David hurriedly stopped him from continuing to chant the scriptures:

"Stop, stop! Say no more, you're right! The elven king Ariando is a sand sculpture with long hair and short knowledge, and he also wants to be the emperor? Bah! ”

"Huh? Do you see his ambition to turn the whole of Devensel into an empire? ”

Artilisia was suddenly a little impressed by his unlearned and unskilled son of the red dragon.

"Huh? Isn't it? David was also a little confused.

Isn't this rhythm in history textbooks?

It's just that except for some ruthless emperors who were born out of nowhere, few of them can die well.

"The key is not this, the most unacceptable thing for me is that Eleondo guy actually wants his stupid son to marry Elizabeth, can you bear this?"

David tried his best to recall, and then he remembered the elf princess who was angry with him and cried on the spot.

Immediately lowered his voice and asked secretly:

"Isn't that good? Then you will be crowned an earl or even a duke! ”

"Whew! My silver dragon is still rare for a High Elf title? ”

As soon as Artilicia finished refuting it, she clarified David's divine logic, and she became angry:

"Hey, wait! How did I get sealed? What are you thinking about all day long, a red dragon!

"My relationship with Millie is pure! Elizabeth is not my daughter either! ”

"Ah, yes, yes, yes!" David didn't bother to argue with him, but he heard the other party continue:

"Millie and I have the same intention to marry Elizabeth to you!"

"Huh?" David immediately broke away like a cat with his tail stepped on:

"Why! Do you have my consent? ”

"Isn't Elizabeth beautiful enough?" Artilicia asked suddenly.

"Pretty." David's tone softened immediately, and he told the truth.

"Isn't little Elizabeth in good shape enough?" Daddy Silver Dragon continued to torture.

"Convex and backward."

"Isn't Elizabeth rich enough?"

"A veritable rich woman."

"Then you're still against a fart!"

"Oh, too." David immediately rubbed his chin and thought about it seriously, and then suddenly realized the [rage] and said:

"Does this have to be the same thing?

"Wouldn't these three questions be the same answer to my mother, Pavla?

"Then why are you still shrinking in the New World for so long like Wang Ba, and you don't dare to go back and take a look!"

The silver dragon father was immediately stabbed by this heart-piercing knife, and in her drow form, she jumped to her feet and screamed:

"Does this have to be the same thing?

"She is completely against my free will!

"I was forced!"

Syllable!

David immediately clawed Artilicia in 'Drow' form to the ground.

Transformed into his drow form, he is no match for David in terms of strength.

It's just this familiar scene, which immediately made Artilicia recall the unbearable memories of the seashore back then, and just about to change back to his original form and struggle with all his might, he heard David say:

"Well, didn't you come up with the same answer as me?"

Artilisia was suddenly relieved and gave up struggling:

"Also, it's me who owes it to consideration, I apologize to you, and I won't mention it again in the future."

It's just that the appearance that seems to be out of the mud and not stained, and I see pity, immediately made David stunned, and the force under his claws couldn't help but be a little heavier.

[Color.]

"Ahh

Immediately, as if he realized something, he turned his head, raised his eyebrows and said:

"What are you doing? Don't let me go yet. ”

"Ahh

For a time, in front of the grave of the barbarian.

The father and son looked away with each other's hearts.

(End of chapter)