"Long time no see."
Standing in the garden of the courtyard, the young man smiled as he looked at Cyuria in front of him. His pale face looked bloodless under the sun.
"Yes, it's been three years."
Cyuria looked at the young man in front of him in Silence and said in a low voice, "So, what's the matter this time?"
"Uncle Irida."
"So you still remember that I'm your uncle." Opposite Cyuria, the young man smiled.
The golden-haired young man in front of him was Prince Irida of the Kingdom of Kumar, who was also Cyuria's uncle.
In the past three years, because of the outbreak of the demon disaster, as the pillar of the Kingdom of Kumar, Irida had to be active in various battlefields. Over the years, his reputation did not decline, but became more and more prosperous, enjoying great prestige among the various countries.
Until some time ago, when the Nether level battle broke out outside Kumar, Irida was seriously injured and had to withdraw from the battlefield to recuperate. He did not expect to come here.
"You don't look well, and your body is a little uncoordinated."
Looking at Irida in front of him, Cyuria was silent for a while, then said, "It seems that the injuries on your body are a little more serious than I thought."
"Yes." Irida nodded and calmly admitted this point. "The Nether level is still too much for me. I'm already lucky that I didn't die on the spot after forcefully intervening in the battle of such existences. "
"What happened that day?" Looking at the pale Irida in front of him, Cyuria frowned and thought.
Although he had paid attention to the intelligence of the various countries, the forces involved in the battle outside Kumar were too terrifying, so he could not get accurate information at all. He could only vaguely know the existence of the battle.
However, judging from Irida's condition, the situation of that battle was probably very tragic.
Many thoughts flashed through his mind. After a while, he raised his head and looked at Irida in front of him, "I've already betrayed the kingdom. Kumar's matter has nothing to do with me."
"But you, Uncle Irida, what's the matter this time?"
Due to his severe injuries, Irida should have been hiding in Royal City to recuperate and wait for his injuries to heal in Silence. He shouldn't have taken the risk to appear in this area.
One had to know that they had to pass through many dark areas to reach this place from Kuma. With Irida's current state, it would be very dangerous if they encountered a dangerous Calamity Beast along the way.
"I'm here to bring you back."
Regarding this question, Irida let out a soft sigh. He did not beat around the bush and directly replied.
As soon as he said that, Xilluria was stunned at first, as if he hadn't expected this result.
However, he quickly reacted and sneered, "Go back? What are you going back for? "
"You should know that I am now Kumar's sinner, a traitor who killed the kingdom's heir."
He said coldly without the slightest hesitation. There was no room for negotiation.
"Back then, His Majesty and I were in the wrong."
Standing in front of him, Irida looked at Xilluria who seemed to be a little agitated and sighed softly. There was a deep sense of exhaustion in his voice, "But now, the kingdom needs you."
"I'm afraid what you need isn't me, but the Red King, right?" Xilluria said coldly. Even though the person in front of him was his own uncle, he did not hold back at all.
"That's right." Irida nodded and admitted this straightforwardly, "Compared to you, what the kingdom needs the most now is the Red King's combat power."
"As expected." Xilluria's face was cold, "What if I say no?"
The place fell into silence for a moment. It was so quiet that even the sound of insects around them could be heard. It was filled with a suffocating sense of oppression.
Standing on the spot for a long time, Irida sighed softly, "If that's the case, I can only take action and bring you back."
As soon as he said that, the next moment, Xilluria's heart suddenly became alert. An inexplicable sense of danger grew in his heart and rapidly expanded.
Before he could react, a sharp black longsword suddenly pierced towards him. The longsword carried majestic golden lightning as it stabbed forward at an extremely fast speed.
* Bang!! *
The sound of metal colliding resounded in the wilderness and spread far away, shattering the floor within a few meters under their feet.
In a flash, Xilluria pulled out his greatsword. There was a faint crimson combat aura flickering on the sword, blocking Irida's attack.
"Hmm?"
Looking at Xilluria in front of him and feeling the aura on his body, Irida was a little surprised and also a little gratified, "You've advanced to rank 8."
In the past three years, he had obtained the knight's inheritance that Adil had given him. In these three years, Xilluria had also improved on his original foundation and quickly grew into a powerful knight.
His knight aptitude was only average, but his original physical strength was already very strong, enough to rival a peak rank 1 Sorcerer. All these years, the knight's seed had grown rapidly under the drive of a strong life force and was now close to a Radiant Knight. In this world's standard of strength, it would be rank 8, which was equivalent to the original Irida.
However, even so, facing the current Irida, Xilluria's heart didn't feel relaxed at all. Instead, his heart was extremely solemn.
Because in his senses, the Irida in front of him was like a huge torch. That terrifying aura was almost suffocating, almost making people wonder if this was a person who had yet to recover from a serious injury.
Although he was only seriously injured, he still had such prestige. At this moment, Xilluria didn't dare to act rashly. He just stared at Irida, locking his aura firmly on him, ready to make a move at any time.
Under his gaze, in front of him, Irida's expression was calm. Holding a dark black longsword in his right hand, he just walked towards him in Silence.
As if he was just taking a stroll, Irida was wearing a golden robe. His long hair was fluttering in the wind. He looked extremely handsome. Under the sunlight, he was like a god descending from the heavens, looking at Xilluria.
He just walked towards him in Silence. With every step he took, the aura on his body was expanding. That kind of terrifying strength made Xilluria in front of him nervous, and some sweat appeared on his forehead.
"Sigh …"
Walking in front of Xilluria in Silence, Irida let out a deep sigh as he looked at Xilluria in front of him. Then, he silently put away the longsword in his hand and looked at the person in front of him, "I'm surprised that you have such strength."
"There are still a lot of things that will surprise you," Xilluria said calmly.
As soon as his words fell, the place fell into silence again until Prince Irida's voice sounded again.
"His Majesty is dead." Looking at Xilluria in front of him, after a long silence, Irida said.
"What!!"
This time, the indifference and calmness on Xilluria's face finally couldn't be maintained. The arm that was holding the sword trembled, as if he couldn't believe it.
Irida didn't say anything to his reaction. He just stood there in Silence, waiting for him to digest in Silence.
A few hours later, when the sun gradually became blazing on the ground, Irida walked out of the manor with a calm expression. Under the gaze of the servants behind him, he silently walked out.
In the same place, looking at Irida's departing figure, Xilluria fell into silence.
Under the sun, he stood alone in the same place for a long time before he turned around and walked in a certain direction.
"How is it?"
Walking to a pavilion on foot, Tarina's gentle voice came from afar and softly reached Xilluria's ears.
In the pavilion, Tarina was wearing a long silver dress. She stood in front of the pavilion in Silence, looking at Xilluria in front of her.
"My father has been born."
Looking at Tarina, Xilluria sighed softly. His words were a little complicated.
In the past, he had always hated his father very much because of certain things. That kind of hostility was almost undisguised.
And the other party had never cared about Xilluria's hostility and had always turned a blind eye to it. It was until Xilluria killed his elder brother that the other party got angry for the first time and expelled him from the country.
Now that the other party had died, recalling the past, even Xilluria couldn't help but feel a little complicated at this moment.
"In the battle outside Kuma City, although the disaster beasts were repelled, the Earth Giant was also seriously injured and forced into a deep sleep. Because of this, he was also affected and died not long after. "
Sitting next to Tarina, Xilluria whispered, "Uncle Irida came this time to ask me to go back and inherit the throne, to become the new king of Kuma Kingdom."
"What do you think?" Beside him, listening to Xilluria's story in Silence, Tarina asked softly.
"I …" Xilluria muttered softly, feeling a little complicated.
Both of them were not simple people. They naturally understood Irida's purpose.
Kuma Kingdom was attacked, the guardian beast was seriously injured and fell into a deep sleep, the king died in battle, it could be said that the loss was heavy.
In this situation, the most urgent thing for Kuma was to find a new powerful force to resist the invasion of the disaster beasts.
And this target, the Red Beast King was the most suitable.
With Kuma Kingdom's ability, they must have known some things over the years. For example, the contract signed by Adil and Tarina, and the matter between Xilluria and Tarina.
In this situation, if Xilluria chose to return to the kingdom to inherit the throne, Tarina would be with him if nothing unexpected happened. To a certain extent, it could be said that he had tied the Red Beast King to his chariot.
However, even if he understood, Xilluria couldn't bring himself to feel any disgust.
As a prince who grew up in Kuma Kingdom, it was impossible to say that he had no feelings for Kuma.
Even the position of Kuma King was his goal for a long time in the past, and he had put in a lot of effort for it.
As for the hatred in the past, it had slowly faded away in these three years.
Three years of seclusion, three years of settling, during this time, Xilluria and Tarina had put their energy into living. Everything else, although it didn't disappear, it had been washed away by time.
In addition, as the target of hatred, his father, had already died in the battle that surrounded Kuma.
All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind. Thinking of this, Xilluria's mood became calm, and he slowly made a decision in his heart.
The next day, when the sun rose again, the gate of the manor was opened again, and Xilluria and Tarina walked out.
And outside the manor, Irida stood there, his golden robe fluttering with the breeze, shining gold.
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