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In the deep cave, Fu Gen, who had returned to his human form, was crying. He remembered his past, and then he regretted it to the extreme.
He still remembered the oath he had sworn. After the emperor had found him again from the stars, Fu Gen had returned to the human empire. However, the number of soldiers in the army created using his gene seeds was very small. Their numbers were declining. In order to revive his army, Fu Gen gathered everyone and announced his orders.
"We are the king's sons. We want all the people who look down on us to know this. We are the perfect warriors. We will not disappoint the king. We will never fail!"
The king was moved by them, so he gave them a unique honor: the King's Sons legion could decorate their breastplates with the Empire's double-headed eagle symbol.
Fu Gen still remembered the scene of the oath.
However, everything changed after the chaos of Horus. Chaos designed an elaborate conspiracy against Fu Gen. In the sword that Fu Gen seized and used during the expedition, there was a chaos demon hidden. After he got the sword, the chaos demon kept whispering to him and eroding his mind.
Horus' worldview was reversed by the Four Gods of Chaos. He immediately went to look for Fu Gen. At first, Fu Gen did not want to betray the Four Gods of Chaos. However, the corruption of Chaos over a long period of time and his friendship with Horus eventually led Fu Gen to board the pirate ship and become a member of the rebel army.
The destruction that Fu Gen caused was far more than that. The corruption spread from him to the officers of the legion and eventually corrupted half of the King's Sons legion. Fu Gen also killed another original body, Ferus, under the control of the chaos demon in a later battle and beheaded him.
Killing his own brother with his own hands made Fu Gen even crazier. He was completely depraved in his schizophrenia.
After that, Horus was defeated by the king. The king was seriously injured and had to enter the golden throne. Kirriman took over the position of the Empire's regent. Fu Gen again seriously injured Kirriman in battle, cutting his throat. Kirriman had to enter the static force field to survive.
Killing one and injuring another. That was something Fu Gen could be proud of. Now, it was his nightmare. When he recalled all of that, the king's son geno prototype started to cry. His silver hair was scattered across the stone bed. He was so sad.
He couldn't forgive himself for what he had done. He didn't have the face to face the Emperor who had saved him. He didn't have the face to face Gilman who was standing in front of him. He covered his face with the blanket and felt extremely ashamed.
The Emperor sighed softly. The Human Lord opened his mouth but did not know what to say. In the end, the Emperor said, "Fu Gen, get up. I need your power."
"… And I will serve you once again, Father." Fu Gen finally collected his emotions. There were still tears on his face, but the perfect king's son geno prototype had quickly recovered. It was just like the first time the king had found him.
Fu Gen would never allow himself to have the slightest flaw. He tried hard to show respect and seriousness, but when he saw Kirriman standing in front of him, his pale and handsome face was still a little ashamed. "I … I'm sorry, Kirriman …"
At this point, Fulgen's face looked as if it had been cut by a knife. Endless pain filled all of his emotions. He still remembered the moment when he beheaded Felix, and also remembered how he mercilessly mocked Kiliman, and finally slit his throat.
The painful memories of the past almost made him unable to breathe.
"Oh! No! "Gilman's eyes were filled with tears. He rushed forward and hugged Fu Gen." Welcome back! My brother! "
Fu Gen's eyes were hot. The king's son geno prototype froze for a while. He patted Gilman on the back and said, "Thank you … Thank you."
A few words were better than a thousand words.
"Welcome back, my brother!" My brother! "Angelo laughed heartily and went up to hug Fu Gen." How is it? How does it feel to be back? "
"Not too good. The past 10,000 years have been a nightmare. This will forever be a stain in my life. I will never forgive myself, but I am ready. I will atone for what I have done." Fu Gen gradually regained his rationality. He hugged Angelang and patted Angelang's back hard. "Damn it, so you're here. After you disappeared, Khorne was furious. He said that whoever brought him your head could …"
"Then you can directly become a Demon Prince, right?" Anglo said helplessly. "We've already heard Magnus say this once."
"Damnit. I heard from Magnus that we were going to send Kiriman back to his crystal coffin. That's why I brought people to the agreed upon location." Fu Gen uncomfortably took a towel from the imperial guard and wiped his face forcefully. "He must've been turned back like Angelo, right? Where is he? "
"He is sitting on the golden throne," the king coldly said. "He is atoning for his stupidity."
"Oh, that is a good idea. At least father does not have to sit on the golden throne anymore." Fu Gen reached out his hands and parted his silver hair in the middle. He put it behind his shoulders. "So, I am the third one?"
"It may be difficult for us to get Mortharian out of the Eye of Fear. The disappearance of Anglo and Magnus made Nurgle, who loved his children, feel uneasy. Therefore, he ordered Mortharian not to leave the Eye of Fear." The king gently nodded. His voice was very cold. "I do not want to touch Petrabo's Iron Bucket Formation for now. So, you should be the last one in the near future."
"It looks like my luck is good. Now, I am back." Fu Gen nodded. His eyes were still a bit ashamed. Judging from his expression and tone, the king's son who pursued perfection had returned. "Can you tell me what is going on? Father? "
Many memories flashed through the king's eyes. He finally nodded and told Fu Gen the whole story, as well as Laing's existence. "He is Macado's last gift to me."
"Hello, my brother." Fu Gen shook hands with Laing. The silver-haired handsome man showed perfect etiquette and behavior. He had a faint look of gratitude on his face. "I don't want to say too much. I will use my performance to prove everything."
"Then I look forward to it, brother." Ryan revealed a smile. In front of Fulgen's perfect posture, Ryan's behavior was not very natural. The elder brother in front of him was different from Angelo and Kirriman. He seemed to be born with a natural disposition that made it difficult for people to feel close to him.
Fu Gen put on a set of custom-made aristocratic attire, which showed an almost perfect aristocratic temperament. He tied the belt, tied the scarf, and straightened the collar.
After putting on the clothes, Fu Gen's eyes were a bit dim. "Father, can I ask you something?"
"Go ahead."
"I know your ability is to resurrect … I want to know, can Felix and the others still come back?" Fu Gen tried to ask. Hearing this question, Anglo and Kiliman looked at the king's imposing figure with expectant eyes.
But this time, they were disappointed. The king shook his head faintly. His voice was very soft. "It has been ten thousand years."
Yes, it has been ten thousand years. The four original bodies present sighed.
Fu Gen's face was only filled with sorrow. Killing Felix with his own hands and seriously injuring Kiliman was his nightmare. "I am truly unforgivable. I owe you and everyone else too much, father."
"Then I will need your strength, Fu Gen. You will go with me to Tyrell in the south."
"There is also an ancient saint's ruin there. This time, I will not trouble Laing. I may need you to stay in this world. Now is not the right time for you to return to the Empire. I cannot stay here for long. There are some things I need you to do."
"As you command, father."
… …
When the baron returned to his territory, he received the treatment of a hero's triumphant return. The territory was decorated with lanterns and streamers, and the people cheered wantonly. They cheered for the baron's victorious return and cheered for another victory for the kingdom.
The serfs did not think too much. Foolish people also had valuable qualities. The baron was a Holy Grail Knight. As long as it was done by a Holy Grail Knight, it was right. As long as a Holy Grail Knight went to war, he would definitely win. This was the consensus of the kingdom's people.
Although this situation was not absolute, the serfs never thought too much. What they knew was that the baron had eliminated the Red Duke and his army. Their hard-won good days would finally not be disturbed by the undead.
It was early summer. The fields in the wilderness were all green. Laing rode through the road on his warhorse. The silver psionic power armor and the Holy Grail Knight badge in front of him revealed his identity.
"Hello! Your Excellency! "
"I offer you my respect, Your Excellency!"
"Good afternoon! Your Excellency. "
"Hello, everyone!" Laing politely greeted his people. The Red Duke's head hanging on the elven warhorse Grape's butt bounced with the warhorse's steps.
In the distance, the baron's castle stood on the ground. It seemed that he had returned early. François's army had not yet arrived at Zeon's territory. Laing trotted into his castle alone.
The people in the castle had already learned of his return. The female knight, wearing the standard marquess uniform, happily greeted him. "Laing, you're back!"
"Yes, I'm back, Suria." Laing turned over and dismounted. When he saw the beautiful figure of Suria, his face was full of smiles. The Holy Grail Knight stretched out his arms and let Suria rush into his arms.
"You're okay. That's great, Laing." Suria gently leaned on Laing's chest and whispered, "I've been worried about you, especially after Miss Veronica came back. She said that you stayed behind with Jerrold, Alfred, Frey, and Miss Teresa …"
"Things went well, but the process was not easy." Laing held the female knight in his arms. He was a little sad. "Alfred, Frey, and Jerrold were all injured, especially Teresa. She used too much magic to cover our retreat and is now in a coma."
Suria looked at Laing with some worry. "Is Miss Teresa all right?"
"It shouldn't be too serious. She just needs to rest for a few months." Laing shook his head and smiled bitterly. He took the female knight's soft little hand and walked into the castle together. "By the way, where are Veronica and the others?"
"Miss Veronica and the others returned to the baron's territory a few days ago. She, Astell, Dace, and Mr. Eiber returned to the territory with some injuries." Suria said gently, "Their injuries are not too serious. I have paid the demon hunters. Mr. Astell and Mr. Dace will be given a vacation. As for Miss Veronica, she is now continuing to monitor the progress of her wizard tower."
"Desperate woman." Laing knew Veronica too well. She had always been like this. If Laing was by her side, she would occasionally stop to enjoy the two of them. As long as Laing was not around, she was like a machine that never stopped.
"What about you? Do you have to be so desperate? Laing? " Suria had a faint smile on her face. She said to Laing, "The bath is ready. Your Dark Elf maid, Olica, is waiting for you in the bathroom."
"Okay." Laing nodded. After a long battle, a narrow escape, a hard battle, and the consumption of purifying Fulgend, Laing was indeed tired.
Fifteen minutes later, in the bathroom of the castle.
A thick mist filled the air. Laing relaxed his body and immersed himself in the hot water, breathing deeply. This battle had added a few small wounds to his robust body, but they quickly recovered. The sound of water splashing, the white tiles, the large bathtub, and the water outlet of the lion sculpture were all masterpieces of the Vanford palace craftsmen.
The water was clear and rippled in the bathtub. Outside the window, the mountains rose and fell, surrounded by clouds and mist. The early summer wind blew the green leaves on the boulders in the valley, contrasting beautifully with the blue water of the Shinon River. In the bathroom, the Dark Elf sat behind Laing, scrubbing his back. Her black and waist-length hair covered her shoulders and her wheat-colored skin. Her small hands held a towel, and she wore a black and white maid uniform. Because they were in the bathroom, the Dark Elf took off her stockings, revealing her slender legs and bare feet. "Master ~"
"Olica, nothing happened at home during this time, right?" Laing enjoyed Olica's service with satisfaction.
"No, Miss Sulia is very kind to all of us. She is also very gentle. She has handled everything very well."
"That's good." Laing nodded. He was right to choose Suria.
"But …" The Dark Elf looked like she wanted to say something, but stopped.
"But what?" Laing turned around and kissed Olica on the lips.
"Her Highness Morgiana's temper hasn't been very good recently. I can see that she's restraining herself, but … Master, I think you should still go and see her." The Dark Elf carefully probed, "Because … I can see that she wants to say something to you."
"I also plan to report to her after taking a bath, but before that ~" Laing stretched out his hand with a mischievous smile.
The Dark Elf's scream and the sound of water splashing came from the bathroom. After that, the sound gradually faded, and then it was inaudible …
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