Chapter 029 The Awakening Prince
Seleu woke up to a strong smell of medicine.
He opened his eyes with difficulty, vaguely saw the wooden roof, and heard the clear chirping of birds.
So comfortable.
It had been a long time since he woke up in such a peaceful environment.
After his father and mother died, he was listed as a wanted criminal by his uncle who usurped the throne and began a year of escape.
The loyal guards and magic mentor took him, who was only thirteen years old, and escaped from the palace overnight, escaped from the border of Cecilia, and headed west.
They crossed the ocean, passed through the desert, climbed over the mountains, and finally entered the Fairy Forest.
He was hunted by the brutal black knight all the way, and the people around him died one by one to protect him. He went from being an innocent child to an orphan burdened with a deep blood feud.
With the last glimmer of hope, he ventured into the Fairy Forest, thinking that the black knights carrying the aura of death were afraid of the Elf King and would not dare to pursue him.
Unexpectedly, they ignored the reputation of the Elf King and wantonly stepped into the Fairy Forest to surround and kill him and Harris.
Seleu's memory of fainting stopped at the moment he was knocked away by the leader of the black knights.
Seeing that Harris was injured and bloody while protecting him, he was furious and wanted to die with the Black Knights.
However, his attack was like an egg hitting a rock and was a dead end.
At that time, Seleucus did not want to live anymore.
After losing Harris, he didn't know what the point of living was.
Just like that, die without any struggle!
His consciousness fell into endless darkness. After seeing his father and mother, he ran towards them joyfully, but was rejected.
His father, the king, and his mother disappeared, and he knelt on the ground and cried bitterly until a light appeared before his eyes and his consciousness returned to his body.
Blinking, and waiting for his vision to clear, Seleu finally saw where he was.
This is an old wooden house.
The cabin was probably well-repaired, as it was kept very clean, with an artistic dried flower decoration hanging on the wall.
I lay on the bed, covered with a soft and warm quilt.
Seleu's gaze slowly moved towards the window and saw a tall figure.
He was startled, propped himself up, looked at the back, and blurted out: "Harris!"
The man standing at the window turned around and asked in a voice as clear as spring water, "Is your companion called Harris?"
Seryu was stunned and saw the other person's appearance clearly.
This was a tall man with black hair, blue eyes and handsome features. He was wearing an exquisite blue robe with a flowing cloak covering his shoulders. What surprised Seleu most was that he had a pair of long pointed ears.
It's an elf!
Only elves could possess such an extraordinary appearance and beautiful long pointed ears.
Seleu excitedly lifted the quilt and tried to get out of bed, but found that he was not wearing any clothes, so he pulled the quilt back in embarrassment.
But soon, he lifted a corner of the quilt to check again, looking at the flawless skin in surprise.
What's going on?
Why aren't there any wounds?
"Moonlight grass has a very good healing effect. It not only saved your lives, but also repaired your wounds." The black-haired elf picked up the medicine pot on the stove and poured it into the bowl gracefully. Then he carried the medicine bowl to the bed and placed it on the small table beside it.
Seleu grabbed the quilt and stared at him blankly.
Up close, the elves are even more beautiful.
His face was as smooth as white jade, without a single flaw.
It seems the rumor that elves don't grow beards or body hair is true.
Seeing the young man on the bed staring at him in a daze, the black-haired elf smiled and said, "My name is Ilio. I was asked by the Elf King to take care of you and your magic mentor."
"The Elf King?" Seleu opened his eyes wide in disbelief and asked anxiously, "Are you talking about the Elf King? Where is he? I... I want to see him..."
"Shh..." Ilio raised his index finger to his lips, trying to quiet the boy. "Your companion is still asleep. He's more seriously injured than you. He just got rid of the poison and needs a good rest."
Seleu bit his lip, forcing himself to calm down, and looked around, seeing Harris on the other bed. He was still haggard, but his face was no longer pale.
He breathed a sigh of relief, tears welling up in his eyes as he cried with joy.
Very good!
Both he and Harris survived!
Elio said, "You were very lucky. You encountered the growing season of moongrass, which saved your lives. It also happened that the Elf King was patrolling the forest and expelling the evil invaders."
Seryu buried his face in the quilt and sobbed.
During his year on the run, he sought help from many people, including his uncle and his parents' friends. However, they were afraid of the powerful Black Knight and turned him away.
Along the way, he suffered countless cold stares and saw the ugliness of human nature. In the end, the ones who saved his and Harris's lives were the elves, who were known to the world as arrogant and indifferent.
Elio looked at the crying boy and picked up the medicine bowl on the table. "Drink it first. It won't be effective if it gets cold."
Seleu wiped his tears and whispered, "I'm sorry, I lost my composure."
He raised his red eyes, took the medicine bowl, looked at the black liquid, gritted his teeth, and took a breath.
After drinking the medicine, he returned the empty bowl to the black-haired elf. "Thank you."
Elio took the empty medicine bowl and rinsed it in the sink beside the stove.
"This is the outskirts of the Fairy Forest. It's very safe. You and your companions can recuperate here. It's not too late to leave when you are well." He said slowly with his back to the young man.
Seleu knelt down in the quilt, looking at the elf's back.
This medicine is amazing. After drinking it, I feel energetic all over and even my mind is much clearer.
"Excuse me...can I meet the Elf King?" he asked nervously.
Ilio tilted his head. "You want to know where the Sword of Carlos is?"
Seryu met the dark-haired elf's all-seeing blue eyes and nodded shamefacedly. "I'm sorry, I..."
The elves were indeed a race with magical powers, just as Harris had said. Even though he hadn't revealed his identity, the other party already knew his identity and purpose.
"No need to apologize," Ilio said. "As Prince Cecilia, it's understandable that you want the Sword of Carlos back. But unfortunately, the Sword of Carlos is not in the hands of the Elf King."
Seryu was stunned: "How...how could it be?"
The Sword of Carlos isn't in the Elf King's possession? So why did he travel all the way to the Fairy Forest?
Without a sword, how could he prove his identity and seek revenge against the usurper?
The young prince only felt that the flame of hope had been extinguished and the future was bleak.
Ilio pulled a wax-sealed letter from his storage ring and handed it to the distraught young prince. "This is a letter of recommendation from the Elf King. Take it and go to the courtyard to find the Mage Danlov. He will tell you where the Sword of Kalos is."
The extinguished flame suddenly rekindled, and Seleu looked up in disbelief, staring closely at the wax seal on the letter.
Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, Ilio placed the letter on the quilt. "If you want revenge, at least learn your skills first."
Seleu held the wax letter tremblingly, tears streaming down his cheeks.
Elio left him lost in his own thoughts and quietly left the cabin, considerately closing the door behind him.
Outside, the sun was shining brightly, the woods were full of colorful wild flowers, and herbivorous animals were running freely on the grass. Everything seemed full of vitality.
Ilio walked with graceful steps into the depths of the woods. A fawn saw him and playfully came forward to bite his cloak.
"Hey, hey, hey, my little cuties, I don't have time to play with you right now."
The little deer was reluctant to leave and made a "yo yo" sound towards him.
Ilio stroked the small horns on its head, pulled back his cloak, and said helplessly, "This is my new cloak. I haven't worn it many times. Don't bite it."
The fawn shook its tail and let go.
Grabbing back his drool-stained cloak, Ilio fled, fearing that it would be too late and these enthusiastic little animals would pounce on him again.
The elf sped up, like a phantom, flashing through the dense woods and soon arriving in front of a clear lake.
By the lake, the blond Elf King sat on a huge rock, chatting with a giant water snake that was sticking out of the lake.
The water snake's hideous, scaly head floated on the surface of the water, spitting out a string of bubbles from time to time. When Ilio approached, it rolled its golden eyes and greeted him.
"Good afternoon, Ilio."
"Good afternoon, Hollecastle."
Ilio waved to the water snake, walked to the Elf King and saluted respectfully.
"Your Majesty, Prince Cecilia has regained consciousness, and I have given him your letter."
The Elf King looked at the young dark-haired elf and said gently, "Thank you for your help, Ilio."
"It is my honor to help the king," said Ilio.
The Elf King patted the boulder beside him and motioned for Ilio to sit down.
Ilio lifted his cloak, avoiding the moss on the boulder, sat down gracefully, took out a crystal from his storage ring, and casually threw it to the water snake in the lake.
The water snake extended its long tongue, accurately wrapped around the crystal, and said excitedly, "Thank you."
After obtaining the magic core, the water snake wisely sank to the bottom of the lake.
When the lake calmed down, Ilio asked, "Why doesn't the king explain it to Prince Cecilia himself?"
The Elf King frowned and said, "Rather than letting him become disillusioned, it is better to give him a glimmer of hope to survive."
The Sword of Carlos was never a real sword.
No one except the Cecilians can use it.
However, in the War of the Gods ten thousand years ago, the last Cecilian died, and today the Cecilia Kingdom exists in name only.
Ilio folded his arms, looked up at the azure sky, and sighed, "The forces of darkness have returned, and the continent will fall once again."
The Elf King stood up, his golden hair flowing like water, his green eyes deep. "As long as greedy desires persist, darkness will not disappear."
Elio looked up at the noble Elf King. "What can we do?"
The Elf King said in a low voice: "Do everything you can to protect your people."
Elio frowned, gave up the heavy topic, and asked, "When I went to see Prince Cecilia, Doris told me a lot about Sperian."
Doris was exactly the big fat bird Shu Li mentioned.
The Elf King softened his gaze and chuckled, "Really?"
Ilio stroked his chin. "I'm becoming more and more curious about him."
What was so special about this young goblin that the king valued him so much? In name, he was his junior apprentice!
The Elf King said, "You will see him on Midsummer's Day."
Ilio raised his eyebrows in anticipation.
At this time, the goblin cub that the Elf King and the Elf Warrior were talking about was still sleeping soundly on the carpet in the cabin.
After a thrilling night, Shu Li was exhausted and slept until noon.
Discio was the first to wake up. He rubbed his eyes and sat on the carpet in confusion. He looked around and saw his little friend sleeping in a strange posture.
Budno was sprawled out, taking up most of the carpet, Angel was huddled pitifully in the corner, and Sperian was about to roll under the table.
As for myself, I leaned against the foot of the bed, my forehead aching slightly.
Needless to say, he was pushed against the foot of the bed by the fat boy Budno.
Desio puffed out his cheeks and reached out to pinch Budno's nose.
Budno couldn't breathe through his nose and instinctively opened his mouth. Decio covered his mouth with his other hand.
Budno was suffocated and woke up, his eyes wide open. "Mmmmm--"
Discio decided to stop while he was ahead, released his nose and mouth, and asked with a straight face, "Did you sleep well?"
Budno took a deep breath, turned over and sat up, and saw Angel huddled in the corner and Sperian leaning against the corner of the table. He scratched the back of his head embarrassedly.
"Um...I don't sleep well."
Otherwise, I wouldn't fall out of bed every night.
Disio pointed at the blanket on him angrily and said, "Not only do you sleep poorly, but you also took away all the blankets!"
No wonder he felt colder the more he slept. It turned out that the blanket had all gone to the fat boy.
He rolled himself into a caterpillar!
Budno blushed and apologized while untying the blanket on his body: "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to—"
"Hmph!" Discio shook his head.
Budno knew he was in the wrong and said dejectedly, "Next time we sleep together, I promise I won't squeeze or grab the blanket."
Dixie stuck out her tongue at him: "Who wants to sleep with you next time!"
Budno was feeling aggrieved. Under normal circumstances, he would have argued with Disio long ago.
Angel was woken up, with messy silver hair sticking up, and asked blankly: "Why...are we sleeping in Sperian's house?"
Budno raised his eyes: "Yes, why?"
Dixie knocked him on the head: "Stupid, of course you were too sleepy and fell asleep!"
Budno covered his forehead and shouted unconvincedly: "You are the fool!"
"You're a fool, greedy and sleepy, lololol." Discio made a face at him.
Budno became enraged and rushed over to knock Desio down. Soon, the two cubs started fighting on the carpet.
"Ah, stop fighting, you'll wake up Sperian!" Angel tried to stop them.
Disio had wanted to beat Budno for a long time. If it weren't for his greed, the boss wouldn't have been taken away by the big devil bird.
Seeing him crying so sadly last night, I let him go temporarily. Now that the boss is back safely, of course I have to teach him a lesson and make him remember not to pounce on food as soon as he sees it.
Budno was fat and not as agile as Decio. He was pinned down and beaten several times, his face flushed red, and he was angry and annoyed.
Desio restrained Budno and asked sternly, "Will you dare to be greedy again in the future?"
Budno's eyes filled with tears.
His biggest hobby is eating. If he is not given delicious food, he will not be able to sleep well. But... but... because of his greed, he almost killed Sperian.
After struggling for a long time, he couldn't say it out loud.
Dixio asked again: "How dare you be greedy?"
Tears rolled down Budno's cheeks, and he cried out, "I won't do that again! I won't do that again! I won't be greedy anymore!"
Woo woo woo——
His fruits, his cakes, his nectar, I can never eat more of them again!
So sad!
But...but being greedy will harm his friends, he has to learn to restrain himself.
Desio got his promise and let him go temporarily.
Budno was still heartbroken and lay on the carpet crying.
Shu Li was finally awakened by the crying. He sat up holding the quilt and stared at his three friends in a daze.
The little fat boy was lying on the ground crying, the red-haired boy was hugging his arms with a cold face, and Angel was huddled in the corner, wanting to say something but stopping himself.
Why are you arguing so early in the morning?
"What happened?" Shu Li moved over and touched Budno's head. "Be good, don't cry."
Budno raised his tear-stained face and choked with sobs, "S... Sperian... I'm sorry, I will never... ever be greedy again... Woohoo..."
Shu Li blinked, finally understanding why they were arguing.
Although the little fat boy does bear some responsibility for this incident, he is still an ignorant little cub after all.
"I don't blame you, don't be sad. You can still eat... just don't eat too much." Shu Li comforted.
The little fat boy has a huge appetite. If he doesn’t control himself, he will definitely grow into a big fat ball fairy.
Being fat affects your health.
Budno wiped away his tears and nodded sadly.
Seeing that he had stopped crying, Shu Li breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and opened the curtains to let the sunlight into the room. "Wow, the weather is nice and sunny——"
etc!
Shouldn’t the morning sun be orange?
He suddenly turned around and asked his three friends, "Did you hear Xifu's cry?"
The three cubs shook their heads in unison.
"Oh no!" Shu Li urged nervously, "Hurry—we're going to be late for class!"
"Attend class!"
The three cubs realized it later and all jumped up and opened the door in panic.
They don’t want to be late! If they are late, they will have to clean up the bird droppings on the school playground. It stinks!
Shu Li didn't even bother to wash up. He put on his cross-body bag and rushed out the door. However, he found three cubs crowded at the door, motionless, and he almost bumped into them.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
Disio stepped aside to make room and pointed outside: "They... are all here!"
They refer to other goblin cubs.
"Huh?" Shu Li was surprised.
I saw many cubs flying around outside the house, and some were playing in the small square.
What's going on?
A female cub passed by, and Angel hurriedly asked, "Lois, aren't you going to school?"
Lois flew over, tilted her head adorably, and said, "Today is a holiday!"
"Holiday?" the four cubs asked in unison.
"Yeah!" Lois flapped her wings and spun around happily. "Elsa came over this morning and said that everyone was tired last night, so today is a day off and we don't have to go to class."
"Aha, great!" Angel clapped his hands.
"Yeah! Holiday! Holiday--" Budno and Desio high-fived.
"Huh——" Shu Li exhaled while holding onto the door frame.
There is such a good thing!
Woo woo woo~~~It’s so happy to be a little goblin!
It’s so humane to give you a holiday whenever you want.
Shu Li sent the three cubs away, went back to the house alone, took off her cross-body bag, and slowly went into the bathroom to wash up.
He picked up the cup for rinsing his mouth, glanced at the mirror, and suddenly froze.
Wait, is he overlooking something?
After returning home last night, he was anxious to take a shower and stood in front of the mirror without thinking much.
Now that my mind was clear, I finally reacted.
He... seemed to have a gray face and a head full of bird feathers last night, and spent most of the day with the Elf King.
Ahhhhhh!
When he stood on the Elf King's shoulders, he felt that the Elf King's hair was soft and smooth, and it felt very comfortable to touch, so he secretly rubbed it twice.
Um... I should... not have rubbed the bird feathers on it, right?
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