"What's the meaning?"
"What's the meaning?"
The young mermaid repeated himself and suddenly chuckled, "I wonder if the Elf King is finding it easy to use Kalpana's divine power?"
Ruoslan's face turned cold instantly.
Naxi walked away laughing.
After the wedding, they returned to the villa. Standing by the window, Roslan took in the bustling world. He suddenly said, "Someone, give a visiting card to Princess Kalpana of the Western Sea... and tell her." He paused, "I want to see her."
The attendant responded, bowed respectfully and left.
About half an incense stick of time later, there was a burst of hurried footsteps outside the door, followed by a knock on the door.
Ruoslan subconsciously straightened his clothes and sat up straight: "Come in."
The door opened, and dazzling sunlight streamed in, making people squint. A slender figure stood in the backlight. Ruoslan said coldly, "Why, it's only been a hundred years, and you can't recognize it?"
"My Lord, what did you say?"
A strange voice.
A figure walked in. It was a man with a sword at his waist. He bowed and saluted: "Sir, I heard that you wish to meet the princess of my clan?"
Ruoslan's pupils shrank, his thin lips pursed, and his cold eyes stared at him sharply.
The man smiled perfectly. "Your Excellency, having slept for a hundred years, may not know that the current princess of our clan is Her Highness Pedros Norton. As for the Kalpana Norton you mentioned..." He sighed with regret, "The princess perished in the Endless Sea a hundred years ago."
"presumptuous!"
With a wave of his hand, the kettle and teacup fell to the ground.
Ruoslan's face turned pale: "In broad daylight, dare you speak nonsense again?"
How could she die? How could she die?
These villains.
This is complete nonsense!
The man was startled and tried to explain.
Ruoslan had already turned around and said in a cold voice, "Blast them out!"
The door closed again, and the light in the room dimmed again. In the distance, there was the sound of weapons clashing and shouting. Ruoslan sat at the table, staring blankly at the steaming tea in front of him, and suddenly murmured, "Impossible."
But what is impossible in this world?
The setting sun sank into the deep sea, the moon slowly rose, and the streets and alleys of the Silver Moon Kingdom's capital were hung with lanterns, as bright as day.
The figure sitting stiffly at the table suddenly moved, and his bones made a creaking sound. The man stood up and walked slowly to the door. He opened it and moonlight poured down.
He stepped over the threshold step by step, crossed the long street, and walked to the heavily guarded library.
The soldier held his sword across his chest and asked, "Who is coming?"
Ruoslan looked up: "Elf King."
The library was silent. Ruoslan went straight to the files, rummaging through the drawers and boxes, reading ten lines at a glance. Suddenly, his eyes froze.
In the spring of the 3800th year of the Continental Calendar, Kalpana Norton, the princess of the Sea Tribe, as a divine messenger, annihilated the Church of Light, which had dominated the Continent for ten thousand years. She also issued a divine decree: the Elf King is the incarnation of the gods, and will return to the throne of the gods after ten thousand years.
'Travel to Dragon Valley, open the seal of the dragon, and the dragon clan will be born'
'Give the Dwarves the most refined sword-making secrets'
'Conquer the four seas and live on the shores of the West Sea'
However, she said: I am the most loyal follower of the New God, and I will fight for him all my life.
At the end of the story, the powerful sea monster who swept across the world single-handedly smiled and dispersed all his strength, then collapsed and fell into the endless sea. Before he died, he tightly grasped a flourishing gentian flower in his hand.
Historical records show that the flower was finally collected in the Dragon Palace in the West Sea.
Jocelyn's heart suddenly shattered.
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