Chapter 1,354 The Meaning of Prince

There was a flash of white light, and in my slightly regretful gaze, Artolia had already dressed up the pure white armor and dress artifact suit, took it back into her [body], and re-exposed the navy blue and white jumpsuit that she wears every day. Dress.

Although Artolia is still majestic and beautiful in this familiar dress, and it is pleasing to the eye no matter how you look at it, but I still want to take another look at her fair shoulders. "Okay, the fragments of the artifact have been successfully recovered, and we will go back." Leave it behind. Feeling slightly regretful, I stretched and yawned.

Although I didn’t spend a lot of time on this trip, there were too many unforgettable things that happened in my heart. Now I feel eager to return home and hold the girls at home tightly in my arms. An impulse that wouldn’t let go for three days and three nights.

Moreover, they should be very worried. They clearly said that if everything goes well, they can complete the test in one go, and it will only take a few months. If they fail, they will return to Harrogas to rest and prepare to regain their momentum. When leaving, give them a letter home.

I never thought that I would stay here for four months without any news. Even if I asked Akala for information about me, in such an isolated place, Grandma Mara and the others would not be able to find out our whereabouts. Therefore, I have It can be expected that the girls are all anxious and uneasy at this time.

Go back quickly.

The feelings in my heart became more urgent, and I took the lead.

But at this moment, something shocking happened.

Artolia, who was standing next to me and felt the urgency in my heart, also took steps to pack up her cloak and embark on the return journey.

But at this moment, something unexpected happened.

Just as he took his first steps, but still in the air, Artolia's body suddenly tilted, as if she had suddenly lost power, and fell down softly.

Jeluka and I were startled, and instinctively rushed forward to hug Artolia, who was about to fall to the ground.

"Artolia, what's wrong with you?" I stared nervously at the pretty pale face in my arms and asked hesitantly.

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As if all the strength in her body was suddenly drained away, Artoria, who barely trembled with her eyelids, gave a weak smile to me and Jeluka.

In my arms, the limp body looked even weaker than when I held Lena.

What happened to make Artolia, who was so energetic just now, suddenly become like this?

"Idiot, what do you have to apologize for?"

I subconsciously rubbed Artolia's face. Normally, I would never dare to make such an intimate move to the majestic king. This also shows that Artolia at this time is really beautiful. How weak can I be to have the courage to do such a small trick to her?

"Fan obviously wants to go back...

There has been no reply to Vilas and the others for four months. They must be very worried, so I’m sorry because it’s all because of me... and it’s so sudden at this time..."

"Stop talking, besides, I'm going to be angry. Indeed, I really want to go back to see Vilas and the others, but don't forget, they are my most beloved wives, and so are you." I widened my eyes and stopped Alto. Ya continued.

"Really? If you say that," Artolia's pale face glowed with a hint of mist. She paused and then said coyly.

"Can I be the same as Vilas and the others in Fan's heart?"

"Of course."

I pinched the tip of her cute nose affectionately again.

Although this is somewhat against my will, my feelings for girls are infinitely great, but if I insist on being more modest between Willas and Artolia, the greater number will still favor Willas. Not only Not only Artoria, but other girls too.

Probably, for me, Vilas is the so-called first life [.

But I never expected that Artolia would actually care about such a thing. Could it be that because of her sudden collapse, the feelings in her heart softened?

"How do you feel now? What happened?" Seeing Artolia blinking and seeming to have a tendency to break the pot and ask the question, I asked quickly.

She was somewhat relieved and still had the energy to care about such things, which meant that the inexplicable condition that happened to her was not very serious.

"I don't know either." Artolia shook her head.

"As soon as I tried to take a step, all the strength in my body was drained, and I couldn't even stand up."

Artolia smiled bitterly, her arms trembling slightly, apparently trying to move, but she failed in the end.

In other words, I don’t even have the strength to raise my hand.

This situation was not optimistic, and I became nervous again.

"Why is the power suddenly drained? Is it related to the inheritance of the artifact? Is it really impossible to detect any reason?"

"Although I'm not completely sure..."

Artolia gently closed her beautiful eyes and pretended to listen. After a moment, she opened her eyes with trembling long eyelashes and spoke to us.

"Probably the artifact suit that I just took back is absorbing the power in my [body]."

"How could this happen? Hasn't the inheritance been completed?"

I was so angry that I couldn't help but yell at that King Arthur, "What the hell? It's so troublesome to get a legacy, do you like to torment your heir so much?" There should be a limit to the unbridled manipulation of people. If it exceeds this limit, it becomes malicious bullying.

"Are you still absorbing power now?" I knew that no matter how much I scolded, it would be useless. I came back to my senses and saw Artolia's face getting paler and paler, and I couldn't help but frown.

Although I wasn't worried that King Arthur would kill his heir, seeing Artolia become like this, I still felt very uncomfortable, as if she was being tightly strangled by the five fingers of a big hand.

"It seems like this is still absorbing the power from the body."

Artolia knew that she couldn't hide it, so she nodded honestly. Although she didn't want everyone to worry, she also confirmed in her heart that King Arthur would never harm her.

"Don't talk so much now and have a good rest."

With a big hand, he picked up Artolia like a princess and carried her back into the tent. Jeluka cleverly ran into the tent first, spread the quilt, and put Artolia down.

At this moment, we don't know that above the ice valley, in the sky beyond the reach of our eyes, there is a pair of vaguely transparent figures, casting bright and sharp eyes.

If this figure could appear, we would definitely be shocked.

Because this figure is none other than the Spirit Bear Knight Elufasia who was thought to have disappeared.

Contrary to the frank and arrogant look in her eyes before, her eyes were staring down, filled with ice-like calmness.

From the moment 1 disappeared, she maintained this posture, staying motionless in the sky.

Watching Artolia enter the light pillar, and then watching Artolia emerge from the light pillar.

Until now, I saw Artolia falling to the ground and being helped into the tent.

That childish and cute face, like an angel, but so calm and emotionless, finally relaxed and even blossomed.

The feelings she had a few days ago were not made by her.

Being so calm, even cold, and unable to tolerate other things is just because I am too nervous and constantly remind myself to be calm.

Now, the dust has finally settled.

Elufasia's pretty face finally showed the innocent and beautiful smile of the past.

Gently stroking the ball of light in her arms, she murmured to herself.

"It's successful, Sister Xuelil, did you see it? We succeeded. Grandma Merlin was right. We actually succeeded."

His face flashed with an extremely excited expression. After a while, he calmed down and looked at the faint ball of light in his arms.

"It's just that you have been waiting for hundreds of thousands of years just to see this moment, but you can no longer witness it with your own eyes. The birth of the miracle in front of you is such an idiot. Sister Sherry, you really spent everything for that idiot. You are not willing to leave even a trace of your power to yourself. You are doting on that fool too much, and you can even give up the testimony that you have been waiting for for hundreds of thousands of years."

After speaking to the faint ball of light in her arms with such emotion and pity, her eyes fell back to the ice valley.

"His Majesty's heir, Artolia, you may have to suffer a little during this period, but it doesn't matter. The last test exists just for this. With that fool here, you will definitely be able to get through it, and then... "

His gaze moved slightly, seeming to penetrate the tent and fall on another person.

"Hmph, Idiot Bear is really taking advantage of you. Artolia is such a good girl. However, I have a hunch that the future of the Dark Continent seems to be decided by you in the end. Really, it is obviously impossible. For you, For an idiot, why? Inexplicably, I feel that you will be able to do things that even His Majesty cannot accomplish in the future."

Muttering some final words of farewell, Elufasia's cheeks became moist unknowingly.

Holding the ball of light in her arms, her last glance fell on Artolia.

The next second, together with the ball of light in his arms, the figure that was already as transparent as a gauze suddenly turned into countless light spots and disappeared.

Only the last words were left, drifting slowly to the place where the light disappeared, and were immediately blown away by the cold wind, and together they ended up in nothingness.

"Your Majesty is really going to say goodbye this time. I wish you good luck in martial arts."

Artolia has been unconscious for a long time.

The situation is not as optimistic as Jeluka and I imagined, and perhaps even Artolia herself did not expect it to be like this.

The King Arthur suit in her body is still absorbing the power that is about to dry up. It is like a greedy bottomless pit. It has not stopped at all because of the extremely dangerous situation of the master. It is still eating away and eating away again.

Artolia's face was as white as a piece of paper, her breath was weak, and even her heartbeat was faint. Her condition reached the point where it could no longer be dangerous.

That bastard King Arthur is truly worthy of the title of King of Killers. He can treat even his own heir so cruelly, just like he wants to kill Artolia.

Of course, I don’t know now that I really wrongly blamed King Arthur this time. Artolia’s crisis really had nothing to do with her at all. I didn’t understand this until later, and of course I won’t apologize to her. That’s it.

What to do now? Is it possible to watch Artolia being ruthlessly absorbed in power and weakening until...

I clenched my fists, bit my tongue, and punched out hard without reluctance.

No, absolutely not. I have already lost Sherrill and Alfasija. I will never allow the more important Artolia to disappear in front of me. There must be a way. Damn it, King Arthur, you won’t really You want to kill your heir. Tell me your answer quickly. What is your plan? !

"Your Highness the Prince..."

Jeluka, who had been staying by the bed to take care of Artolia, walked out at some point.

"how's it going?"

I quickly turned around and asked with hope, could there be a turning point?

In exchange, Jeluka only shook her head gently.

"No, if this continues..." She was obviously the most respected master and closest friend. She was caught in such a crisis, but her expression remained calm, as if... as if she had already decided what to do.

"Do you think there is anything you can do?" Sensing Jeluka's strange state, I couldn't help but take a few steps forward and hold her shoulders tightly, as if grasping the last straw.

"There must be a way." Jeluka's answer made me ecstatic.

"Then without further ado." I was about to drag Zeluka into the tent to use her method to save Artolia, but now I really couldn't bear it for a moment.

Unexpectedly, Jielu pulled me back and looked at me with a serious expression.

"Your Majesty is not in trouble for the time being, so before using this method, I want to tell His Highness the Prince something. This will make what we will do later more natural."

"any solution?"

Although I was anxious, I knew that Jeluka would never care less about Artolia than I did. She must have deep meaning in doing so, so I had no choice but to be patient and stop my hurried steps. Turning around, he looked at each other quietly with her deep and beautiful purple pupils.

"Does Your Highness the Prince know? Why did His Majesty have to avoid His Highness the Prince intentionally or unintentionally for a long time after passing the second test?"

"This is...why?" Jeluka didn't mention it, so I almost forgot about it. It was indeed such an experience, but it bothered me for a long time, and I was blackmailed by this dirty bitch. Pen, but in the end, I still didn’t get the answer I wanted. It was a perfect loss of my wife and soldiers.

Why did Jeluka suddenly bring up things that had already been forgotten at this time? Obviously when I was desperately asking questions, she always looked like she would not open her mouth even if she was beaten to death, betraying her first master, but now she wants to take the initiative to tell me the answer?

Could this [answer] be related to what we will do later?

Many thoughts flashed through my mind, and I looked at Jeluka sleepily, waiting for her to continue.

"Why does His Majesty avoid you? Why am I unwilling to tell His Highness the reason? Even if the current situation had not occurred, I would have kept it secret for a lifetime. Unless His Majesty himself told His Highness himself, that would be the most appropriate thing."

Jeluka took a deep breath and finally made a major decision.

"That's because the reason is that at the last stage of the second test, the one who appears in front of His Majesty is Your Highness, the Prince."

"I...why I..." I couldn't turn around for a while and looked at Jeluka stupidly.

In the last stage of the second test, I appeared in front of Artolia?

What exactly does that mean.

The memory goes back to the second test. I remember that the last level was to defeat the most important person in order to pass.

So, the one who appeared in front of me at that time was Vilas.

So what Zeluka just meant, at that last level, it was me who appeared in front of Artolia... Doesn't that mean that Lu showed an expression of surprise, but then he became stunned again.

How is this possible? He has always been aiming to become an excellent king, revive the elves, create an ideal land, and save the world from the disasters of war. With such a noble Artoria, we otakus can only stand under the ground and look up. No matter how you think about it, I can't be the one to take her final step.

This unexpected heavy feeling...

I couldn't accept it for a while.

"Also, when His Highness passed out, His Majesty actually accepted the last test from His Excellency Elufasia." Jeluka seemed to have no intention of giving me a chance to breathe, and continued to make revelations that made it difficult for me. Confident information.

"The question of the test is to question His Majesty's feelings. What is His Majesty's feeling towards His Highness, love it or not?" Those charming purple eyes looked at me deeply.

"Your Highness, would you like to know His Majesty's answer?"

"No, no need." After a long time, I took a deep breath, shook my head, and smiled.

How should I describe it? Perhaps the word nearly bursting into tears of joy should be the most appropriate way to describe my inner feelings at this time.

It turns out that this relationship, this love, is not a one-sided contribution from me.

What an honor, what a fear, and what a happiness to be endowed with such a heavy love by such an outstanding and great King.

No, no, now is not the time to be silly and happy!

Grinning my mouth and smiling silly for a while, I suddenly remembered the current situation.

"Why are you telling me this at this time?" I still didn't understand what Jeluka meant.

"Idiot Aka gave me a helpless look.

"I have told you before, why the twin knights Caluge and I exist as virgins, and what significance it has for Her Majesty the Queen's husband, and this significance is another important thing for Her Majesty the Queen. What kind of meaning..."

You guessed it right, the prince exists just to mend the demon xddd

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