"Hey, Uncle Long, Dad, look what gift I brought you?" Xiaoyu pulled her collar, pointed at the Coiling Dragon statue on the ground with a rag gagged, and said with a smile.
But Dad and Chen Long had serious faces at this time, staring at Xiaoyu with very unkind eyes.
Chen Long: "Who told you to run around? Do you know it's dangerous?"
Dad: "How can you use the power of darkness? Don't you know it is very dangerous?"
Dad and Chen Long spoke out almost at the same time. Although their accusations were in different directions, they were both worried about her safety.
Xiaoyu covered her face, well, it was no luck. I originally wanted to pull up the collar to hide the dark mark, but there is no need now.
"Dad, although you have many questions, don't look at what the Saints are going to do with the thinking of an ordinary mage." Xiaoyu said carefully, fearing that her father would come after her because he was worried about the world.
After all, in Dad's eyes, shadow = corrodes the mind = evil = his niece is bewitched = needs his rescue.
Under this logic, that tattoo is the source of heinousness.
"Saint Seiya? Are you the descendant of that traitor?"
At this time, an angry word interrupted the father's upcoming question and attracted the current conflict to him.
Dad turned his head, and when he saw the coiled dragon statue behind Xiaoyu, although he was already prepared, he couldn't help but shrink his pupils and shouted: "Oh~ It's really a devil! Xiaoyu, get out of there quickly.
, let dad come and meet him!"
"Well, Dad, he was sealed by the Saints thousands of years ago, and now he can only breathe fire." Seeing Dad's reaction, Xiaoyu patiently explained again.
Dad paused and observed carefully for a while, then he still said: "Get out of the way first and wait for Dad to use your magic to prevent him from destroying Dad's antique shop."
Xiaoyu nodded and silently moved a few steps to the side.
Only then did dad notice that in the corner of the antique shop, there was a fat man weighing more than 400 pounds.
Just as he was about to turn around and ask Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu's voice sounded in advance: "That's Toru. The Saint said that he has very good talents and a good mind. If he is guided properly, he will definitely become a great mage."
Xiaoyu opened her mouth and told the lie in the name of the Saint. Dad and the others couldn't refute it. After all, the Saint is synonymous with power and justice.
The most important thing is that although these words were not spoken by a real Saint, as the reincarnation of a Saint, she herself = a Saint.
No one denies this, right? So I am still a good boy who is honest and trustworthy. Emmm, there is nothing wrong with this logic.
After comforting herself, Xiaoyu was convinced of what she said before. It was true that she, the Saint, said it.
The father paused and didn't say anything else. Now the magic power fluctuations in his grandniece have almost surpassed his. It can instantly promote people from apprentices to seniors. Apart from Saint Seiya, father can't think of anyone else.
It can't be the legendary immortal god, right? Wouldn't that be even more outrageous?
As Dad's spell continues to be chanted, Dad's antique shop is gradually wrapped in righteous magic and becomes a restricted area for the dark forces of this parallel world.
After doing this, the father turned his head, looked at Xiaoyu who looked bored and asked: "Although it seems bad to ask this, is that really a saint? The darkness in you is no less than the magic power."
"Well, well, you may not believe it. They were fused during the battle between the Saints and the Shadows. Now the Shadows and the Saints cannot distinguish between you and me." Xiaoyu spread her hands and said as if there was nothing I could do.
Dad stared at Xiaoyu closely for a long time before he said: "Now daddy is going to look through ancient books. You and Chen Long should stay in the antique shop first and don't go out."
After saying that, Dad ignored Tru and the Holy Lord on the ground, hung a closure sign at the door of the antique shop and walked into the magic room.
In dad's heart, neither Toru nor the devil is as important as his grandniece. There were too many changes today, and they were all beyond his control. He needs some time to digest, and he also needs some time to check what Xiaoyu said.
s things.
After his father left, Chen Long looked at Xiaoyu and hesitated to speak. To put it bluntly, this was the first day they met. He didn't know much about his niece, let alone what happened today. What else could he say?
Woolen cloth?
Is it that children can't kidnap a gangster weighing more than 400 pounds? Or that children can't kidnap demons?
So Chen Long, who had nothing to say but wanted to say something, could only say dryly: "Xiaoyu, are you hungry? Uncle Long is going to buy you something to eat?"
Xiaoyu also knew Chen Long's dilemma. Looking at the overwhelmed Uncle Long, she just nodded obediently: "Well, thank you, Uncle Long."
Chen Long continued to hesitate, but finally sighed and walked out of his father's antique store. Well, he is the one who needs to calm down the most now. Life is really unpredictable.
When these people left, Xiaoyu thought for a while and walked up to Toru and said: "Toru, the Black Hand organization is not a good thing. If you concentrate on staying here as your father's apprentice, then you will not only become a hero, but also become a hero."
Mom's pride will also become a powerful mage and master the power of magic, what do you think?"
"Yeah, yeah," Tohru struggled as his mouth was gagged with the ninja soldier's rag, but his eyes were no longer as fierce as they were at the beginning.
Facing the extraordinary, even Ah Fu, who is on the upper level of human beings, will feel terrified, let alone Toru, who has a little bit of mommy's characteristics.
And with Tohru's current state of mind, in his ears, Xiaoyu's words have automatically filtered into: Big guy, if you obey, you will get everything. If you don't obey, you and your mother will die. What do you think?
Looking at the smiling little girl in front of him, and seeing the devil mark on her snow-white neck, Tru nodded decisively after experiencing a brief inner struggle.
He may be loyal to Walon, but he will never be as loyal as his mother.
Xiaoyu smiled, stretched out one hand, the green light flashed slightly, and the rag in his mouth and the rope on his body disappeared instantly.
Toru glanced at Xiaoyu with some fear, sat up silently, and huddled in the corner motionless, he was too scared.
Xiaoyu didn't care. Anyway, as long as Tohru stayed here, he would definitely become his father's apprentice after experiencing some things. Xiaoyu, who had been the Lord of Righteousness, was sure of this.
Maybe there is not one warrior that the Lord of the World needs on his way to growth?
Time passed slowly for a week. During this week, the Holy Lord was completely imprisoned. But what was different from the original was that District 13 did not find him, which led to the Holy Lord and the talisman being imprisoned.
Dad's Antique Shop.
And Dad, after Xiaoyu broke through to the Archmage in one day, he also slowly accepted his grandniece's identity as a Saint and the identity of controlling darkness.
There was no other way. Although he felt that Xiaoyu's ability to master the darkness was not good, he could only secretly prepare the potion to eliminate the demon's mark, and then wait and see what happens.
This is a genius mage. Dad usually has many questions to ask her.
Two months passed slowly like this. During these two months, although Chen Long tried to send Xiaoyu to school, he failed.
As for the reason, I saw that Xiaoyu could even solve college problems, and some biological research even surpassed those professors who published books.
Chen Long also felt that going to school would be a bit humiliating to his genius niece?
After Xiaoyu promised that he could get a doctoral certificate in a certain category in minutes as long as he wanted, he also gave up on Xiaoyu. He was crushed by his uncle in every aspect, so he had better not guide other people's lives!
And Xiaoyu has also fulfilled half of her long-cherished wish [not to go to school]. The ancestors of those who wrote the tutorials may know the foundation of thousands of reincarnations, so what else is there to learn?
Another month passed like this. Under the expectant eyes of my father, I retrieved the Holy Master's magic encyclopedia and gave it to my father. I also made a copy of my understanding of magic and gave it to my father. Finally, another copy was given to my father.
Half a long-cherished wish, adventure!
After saying goodbye to her father, Xiaoyu came to an ancient underground palace in Mexico.
She looked at the sterling silver statue of the book, and her eyes gradually became gentle and gentle. This was an elder who could give up his life for himself. Although his love was dedicated to Liya, Xiaoyu would not deny that he loved her.
Very good, even touching and grateful.
So after leaving Dad's antique store, her first stop must be here.
Xiaoyu raised her hand. Her huge knowledge reserve allowed her to understand the magic that sealed Quetzalcoatl. The green light began to shine in her hand and gradually bloomed.
Green light filled everything, the entire huge silver mine began to melt, and the righteousness between heaven and earth gathered crazily. When the familiar green color appeared on the silver statue, Xiaoyu put down her hand and looked at the sculpture with gentle eyes.
"My princess, where are you?"
The words he blurted out and the sad tone were Quetzalcoatl's only obsession when he came back to this world.
His wife has died, and his little princess is his only one.
Just at the moment when these words were spoken, Quetzalcoatl froze, and the pain in his eyes that had lasted for more than four thousand years slowly melted away. Joy, excitement, and disbelief gradually replaced the pain of loneliness.
He stretched out a hand tremblingly, as if he wanted to touch the girl in front of him who was like a dream, but he was afraid that it would be a bubble and disappear at the touch of a touch.
He is afraid, He is afraid that this is just his ridiculous fantasy that has been sealed for a long time, that it is all just a dream.
Xiaoyu's eyes became gentler, she showed a gentle smile, and said softly: "Long time no see, my beloved father."
As soon as these few syllables fell, the excitement in Quetzalcoatl's eyes was filled with all kinds of incredulity. His wings flapped and he hugged Xiaoyu tightly.
He kept muttering in a low voice: "Princess, my princess, it's my fault. I was incompetent and didn't protect you. I'm sorry, sorry, sorry."
As a god and a guardian of civilization, He just repeated the words "I'm sorry", his voice even filled with vibrato, and orange-red tears like glass fell down one after another.
In the previous world, He didn't hear this voice until He died, but in this world, He heard it right after he came back to life.
But it was precisely because he heard it that he felt even more guilty. The girl in front of him no longer had the magical power he had imagined, and her body was even stained with the terrifying darkness.
He didn't know what the girl in front of him had gone through. He only knew that he failed to protect the princess. He was speechless in the face of the princess's tenderness. He could only apologize and keep apologizing.
Xiaoyu was startled for a moment, feeling the tears falling with divine power, and the tenderness in her eyes became even more intense.
The pairs of scarlet eyes in the shadow seemed to have some mood swings at this moment, but the Queen was not in danger, and they were just watching.
Xiaoyu raised her hand and gently hugged the tall god in front of her. Her tone was as gentle as the real Liya: "Liya has never blamed you. You will always be the greatest father in my heart. You will always be."
"I'm sorry. I'm useless. I shouldn't have been carried away by anger. I shouldn't have"
The choking voice of Quetzalcoatl filled the silver mine, which had returned to its normal rocky landscape. This was a confession from a father 4,500 years ago.
At this moment, He is no one's god, no one's husband, He is not even Himself, He is just a father, a simple father who made a mistake and begged his daughter for forgiveness.
Xiaoyu hugged back tightly, she was very forceful. In the original world, the moment Quetzalcoatl died in her arms, she was really desperate and felt that her heart had been hollowed out, even though she had Shen Zhao's method to protect her.
captured His soul and even resurrected Him in the end.
But in Xiaoyu's eyes, the Quetzalcoatl whose heart and eyes were full of her was still dead, and died in her arms. The one who had all the good and bad memories was the complete Quetzalcoatl.
"No one blames you. You are my mother's patron saint. How could you leave your mother in that situation? Everything has passed, and Liya has never blamed you." Xiaoyu comforted this person softly.
The god whose father burst into tears.
But the crying that seemed to collapse continued for a long time, and the words "sorry" and self-blame never stopped.
Xiaoyu patted Quetzalcoatl's back gently, and she said softly: "Father, I want you to take me to fly like before."
Quetzalcoatl, who was sobbing, didn't hesitate at all when he heard the request. It was even like muscle memory. He let go of Xiaoyu and squatted down, turning around. The orange-red tears did not stop at all.
This is the guilt that has lasted for four thousand and five hundred years. He is blaming himself all the time in the seal. With this kind of self-blame, even if Xiaoyu asks him to die, he will end his life without hesitation.
As long as she is willing, He can give her everything He has, no matter what it is.
In the pairs of eyes in the shadow, the restless emotions are also disappearing. They are knights and will always protect their queen. The queen's heart is their purpose.
So although there will be some restlessness, it will only be waiting in the dark for the queen's call.
As Quetzalcoatl trembled its huge wings, Xiaoyu's silver bell-like laughter sounded high in the sky, penetrating the boundaries of space and reaching into the shadows.
Xiaoyu is lucky. She has the protection like a shadow knight, the love from the gods, and even the favor of the world. She has all these things that others cannot ask for.
But Xiaoyu is also unfortunate.
Shadow knight-like guardians, they protect the queen rather than Xiaoyu.
God's love and care, He cares for Liya, not Xiaoyu.
Even if the world favors him, it has never favored Xiaoyu's thinking, but the Saint Seiya who has been reincarnated for thousands of lives, no matter who he is.
So her luck is that she has gained the favor of the whole world, but her misfortune is that none of this favor really belongs to her.