A delicate female falls into the interstellar beast world

Seeing Cyril like this, Alvia realized that her nephew must have been suffering from love recently, so she asked,

"What's that female's name? What's her character like? How many beastly husbands has she had so far?"

Cyril murmured, "She is not female, but a genderless person. She currently does not have a beast husband."

Elvia's brows twitched. Another genderless person. This was the second time she had heard of a genderless person today. What was going on in the Federation? How could there be so many abnormal relationships like this?

"Cyril, as your uncle, I must tell you that your relationship with a genderless person is not a normal one. You... you can't even have children..."

"Uncle, you don't understand my love for her. I don't care about these things."

Seeing Cyril like this, Alvia also knew the pain of missing him and relaxed.

"I won't care about your sexual orientation, but Cyril, you must understand that you are the only prince of Saint-Atienne and the future heir to the throne. You have the throne to inherit, and your future partner absolutely cannot be a genderless person!"

"Okay, stop talking, uncle! I don't care."

Cyril's expression was not very good after hearing this. He knew it all, but his admiration and attachment came like a tide, and he couldn't control himself at all. He was determined to be with Zijin for the rest of his life, and no one could stop him.

Seeing his nephew's attitude, Alvia guessed that he was in deep trouble.

"It's useless to tell me. You have your responsibilities. You should figure out how to explain this to the people of Saint-Atienne and to your mother, the Queen."

Orcs have always had difficulty conceiving naturally. Even Queen Saint Athena, Aisi Yian, has only had one child, Cyril, for so long. Needless to say, she values ​​him very much.

Cyril pondered for a moment and finally said,

"I understand, uncle. I will tell the Queen Mother about this matter when the time comes."

Elvia thought he had figured it out. After all, training Cyril from a young boy to the future crown prince was not only about improving his abilities and strengths, but the most important thing was that as a future emperor, he should have a sense of responsibility.

He patted Cyril's shoulder gently to comfort him.

"Cyril, I hope you understand..."

"I will discuss this with my mother, the emperor, and my father, the empress, and urge them to try to have another child!"

This sentence made Alvia stunned. She stood there for a long time and didn't know what to say.

Cyril realized this problem a long time ago, but he had been avoiding it. However, since he met Zijin, his whole heart was filled up, and he couldn't let go of Zijin.

Looking at Cyril's appearance, Elvia shook his head and sighed. He was also deeply trapped in it.

"I won't bother you with this matter. It's up to you."

"Uncle, what are you wearing around your neck?" Although he didn't observe it in person, Cyril still saw it with his sharp eyes.

The ring on the necklace around Alvia's neck had a gem that he saw his uncle knock off the crown.

Alvia stroked the ring and said, "This was given to Ruyan. She didn't take the ring with her when she left."

The man's words struck Cyril's heart like thunder. He had never thought that the two of them were so humorous, both using gemstones to make custom jewelry, and even more so that they were giving them to the same woman.

Zijin could reject the ring given by Elvia without hesitation, so would she also reject the necklace he gave her?

"Uncle, when will you be back?"

Elvia looked at Cyril with a thoughtful look. His always well-behaved nephew seemed to be urging him to go back.

He had been looking for Ruyan for a long time, and he was sure that Ruyan was not there either in Pro Star or Saint Atian.

-

After drinking the last potion handed to him by Lenore, Xin Zijin felt unprecedented relief.

It's like completing a mission.

The blond orc looked a little pale and tired. She asked worriedly,

"Lenoel, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? Is it from the last battle with the Zerg and the mutant plants?"

Lenore smiled, the tenderness in his eyes almost drowning in water, he looked at the girl in front of him,

"Not really, it's okay, sir. I won't be so weak again."

The girl nodded as if she understood, but still asked with some concern.

"Then what's the reason for this? Didn't you get enough rest? Or?"

"Lord, don't worry. Maybe... maybe it's due to insufficient blood and energy."

Lack of blood and energy? The girl was a little confused, but he, a grown man, looked even more blood-deficient than her period.

So she patted Lenore's arm naturally and said, "Lenoire, I've been drinking your medicine for so many days. Wait for me, I'll make you something to replenish your qi and blood."

The young man's golden eyes flickered twice. Was the Lord going to cook food for him personally?

His Adam's apple moved slightly, he felt a little nervous, a little expectant, a little excited, and an unprecedented warmth passed through his heart.

“Okay, thank you, Lord.”

Because cooking requires a kitchen, and the production process is too complicated, it is definitely not convenient to cook in the dormitory. This time she discussed with Migler to borrow his kitchen, and returned to the dormitory to pack up her things.

Cyril seemed to have been waiting for her. He grabbed the girl's wrist and said, "Zijin, you're back."

The girl was slightly startled, looking at him in confusion. Her palm was held too familiarly by him, and she felt a little uncomfortable. She wanted to pull her hand out of his grasp, but she found that he was holding it tightly.

"What's wrong, Cyril?"

The young man did not speak, but just stared at her intently. The strength in his hands became tighter and tighter, and his eyes suddenly became vertical.

So she continued to ask, "What's wrong, Cyril, did Alvia say something about you?"

He had been waiting here, and when Zijin came back, he would give her the gift he had prepared.

But the moment he saw Zijin, his double pupils opened automatically, until he saw a terrifying scene.

The girl was in a forest, surrounded by raging fire. The flames raged, engulfing the mountains and forests around the girl, and she was wrapped in the flames.

Cyril also saw himself. He rushed over to save her, but unfortunately he was a step too late. He saw that his arm was burned. He wanted to put out the fire, but found that the fire was too strong. He could not see Zijin's back clearly.

There was always a voice in his heart telling him that the power of the double pupils had never been wrong. What he saw with his double pupils was Zijin, and it was something that would definitely happen in the future.