Bride of the Great Demon King

"The black soul stone located in the center of the dark royal court, as the most mysterious of the three dark secret treasures, has the incredible ability to call and transform souls."

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On the way to the cathedral, the king asked carefully about the attack.It's a pity that although the person who came to deliver the letter was the king's confidant in the Great Cathedral, he didn't know much about the details of this matter.

The great cathedral suffered heavy losses, the attack was likely to be blood race, and the holy hall was severely damaged...

The king was disappointed to find that, apart from these upside-down content, he could no longer get more information from the messenger.The somewhat stupefied young man only knew that the pope had sent the news in the agreed way, asking him to come and take the king to the designated place.

The galloping carriage stopped in front of a building that was almost covered by dense wisteria flowers.

Long before Hull sneaked into the cathedral, this small villa in the eastern part of the Sacred Heart City was chosen by the king as a meeting place for important events.The secret teleportation array under the villa greatly facilitates the entry and exit of the ghost knight.And all the way from here to the palace, the secret sentry post of the black warrior also ensured the safety of the king.The defensive magic circle set up by the great magician of the natural department is carefully hidden among the wisteria flowers. When necessary, this building can be turned into a temporary fortress in a few minutes.

"You can go back first." The king hurriedly jumped out of the carriage, and directly opened the secret door hidden on the wall with the ring on his thumb.Walking through the secret passage in three or two steps, the blond man's footsteps suddenly stopped.

"He..."

In front of the window sill covered with wisteria petals, the Necromancer apparently fell asleep while waiting.The sunlight fell on his face through the gaps between the flower vines, making the knight's expression more peaceful and peaceful.

Could it be because of an injury?

The king's heart sank.As a necromantic creature, Hull didn't need sleep at all, and the only explanation for the current situation was that his strength was no longer enough to support this borrowed body.

"Theodosius?" Even though the sound of the king's footsteps was almost gone, the Death Knight woke up immediately.

"Are you injured?" The king frowned and looked his allies up and down.

"It doesn't matter. I think we must move ahead, my dear lord."

"Is it related to this attack?" The king immediately responded.

The Necromancer nodded: "Yes. The angel bats that attacked the Great Church were angel bats that appeared hundreds of years ago. They are not afraid of ordinary holy magic, and even like to feed on priests. Although the Holy Church These special blood races have been temporarily repelled, and just in case, the pope's coronation ceremony has been brought forward."

"How long ago?"

"The day after tomorrow. At the coronation ceremony the day after tomorrow, the sacred artifacts will be redistributed. In other words, we must act at noon tomorrow."

"Tomorrow at noon?" The king pondered for a moment and frowned, "I'm worried that our little guest won't cooperate. Are you sure you can forcibly draw that sword out now?" According to what the knight said before, this kind of magic Not only is it extremely mana-consuming, but it is also dangerous.Now that he was wounded, the King was more than willing to risk him.

"At your service at any time, my lord." Hull stood up smiling and performed a standard knight salute.

"You'd better remember that I need you. You will be indispensable in many future plans." The king warned his allies in a very stern tone, hoping that he would not risk himself.

"My dear Theodosius, you are really as stubborn as your ancestors!" The Necromancer laughed loudly, "If you are worried about my body, I can tell you that I just overdrawn the power of the curse , has nothing to do with the holy power we need to use afterwards."

"Then set it at noon tomorrow!" Whenever the ghost knight mentioned his ancestors, the king was always easy to compromise, and this time was no exception.After the golden lion made up his mind, he immediately started discussing the details: "When can you prepare the remaining four holy artifacts?"

"In fact, they are already in this house now. However, my dear Theodosius, before that, I must temporarily transform your constitution into a light attribute. After all, once the magic circle is activated, everything will Sacred creatures will be excluded."

"Okay." The Golden Lion nodded bluntly, "Where are we going?"

"I have prepared the conversion magic circle in the opposite room. Please follow me!"

Although there is no doubt about the loyalty of the Necromancer Knight, the king is still a little awkward when he is firmly tied to a metal chair, especially when the other party is still talking to himself while fiddling with the iron chain that came out of him .

"Don't be nervous, my dear Theodosius! Although the process is a little uncomfortable, it will pass soon. These chains are just to ensure that the electric magic can have a more comprehensive contact with your body."

"Electrical department?"

"Yes. All the light conversion arrays imply mandatory worship of the God of Light. So I added some electric magic to the conversion magic array to replace those 'compulsory treaties'. Although I am not I don’t have this kind of power, but I can use the power of the curse to extract the electric element from the magic core.” The necromancer muttered and explained, and after fiddling with the four chains, he took out a book from his pocket and compared it to the book on the ground. The magic circle began to make detailed adjustments.

When he was bored, the golden lion of Ferondo had to look at his allies in a daze.

There is obviously no feminine element in his appearance, and even because of his status as a paladin in his lifetime, the owner of this face always gives people a feeling of leaning towards the sun.If it weren't for the vague sarcasm that always hangs on the corner of his mouth, this person is really suitable to be a priest!However, it is said that this body is only from a blood relative who is [-]% similar to him, what will the real him look like?Must be more charming than now, right?

The king, who suddenly realized what he was longing for, sighed in his heart.

It seems that since when did this wonderful idea become more and more frequent?

"Okay, dear Theodosius, I kept you waiting." The ghost knight put away the book, walked up to the king, and poked the golden lion's cheek with his finger brazenly, "By the way, are you going to endure it until When? Your gaze... You know, I'm not blind."

His words shocked the king more than the knight's actions.

"Are you admiring me, my dear Theodosius? Just like what I did to your ancestors?" The knight's tone was mocking.

"Indeed, you are different to me." The king frankly admitted that even though he had no experience in such a confession, the courage he brought back from the battlefield forced him to face his heart, "However, compared to love, I value my ideals more. To unify this continent and put human beings at the top of all species. After all, your lifespan is much longer than mine. I don't want you to feel bad about losing me, just like you found out Like when I lost my ancestors."

The King will never forget the only time the Necromancer broke down and cried in front of him.

The knight who finally returned to the human world after many hardships lost control almost instantly after learning that the man was no longer alive.If the king's force was not strong enough, and the knight who lost his mind had only brute force, the scene at that time might have turned into a bloody murder.

Still, the blood that fell from the hollow eyes of the Necromancer still shakes the king to this day.

Time is the most terrible poison, enough to make the bravest warrior hesitate in the face of love.The golden lion said to himself.

Obviously, Hull did not expect to get such an answer.The ghost knight recovered his smile after being stunned for a long time: "Don't you want to become an immortal monarch? This is an easy task for me."

"No." The king shook his head, trying not to think about the temptation behind this sentence, "If I am no longer a human being, everything I have done will be meaningless. I want to let those races that have trampled on the human head, Those pretentious angels and demons, even those so-called gods, I want them all to know that human beings are the masters of this world!"

The look in the king's eyes deeply shocked the heart of the dead knight.

"That's what I like about you! My dear Theodosius..." The ghost knight whispered in the king's ear, but unfortunately the other party had already fallen into a coma due to the electric magic he suddenly launched.

"Knowing human limitations, yet persisting in trying to be human. You are far better and more practical than your visionary ancestors. You guessed one thing wrong, though, I'm not incapable of loving him." Accept his passing. I just regret that I couldn't kill him with my own hands to lift the curse on me. It was the most vicious curse I cast by myself in a time of despair. This body maintained by the power of the curse will always be I don't really die. I didn't die when it was gradually decaying and drying up in the devil's prison, and I didn't die when it was dismantled and made into bone carvings. What an interesting experience! You can't imagine it, right? To those who betrayed me The feeling of taking revenge and constantly struggling in a world without all five senses. Now it seems a little ridiculous. But fortunately, this is all about to pass. I have a feeling that you are the only one who can set me free."

A mass of holy light suddenly rose from the ground, wrapping the figures of the two tightly.

"The string of the curse is about to break..." The Necromancer let out a deep sigh.

"Is that all right?"

Standing in the courtyard in the dark, Bailiel asked the black rabbit beside him suspiciously.

"Let's continue the rest tomorrow! The effect of the hypnotic magic should be over soon." The rabbit gracefully refilled the small hole on the ground with its front legs. Properly, the underground magic circle here should be disabled very soon. In at most two days, I will be able to hold you in my arms again with my own hands!"

"Yeah." The night wind blew the boy's hair, making his smile look peaceful and beautiful.

"It's really hard for you tonight, let me take you back!" The rabbit jumped into the boy's arms.

"demon king."

"Ok?"

"Everything will be fine, right?"

"Don't worry, no matter what happens, I will stay by your side."

"The God of Light will not hinder us, right?"

"Of course. I'm afraid that when you choose to be with me, the God of Light has already ended his love for you. Whether you regret it or not, you will have to be by my side for the next long years beside."

"I won't regret it."

"I know you won't. I'm as sure of it as I am of my never-changing love for you."

"demon king……"

"Ok?"

"I really want to call your name, even if I am bound by you forever because of it, it doesn't matter."

"My dear little bride, you should be more patient."

"why not?"

"Because I have expectations of you." The black rabbit jumped back to the ground and kicked off the arm of a guard lying in the middle of the road with its hind legs. "Okay, we are here. Be careful where you step. I think we should Well go in now, before the guards wake up."

The blond boy nodded and walked forward slowly.

I want you to be the eighth demon king of the dark world.

Behind him, the black rabbit mouths.