People are at the border, but they become the incarnation of the sun

"Oh, damn..."

Reinhardt woke up slowly on the messy big bed, and couldn't help sighing as he looked at the slightly old stone ceiling.

Last night, he gradually lost himself in the repeated sunrises and sunsets, and even forgot the time, not knowing what time it was.

He had originally wanted to leave this first opportunity to discuss the law to Lani, but he never expected that Marika, this woman, would be so unsportsmanlike and force him to discuss the differences in the laws.

She's the goddess of the golden tree, but in his opinion, she's just a ferocious juicer!

No wonder someone as strong as Ge Fulei ran away, preferring to die in battle outside the border area rather than go home.

Who can stand this, my family?

If it weren't for the power of the sun, I would have been dried up and hanging on the bed.

This time, it was the Sun Law that was defeated, unfortunately lost to the Golden Law.

"Forget it...it's getting late, I should get up first..."

Reinhardt shook his head, throwing all the thoughts out of his mind, and slowly sat up.

"hiss--"

I subconsciously covered my waist with my hands and took a breath of cold air.

The intense pain in my waist felt like being bitten in the kidney.

Fortunately, the power of the sun continued to nourish his body, making him feel better, but pain was still inevitable.

It's kind of scary...

Recalling the madness of last night, he couldn't help but feel a little chilly. He experienced firsthand what "Malika's playfulness" meant. Fortunately, Ladagon was not replaced, otherwise this might have become a shadow in his life.

Or, since Malika dared to come to him, it meant that Radagon was not on her yet?

Just when he was wondering, he saw a parchment scroll on the cabinet beside the bed.

"what?"

Out of curiosity, I took it and unfolded it, but the corners of my eyes twitched involuntarily.

"What is this, a salary?"

Reinhardt clenched the parchment slightly.

This parchment is not a letter, but a record of a kind of magic, an ancient spell from Mount Miguel, lava magic - lava ball.

Although I am happy that the other party can keep his promise, why does this method feel so weird?

But after a brief thought, Reinhardt obediently put the scroll away.

After all, this is last night's hard-earned money, what's wrong with putting it in your pocket?!

What's more, Teacher Se Lian once said -

The physical body is just a temporary stop for the pyroxene magician and is not that important at all!

Right, that is it!

It can only be done this way...

Reinhardt picked up a new set of magician robes and put them on silently.

But speaking of it, what is the relationship between him and Malika?

There was no emotional basis whatsoever. It was just a brief encounter. Marika was curious about and longed for his laws, while he was just an ISP.

"It's just... each taking what they need."

86. Godwin and Fulshanks actually have that kind of relationship... (4K)

The spacious living room was filled with many elegant wooden furniture, giving it a touch of aristocratic and classical style. However, the crisp sound of the tableware colliding with each other echoed in the air, which was totally inconsistent with the quietness.

Rhinehardt is enjoying his breakfast.

"Oh, is this the power of capital?" He couldn't help but sigh after swallowing the last bite of breakfast.

Except for dressing, when she didn't need help from others, even when she was eating, there were three or four maids around her.

When you are thirsty, someone will pour you water. When there is no food on your plate, someone will refill it without you even having to talk.

I guess they can help push the butt even after giving birth.

This made Reinhardt, who had always hated capitalists, feel extremely comfortable.

Sure enough, the saying that those who slay dragons will eventually become dragons is not groundless.

What is enjoyment? This is the ultimate enjoyment!

But unfortunately, he was the only one sitting here eating. Neither Servais nor Lani was present.

Lani knew that today they were going to the throne room to continue the meeting for an unknown purpose.

As for the old man, Servais, it is said that he went out early in the morning and no one knew where he went. He would only come back at night.

However, I always feel that this pervert is secretly planning something bad, at least that's what my intuition tells me.

Thinking of this, Reinhardt felt a little thirsty, so he picked up the cup carved with exquisite golden tree patterns and took a sip.

He didn't know if it was his illusion, but it seemed that drinking water from this handicraft-like cup would make even the most ordinary water inside become as sweet as nectar.

At this moment, a maid came hurriedly, bowed respectfully to him, and said softly:

"Lord Reinhardt, Prince Godwin is here to visit."

puff--

The water in his mouth sprayed out before he could swallow it.

"Cough cough cough..." Reinhardt, choked, coughed forcefully a few times, wiped the wet corners of his mouth, and asked in astonishment, "Who are you talking about? The eldest prince Godwin?"

"Yes, Lord Reinhardt."

"Gan..."

He cursed subconsciously, and his face was immediately filled with embarrassment.

I just finished discussing the law with Malika yesterday, and today Godwin came to visit...

Honestly, he didn't know how to face Godwin. After all, he had just spent the entire night discussing law with Godwin's mother. Although that wasn't his initiative or his will,...

How should this generation be addressed?

To each his own?

You call me uncle, and I call you His Highness Godwin?

However, just when he was confused, a sunny and cheerful boy with a hearty smile on his face appeared outside the door.

"Rhine, I hope my sudden visit didn't disturb you?"

She walked past the group of maids as if nothing had happened, walked straight to him, pulled out a chair and sat down.

"Uh...no, just finished breakfast."

It seemed that Godwin was a bit outgoing, even though they had only met once and it was not in private.

Now it seems like the two of them are just close friends.

But this inexplicable affinity does not make people feel disgusted.

However, Reinhardt's eyes were a little erratic at this time.

But he still took a quick look at the heroic prince and his entourage in front of him.

Godwin today looked different from the one he saw yesterday. He was not wearing the glittering armor with gold embellishments, but a set of exquisitely crafted noble clothing. Even Lutier, who was following him, had changed into casual clothes.

This made him feel a little surprised and puzzled.

"Your Highness Godwin..."

"Just call me Godwin. A strong man like you doesn't need to add those complicated names."

Red tape... This way of speaking made him think of the exiled Ge Fulei. They were truly father and son.

"...Okay, Godwin, I remember that the princes still have a meeting today, right? What brings you here?"

"Don't you know?" Godwin was a little surprised.

"what do you know?"

"Well, it seems Princess Lani didn't tell you..."

At this point, Godwin's voice suddenly stopped, the smile on his face gradually faded, and he said seriously, "Today's meeting is for the three gods, Michaela, Marenia, and Princess Lani. Neither I nor the other demigod relatives are qualified to attend. As for what Lady Mother and Lady Radagon will say to them, no one except those present will know."

"That's it."

Unlike Godwin's seriousness and mystery, Reinhardt responded with a lack of interest.

He didn't care what Marika discussed with the gods. No matter what they said, given his current relationship with Marika in Usuki, she wouldn't turn against him.

What he cared about was why Godwin suddenly came to the mansion to find him.

"I made this hasty visit because I actually wanted to introduce a friend to you, Rhine."

As if seeing through his inner doubts, Godwin carefully explained to him, "My close friend likes to make friends with the strong. If you don't make friends with a strong person like you, I think it would be a great pity for both him and you."

"Like to make friends with strong people? Then is he strong too?" When the strong people were mentioned, Reinhardt immediately became interested and his eyes lit up.

"Nature is very strong, as strong as a rock mountain."

"Iwayama?"

When he heard this word, his eyes gradually became strange. Thinking that this was Godwin's close friend and the word "rock", he thought of a possibility.

"Who is he?"

"It's a secret. You'll know when I take you there."

Godwin showed a brotherly, cheerful and friendly smile, which made people want to retreat.

"...All right."

Damn, it keeps me in suspense!

Are you a kid? Where do all these secrets come from?

I complained a little inwardly.

However, even if he didn't say it, I could still guess it almost right.

"When do we leave?"

"If there's nothing else, we can do it now."

"Then I'll leave it to you, Godwin."

This time, Godwin did not respond. With a smile on his face, he gestured to Lutier who was following him, and stood up and walked outside.

"Aliana, I'll leave this to you."

"No problem, Lord Reinhardt." The maid beside him, who looked like a head maid, responded respectfully.

After briefly explaining the remaining matters, he followed Godwin out of the mansion.

This time when he came to the royal city, he had nothing to do.

Not to mention the scenery inside the royal city, he knew the layout here by heart and could walk to the forbidden area of the snow mountain with his eyes closed.

If he could get to know some strong people, he would be quite happy.

It would be even better if I could take this opportunity to meet the original members of the Round Table Hall who have not yet disbanded.

After all, he was also quite interested in the protagonist of the border area - Vic, who had not yet been granted the Mad Fire.

However, seeing how Godwin was loved by the local residents and how he always looked like a sunny boy, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

If it weren't for the impending chaos and Godwin being secretly watched by various forces, he and Godwin would have become good friends.

Unfortunately, Godwin's death was already a foregone conclusion.

Even if he wanted to save her, he couldn't do anything.