Chapter 875 The Three Most Honorable Princesses

"Dad, can this mark be peeled off?" Aiolos, who had finished telling his tragic experience, looked at his father with hope. He had never suffered such grievances since he was a child.

Although the schoolwork is very heavy, I feel good after getting used to it. And this mark gave him a very bad experience. Every time he was pulled into the spiritual space, he was hacked to death by the swordsman in gray. The feeling of being executed on time every day was really uncomfortable.

"This mark is very special." Morea pretended to pull his son's wrist, and then translucent materialized spiritual power poured out from between his eyebrows and submerged into the mark on his son's wrist.

Boom——

The familiar feeling of being forced to pull consciousness appeared, Aiolos looked tense, and the barren world that had been killed seven times reappeared. However, unlike before, this time, after he appeared, he did not cover his vision. The snow-white sword light.

"Father!" Aiolos looked at the elegant father next to him in surprise, with crystal glasses on the bridge of his nose. At this time, his appearance was no different from that of the outside world sitting on the sofa, but , at this time the book in his hand disappeared, but changed into a long sword.

"Is this what you call the spiritual world? It looks good!" Morea, who led the creation of this sword mark, looked around. He had already experienced this thing before giving it to his son. once.

"Be careful!" Aiolos shouted loudly, because on the opposite side, the gray-clothed swordsman who had become his nightmare had appeared and swung his sword at his father.

"Is this kind of thing, beheaded you seven times?" Facing his son's shout, Morea smiled, without even turning his head, just handed out the long sword in his hand.

Then, starting from the place where Morea swung the sword, a sword qi appeared, and with the rapid proliferation and expansion, a sword qi storm appeared, and finally, the gray-clothed swordsman was engulfed.

"This is just a mental imprint left by a swordsman. As long as your swordsmanship is stronger than his, you can easily defeat him! You are killed every time, and you don't even have a chance to resist. The gap between his sword skills and his is too big."

The swordsman in gray on the opposite side was slashed with a sword, and he looked at Aiolos who was stunned and said with a mean smile. While he was joking, another swordsman in Chinese clothes appeared out of thin air.

"The mark you got, it seems that more than one swordsman has left a mental mark!" Looking at the swordsman on the opposite side, Morea smiled and slashed with another sword.

...in a barren world,

Elros looked at his father with admiration on his face, and the three swords slashed a tall little giant with a heavy sword in his hand.

"Number 316!" Aiolos counted silently in his heart. This is the number of swordsman's marks his father has killed since he entered this world of marks.

At the beginning, it took three swords to kill the opponent in seconds. Such a clear change made Aiolos realize that swordsmen appeared in the future, and their strength became stronger.

And judging from the strength that only the first swordsman can toss him to death today, his father seems to be a strong man with extraordinary skills.

"Father, you are so amazing!" Aiolos, who had been detached from the mark, opened his eyes and looked at his father excitedly.

He saw the imprint left by his father on the 372nd swordsman, killed with nine swords, and then the whole desolate world began to collapse, thus piercing the entire imprint world with invincibility, and let Aiolos do it Worship.

"Of course, I'm your father, can I be better?" Morea raised her head proudly, and looked at Migalela, who was speechless.

"But...why hasn't this mark dissipated?" But soon, Aiolos' expression of admiration suddenly solidified, because he found that the sword-shaped mark was still intact on his wrist. , but the shimmering luster seems to have dimmed a little.

"This mark belongs to you. If you want it to dissipate, you probably need to penetrate it yourself. If I penetrate it, it probably doesn't count." Morea smiled at Aiolos, whose face was somewhat broken. said.

"Dad, since he can't dissipate it by himself, can you help me peel it off?" Aiolos looked at Morea with hope. His father is so strong, there should be a way to solve his troubles!

"Why peel it off? This is a good thing for tempering the technique of the sword. I don't know how many swordsmen can't ask for it. You kid has luck, and you got it in the labyrinth, so you must cherish it." Morea strangely Glancing at his son, he reprimanded.

"Oh!" Aiolos agreed with a low expression. He just watched his father kill the entire world of imprints. It was really cool, but if he was asked to come by himself, when would he be able to be like his father? ?

You know, just the first one can easily kill him in seconds. He defeated this one, and the second one, the third one... A total of 372 swordsmen left a mental imprint in this mark. It's too hard to beat them. If you cannot defeat them, you will be killed. Thinking of this, Aiolos feels that his future is bleak.

...time passed quietly, and soon Aiolos changed from a primary school student to a junior high school student. His life did not change much. Within Aiolos' tolerance, he can still maintain full marks in all subjects.

However, every time he scored a perfect score, there was still a group of guys who were tied for first place like him, which made Aiolos always feel that he was ordinary.

The only thing that makes Aiolos feel a little bit special is that he is on time and on time every night, and he will be mentally killed once! In fact, Aiolos found that he was used to it. Anyway, this kind of death is just a mental illusion, and it is not a real death.

In the life of being killed every night, Aiolos has not yet discovered that his spiritual will has been tempered to an almost indestructible point, and general mental control and charm have no effect on him.

At the same time, in Aiolos' self-evaluation, he has more actual combat experience than his classmates, because every week he is transported into the labyrinth by the rune sword that he can't throw away, and stays for one night , and then teleported back before dawn.

The trip to the labyrinth once a week has made the current Aiolos familiar with the labyrinth to the point where he can only struggle to survive at the beginning, and now he can hunt and kill the weak. of maze monsters.

"Dad, Mom!" After the tall and straight teenager returned home and called his parents, his attention immediately fell on his mother, or more accurately, on his mother's bulging belly.

"It's been three years, how long will it take for my sister to be born?" The bulging belly of his mother, Aiolos, showed a hint of disappointment and hope.

I remember when he was in junior high school, his father told him that he would have a sister, but now, his junior high school is about to graduate, and his sister has not yet been born, which makes Aiolos extremely disappointed and looking forward to it very much. The birth of his own sister.

Because in a short while, he will leave Shengyan City and go to another city to study high school. At that time, he will leave home and will never see his soon-to-be born sister again.

"Come on, it won't be long before your sister will be born, what are you anxious about!" Muria, who was sitting on the sofa, glanced at her son.

"I'm going to high school soon!"

"Oh, it's estimated that your sister will be born when you go to high school."

"Ah!" Aiolos' face showed undisguised regret. He regretted not being able to see his sister the first time she was born.

"Ah what, high school is not without vacations. When you are on vacation in high school, you can come back to see your sister."

"Oh!"

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"Dad, Mom, I'm leaving!" Aiolos, who had packed all his personal belongings, stood on the door, looked at his parents who were sitting in the living room calmly and calmly, and said goodbye.

"Well, let's go, I will pay your monthly living expenses to your magic crystal card on time." Sitting on the sofa, Morea turned her back to her son and waved her hand impatiently. , he is now ready to concentrate on being a dad.

"Oh!" Aiolos, who didn't wait for his sister to be born, left home with regret, got on the magic carriage to the floating ship port, and took the floating ship to another big city.

"This kid has finally grown to the point where he can live independently!" When Aiolos closed the door of his villa, Morea threw down the newspaper in his hand with a relaxed expression, and the clothes on his body changed rapidly.

"Well, I found that you have paid less and less attention to Aiolos since I was pregnant!" The moment Michaela with a big belly left home, Aiolos' belly quickly swelled. Flattened, even with three pregnancies a year, her body shape wouldn't change like a mortal.

"You're so old, why are you still paying so much attention to him? He's not a child, let's go, Micah, let's go back to Xeropus to raise a baby, just leave two clones here!"

"Aiolos is divided according to the age of dragons, and he is only a young dragon now!"

"Young dragons are also dragons!" Morea responded.

"By the way, after our daughter is born, how are you going to raise it? Is it the same as Aiolos?"

"How can that be done?" Morea's face suddenly changed dramatically, "How can girls endure such hardships? When they are born, I will announce to the world that I have three lovely daughters! I To hold the grandest banquet for their birth, and they will become the most honorable princesses in the world!"

"You're too biased!" Migalera complained about her eldest son. Her little daughters hadn't been born yet, and Morea was already biased to such a degree that if she was born, then her eldest son would be Isn't it about to be kicked aside by Morea.