Chapter 27 Her Majesty the Queen
The cool clouds from the Starry Temple belong to a special spiritual substance.

This kind of substance can communicate by using the spirit body communication ability of the psychic.

But normally, if you do this, you will only feel some disorganized "information" being passed back.

That's the most basic characteristic, similar to the smell or feel on something.

More, no more.

Because this cloud is not a real life body, of course it is impossible to communicate with people.

But if a transcendent uses the ability to communicate, touch it constantly, and instill various ideas in it, then some wonderful things will happen——

The nature of the cloud will change.

The direction of change varies with the information instilled by the transcendent.

In most cases, this change will not cause any special effects.

But if someone perseveres in thinking about the principles and rules of this thing's changes, and understands them, then he can use the cloud's "slime"-like essence to shape it in a certain direction.

In simple terms, it's like blacksmithing.

Spirit communication ability is a hammer, special energy is a blank.

What kind of shape this piece of iron can be made depends entirely on one's own craftsmanship and ideas.

What Andy needs is a pen.

A pen that contains a certain breath, can draw a picture, and then attract the corresponding target.

This is difficult, because he does not have that kind of breath, and can only rely on the "slime cloud" to simulate.

At the same time, there can be no mistakes, because if one is careless, the simulated breath may be another kind of breath.

During the whole process, Andy sat still, his thoughts crazily revolving around the cloud.

It took about an afternoon before he opened his eyes again.

"This is really not a human job."

After rubbing his extremely painful brain, Andy looked at the palm of his right hand.

At this moment, there was lying quietly a quill that seemed to be made of gold.

This pen has an ordinary shape, but it looks inexplicably elegant and extravagant. If you look at it more often, you can detect some indescribable disharmony.

However, Andy didn't pay much attention to it. After a short rest, he picked up a small round mirror on the bedside table, and used the pen to draw on the mirror without stopping.

The tip of the pen is swiped, leaving behind black lines, and the strange thing is that the color is spreading as the lines become fuller, as if it is automatically coloring.

It also highlights a real three-dimensional sense by itself.

Before long, the general outline takes shape.

It's a portrait, a portrait of the upper body.

This person is in his 30s, with a high nose bridge, big eyes, slender and slightly mean lips, but he has blond hair that looks very sunny.

On his body, he was wearing a gorgeous black robe, embellished with tassels and gold threads, jeweled, and leaning on a sword in the mirror, which invisibly gave people an aura of calmness and prestige.

This one looks like a big shot.

If a transcendent person appeared here, he would definitely find that what Andy painted was the last emperor of the empire—Ysur Ramones.

Also known as Yisur VII.

The emperor was very miserable. He died at a young age at the hands of his third queen, who was also the current queen, and was usurped from the throne. Not to mention, the entire bloodline of the Ramones royal family was slaughtered by the queen, leaving only one.

Aziz Ramones.

That is, the youngest son of Ysur VII, the current crown prince.

In other words, the current crown prince is the only one who has a blood relationship with Yisur VII.

Based on this, when Andy finishes drawing this painting, a certain connection based on blood will naturally be born from it.

But in the extraordinary realm, the same origin of blood is naturally able to give people a sense of intimacy.

This is one of the reasons why Andy is confident that he can take the identity of the crown prince teacher from that "big man".

"It's a pity that the crown prince is unlikely to be a fool, otherwise I could just pretend to be his father and fool him."

Feeling a little regretful in his heart, Andy made the last stroke of his hand.

In an instant, the spiritual brilliance of the artwork burst out from the mirror!

Accompanied by the appearance of this light, the person in the mirror seemed to come back to life completely, his hands were lifted off the mirror, and he threw himself into Andy's body.

At the same time, the quill in his hand seemed to have completely exhausted its energy, and quietly turned into a speck of light and dissipated.

Andy doesn't care about this, because this sum has no substance and is a one-time thing.

After putting the mirror back in place, he slightly sensed the "former emperor" that had burrowed into his body, then picked up the suitcase, and took the idiot evil spirit to eat fish.

Reaching a connection does not happen overnight, which is tantamount to letting go of a bait.

When the target can take the bait depends on when the target bites the bait.

It's not Andy's decision.

This time may be a day or two, maybe a week or two, or even longer.

It's all about luck.

"However, my luck seems to have been bad."

When stepping barefoot into the sand, Andy suddenly felt a little bit guilty.

……

As the heir to the throne of the world's largest empire, what should the study of Crown Prince Aziz Ramones look like?
In the concept of normal people, it must be magnificent, with all kinds of precious books and epic works of art neatly placed.

However, very peculiarly, this is not the case.

This study is very ordinary.

Brown-red bookshelves, brown-red wooden chairs, and brown-red desks are arranged in sequence against the wall.

On the white wall opposite the desk was an oil painting of an ancestor of the Ramones royal family.

There is a black record player in the cabinet under the oil painting.

Other than that, there aren't any frills here.

The environment is very ordinary, not even comparable to the study room in a secular businessman's home.

And if you consider the image of the crown prince at this time, this ordinary aura is even more intense——

He is a blond boy, wearing black short sleeves and light blue jeans, with a straight body, sitting behind a desk reading a book quietly.

The whole person is no different from a normal high school student.

If an outsider saw all this, it would probably be impossible for him to think of the identity of the boy.

However, as the crown prince's teacher, Leonard has long been used to this, so he is naturally indifferent to it.

Moreover, the external ordinary is not really ordinary.

For example, in the seemingly ordinary study room, the scene outside the window is extremely shocking——

In a pitch-black environment, a huge blue planet that covers the sky and the sun is quietly existing at the end of the field of vision.

The vast ocean and layers of clouds on the surface of the planet give people an extremely vast and epic sense.

That is the home of human beings.

This silently means one thing.

That is, the location of the study is on the "moon"!
"Not surprisingly, His Highness can pass the seventh level this time."

While staring at the boy, as a teacher, Leonard was thinking silently in his heart.

The boy who seems to be reading with his head down, has actually been immersed in the "world" of books and faced various tests.

Those are some extremely difficult tests corresponding to the knowledge in the book. It is difficult for ordinary senior extraordinary people to pass the first three tests.

But this His Royal Highness with amazing talent is about to pass the seventh level!
As long as there are no surprises.

He thought so.

But before this idea fell, an accident occurred.

"Mr Leonard."

The boy who was "reading" suddenly raised his head with a puzzled expression, "I suddenly remembered something."

"what's up?"

Leonard asked with a headache.

The student in front of him has good talent, good temperament, and even better status, and he is extremely satisfied with everything.

The only dissatisfaction is that His Highness's thinking is too jumpy, and he doesn't have much patience. Sometimes when he is doing something, he suddenly gets up and leaves, and runs to do another interesting thing.

For example, now.

"In the past few days, whenever I go to sleep, I can dream of my father..."

When the boy said this, he subconsciously lowered his voice, not knowing what he was afraid of.

"What do you say is this?"

Father?

His father?
Former emperor?

Leonard's heart trembled, and he also lowered his voice.

"Does your Highness still remember the details?"

"Probably I just remember that he kept calling me, and I really hope that I can respond to him..."

Saying so, the young man's expression was very confused, "But the strange thing is, I took a nap just now, but I didn't hear that sound again."

"It seems that father, he has left?"

Take a nap?
Leonard was taken aback when he heard the words, and then felt a headache.

I thought the crown prince had just practiced in the book, but unexpectedly, he was sleeping?
This is really...

"It should just be overthinking, so I dreamed."

Feeling helpless, he said:

"However, just in case, Your Highness had better ask a palace shaman who is good at soul science to diagnose it, so as not to suffer some kind of curse or spiritual pollution."

This is actually impossible to happen, because members of the royal family are not simply high-ranking and powerful, they themselves are powerful transcendental beings, guarded by all kinds of precious treasures that ordinary people can't even imagine.

However, dreaming of the former emperor for many days in a row is indeed not a normal thing...

Thinking like this, Leonard shivered inexplicably, not daring to think about it any further.

Everything about the previous emperor is taboo in this palace, and even in the entire empire.

……

As a teacher, Leonard did not dare to mention this matter, so he had to blame the doctor.

But on the other side, someone was speaking the same words as the crown prince without any scruples to the people around him.

However, the way she responded to the call was completely opposite to that of the crown prince.

"I wanted to catch up with Yisur, but unfortunately, after I responded to him, he disappeared."

The voice is mature and hoarse, with a slightly regretful tone.

"I think it's because I'm afraid that Your Majesty will kill him again." The woman beside him said flatteringly.

 I wish you all a healthy Dragon Boat Festival!

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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