Acceptance of the Heavens Begins with the Devil Fruit Tree

The fairy garden Mistal, the pale golden mist is infiltrating the sea of ​​flowers, and the colorful lights are hanging in the sky.

"Since you have found me, you can make a request as agreed."

Looking at Amir carefully, without concealing his scrutiny, after a while, Euren Borges broke the silence.

Fate is a magic word. The more powerful the existence, the more awe-inspiring it is. Even if he dare not talk about fate, if it is someone else, he can't see through it.

According to the agreement between him and Issad Bansain, the knight who opened the throne of the Kingdom of Sutilt, when his descendants came to him with a golden rose, he would agree to a request from the other side. , But Mistal has its own magic, plus he personally shot it to seal it, how easy is it for outsiders to find it?

It can be said that as long as he is unwilling, even an existence of rank 7 and above cannot find Mistar, but Amir has found it. She brought the Golden Rose to him. The most important thing is that the Golden Rose seed has gone. At the end of life, he would die immediately, and at this moment Amir found him. There seemed to be a smell of fate in it.

"Under the crown of Euren Borges, Amir Bensien is pleading here, I hope you can accept the gift of the Kingdom of Sutilt, and shelter the Kingdom of Sutilt for five hundred years."

Saluting again, Amir did not hesitate and directly made her request. At the same time, a gold box appeared in her hand, with velvet as a lining, and a branch of colorful colors, shaped like a sunflower, like a sunflower. Flowers of colored glaze.

Seeing this flower, Yulin Borges narrowed her eyes slightly. The colorful glazed flower, the seventh-order magic plant, is native to the spirit world and has the effect of washing the souls of the seventh-order existence, not only can delay the seventh-order The decay and death of the soul can also add a layer of colorful light to the soul, which is equivalent to a constant seventh-order secret technique to protect the soul. Even she cannot ignore such a treasure. The most important thing is this flower Mista. You do not exist.

"Is that your request?"

Looking away from the colorful glazed flower, her pure golden eyes looked at Amir, and Yulin Borges spoke again.

"Yes, Mian, this is my request."

Facing the gaze of Euren Borges, Amir affirmed her answer again, although Euren Borges had entered into a contract with the ancestor of the Bansean family, Isad Bansean, and promised to be on duty. When the blood of the En family found him with the Golden Rose, he would answer a request from the other party, but the contract is dead after all, and it looks beautiful, but after all, there is the possibility of being evaded, even if it is with Yulin Borges. As promised, Amir cannot make requests at will. The most important thing is that this contract may not have much binding ability for Yulin Borges. After all, Yulin Borges is an extraordinary existence, even Surpassed the ancestor of the Ban Sien family.

After the birth of the Boya Great World, the first flower bloomed in Mistal. This flower is born sacred. It is not only born with wisdom, but also with seventh-order power. It is precisely because of this that it was born with the power of the seventh order. Called the ancestor of flowers.

With the passage of time, under the influence of the ancestor of the flower, more and more creatures were born from the flowers. They were called fairies. At this time, the ancestor of the flower had another name, that is The king of fairies.

However, although the first ancestor of the flower was born sacred, he was born with the seventh step, but he still failed to step through the seventh step to achieve the eighth step. He was always bound by time, and then after a long period of time, under the passing of time , The ancestor of the flower went to dying, and then I don’t know how many years passed, a new creature was born on the corpse of the ancestor of the flower, but unlike the ancestor of the flower, this new creature is a fairy but also a dragon at the same time. And his name is Yulin Borges, that is, at this time in the history of the Liberal World, there is an additional record about the mythical dragon species, the fairy dragon. He was born in the sea of ​​flowers, born and sacred, and belongs to the fairy. The king, also the emperor of the dragon clan, possesses the elegance of a fairy and the power of a dragon, and is unique.

At the same time possessing the talents of fairies and dragons, Jurine Borges's strength can be imagined. In the face of such an existence, even if he comes with a promise, Amir still maintains the awe he deserves. She is not so much asking Julie Borges to fulfill the agreement, as she is sincerely making her request, and even paying the corresponding price, hoping that Julie Borges can agree to it. This so-called The agreed option was not in Amir's hands from the beginning.

Hearing this, looking at Amir’s clear eyes without any impurities, I don’t know why Yulin Borges’ frozen heart lake suddenly swayed. Through Amir’s eyes, he seemed to cross over. Over time, he saw a familiar figure, which quietly changed the decision in his heart.

"If this is the case, then the contract is established."

Smoothing the waves in the heart, looking at Amir, a complex color flashed in the pure gold eyes, Yulin Borges agreed to Amir's request, and following the words of Yulin Borges When it falls, the golden rose emits a hazy golden brilliance, like countless floating sands, rendering the entire wasteland dreamlike, and then the scene changes, with blue sky, white clouds, and a small forest near the forest, but with a large number of adventurers coming in and out. A very lively town appeared in front of Julien Borges.

"Issard, what do you want to do from now on?"

Permeated with joy, like the sound of a lark, a man and a woman walked out of the town together. The women were cute and lovely, with pure gold eyes and long green hair, while the men were handsome and handsome, with broken golden pupils and linen. Dark hair, although it is dressed as an adventurer, but there is an unspeakable extravagance between the gestures, just like a noble son.

"I want to be the most powerful knight in the future, and then build my own kingdom and become a great king, just like the great emperor back then."

Speaking loudly, talking about his ideals, the man was full of spirits.

"Is it your dream to be the most powerful knight and king? Issard?"

Lifting her head, the girl looked at the man, with light shining in her pure gold eyes.

"Yes."

Without hesitation, the man gave an affirmative answer.

"Then Assad, can I help you realize your dream?"

Speaking softly, the girl's pretty face was full of seriousness when she said this.

"No, I will work hard to realize my dream. You only need to be with me."

With a gentle smile on his face, the man put a flower crown made from roadside wildflowers on the girl's head.

"I know Issard~www.readwn.com~ I will always be with you."

A faint blush rose on her cheeks. Looking at the man, the girl made a promise to accompany her for life.

"Is that how I was deceived by you? Assad."

A sigh sounded, and the picture freezes.

Looking at the lively town, watching the young boys and girls, I don't know when, a teardrop fell from the corner of Yulin Borges' eyes, and there was sadness and nostalgia for the past.

"Hey, it's all over."

Waved, all the sights dissipated, and everything returned to its original appearance. Even though Julien Borges would sigh for the past experience, it was only a sigh. He occasionally sighed in the past lush years. Nostalgia, but not indulging in it. It is just a short period of his long life. As a unique mythical dragon species, the fairy dragon, he is a true long-lived species, with a life span far exceeding the normal seventh stage. He has already completed himself. His promise, accompanied Issard through his life. He witnessed his youthful vitality, witnessed his stability when he matured, and witnessed his bleakness in his twilight years.

"The contract has been established, you can call my name when you need it."

The mood returned to calm, but the voice of Julie Borges had disappeared.

The golden rose withered and died at the most brilliant time, that is, at this time, Amir's figure was repelled by Mistar.

The royal capital of Sutilt, Karpas.

Sitting in the float, listening to the continued cheers, Amir looked inexplicable. Everything that just happened was like a dream. When the dream woke up, everything continued to function normally.

"This is not a dream."

Spreading out his palms, looking at the empty palm, Amir whispered softly.