"Crash"

The black, unique and eccentric Ark Royal slowly landed in the Royal Palace Airport in Wakanda.

The lower deck opens.

Eric, wearing a windbreaker and sunglasses, walked down the gangway, and saw Techara waiting in front of him at a glance.

Prince of Wakanda, the next king.

Also Eric's cousin.

The two brothers have a good relationship.

Although the same blood was flowing in the body, the two did not have any substantial conflict of interest.

Eric was well educated by Merlin since he was a child. He had no undeniable pursuit of Wakanda's kingship. In recent years, he rarely returned to Wakanda.

His existence did not threaten the position of Tchara's prince, nor did it threaten the transition of royal power in Wakanda.

The Wakanda people didn't even know Eric's existence.

In this case, a true friendship was also cultivated between Eric and Tcharla.

but...

With Eric's son born, things have changed again.

After hearing that Eric and Charlie had a son, the old king Tchaka ordered the king's direct guard to go to New York to protect his grandson's nephew.

This action directly caused the queen's concern.

It also caused concerns among the Erics.

It is obvious that King Techaka intends to include Little Riley on the list of future heirs in Wakanda.

From the perspective of an old king, this kind of thinking is correct.

Although Techara and Ororo will inevitably give birth to an heir after marriage, no one can say good about the future.

If they have a girl.

Or in case something unexpected happens...

A kingdom cannot be without successors.

Little Riley's birth represents the emergence of a new generation of blood in Wakanda, which is a great thing for the royal family withered population.

Although Eric withdrew from the competition for the king's position, his son was involved without any suspense since his birth.

"Techara."

Eric and his cousin sat in the car heading to the palace. He took the initiative to break the silence and said to Techara who was sitting in front of him:

"I will explain this to my uncle. Prince Njob's bloodline will permanently withdraw from the throne and inherit the genealogy..."

"I had no intention of getting my son involved in the royal struggle in Wakanda, nor did I...

"Stop talking, brother."

Techara doesn't care much.

The prince stroked the ring on his fingers, looked out the window and said:

"I can understand what my father did, Eric, if it were me, I would do that."

"Although Wakanda has developed technology, our civilized political system is still in a relatively backward state. This is caused by historical factors. We cannot change this. We can only adapt and change slowly."

"Little Riley's body is filled with the most noble blood of Wakanda, and becoming a king is one of his countless lives."

Techara looked at Eric and said:

"I don't think you should refuse, at least you should not refuse. The child will make his own choice when he grows up."

"The throne will be stained with blood, Techara!"

Eric strengthened his tone and said:

"I have heard countless similar stories from Merlin. There is no conflict between us, and it does not mean there is no conflict between our children."

"And there can only be one king, which is destined that once the competition begins, there will be losers."

"I don't want to see Wakanda split, and I don't want to see children turn against each other because of this kind of thing."

He leaned against the seat and said to the Black Panther Prince a little depressed:

"I really don't know that uncle would do this. If I had known I wouldn't have told him the news of Little Riley's birth."

"You don't know that the Doramiji guard who suddenly appeared that day blocked the entire hospital and scared Charlie."

"Hahaha, I heard about it."

Techara let out a happy laugh, he patted Eric on the shoulder, and he blinked and said:

"I heard from Oakye that Charlie called a few Cybertrons and escorted her out of the hospital, and our best warrior in Wakanda almost fought with the robots."

“So that’s a mistake.”

Eric sighed and said:

"The outside world is different from Wakanda after all. I don't want my son to live as a prince since he was a child. If Merlin is still there, Merlin would definitely not want him."

"Okay, since you're so determined."

Techara looked at Eric and said:

"Then you go and talk to your father."

"But I don't think he's going to withdraw the Doramiji Guard. What happened before in New York made the father extremely angry. He has repeatedly said that he wants you and Charlie to move back to Wakanda."

"The father said he smelled the breath of a chaotic era, and no matter how chaotic the outside world is, Wakanda can protect you."

"Yeah?"

Eric closed his eyes and recalled what he saw in the burned base in Siberia.

He whispered:

"Not necessarily, Techara, the outside world is crazy now... If the storm has blown, then Wakanda will eventually be involved."

More than ten minutes later, in the palace of the King in Wakanda, the roar of His Majesty Techaka was echoing.

"Don't think about it!"

The old king who had been in power for many years roared at Eric with helpless face:

"I don't object to you marrying a woman outside! That's your business, I respect your choice."

"But Little Riley is the most noble little prince in Wakanda, and his safety must be guaranteed!"

"New York, that city is like a gang of demons! I don't understand why you and your wife must live there!"

The old king's cane was beating on the ground, and he shouted loudly:

"Why don't you want to move back to Wakanda? This is your hometown! You also want to leave my grandson outside and take risks with you..."

"I don't think a team of Black Panther Warriors can protect my grandson's safety at all!"

"Maybe I should send more guards over..."

"uncle!"

Eric retorted:

"I, Charlie and Little Riley live with the most powerful group of people in the world. There are four Cybertron mechanical knights guarding him, and a palace that can escape into the void."

"If we need it, there are also troops from hell to guard your grandson...you don't need to worry about his safety at all."

"The most powerful heroes you say are killing each other!"

King Techaka refused to give in, he stared at Eric, he said:

"They almost destroyed the East Coast, can you still trust them?"

"I believe them, uncle."

Eric said:

"It is because of their mistakes that they know how valuable peace is, and I think it may not be the right choice for you to put Little Riley on the list of heirs."

"The bloodline of Prince Njob has been clearly stated since my father that he wants to withdraw from the battle for the throne."

"My cousin, your son Techara is more suitable to be a king, and I believe his offspring will not disappoint you."

The old king shook his head, and he turned around and looked at the city outside the glass.

He said:

"Eric, you don't understand."

"The wedding of Techara and Ororo, because the conflict between mutants and humans was continuously postponed, her hope of becoming a queen is becoming increasingly slim, but my son is a love-in-law."

"Your brother is unwilling to abandon his fiancée, which means...I want to see that their children will take more time to be born, and I am already old..."

"I have to consider the inheritance of Wakanda. I have not asked you and Charlie about this matter. This is my fault, but since I was born as a Wakanda, you and your son must contribute to Wakanda."

He turned his head to look at Eric, and he said:

"I can withdraw the Doramiji Guard, but Little Riley must live as the heir of Wakanda and must live in Wakanda for at least 7 months a year..."

"Do you understand what I mean until he became an adult, or Techara's son was born?"

"oh..."

Eric then suddenly realized.

It turns out that there is this relationship.

Although there is a king in Wakanda, there are also political factions of parliament. Once there is no heir, the domestic situation will inevitably be turbulent.

And those who can become King Wakanda are not just the bloodline of the Black Panther.

Once other suppressed factions take the opportunity to rise, the throne of Wakanda will inevitably be turbulent.

This is what King Techaka doesn't want to see.

Putting Little Riley on the list of heirs is not just because of grandfather's love and care for his grandson, but also because of deeper political reasons.

"Then, that's OK."

Eric nodded, and he said to the old king:

"But you have to promise me, uncle, that once Techara's son is born, Little Riley will be free to choose his own life."

"Well, I can promise you."

The old king sat in a chair and said to his nephew:

"But you also have to agree to me a request... After Doramiji's guards were withdrawn, there must be someone around Little Riley who can protect him. I don't believe in the heroes from the outside world, so..."

"You need to do it yourself!"

Techaka looked at Eric and said:

"You have to use your own hands to protect your son and protect the future of Wakanda."

"And to do this, you need strength! The power from the ancient heritage of Wakanda!"

"I will make an exception to give you a chance to take the heart-shaped grass as a king... Eric Stevenson, no, Ni Jadaka, you have to be the guardian of your son!"

"Heroes alone!"

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Heart-shaped grass.

This is the oldest secret in Wakanda.

Millions of years ago, a meteorite filled with vibrating elements hit Africa, creating the prototype of the country Wakanda.

And a strange drug was also unexpectedly born in the depths of the jungle infected by vibroni.

It is a herb that emits a blue halo. Its fruit is like the heart. It contains severe toxicity and not everyone can bear it.

But as long as you survive the toxicity, the taker can gain power far beyond ordinary people.

Physical fitness, reaction ability, memory, spirit, and even soul will be strengthened.

But this heart-shaped herb is very rare.

It can only grow on earth rich in vibratory elements, and it is only enough for every king and successor, that is, the selected black panther to take during adulthood and rituals.

Below the palace, in an extremely secretive crypt.

The most noble Black Panther Priests of Wakanda gathered together.

In the ancient ritual, they picked a heart-shaped grass from the grass that emitted blue light and removed the blue fruit like a heart.

The oldest shaman in the kingdom, treated with extremely complex techniques, was eventually ground into a bowl of liquid emitting blue starlight in the grinder.

Eric, who was naked, looked at the bowl of liquid in front of him, and he swallowed nervously.

He looked at Techara beside him and said:

"Do I really want to drink?"

"Drink, brother, this is your destiny."

Techaka, wearing a traditional robe, delivered the bowl of liquid to Eric, and he blinked at Eric.

He whispered:

"This tastes so bad, it's really like a lump... Well, I won't say it anymore, you can taste it yourself."

As the priests watched silently, Eric gritted his teeth and drank the blue liquid from the bowl in one go.

Well...

This taste...

When Eric was young, he was having fun with his European wizard friends, and heard them say that some potions tasted more disgusting than goblins' urine.

Eric had never tasted the goblin's urine.

But he was sure that the taste of the thing he had just drunk was definitely a hundred times more disgusting than those potions.

His internal organs twitched.

A ball of blue light rushes along his blood vessels in his chest.

Techara supported Eric in the already dug hole, then picked up the shovel himself and covered him with some weird red sand.

These sands are magically treated and can effectively reduce the temperature in Eric's body.

In order to prevent him from burning his internal organs due to excessive body temperature when he was modified by herbal medicine.

Along with the sand and soil, it covered Eric's body.

Darkness has come.

Eric closed his eyes in intense pain, as if he had heard the call, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already in a mysterious spiritual world.

The beautiful and indescribable halo like an aurora hangs at the end of the night sky.

And before him was the dilapidated building in Auckland, and he seemed to have returned to the night when his father died.

He rushed up the high building and into the room.

He pushed open the door and saw his father sitting opposite another person at the table, drinking tea.

"Father!"

Eric shouted, and his father turned around and gave Eric a gentle and relieved smile.

Eric turned his head to the other side of the table again, and he said in surprise:

"Merlin...you are...

"I have no idea."

Meilin, who was sitting on the chair, was also a little confused. He looked around and shrugged.

He said to Eric:

"I was still chatting with a bad flame demon 10 seconds ago..."

"I was summoned here immediately. I don't know where this is, but I think this is probably what people say...the arrangement of fate."

He reached out and took off his hood and looked at Eric.

He said:

“Long time no see…”
Chapter completed!