The frost-armored Qiuqiu King named Uku first looked at Famas with a kind smile on his face in confusion. His ice-blue pupils gradually widened, shining with a strange light, and murmured to himself.
"That's right, the great fire of war, the demon of fire!"
Famas nodded in agreement. Since he broke the seal, someone was finally able to call out his name with a praising tone.
Although he is from Qiuqiu.
"You...really exist, you are still alive..."
As if he had seen the most incredible thing, Uku sat on the ground, staring at the young man in red in front of him, repeating a few words: "Princess, foreigner, fire of war..."
At this time, Famas turned to Albedo, who had turned into a half-dragon behind him and calmed down a little.
He used the chalk technique to absorb too much of Du Lin's power from the earth's veins. Now that he is infected, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to return to his original youthful appearance.
"Let me go...Famas."
Although his life was in the hands of the man in front of him, Abedo still held his head high and tried hard to speak to Famas in a commanding tone.
"Ah? Teacher, what happened? What did you say?"
Famas tilted his head, and with some strength, he pinched the soft flesh of Abedo's waist with both hands and pressed it gently.
"Uh, let go...no..."
As the pain and itching in his waist came, Albedo, who had stopped moving, began to struggle violently, trying hard to avoid Famas's palm, but his hands and feet were completely bound, and he could only do extremely limited movements.
.
"What? Should I let you go or not?"
With a smirk on his face, Famas moved his palm to the area on Albedo's body that was not covered by the black dragon scales, and lightly scratched it.
The chalky boy who was originally elegant and well-dressed is now sweating profusely and twisting his body to avoid Famas' fingers.
Although his movements were not very serious, to Famas, he was just cleaning the ribbon around Albedo that was scarier than blood.
These ribbons are twisting like a carnival, connecting to the earth, like growing blood vessels, constantly extending and turning, flowing in the established track with great vitality.
The smell of corruption and disaster is the poisonous blood that flowed out after Dulin's death.
"Gold has taught you so many things, and all you can use is the most basic chalk technique."
After cutting off all the scarlet ribbons surrounding Albedo, Famas stopped what he was doing and stared with a hint of disappointment at Albedo, who was hanging up and breathing heavily.
Black soil is the initial state, chalk is the beginning of change, and gold is the final result.
"The Art of Gold? Birth."
"Reproduce the wisdom of the man in the bottle!"
Famas pressed his palms shining with pure golden light on the chest of the boy who had turned into a half-dragon.
A warm and familiar feeling came. Albedo had only felt this great power from his teacher.
The power of gold.
The blood flowed uncontrollably down his neck and onto the boy's cheeks, and finally even the tips of his ears were dyed bright red.
Abedo seemed to have been burned and wanted to move his eyes away, but being bound, he could only helplessly look into Famas's bloody pupils.
The boy closed his eyes, feeling as comfortable as soaking in warm water. The dragon scales that originally covered his hands and cheeks slowly faded away, turning back into thin human skin. The sharp nails and bone spurs on his back retracted into his body.
,The soft wrist hangs down feebly.
There are only blood-colored eyes, which will not change back to indigo for the time being.
The gold overcame the corrupting power of the disaster. Famas withdrew his palm from Albedo's chest, slowly released the chain that trapped him, and placed Albedo, who was barefoot and wearing only shorts, on the snow.<
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"Why do you know...the golden art."
Albedo, who had just landed, seemed to have not yet adapted to his body, and his legs were weak and he fell down. Thanks to Famas, he reached out to support the white boy with his bare upper body, preventing him from falling directly into the snow.
"Because at the beginning, part of this technique was what I taught you as a teacher."
Famas said in a gentle voice.
Abedo raised his head expectantly and looked at the face of the boy in red.
"Then...teacher, she..."
Famas's blood-red and deep eyes stared intently at Albedo, who was leaning on him. Then, he raised his right hand, and the ground under his feet glowed with starlight, emitting a dazzling and gentle light. There seemed to be a magical power lingering around the two of them.
All around, at this moment, the withered and snow-covered land gradually regained its vitality, the snow melted, and began to bloom and regenerate.
"She said a lot of bad things about me? Such as cruelty, blasphemy, etc..."
Showing his strength, as if he knew what Albedo was going to ask, Famas responded without any surprise.
"Hmm."
The chalky boy nodded hesitantly.
"Not surprising, another friend and I once stopped her decision to destroy everything at the end of the war. As a result, she broke the covenant and chose to move forward alone."
Famas supported Albedo and came to the frost-armored Qiu Qiu King Uku who was in a daze. He looked up at Uku, with unspeakable pity in his bright red pupils, half-closed as if to examine,
It’s like he’s sizing it up.
"According to historical research, in the snow-capped mountains, there is a frost-armored King of Qiu who exists as an inhuman being, and his identity is the last record-keeper of the Kingdom of Fendenir."
Famas took off his coat, handed it to Albedo, who was naked, and helped him put it on.
Intentionally or unintentionally, my hand touched Albedo’s soft and smooth skin.
He is half a head shorter than Abbedo, but for some reason, the red coat and cloak suit the chalky boy's figure quite well.
"Could it be that Gold... created Albedo according to my figure?"
Some strange thoughts came to Famas's mind.
"How...how could I...become like this?"
After calming down, Uku regained a lot of consciousness. He looked at Famas hesitantly, stood up with his huge body, and slowly knelt down on one knee to salute the young man. He covered his heart with his right hand and dropped his left hand to the ground, but because
His body is so big that his right hand can barely reach his waist.
A not-so-standard interview etiquette.
"Herald...save...Findenir."
Munata under the rule of Famas was the first country to embark on the road of "science", and began to secretly accumulate strength to resist the eternal rule of heaven. Almost all subsequent countries have conquered Munata under Famas.
As a pioneer.
The Shar Fendenier family, who were in a corner of the country, also learned about the war lord from various channels. However, by the time Famas really raised the flag of resistance, Fendenier had already
The country has been subjugated for a long time.
As the last "historian" of Fendenir, Uku waited until all the tribesmen left, leaving behind his own recorder's box. He leaned against the dead silver-white ancient tree and closed his eyes.<
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At this point, the once rich country, Shar Fendenir, came to a complete end.