I Will Be The Crowned King

The emerald green liquid passed through the crystal container that was almost one person high, and radiated a faint light in the dark room with brass pipes, becoming the only light source in the darkness.

It looks extremely viscous, as if it is some kind of material between colloid and liquid, and it also has excellent light transmittance. Similar to organs on the pipeline, quivering flesh and blood.

In the huge crystal container, a figure was floating in the package of green liquid, with tiny bubbles appearing around it from time to time, as if to show that it was still alive, and it seemed to be reacting with the liquid in some way.

It has skin that is so smooth that no folds of it can be seen, the size of a baby, the hair on the top of its body is very thick, in a state similar to some kind of seaweed; its head is so large that it occupies almost a quarter of its body size, The limbs are short and small, the joints are very inconspicuous, and the hands and feet at the end are almost in the shape of meat balls.

Perhaps because it was surrounded by green liquid, it did not open its eyes. The eyes and ears in the facial organs were obviously too large, and the nose and mouth were almost too small to be seen... It looked like a person, but there were obvious signs of it. The difference makes it a bit more creepy and weird.

"This...is the elf."

With his back to the glass container, Rune casually introduced to the two of them: "Speaking of which, it was just an accident that they were discovered at first. The magic apostle in charge of this project was just to clear the dragons near Boredim, but They stumbled across their nests on the way back."

"As for the names, the apostle mistakenly thought that they were some kind of non-entity mutant life, plus they did have humanoid shape, and belonged to the high intelligent life in the original state, so he specially created a proper noun for them, referring to A mutant that is both humanoid and ghastly."

"It's a misunderstanding, but it does sound catchy, doesn't it?"

"… Indeed."

Staring at the creature in the container that was constantly blowing bubbles, Anson restrained himself with difficulty.

To be honest, when he first learned about this so-called "blood inheritance" experiment from Rune, he really thought that the experimental subjects caught by the casters were the Iser elves, and he once suspected that the so-called "true blood descendants". Why did they fall into this situation.

But when you really see this creature called "elf" in the petri dish, you can only say that history is indeed a little girl who can be dressed up, even the so-called ancient Iser elves are no exception.

Anyway, if I get one of these things and bring it back to the original time and space, and tell Queen Freya that this is her "great, ever, ever...great ancestor"...

Well, he can already figure out what will happen to him.

Of course, it is not just the Iser elves. As the cornerstone of the civilization of the Order World, in the "Seven Great Knights Mythology", which is older than the Church of Order, the seven knights headed by the Dragon Knight united the elves to defeat and kill the three old gods. to win the future.

This myth is not only common to ordinary people, but even many believers of the Old Gods believe it—not including the parts of the Three Old Gods that were killed—it is already a consensus of the whole world.

But in this era when the three old gods have fallen for decades, and the old gods built the city of spellcasters Boredim in order to save themselves, not to mention the talent with the power of blood, even their nominal allies elves ... are still monsters soaked in a strange liquid in a crystal jar...

So is it real history, or some parallel world?

Most importantly, why did Talia have to let herself witness the elves being discovered to be witnesses to the "Blood of the True God", and befriend her father Rune and August?

He suddenly felt a strong stinging pain from his temple, as if something sticky and slippery had penetrated into his mind... An Sen, who frowned slightly, clenched his teeth and opened the casting range, but the power seemed to Not being resisted by his own magical reaction, the picture in front of him began to become dazed.

"Ah, it seems that it chose to communicate with Anson."

Aware of his abnormality, Rune immediately stepped forward and explained with a chuckle: "This is the only first-generation elf in the alchemy room who is willing to cooperate with the experiment and even take the initiative to communicate with us."

"It's just that it's very shy, so it's accustomed to communicating more... conservative, and only willing to communicate with one object at a time."

Snapped.

August, who was on the side, gently supported Anson's shoulders, who had almost fallen, and whispered in a very gentle voice: "Don't be nervous, relax slowly, remove your guard and resist emotions, and let its power penetrate into your body. in consciousness."

"Don't worry, we are all here, it won't hurt half of your cold hair."

"If it feels unbearable, then let Rune stop communicating immediately."

Resisting the growing pain in his head, An Sen nodded with difficulty, and slowly relaxed his resistance, letting the sticky and slippery force pour into his consciousness.

Suddenly, an unfamiliar and familiar illusion came to mind, evoking some of Anson's not-so-distant memories-how could this feeling be so similar to when Talia was "writing questions" for him?

[Talia, who is it? 】

Talia is... eh? !

An Sen, who realized something in a trance, suddenly raised his head and found that the "elf" in the crystal container opened his eyes at some point, and a pair of scarlet pupils stared at him silently.

Looking at those clear eyes, Anson glanced at August, who was still supporting him, and Rune, who was looking forward to him, and swallowed hard.

Talia is... a friend of mine.

Anson said silently in his heart.

【friend? 】

Yes, friend, and it's... Anson was about to explain this definition patiently, but when he tried to communicate with the other party, he was directly interrupted:

[Moses Field knows, knows what a friend is! 】

[Moses Field also has many friends, some good, some bad, some new and old! 】

【Moses Field wants to mate with all his friends! 】

The voice sounded so joyful, and it was definitely joy from the heart, even if it had no expression on its face, it could infect Anson who was communicating with it in another way.

Moses Field, I remember it like... stop!

Realizing that the other party could read minds, Anson decisively cut off the urge to continue to associate, and tried to keep his mind up to the rhythm of the other party...Mating, Moses Field, do you hope to have more offspring?

[Moses Field hopes to have more friends. After mating, there will be many, many new friends, good friends, and friends as good as Moses Field! 】

The other party's voice sounded joyful as always, as if he didn't notice Anson's restraint and concealment at all.

Therefore, this species has an innate urge to reproduce, and has a great desire for the same kind, which is very suitable for the characteristics of swarming life... An Sen, who was muttering to himself in the bottom of his heart, took a deep breath and immediately began to think about the next content:

That being the case, why does my friend say that your... copulations always fail?

Is it because of emotions?

【No! No! 】

[The mating of Moses Field was very successful, and the mating of Moses Field was the most successful! 】

[Moses Field is different from other elves, he is special, he wants to be their king! 】

[Oh, yes, Moses Field will be their king! 】

It shouted happily, and the strong emotions constantly stimulated Anson's consciousness. The dizziness that he could endure had begun to exceed his upper limit, and the picture in front of him began to dim.

Just when he felt like he was about to faint, that power suddenly trembled in his mind, as if he had been stimulated by something, and shivered.

[Oh, sorry, Moses Field didn't mean it! 】

[Moses Field just wanted to make an ally, and didn't mean to hurt Anson Bach, Anson knew it! 】

[Moses Field will leave now, don't ask anymore, Moses Field will be good, like a real good friend, good friend...]

The sound became weaker and weaker, and even the power that penetrated into consciousness began to shrink, like a wriggling water monster, gradually retracting its tentacles, allowing the consciousness wrapped in layers to return to its original shape.

"How is it, are you more comfortable?" August's concerned voice echoed in his ears, ethereal and long, as if it came from a very distant place.

"It's much better." An Sen nodded subconsciously, like all drunkards who had just had a hangover, gradually smoothing out his body.

After a while, after confirming again and again that he had not suffered any mental damage, he slowly propped up his body with the help of August, and saw Rune standing beside him, with a guilt-filled look on his face. own.

"I'm sorry, Anson! I...I really don't know!" The flustered Rune stammered, rebuking himself and feeling sad: "If, if I knew that you lost your memory and your mental state was not very stable, I, I am Absolutely not…”

"I know!"

Anson raised his hand and pressed Luen's shoulder, with a faint smile on his slightly tired face: "We are friends, if you knew that I was not in a good state, you would never allow me to do this... This is just a Accident."

"Yes, that experimental subject has never been so excited as today." The guilty Rune said very puzzled:

"Usually it only talks to us for two or three sentences, and it doesn't communicate in depth at all... What did you talk to it?"

"I…"

An Sen, who subconsciously wanted to speak, stopped abruptly, and the words stopped on his lips.

He suddenly realized that he might have done something he shouldn't have done... He thought he had escaped Moses Field's mind-reading, but in fact, he might have seen through everything the moment he thought of it!

Moses Field... Is it really called this name, or did he decide to call himself that after reading his own memory and knowing that Moses Field would become the royal family of the Iser elf in a thousand years? !

How much information about the other world did it get from itself besides what it was aware of that might leak? !

Anson couldn't help but feel a little panic in his heart, but on the surface he was still tired and trying to remember: "I, I only remember it, it calls itself Moses Field, it's special... That's all."

Considering my current situation, it is meaningless to lie, so I can only deliberately "distort" and "blur" the information Moses Field just revealed, so as to avoid some content that is different from what Luen got before, and perceive the abnormality in himself. .

As for whether this little trick will be exposed by August, who is already a blasphemous mage... He can't care about it anymore.

"What, you said it was called Moses Field?"

Rune was stunned for a moment, and immediately showed an expression of incomparable surprise: "So these elves actually have names, and they use their names to distinguish themselves from other people of the same kind?"

"The original ring is on it, this is the biggest discovery so far!"

"Really?" An Sen also deliberately showed a curious look to hide his inner panic: "You have communicated with it so many times, but haven't found it?"

"No! And I think that compared with your exchange this time, almost all the work we have done before is useless!" Rune explained excitedly:

"We have had similar speculations before, and we did find that elves have a certain ability to think and judge independently, but we didn't expect it to reach this level... But this is also very reasonable, even if they have the same wisdom as us, it's not good. Strange."

He paused, turned his head to look at August, who was still supporting Anson: "This is just my personal suggestion, let researcher Anson Bach start work as soon as possible, you are right, his keen insight is really It's amazing!"

"And you Boredim still think it's enough to find me. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

August said jokingly, the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "In principle, of course, I will not refuse. After all, we are here to join your work, but we cannot place too many restrictions on our actions."

"The most important point is that things about Anson's amnesia must not be leaked, not even the original tower."

"Of course I understand." Rune nodded slightly with a serious expression:

"All information about Anson Bach must be kept secret. His identity is temporarily arranged as a new researcher in the alchemy room. His information will not be released to the public, and his authority is second only to you."

As he said that, he nodded slightly and said apologetically, "Sorry, Anson, so you may not be able to act alone in the future - this is only temporary, and everything will return to normal when you restore your memory."

"I understand." An Sen nodded slightly in agreement.

After confirming again and again that he had returned to normal, Rune finally let out a breath, loosened his collar slightly and said with a smile, "If that's the case, let's continue the experiment."

"First of all, I will report to the two of our progress and direction so far... We have completely figured out the mating pattern of elves, and the hybridization work between different species has also been carried out in an orderly manner."

"The most important topics at present are how to keep the inheritance of its bloodline from deteriorating greatly, and how to perfectly graft its mutation characteristics into other species, especially humanoids. In this regard, there have been successful discoveries... "

Along with Rune's eloquence, Anson, pretending to be attentive, has wandered into the sky, and his heart is more and more panic.

It seems that I really carelessly contributed to the birth of the Iser elf.