Chapter 163: 164: Side Story 1

Chapter 164: Side Story 1

<The one who remembers the past will save the world from the desires of the black dragon.

Oh hero, remember the solemn vow of the white flower.>

Suddenly, the Temple of the Sun God was turned upside down by an unexpected divine proclamation.

It had been only two years since the end of the war with the demons.

Why did the god, who had never said a word before the demon war, suddenly issue a divine proclamation now? And to top it off, the desire of the black dragon

How terrifying must things be for a divine proclamation to be issued!

Oh god. Have you truly abandoned our land?

The priests gathered in the temple, their faces pale, as they clasped their hands together.

It was roughly two years since Kalia ascended to the throne of the Purito Kingdom, and exactly three years since Shaik Tacskate Terroan turned three.

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Sasha, happy birthday. May you always grow up healthy.

Kalias lips, curved into a gentle smile, lightly touched Sashas forehead, revealing her motherly affection.

She caressed Shaiks cheek with her strong and beautiful motherly face, then passed the next turn to Simon.

My beloved Shaik, may you be endowed with strength and kindness to fulfill your desires.

Simon gave a speech and placed a magical bracelet he had been working on for a year and a half on young Shaiks wrist.

As Shaik curiously examined the bracelet-shaped magical tool with his curious eyes, Simon added a brief explanation.

Its a magical tool that conceals your presence and appearance. Its called invisibility. Its a unique invisibility magical tool that has never existed in the world before. I dont know why Louismond kept asking for it. That tiresome guy I put so much effort and dedication into making it, but would I give it to an Emperor or something?

Shaiks eyes twitched slightly at Simons nonchalant explanation, but fortunately, no one noticed.

Invi sibiwity?

At first, the child seemed to be uncertain about the meaning of the word, but as he mimicked Simons words in a vague tone, a sparkling light emitted from his wrist, and he smiled widely as if he liked it.

Abbia!

The best child! Hooray! The best!

A voice that hadnt come out burst loudly from within Shaik.

Watching Shaik with pride, right by Simons side, Kalia intervened.

Simon, why are you leaving out the part where I obtained the blue gemstone? I worked so hard to find it. Shaik, this even contains your moms love.

Oh, Mother. Mother

Shaik, with the brightest smile he could muster, tightly embraced Kalia and shouted:

Mom, youre the bwest!

Simon and Kalia had proud smiles on their faces.

It was a grand festival in the Kingdom.

In the kingdom that had abandoned the name of Akan and received the new name of Purito, an unprecedented feast was held.

The king opened the grain warehouses to feed the hungry, and the songs of the fairies, known as the bloodline of the kingdom, echoed throughout day and night.

Thanks to the blossoming flowers and fruits blessed by the fairies, the country became prosperous.

Shaik, surrounded by gifts, watched people dancing to lively music.

Only three years had passed.

It was the day when he had been given such a blessed life, only three years after his birth.

Shaik turned his large emerald green eyes, inherited from Kalia, towards his mother and father.

Pale lemon-colored hair, eyes with a hint of green, his mother standing at the pinnacle of tragedy and comedy, with the culmination of darkness.

Beside her stood his father, a dazzling silver-haired and exquisitely adorned handsome man, a great Archmage who transcended enlightenment.

Above all, there were people who showed an immense and unblemished love towards him, who sometimes displayed a mysterious appearance.

He rejoiced in his birth and danced with the people, offering them warm food, and his heart swelled with love from his parents who embraced the sick and the poor on his birthday.

Oh god. What are your intentions?

The baby raised his small fist towards the sky.

Though it was just a plump and round fist, tightly clenched, nothing more.

Sasha, or rather Shaik, was reborn with memories of his past life.

People called such individuals reincarnators.

In his past life, he had no parents.

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And even more, his comrades face hadnt aged much.

Kal, Sasha doesnt like you. Maybe playing with Grandma would be more fun for Sasha?

It was outrageous that such a thing was said by someone like them.

For a fleeting moment, Shaiks gaze wavered, but it had already been three years since he had become a human baby.

Kyaa~!

He had already fully adapted.

Shaik raised both hands towards the empty space as if inviting anyone to hold him.

Kalexia gently lifted Shaiks small body into his arms.

Then, Leahs voice mixed with dissatisfaction came from the side.

Kal! You were holding him a lot earlier. Its my turn this time!

You were the one holding him all the time last time, Leah. I also want to spend time with our Shaik.

When are you talking about the past? Its a story from a whole ten days ago. Come on, Shaik, come here. Grandma has prepared a gift for Shaik. Its a record of the previous Holy Demon War.

What?

Shaiks eyes widened at Leahs words.

A record? It was something he desperately needed.

After being reborn, Shaik was gradually losing his memories of his past life.

The memories of his past life were drifting away, one by one, like dandelion seeds being blown away by the wind.

Shaik spread his arms wide and smiled brightly at Leah.

Gwandma!

Social life was important.

Strictly speaking, it was a strategy.

From a life where he crawled on the ground and chewed on insects to survive to reaching the pinnacle, he had survived relentlessly. In comparison, changing his posture was nothing.

Moreover, he was happy these days, so he could endure this level of self-sacrifice for his own happiness.

To achieve what he desired, 3-year-old Shaik, who had reached the maximum level of reincarnation, knew the art of sacrificing something.

Oh my, dear Shaik! Grandma is the best, right?

Hearts popped up in Leahs eyes.

Why is our Shaik so cute and lovely like this? Although hes my grandson, he somehow reminds me of someone else. Anyway, Grandma loves our Shaik.

Kiss.

Hmm, it feels like receiving affectionate advances from an old comrade.

No, Sasha, isnt it the most fun to play with Grandpa? Grandpa also brought something for our Sasha. He raided the Shrine of the Divine Dragon to get it. The sword of our old comrade was buried there The sword he cherished

Shrine of the Divine Dragon? Sword? Could it be!

Shaik quickly turned his head and looked at Kalexia.

He urgently opened his mouth and shouted:

Swo, Sword!

Oh my goodness, my little puppy!

Kalexia, sensing the urgency, swiftly took Shaik from Leahs embrace.

Leah pursed her lips in frustration, but Shaik, who couldnt miss Leahs gift either, decided to conquer both of them at once.

Ah Gwandpa and Gwandma. Everyone listen!

Oh, goodness, this cuteness

Whether Shaiks choice was excellent or not, the eyes of the two fairies became teary.

Hmm, it seems Im cute after all.

After receiving so much love for three years, such thoughts now came to him without any hesitation.

The child raised his round chin and glanced sternly at his old friends, who had become Gwandpa and Gwandma.

There was no point in intensifying the competition between the two.

Shaik decided to end this fight with one final statement.

He stretched out his short arms towards Kalexia and Leah, placing his round hands on each of their cheeks, and shouted solemnly.

The fwight is over!

At that moment, everyone surrounding Shaik held their breath tightly.

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