Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1145 - 306: The Elven Little Prince_3

Chapter 1145: Chapter 306: The Elven Little Prince_3

The command tent of the expedition was surrounded by a cleared area of white sand and gravel, where huge sundials and the Bimon military flags stood tall. A team of Rein guards lazily lay on the ground, leaning on their great swords and gossiping with several Feilengcui palace guards, occasionally pointing and commenting on a unicorn not far away with a spiral horn on its head.

This unicorn was clad in silver-white mane, incomparably majestic, and its sturdy legs were covered in silver scales. Astride the unicorn’s back was a child not more than about one meter thirty in height. The child had a delicate, porcelain-like face and long platinum-blonde hair. Sharp ears pierced through his hair at the temples, and he carried a large package shrouded in magical elemental power, and a gilt black sea turtle leather quiver; the unicorn’s saddle was made of gold thread, carved with strange and exquisite patterns, and the bridle was adorned with large gems. Even the reins and the riding crop were studded with pearls, lavishly opulent to the extreme.

"My Emperor Polo!" As soon as Liu was shocked to see the child’s features vaguely resembling Mourinho, he knew who he was-----------The old rascal had heard from Gortani that she had a half-elf brother above her, a creation from when Mourinho was married into the Moon Elf tribe.

"Beast Elf." Moer smiled; she had guessed who the child was. Although he had the pointed ears of an Elf, the Mourinho family’s signature platinum-blond hair was impossible to overlook.

"Excuse me, are you His Excellency Richard?" The half-elf child riding the unicorn asked Liu with a friendly smile, irresistibly adorable.

"Young handsome, I am Richard." Liu walked forward, petted the unicorn’s head, and looked at the child with a cheerful expression, "And you? What’s your name?"

"My name is Jose Mari. I am the eldest son of the Smey Clan leader of your Bimon Kingdom, and also the crown prince of the Moon Elf Tribe of the Sunset Swamp." Mari politely nodded to Liu and the Bimon notables behind him.

"Pleased to meet you, Prince Mari." A bunch of Bimon nobles discreetly stuck out their tongues and hurriedly greeted this distinguished half-elf little prince.

Of course, more people felt a mix of envy and jealousy towards Lord Mourinho’s incredible lothario skills. Even after so many years, the legendary Mourinho was still quite mysterious to other high priests of the temple.

"Eldest son? Prince Mari, how old are you this year?" Liu was truly confused. How could this child, who looked no older than six or seven, be the older brother of the Gortani sisters?

"I am twenty years old this year. In the Moon Elf community, a twenty-year-old is still just a one-year-old baby. But since I’m a half-elf, I’m much more mature than pureblood Moon Elves!" Mari cleverly and naughtily blinked, addressing the doubts deep in the heart of the man before him.

"Little prince, you’ve come all this way to find me. What exactly is it for?" Liu started playing dumb, with the corner of his eye also noticing Golinny and Gomes rushing over with a group of Griffin cavalry.

"Respected Richard, my father received an alarm from my sister’s Star Platelet. May I ask, what exactly happened to your entire Expeditionary Army? What has occurred that even my sister couldn’t cope with?" The Elf little prince Mari also noticed his siblings and welcomed them with open arms and a beaming smile.

"Brother..." Golinny joyfully hugged Prince Mari, while Gomes stood beside, grinning goofily, as the Griffin knights kneeled down in unison.

"Everyone, please rise." Prince Mari once again revealed an adorable and charming smile, first waving to the air cavalry Elves and then pinching the cheeks of Golinny and Gomes, asking, "Where is sister Nini? Why didn’t I see her come over?"

"Ah... Brother Mari..." Golinny, the little swan beauty, blushed, barely daring to look directly at Liu beside her, and hesitantly changed the subject, "... Why did you come, brother? Where is father?"

"Father’s been drinking every day, dead drunk, and it’s a mess. I haven’t seen him so dejected before." Despite being young, Prince Mari naturally exuded the air only a true leader possessed, "I incidentally discovered the alarm signal you sent him using the ’Star Platelet,’ so I hurried over. I don’t know, how many days has it been delayed?"

"Father’s drinking? And drunk to the point of collapse?" Golinny and Gomes widened their eyes, shocked beyond belief!

It is known that abstaining from decadent and corrupt pleasures is a part of the Shaman teachings of Bimon, with some extreme Altar Sacrificial Ceremony priests even spending their lives only eating clear water and unleavened bread. Despite the inevitable social drinking among high priests, a high priest has strong self-control, and Mourinho was the legendary figure among them. How could he suddenly succumb to excessive drinking?

Liu, Helen, and Moer exchanged glances, rolling their eyes while Prince Kahn whispered with the Bimon generals and high priests.

"I heard from mother that it’s because Aunt Cui Beixi is pregnant." Prince Mari smiled sweetly. With that statement, he utterly exposed his childlike nature---------------at twenty years old, in Bimon standards, one could already start a family, but for a half-elf, this age was equivalent to a Bimon child of seven or eight.

The import of that statement was clear to Golinny and Gomes, but they were totally dumbstruck.

Prince Kahn, the Bimon generals, and high priests gaped like hippos yawning, their jaws nearly hitting the ground.

Helen and Moer were astonished.

"Damn... isn’t this too much of a coincidence?" Liu sweated profusely as he thought to himself.

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Got into an argument yesterday... haha... waste of time... still tired even now... going to sleep, will make up for the previous Chapter before midnight... these next few days I’ll push myself...

Apologies for breaking my word yesterday, got too caught up in the argument...