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Chapter 298 The person you are destined to fall in love with in the future
"I'm sorry." Mines said gently, "When they brought you back to the Holy City, you were badly injured. I had no choice but to open your mental image to heal you. But don't worry, I didn't see too much. Your strength is so strong that it surprises me."

Menes paused, then added: "You kept calling Ador in your dreams."

Anda said nothing.

"Rest well. Tell me if you need anything." Mines didn't ask him anything. "My consciousness is always open to you."

As soon as they left, Anda's body could no longer support him and he fell to the ground.

His consciousness is fighting against the evil god every moment, and his body is gradually being polluted and infected. He doesn't have much time left.

Anda slept for three days and three nights, and he had a beautiful dream that he was born ten thousand years ago.

On an ordinary afternoon, he was brought to a child by the high priest.

The little girl, about four or five years old, was very pretty. She sat by the fountain, took off her shoes and played with the water, letting the fountain get her wet, but she was smiling happily.

Her Highness Iverella at the side looked at her helplessly yet dotingly.

"That's Little Princess Boti." The high priest pushed him forward, "She will be your Big Ivy in the future. You must take good care of her and assist her."

"Boti, come out quickly and meet Adar your mother told you about." Leila carried her out of the water. Boti shook her head mischievously, splashing all the water on Leila.

"You learned bad things from your father." Leila smiled and pinched Boti's chubby cheeks, then put her on the ground.

"Adar?" Boti called him in confusion, then threw herself into his arms with a smile, raised her head and called him loudly, "Adar! Boti also has her own Adar."

Leila said to the somewhat nervous high priest: "I told you that my sister would like this child."

Then he went to pull Boti, "Boti, you are all wet, you have wet Adar too, let him go quickly."

Boti puffed up her cheeks, said "oh", and was about to withdraw from the boy's arms.

"Your Highness." The young man squatted down a little at a loss, "It's okay, it's just a little water, I like water too."

"Really?" Boti's eyes lit up. "Then Adar, come with me to find dad, and we can go play in the sea together!"

"it is good."

"What's Adar's name?" asked Boti.

The young man frowned and thought carefully, "calling" him seemed to have no name.

Boti looked at him in confusion, "Doesn't Adar have a name?"

The young man shook his head, "Your Highness, can you just call me Adar? I like you to call me that." This makes them seem closer.

Boti's voice was soft, and when she called him Adar, his heart softened as well.

"Mom." Boti looked up at Leila, "Can you help Adar pick a name?"

The young man was terrified, "No, that's not necessary, Your Highness Leila." How could he let Your Highness Leila give him a name?

Leila glanced at him, took a towel from the attendant and wrapped it around Boti's head, then said with a smile, "This is my sister's Adar. Can I name Adar myself?"

Boti looked at Adar and asked for his advice.

The young man raised a gentle smile, "Okay, your highness, please help me choose a name."

"Hmm," Boti thought carefully, "then Adar should be called Polya. I like Polya."

After hearing this, the high priest and Leila both laughed.

The name Polya comes from a character in the fairy tale that Leila read to Boti before bed.

This fairy tale was written and passed down by the sea people. The protagonist is a cute and brave little mermaid, also named Boti.

In the story, Polya is a cute sea otter and Boti's companion.

Boti loved this sea otter very much. Every time she went to her father's house, the great lord of the sea would find a bunch of sea otters to play with her.

The young man muttered "Polya" in a low voice, and smiled gently at Boti, "My little prince, I like this name very much."

Boti happily hugged his neck and kissed his face, "Adar will always be with Boti like Polya, right?"

Polya nodded: "Yes, Polya will always be with Boti."

"Polya will always be with Boti"

Life is just a dream. The boy opened his eyes and his pillow was wet with tears.

His Ador, his little prince, he should have been with her all her life, just like in her dreams, growing up with her, watching her laugh and cry, loving her, assisting her, becoming her right-hand man, her closest person.

Instead of lying here like a useless person, letting Ador wander in the universe. His noble little princess, he should rebuild the Golden Kingdom for her, the Golden Kingdom that belongs to them. This is a cage, not a home.

But now, only this cage can temporarily protect Anduo.

Once he dies, both the Holy City and the heretics will find Andor like wild dogs smelling fresh meat.

He had to make final plans for Andor.

"Mines," he called in his mind, "I want to see you, and those Ivies."

Mines came to see him with a group of Ivies.

"Feeling better?" Minnes sat down beside Anda's bed.

Anda pulled the tube off his hand, sat up, looked at Mines and said, "You are the high priest."

Minnes: “Yes, but I’m about to retire.”

He looked at a certain young man in the room, "Raphael is the next high priest."

Anda followed his gaze, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "He is too weak. He can't even plant a tree."

Raphael pursed his lips when he heard his words, "I can, sooner or later."

"Don't be afraid that I will replace you." Anda opened his eyes and looked at him. "As a descendant of the golden race with defective genes, it is not easy to reach this level of strength. They were right to choose you."

"But it's not enough." Anda: "Far from enough."

Raphael's expression became colder, "You don't have to judge me, I will become stronger!"

Anda smiled and said, "You don't even have a spiritual body, how can you store your spiritual power?"

Raphael was touched in the sore spot and blurted out: "I will have it!"

Mines said: "Raphael just has a small genetic defect. This is a common phenomenon among Ivy."

Anda shook his head, without mocking or looking down on others, and sighed: "Yes, this is the price we must pay to fight pollution."

Just like him, no matter how powerful he is, he is still about to be polluted and swallowed up.

Mines added: "Raphael's power is concentrated on himself. Although he does not have a spiritual body, his ability to absorb and transform energy is very strong."

Anda paused, and seeing Raphael's serious look, he rolled his golden vines towards him, "Let me see."

Raphael frowned, saw Mines nodded to him, hesitated for a moment, and then grasped the golden vine that Anda extended to him.

The surging golden power continuously poured into his body. It was a powerful force he had never felt before. Raphael's pupils shrank, and he could hardly restrain himself from absorbing his power.

After seeing this, Mines cut off the connection between the two.

"What do you want to do?" He frowned, which was rare.

Anda glanced at the group of Ivies in the room, "I'm going to die soon, you can't save me."

He then turned to Raphael and said, "Do you want power? Your current strength is not enough to become a qualified high priest."

Raphael pursed his lips and said nothing.

Anda said in his consciousness, "Don't say anything against your will. You really want my power. When I came to the Holy City and was still unconscious, you wanted to devour me. You are the first person who knows that I am hopeless."

Mines looked at the two of them thoughtfully.

Raphael said slowly: "It's different if I want it myself and if others give it to me."

Anda: "You don't need me to give you anything. I will be dead soon. You just need to wait until I die. But it's not that easy to devour me. Everything has a price."

Raphael: "I've paid enough, I don't care about one more."

Anda looked at him with pity. In order to become a qualified high priest, he had to constantly pursue more and stronger power, and then provide nutrients to those people until they were drained dry, repeating the cycle over and over again, just like raising a pig to be slaughtered.

"Those costs are nothing." Anda's breathing became heavier, and the pollution was spreading on his body. "One day in the future, she will hate you for this. This is the huge price you will pay for it."

Raphael was slightly stunned, "What did you say?"

Anda: "The price of having my power, the price of becoming genetically perfect, is that she will hate you and will never love you. Do you accept it?"

"who is she?"

"The person you are destined to fall in love with in the future."