Chapter 1865: Remove

If on the street, a handsome and disproportionate guy said to you: "Sao Nian, we both have the same hair color. This proves that you are likely to be my offspring~"
I would probably beat this person's head into a pig's head.
Don't worry if you are handsomer than me, you dare to take advantage of me, don't you want to have this handsome face anymore?
However, this is the tomb, and it is the memory magic of the former emperor who has been dead for more than a thousand years.
I pondered his words for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "According to you, all humans with white hair are likely to have an invisible bloodline similar to yours?"
"It's not possible," Felid Alexander said seriously, "but it is certain."
He went on to explain: "The ancient civilization has determined the heritability of this gene, and it is impossible for another situation to occur. Even the one-millionth chance of gene mutation will definitely not appear."
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?"
Alexander nodded: "Yes, the ancient civilization is a civilization written by the God of Creation. He distributed this civilization to every ancient race, but the vast majority of these civilizations were lost with the demise of the ancient race. Only the fragments of my fairy line are left."
I just said this casually, I didn't expect it to be the handwriting of the God of Creation!
Alexander said in a relaxed tone: "Now, you should believe it, you and I have the same recessive gene exogenous situation. This is a special lineage trait that only the direct lineage of my Fryder family can have."
"But I am a human race."
"It doesn't matter what race is," Alexander said, "Not all of the concubines in my harem are all fairies."
"So you don't only like beauties of the same race~" I looked wretched and smiled.
Alexander looked around with a guilty conscience, and then he remembered that he was already dead, and now he is just a legacy of memory magic, and this is no longer his own palace, but a tomb of a living person, this living person, It was not a minister who always reminded himself to be cautious in words and actions, but a younger generation of his own blood, unconsciously relieved, and at the same time, a touch of sadness appeared on his face.
Seeing that Alexander looked abnormal, I hurriedly asked: "What's the matter? Did I just say something that shouldn't be said?"
"No" Alexander squeezed a smile and said, "You are right. Compared with fairy girls with pure royal blood, many foreign girls are more attractive, and...the body is also better."
When he heard about the body, I unconsciously thought of Phoenix and Kagali, they are both models of superb body!
"Hehehe" The more I thought about it, the more excited I was, unconsciously let out a wretched laughter again.
Alexander coughed slightly and interrupted my thoughts. He said, "That's how it is. You and your white-haired fiancee are probably both descendants of my Fryder family. They just have different blood genes. Thinking, if you can activate the artifact, maybe that girl can do it too."
"What if she can't do it?"
"That can only mean that the number of bloodline genes of the Freid family she contains is too small to resonate with the artifact."
"It's no wonder that after I activated the crown, your grandfather would question me so excitedly and reprimand me fiercely. It turns out that I am really a descendant of Felid Rupert!" I said a little depressed: "Although the blood is already It's weak enough to show the characteristics of the fairy clan."
"About this, you may have misunderstood something" Alexander said: "As mentioned in the genetic records of ancient civilizations, most of the physical characteristics of a child depend on the mother, while the father’s genetic characteristics only exist. In the child’s genes, that is to say, whether the child’s acquired blood is strong depends to a large extent on the father."
"In other words, my child's looks follow their mother, and their strength follows me, right?"
"That's it." Alexander nodded, "But I believe that your child's blood will be very good, because in your body, the blood of the ancients flows."
I spread my hands and said: "I just hope that my child will not be like me, the magic value is so low that it is desperate."
"This situation shouldn't happen" Alexander explained with a smile: "The scarcity of your mana value is limited to the ability value table. In fact, the black and red mist that you have condensed before is also a kind of magic. If you judge from this aspect, your total magic power is excellent."
I breathed a sigh of relief: "So I'm relieved."
This is the truth. In the Hefeng continent where strength is the prerequisite for competition, the magic value is also the benchmark for judging a child's future development. I don't want my child to lose on the starting line.
"In other words, I have figured out the life experience of my ancestors now, so, should I call you an ancestor?"
Hearing what I said, Alexander frowned, thought for a moment, shook his head, and said, "Forget it, I prefer to be called by name."
Seeing it, it was also the emperor. Felid Rupert asked me to kneel and lick him and call him His Majesty, while his grandson, Felid Alexander, was as amiable as a brother.
It's really the same kind of people who raise all kinds of rice!
After that, the two of us chatted a lot of homework, unconsciously, it was almost midnight, but I didn't feel tired at all.
"I said Alexander, your memory magic circle was compiled and carved in this wooden coffin, right?" I patted the edge of the coffin and asked him.
"That's right."
"Does that mean that if I lift the coffin out, your memory magic can also be lifted out of here, right?"
Alexander glanced at me and smiled: "Aren't you trying to take me away?"
"Bingo!" I snapped my fingers and said, "You see us talking so speculatively, why don't we take you out of here and put you in a safer place, we can still chat with you, if you want If so, I can introduce more people to you."
A strange color flashed across Felid Alexander's face, it appeared too quickly, and disappeared too quickly, that I hadn't had time to read its meaning.
Alexander smiled gently and said, "If you want, I will agree."
After walking around the coffin, I asked him: "If I find someone to remove your coffin from here, will it affect your existence?"
Alexander shook his head: "No, this memory magic was created by me personally, as long as the magic circle is not destroyed..."
He paused, then continued: "I will always be there."
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