Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

She swings her sleeves and brings a blast of wind.

This unnamed wind blocks everyone's sight.

Until everything is calm, the crowd realizes that the little prince on the wood pile is gone!

How the kingdom of Tibbs panicked, not to mention, this way, Azhao hugged the baby in his arms and began a long journey.

She tried to wake up Zongli's memory, but somehow, it never worked.

In the end, Zhao simply gave up.

Then let it go.

——

Chongli has been curious about one thing since childhood.

That is, what kind of person is your teacher?

He knows that Zhao's identity is definitely not simple.

After all, no ordinary person can do eighteen years without half a change in appearance.

Time is like not being near a teacher at all.

But no matter how many times he asked, Azhao would not answer him.

Then Chongli retreated to seek the second and asked about his fate.

“You really want to know?” Azhao lay on the grass, with a sweet grass trail in her mouth, wearing a very simple black robe.

She looked at Chongli.

The 18-year-old prince has a bright silver hair with bright starlight, long waist and a great hand.

Zhao really likes his long hair. He likes to touch it when he's okay.

Whenever this happens, Chongli gets a little blushed.

Master is so close, he can smell the smell of grass on her.

Hearing Zhao, Chongli nodded: “I want to know. ”

“Okay.” Zhao told him about the year.

Zongli is a little sad.

He probably didn't think that he would meet Master in such a way.

“Want revenge?” Zhao asked.

Zongli thought about it, shook his head.

He has no memory of his parents, and no feelings exist.

So he shook his head.

Zhao's answer was not surprising.

“So now there's another thing. The kingdom of Tibbs is now being invaded by external enemies...”

Beginning two years ago, the northern Icelanders, who had been defeated and banished by the continent's now great kingdoms, were reunited.

In two years, they have devoured half of the continent's territory.

“I want you to return as Prince Diebis, lead your people, unite with the other kingdoms, and expel those Icelanders.” Zhao said to Chongli.

She didn't want to get involved.

Competitive choice.

Winning, losing, and losing are common.

What was intolerable to Azhao was that the Icelanders retained their ancient habits.

Whenever they defeat a place, they drink the blood of their enemies, pit their warriors, cook prisoners of war, and use the flesh of their children to stew soup.

Beyond cruelty, such behaviour can easily breed other problems - such as plagues.

“Okay.”

The young prince said goodbye to his 18-year-old teacher in the morning and evening and came to the kingdom of Dibis alone.

He thought he had said goodbye to his dear teacher, but in fact, Zhao had been watching him with his mind.

She watched as he was never recognized until the army leading Tibbs defeated the Ice Creek invasion for the first time.

Watching him hold a bar mitzvah at the palace.

Seeing as a substitute for the Church became the faith of the Prince of the Kingdom.

Later, he persuaded the other royal palaces to unite, unite their enemies and, thanks to their military excellence, became commander of the Allied Corps.

The Icelanders began to lose battles frequently.

Everyone is cheering for the brilliant commander.

And no one knows that this young man is caught up in some strange tangle.

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Good night ~