Chapter 1767: Chapter 107 Princess and King_2 Chapter 1767: Chapter 107 Princess and King_2 In the first image, a muscular middle-aged king was leading a little girl, who appeared to be only three or four years old and dressed in a princess dress, for a walk in the garden. Judging by their curly black hair, they were clearly father and daughter.
Moreover, the father’s robust fra, resembling a small mountain, contrasted sharply with his daughter’s petite stature that barely reached his knees.
Though the scene of this father and daughter walking seed quite ordinary, both the middle-aged king and the little girl had radiant smiles on their faces that never faded.
Leo Ray nodded slightly as he watched the repeated image.
From the scene, it was clear that the middle-aged king was indeed the old king who was now comatose on the sickbed. Although his handso features and physique had faded, the toughness in his eyes had never changed.
And the little girl was naturally Ariel Watson as a child, not only her fair complexion and slightly curled long hair but also the noble aura that naturally emanated from her as she walked, was exactly the sa as now.
“Although this scene seems ordinary, Ariel rarely t her father as a child, so this must have been the precious monts of their together in her early years, no wonder she has rembered it until now.”
As Leo Ray thought this, he continued to observe.
In the subsequent images, there was little Ariel joyfully welcoming the old king back at the Palace gate and the old king celebrating her birthday—each scene was incredibly heartwarming until one image captured Leo Ray’s attention.
In that image, Ariel, under the guidance of the old king and the White Knight, was learning to ride a horse. By this ti, Ariel had grown significantly taller, nearly reaching the old king’s waist. Her fair face had lost so of its innocence, displaying more wilfulness and petulance.
It was clear, although Ariel’s fair face showed reluctance and her lips were tightly pursed, she still mounted a fine horse that was half a head taller than her, without even accepting help from the old king.
“It seems she is at least eleven or twelve, probably going through her rebellious phase? A rebellious little princess is hard to imagine just how stubborn she could be.”
“But you can’t deceive the heart, even so, Ariel clearly cherished these monts.”
Leo Ray smiled helplessly, his gaze moving onto the next scenes.
Thereafter, as Ariel grew up, Leo saw the old king teaching her sword skills, the father and daughter going hunting together, and even Ariel sneaking out of the court and being caught by the old king when she returned through the side gate.
The last image was of a grand banquet.
Ariel at that ti, both in her delicate features and slim figure, almost bore no noticeable difference from now, clearly having reached adulthood.
Ariel appeared in an elegant pink dress, imdiately becoming the center of attention as she entered, drawing applause and cheers from the noble ladies and other nobility around her.
And the old king, now with hair white as snow, stood silently in a corner of the banquet hall, looking at his daughter with a face filled with tenderness and satisfaction, just like countless ordinary old fathers.
“This must be the scene from Ariel’s adulthood ceremony? According to her, not long after this, the old king suddenly fell into a deep coma, until today.”
Leo Ray nodded thoughtfully, pondering in his heart.
Just as Leo Ray reached this thought, the series of mory images in mid-air suddenly emitted an extrely dazzling glow.
Wherever the light reached, the raging snowstorm vanished completely, as if it had never existed.
Crack! Crack!
Amidst the crisp sound of shattering glass, Leo Ray was stunned to discover.
An invisible wall that had blocked everyone’s path shattered into crystal-clear fragnts, dispersing with the wind across the now clear and vast snowfield.
And the once distant battlefield had now drawn near.
In the middle of the bloody battlefield, a robust figure stood with a sword, wearing a golden crown and a tattered red robe over his golden armor. Around him lay the bodies of enemy soldiers from the Pars Empire, recognizable by their insignias.
From this distance, Leo Ray could clearly see.
That robust figure was none other than Ariel’s father, the bedridden old king.
Compared to the withered old king in reality, his figure was still incredibly robust, his full face still bearing a resolute expression, without even a trace of gray at his temples.
Especially those bright and sharp eyes, further accentuated by his slightly curled dense hair, making him look like a defiant lion, staring down at the scattered corpses.
“Father King!”
Looking at that familiar figure after so long, without any hesitation, Ariel imdiately ran over, supported by Leo Ray and others.
“Ariel? My daughter?”
Hearing Ariel’s shout, the old king was initially stunned, then imdiately noticed the group.
He too, without any hesitation, a face originally filled with a fierce determination suddenly softened with urgency and affection, quickly moving forward to greet them.
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