Fairy Tail: The Three Sacred Magic

Hal's eyes were particularly conspicuous under the light.

Those eyes were deep black, like the endless night sky, implying unspeakable power and mystery.

His eyes were cold and firm, with an otherworldly majesty.

Mingjiu looked at Hal, her heartbeat accelerated, her eyes were full of excitement and astonishment.

Her eyes became brighter and brighter, as if flashing with tears, and the expression on her face gradually changed from shock to joy and gratitude.

Hal's eyes were like an abyss, swallowing up all her doubts and confusions.

At this moment, she could feel the extremely firm determination and familiar intimacy conveyed by those eyes.

Mingjiu reacted quickly, took two steps back, knelt on one knee, and her eyes were full of respect and trepidation: "Mingyun descendant Mingjiu meets Prince Hal."

A trace of reminiscence flashed in Hal's eyes, as if a picture of the past emerged in those deep black pupils.

His eyes were gentle and calm, as if he was recalling a familiar figure: "Mr. Mingyun? You are very similar, equally calm, equally neither humble nor overbearing.

Four hundred years ago, in order to protect my growth, Mingyun gave up his power and became my butler. He served as my butler for twelve years until I left..."

Mingjiu nodded silently, his expression revealing his understanding and respect for the past: "Mingyun and Emperor Haqi died together in the dragon attack four hundred years ago."

"I know, Mingyun is a very good butler and an outstanding senior.

I will always remember him." Hal closed his eyes gently, as if remembering the old senior, and his heart was filled with deep respect and nostalgia for Mingyun.

The scenes eight years ago still echoed in his mind.

"Yes, Your Highness Hal," the old man in plain clothes spoke slowly, his voice still unhurried, "Please leave this country castle as soon as possible and take a carriage back to the royal city."

At that time, he had just crossed over and had not figured out the situation yet. He was almost attacked and killed by a group of dragons. It was Mingyun who had been with him growing up who protected him.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, the village guards will notify you. Your top priority now is to return to the royal city as soon as possible," Mingyun's words were full of concern, "The royal city is absolutely safe with Lord Earth Dragon."

"Is that the end?" Hal still had memories. When he was young, Mingyun taught him to learn light magic, how to govern a country, and how to benevolent.

As he thought about it, his memory emerged with the terrifying roar of the black dragon, which was the memory synchronization given to him by the original body a year ago.

At this moment, even the clone Hal already understood the huge changes in the future of this world.

And what he had to do at this time was to increase the combat power for Fairy Tail and protect his family in this world four hundred years later.

"It's been four hundred years, Mingjiu, I'm very happy to see you," Hal's voice was gentle and full of emotion, "Seeing you is as reassuring as seeing Mingyun."

"Yes, Your Highness! I wonder when Your Highness came to Bosco?"

"About a year ago, I traveled all over Bosco."

"A year ago?" Mingjiu's eyes became complicated, she recalled the countless subordinates she had lost in this year.

She seemed to suddenly realize something, and asked tentatively: "So, Your Highness Hal, you really traveled through four hundred years and came to this era?"

"Yes." Hal nodded gently.

"That was the plan of Hatch and Fusilor. You have worked hard for so many years. You have maintained Bosco for me. If it weren't for the war in the past ten years, Bosco would be more prosperous." Hal's voice was a little emotional.

"Yes... Your Highness. But now our imperial army is getting weaker and weaker, and it can no longer defend the vast border." Mingjiu's voice revealed helplessness.

"It's not your fault. The imperial army will naturally weaken without the emperor. Now, I'm back." Hal's voice was full of firm strength.

"Whatever you want to do, Your Highness Hal, Mingjiu is ready."

"How many troops can you rule now?"

"More than 80% of the 100,000 high-level magic corps in the imperial capital, and the rest of the local troops in various places can also be mobilized."

"Very impressive, more than I expected, worthy of being the leader of the nobles, my country is really different."

"But there is no need to be so troublesome. Now that I know so many people are loyal to me, I can restore the throne at this moment."

"Ah?" Mingjiu was a little dazed and did not react immediately.

Hal hugged her waist with one hand.

His body was instantly wrapped in golden magic power, turning into a dazzling light and soaring into the sky.

The golden light illuminated the entire imperial capital, making the night sky as bright as day.