After all, this furball was much smaller than him when he first arrived. It was normal that it couldn't absorb so much power.

Then, a hand covered his body, and Shao Ci felt a cool breath entering his body. He immediately felt much more comfortable, but soon a dull pain spread throughout his body.

Shao Ci was very familiar with this feeling. It was how he felt when he first transformed into a human. He had become skilled at using that body for transformation, but this was the first time this body had transformed. It was uncomfortable, and it would take a while to end.

Shao Ci almost wanted to struggle, but the hand continued to gently stroke him, delivering power and relieving the discomfort in his body.

He didn't know how long it took, but this arduous process finally ended. Shao Ci was drenched in cold sweat, and as he opened his eyes, he saw the person in front of him.

In the radiance of the holy light, the person before him appeared godlike. The silver long hair seemed to emit a faint glow, and the extremely beautiful face showed no expression. The silver eyes gazed silently at him.

It was indeed His Highness Eumir.

Compared to this Highness, the other celestial beings who had seemed impressive now appeared somewhat ordinary, resembling ordinary people.

Only someone like him could be called a true celestial being. After all, celestial beings were the closest existence to the divine.

Shao Ci was stunned for a moment and then realized that he wanted to sit up. He then noticed that he still had the appearance of an eight or nine-year-old.

With this body, there was no way he could use any highly advanced magic.

Shao Ci was suddenly conflicted. Just now, even though he was in great discomfort, he vaguely heard what Rist had said.

Clearly, Rist was a super scumbag. This time, he might even hold a grudge against him and his mother. It would be troublesome if they didn't have some means of self-protection.

No, he should first think about how to improve Eumir's impression of him!

Shao Ci turned his head to look at Eumir. It had been so long since he last spoke that he felt a bit awkward. With difficulty, he opened his mouth and said, "Your Highness..."

Eumir reached out and touched his cheek, but his expression remained unchanged, making Shao Ci feel very anxious.

At that moment, one of the priests picked up a piece of clothing and handed it over. Originally, they intended to help Shao Ci put it on, but Eumir calmly said, "I'll do it."

"Your Highness Eumir, this..." The priests were momentarily shocked, but then respectfully handed the clothing to Eumir.

Regardless of Eumir's thoughts, they couldn't influence each other's decisions.

It should be noted that Eumir, as the esteemed heir to the throne, possessed an incredibly rich and rare bloodline that had been present for thousands of years. He was even considered semi-divine, with the Goddess of Light herself appearing as a phantom to bless his birth.

Now, at only fourteen years old, Eumir already possessed a terrifying power that others couldn't comprehend. He had a photographic memory and could grasp the principles of even the most difficult magic at a glance, effortlessly using them as he pleased.

However, Eumir had always been emotionally detached from a young age, lacking any extra affection even for his biological parents. He had never shown interest in toys or leisure activities, seemingly pursuing only strength.

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