The Medallion

"So that's how it is." Rocky nodded thoughtfully. It seemed that there were so many magical things in this world that he never expected.

"Does this mean that I can also fuse with the Dragon Spirit Bead to gain dragon spiritual power?" Logically speaking, as a prince he should aspire for this.

"The best age to fuse with Dragon Spirit Bead is between twelve and eighteen, but you are way past that age. It's a pity that you will never have an opportunity to gain the ability to manipulate dragons. Besides, you've been attending the ritual for five years in a row, but it's always come out to the same result..." Lena felt so sorry for him.

"If you weren't a member of the royal family, it would be much easier. In that case, even if you can't fuse with the dragon, you could still fuse with other war beasts like the White Liger, Kylin, Double-faced Snake Man and so on," Lena added.

'What? Basil has participated for five consecutive years without success? What a shame!' Rocky couldn't help but grimace to himself.

Lena noticed that Rocky's expression looked a little strange. She immediately glanced at him doubtfully, but found nothing wrong. When she spoke again, her tone sounded a little heavy. "To be honest, it's not so bad. Even if you can't become a royal spirit manipulator, you could have at least become a spirit manipulator. It's just that... your constitution makes it nearly impossible for you to learn the spiritual method at all. So being a spirit manipulator is out of the question. You are the only member of the royal family who fails to become a spirit manipulator. Of course, it has been centuries of an excellent, pristine bloodline. You are descended from the first spirit manipulator. Therefore, becoming a spirit manipulator is a tradition of the royal family. Since you were born into this bloodline, you should have become a spirit manipulator. Unfortunately, you haven't inherited the excellent bloodline of the royal family. Now you can't even manipulate ordinary cats and dogs, let alone a dragon."

"I see. No wonder Priest Dean and Shirley didn't show any respect to me and called me a wimp." Rocky now understood why people were so unfriendly to him.

"Their words weren't the worst. Others were even crueler. So in a way, it's a good thing you lost your memory," Lena tried to comfort him.

Basil. No matter what others said, he

and when she saw Rocky nod his head, she said, "Your mother, the little consort, was born in a civilian family. She shouldn't have been eligible to become a part of the royal family. But His Majesty happened to meet her on a cruise and fell in love with her. He insisted on taking her back to the palace and married her. Then she became pregnant with you. However, the royal family had always looked down on her because of her humble background, often insulting and snubbing her. And she had always been rather sickly. After giving birth to you, she suffered a very long and difficult bout of depression. When you were eight years old, she fell seriously ill and passed away. Since then, you had also been excluded by

a miserable life this guy had! No father, no mother, no love, and being bullied all day long. What a sad life for a prince!" Rocky couldn't help sympathizing with

frowned slightly. Why was Basil referring to

okay. Don't worry about me. Basil is

Rocky was just comforting himself

a maid brought in a bottle containing dark purple liquid, which constantly emitted

is the magic medicine from Priest Dean," the maid said,

without those bad memories, I still hope you go back to the way

for the sake of Lena's kindness, he could only force himself to take the magic medicine and drink it up. The bitter and spicy

tomorrow's ritual. If you need anything at all, just

need anything, call me at

to the bed and sat down heavily. He looked back at the young face reflected in the mirror and realized that now he

fell onto the bed, resting his head on his arms. He looked up at the ceiling and chuckled to