Quick Wear: Driving Gods in a Dark Fairy Tale

"The dark wizard is the most vicious, despicable and sinister villain in the world! No, he is not worthy of being a human being!"

"Yes, fortunately we have the White Wizard here - how could there be such a vicious wizard as the Black Wizard? He must be very old and ugly, even his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys are black!"

"Just because His Majesty the King did not invite him, he cursed Her Royal Highness. Such a petty and bad-tempered wizard must be as ugly as his mind."

"We really pity our princess. How could he have the heart to attack her when she was so young?"

"Yes, our princess is so kind, how could she have the bad luck to meet a dark wizard with a bad conscience? Fortunately, His Majesty the King has ordered the destruction of all the spindles in the country. God bless, please don't let Her Royal Highness meet--"

……

The words the maids discussed gradually emerged in her mind. Aurora looked at the white fungus in front of her, which had nothing to do with those words. Her ruddy face turned pale little by little.

She was almost unbelievable and couldn't understand it. She said in a hoarse voice: "Why is it you, Mr. Fate?"

Bai Jun twirled the spindle between his fingers, his smile growing deeper, "I am really flattered that Your Highness is so surprised."

Then, he changed the subject.

"But what difference does it make whether it's me or not? You just need to know that the person standing in front of you is a dark wizard who wants to kill you."

"Mr. Fate..."

Looking at the white fungus gradually approaching him, Ai Luo took out a dagger with a diamond-studded scabbard from the storage bag on his waist with trembling fingers.

Her hands were still shaking, but she pulled out the dagger without hesitation, and the sharp blade pointed directly at Bai Jun's throat. As long as he took one more step forward, her throat would be cut.

Bai Jun raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Aurora with a rather intriguing gaze, and stopped in front of the dagger as he wished.

He had no doubt that the dagger could kill him.

I believe that if he takes one more step forward, the little princess will definitely cut his throat, making him bleed on the spot. If it gets bloodier, it is not impossible that her entire head will be cut off.

"Although I respect you very much, this is not a reason for you to hurt me wantonly."

Aurora's face was pale, and it seemed that she had not yet recovered from the psychological blow, but her voice was light and firm, "If you are really a dark wizard, then today, only one of you and I can walk out of this room alive."

"Your Highness, you don't seem very confident that you can get out."

Bai Jun lowered his eyes and looked at the dagger in front of him. He said calmly, "Your hands are shaking too much, and the fear in your eyes is obvious. Although you are not in an advantageous position now, the shortcomings you exposed have undoubtedly increased my confidence as an opponent."

He smiled and said, "If it were me, I wouldn't stay so far away if I had the chance to hold a dagger to someone's neck."

"Either cut his throat with the dagger directly, or dig the dagger into his flesh to threaten him. There should be some blood. If he doesn't feel pain, how can he be afraid?"

Bai Jun took a small step forward, and at the same time, the dagger against his neck was also stuck a little bit. The sharp dagger cut through the flesh, and blood immediately flowed out.

"like this."

When had Ai Luo ever seen such a sight?

Even though she said she was decisive, she had never done such a thing before. Moreover, the person she was facing was the person she once respected the most, so her heart was soft.

Frightened by the white fungus, he subconsciously moved the dagger away.

Different from Aurora who was at a loss, Bai Jun was extremely calm. He didn't even care whether Aurora would take this opportunity to kill him. He took advantage of her panic when she was pulling out the dagger to smash the spindle in his hand at her.

"Snapped--"

It was the sound of a spindle falling to the ground.

“But I usually choose the first one.”

These were the last words Arlo heard before his consciousness faded.