empty crown

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Title: The Hollow Crown

Author: Tuoki

Attribute Classification: Ancient/Western Magic/Strong Attack and Shou/Drama

Keyword: HalEric etc etc

Summary:

The... love-hate relationship between Henry V of the British Empire and the hunters in the dark forest?

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First sight

The first time he saw him, it was in a shabby tavern.

Dim lights and noisy crowds.

He looked down at the bag of gold coins smashed on the table. The rope tied to the bag was loose and loose, revealing a piece of gold inside.

He stopped the rhythm of non-stop drinking, glanced at the gold coins on the table, and looked up at the man in the red leather jacket with slightly curly blond hair and a lazy smile on his face.

This guy appeared here as if he had gone to the wrong scene. He silently took another sip of wine, curling his lips in disgust.

"Is it enough? Is it enough?" The crisp male voice was quite nice.

He didn't make a sound, he didn't even lift his eyes lazily.

"Hey, did you hear me, stop drinking! Do you know who I am!?"

Oh god, is there anyone here who doesn't know who you are?Who doesn't know the famous Prince Harry?What about the unrestrained, luxurious palace hall, the gentle and soft jade of noble ladies who just like to come to this kind of dirty and messy tavern full of dirty ruffians and cheap whores with big tits?

He finally couldn't help but glance at that bastard little prince who shouldn't be in such a place with eyes like an idiot. I have to say that this bastard little prince has a good skin, especially those pair of water Among all the women I have fucked, I don't have such watery, deep and beautiful eyes. It's a pity that they grow on a man's face and are wasted.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help shaking his head.

"You don't know who I am!?" Harry didn't know that he was comparing himself to a whore in his head, and thought he was answering his question.

"You're so annoying." Finally, he said impatiently: "I don't care who you are, take your money and go away, I haven't had enough wine, you're disturbing my nature."

Rude language, as a prince, Harry can draw his sword and kill this madman directly, but this kind of Harry is not the Harry who can appear in the dirty and dilapidated tavern now, he tilted his head, pulled the chair and sat Opposite him: "Do you like drinking? Do you want to make a bet with me?"

"...Are you annoying? What are you betting on?" He couldn't deny that he was a little curious, what kind of tricks could this pampered little guy who didn't even have a muscle on his body do?

"Let's fight for a bar. If I beat you, you have to agree to my terms." Harry smiled.

"Hahahaha." He finally couldn't help laughing, did he hear correctly?What does this kid want to do with himself! ?If it was other conditions, even if it was dancing ballet, he would not laugh so badly. Anyone who knows him knows how addicted to alcohol he is, and this thin and small man who seems to be able to lift it with one hand Chick dared to compete with himself for wine! ?

"If I lose, these are still yours, how about I don't pester you anymore?" Harry was not angry at all, he was out of breath watching him laugh.

"Good boy, kind." He stopped laughing wildly and looked at him for the first time.

"So you promised?"

"It's a word."

"A word is settled!"

The Huntsman.

This is what other people call themselves.

As for what his real name was, it had been so long that he had forgotten it.

Since I walked out of the dark forest alive when I was 12 years old, everyone started calling myself TheHuntsman.

He is also very satisfied with such a title, and he is so eager to read and fight.

After becoming famous, many people came here admiringly and wanted to take them to the mysterious black forest. There are endless treasures in the legendary forest. Naturally, greedy people don’t want to let them go, but they cherish their own lives. , using money and benefits to lure him into that forbidden area.

So far, he is the only one who can walk into the dark forest and come out of it again safely.

Only him.

But he has never brought anyone in, what?reason?

For no reason, he finds it bothersome.

TheHuntsman has always been a man who is afraid of trouble, he just wants a person, a bottle of wine, enough.

With the curiosities he brought from the dark forest, he was able to live more than enough.

When he came to this unknown little bar today, he never expected to meet Prince Harry, but it didn't matter. He had heard about the prince's debauchery for a long time, but what did it have to do with him? He never cared about this country, he just Concerned about how much wine is still in his wine bag.

It's just that he didn't expect that Prince Harry was much more interesting than he imagined.

He lost a bag of gold coins and wanted to bribe himself to take him to the Black Forest.

Just kidding, he doesn't want to take a pampered weak chicken to the dark forest, and this weak chicken is also the first heir to the country.

Then he used his title to suppress him, so he didn't bother. Others might be afraid, but him?Just kidding, he's TheHuntsman!If you are upset, hide in the dark forest, no one can do anything to you.

Then, because this kid's new proposal was too stupid, he finally couldn't help but agree.

Comparing his own shortcomings with other people's strengths, this prince is not ordinary, but after the other party drank a second bag of high-concentration spirits, he seemed to realize that he had underestimated this little weakling---drinking capacity It's so good! ?

You must know that even I can hardly drink two bags of that spirit.

When he saw the last drop of wine slipping down the man's upturned neck, he was very unwilling to admit that he had lost...

But just after he reluctantly agreed to the condition put forward by that kid, in less than half a second, that kid fell headlong in front of his desk.

For a moment, he thought that this kid drank to death, which is nothing new, but the country's prince died of drinking in a tavern, it really didn't sound very good...

In the silence around, suddenly a voice came out: "Prince Harry doesn't know how to drink..."

He was stunned.

What did this man say! ?

An alcoholic lost to a weak little prince who couldn't drink! ! ! ?

He suddenly felt that his nickname might be in danger of being tampered with tomorrow...

But... He looked down at Harry who had an abnormal blush on his face. This man's unscrupulous approach to achieve his goal really impressed him. It seems that the legend is not accurate. This rebellious slutty man is by no means that simple... …

Hey, forget it, he sighed, let's save this kid, although he really wanted to leave him alone, but he was full of curiosity about the future of this kid who can act for so many years to create his playboy image... ...Wait a while later when he was poisoned by alcohol, wouldn't he break his promise...

Surprisingly, TheHuntsman is also a very trustworthy person.

It didn't take him much effort to resist this kid outside. This kid looked tall but he was as tall as he imagined. He basically didn't have any weight. He felt like a bone. He really was a weak chicken. He pouted.

Throwing him casually on the ground, he straightened his body, then squeezed his fist, unceremoniously directed at Harry, the majestic first prince of the British Empire, who might not run into the belly of the man who will become the king of England in the future. A hard punch.

Cool!

Being able to beat up the first prince and the future king is really cool, and I will be proud when I say it in the future, although I don't think there is any hope of saying it.

But it doesn't matter, dark cool is not bad.

After the beating was over, he swiftly moved to one side, and Harry on the other side just spit out a big puddle on the ground.

Pity the good wine!

He shook his head distressedly.

Harry started coughing after vomiting, he shook his head, looking at the situation, he will have a second chance to 'be cool' soon, so how can he miss it! ?So he clenched his fists and prepared to give this kid another blow, to soothe his self-esteem that was won by a weak chicken who couldn't drink.

"Are you trying to kill me!?" Harry raised his head suddenly, the tears in his already moist eyes slid down the corners of his eyes and onto his cheeks, which was particularly obvious under the dim light.

"Fuck, why are you crying, aren't you a man?" His hand couldn't beat for an instant.

"Fuck, you were suddenly punched and vomited for a long time, but you didn't shed tears for me to see! These are physical tears! Physical!!" Harry scolded back without showing any weakness: "I beat my mother out of the womb. I’ve never cried before! It’s really cheap for you today!” After saying that, he wiped away the tears from his cheeks with his sleeve.

"Bah, gentlemen's tears are rare." He curled his lips in disdain.

"Then you just forget about it, if you dare to speak out, I will kill your whole family!" Harry pointed his middle finger: "Squeeze your dick!"

"You should try it, weak chicken." He shook his head funny, this Prince Harry really made him feel more and more interesting, and his mouth full of foul language was not inferior to himself in the slightest.

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