empty crown

In the next second, he regretted what he said, because the prince, who looked innocent and harmless, raised his cowhide boots and kicked him hard in the crotch superior……

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"Your Highness, Your Highness, please walk slowly, the wound on your face..."

"It's okay!" Harry snatched the towel from the guard who followed him, wiped his face, and threw it on the ground casually: "Don't tell my father..." To put it bluntly, this little follower The guard took a look and kicked open the door of his room.

"Don't tell father what?"

Harry kicked open the door and saw his father sitting at his desk, looking up at him.

"...... Father..." Lowering his head, Harry scratched his neck uncomfortably.

"What's the matter with the wound on this face, did you fight with someone?" The old king walked in front of his beloved son, stretched out his hand to lift Harry's chin: "You went to that kind of place where there are three kinds of teachings again!?"

"Uh……"

"You're still drinking!? You're really depraved!" The old king let go of his hand angrily, pointed at Harry and said angrily, "Look at how you look like a prince all over your body." !? You smell of alcohol! Your face is still covered with bruises! You have truly disgraced the British Empire!"

Harry stood where he was, with messy blond hair curled around his head, that drunkard was really hard hit, the corners of his mouth were still hurting, and his clothes were ripped out of shape during the fight, he reckoned that this image seemed to be true He was very embarrassed, so he could only obediently listen to his father's lectures.

"Put me in confinement! You are not allowed to come out without my permission!" The old king shook his hands fiercely: "You better be honest with me! Otherwise, I will really break your leg!"

You won't... Harry took it in his heart, but he didn't have the courage to say it out of his mouth for the time being, so he just curled his lips.

After the old king left, Harry poked his head around the door, and finally waited for the old king's figure to completely disappear in the corridor before turning around and going back to take a shower and change into clean clothes.

"Oh...Damn it really hurts..." Harry looked at his bruised face in the mirror: "How dare you hit me in the face...I must kill him...Oh, no, I still expect him to take me Go to the Dark Forest... Well, I will kill him secretly as soon as he takes me to the Dark Forest, anyway, no one knows, a good place to dump the corpse..."

The little guard next to him saw His Highness Prince Harry gritting his teeth and whispering in the mirror, with an extremely ferocious expression, and shivered in fright.

Harry was so tired that he fell asleep right away in bed.

Even in the dream, I laughed out loud because I dreamed that I broke the bridge of the nose of that smelly alcoholic with a punch.

When Harry got up the next morning, the sun was already shining.

"Oops..." Harry looked at the sun that pierced his eyes: "Today you still talk about going to the dark forest!!" Harry muttered and quickly tidied himself up to a radiant face. He glanced at the mirror, did his mind work?It seems that the bruise has gone down a bit, forget it, leave it alone.

"Good morning, Your Royal Highness." The little guard stood in front of the door, as if he hadn't slept all night.

"Good morning." After finishing speaking, he was about to lift his foot and go out.

"Your Highness, have you forgotten that you are in confinement?" The little guard replied cautiously.

"I haven't forgotten." Harry said flatly.

"Then you..."

"Go out." After finishing speaking, I was too lazy to talk nonsense, opened the door and walked out.

"Your Highness...!! Your Highness!! No! Your Majesty told me to watch you and not let you go out!" The little guard followed behind Harry in embarrassment and babbled: "If he sees you, he will definitely scold me!"

"Then it's fine if I don't let him see it." Harry stopped in his tracks, and just when the little guard thought that His Royal Highness was finally moved by his words and was about to change his mind, Harry nimbly held onto the window sill next to him. Turned over and jumped off the top.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!"

Harry fell to the ground, stood up and patted the grass clippings on his body, looked up at the little guard who was pale with fright, and shook his head: "What's the matter, I jumped from the second floor and it's not you... Why do you look like a girl..."

TheHuntsman was in a bad mood, very bad.

He was drinking, and his expression was so smelly that the people next to him would automatically shy away, as if they were afraid that they would catch some disease if they got too close.

That damned little brat!

He had a fierce fight with himself yesterday, and he actually let himself die. He was too careless. He didn't expect this little weak chicken to have such agility. He was too underestimating the enemy, and let that The little weak chicken kicked his crotch...

Thinking of this, his face turned dark again.

Just fight, after all, I hit him first, and there is no man who doesn't fight, and how can there be friendship if he doesn't fight? This is not the main reason for making him angry. The main reason is that this little bastard made an appointment with himself The next day we went to the dark forest together, gathered at the bar in the morning and set off, and then...?Then what! ! ?

Then there was no more, he looked up at the big sun hanging in the middle of the sky - it was already fucking noon! !

It's agreed to set off in the morning! ? !

Was it eaten by a dog? ?

The dignified prince doesn't even understand such things as punctuality! ! ?

Simply uneducated!

He slammed the wine bag in his hand on the table.

"Hi──!"

He looked up and saw that dog-like brat sitting on the seat opposite him in a tight red leather jacket with a smirk on his face.

"...Well, I seem to be a little late." The brat rubbed his head, and his tone didn't sound like an apology at all: "I know you won't blame me, right, I'm only a little late, a little bit Point!" Then he stretched out his long fingers to compare a small distance: "And you beat me so painfully last night..." Instantly changed into an aggrieved face, raised those watery eyes Looking at him: "I finally got up in the morning..."

"...Enough..." He admitted that he just couldn't resist his pair of lake-like emerald green eyes, not to mention that these eyes often glow with water! !

Damn it would be nice if he was a bitch.

Pooh!Where did I think of, if he turned into a woman, wouldn't he be like a black widow, he was disgusted by his own imagination with goosebumps all over his body.

"You're not angry anymore, are you? Then we can go!?" Harry gave his acting skills a high score with satisfaction, and looked down at the Huntsman who didn't know what he was thinking excitedly.

"Boy, you have to promise me that no matter when and where, as long as you are in the dark forest, you are not allowed to disobey what I say! It must be carried out without the slightest hesitation, otherwise I will not take you there, anyway You'll die if you go." He stood up, took the last sip of wine, pinned the wine to himself, and straightened his clothes.

"Okay! Promise to obey orders!" Harry stood up straight and touched his heels, saluting him.

The corner of his mouth curled up, "Then let's go."

"YEAH──~!"

魔狼

The Dark Forest is a mysterious and magical place.

Legend has it that God has cast terrible magic there. It is full of strange creatures, and there are unknown dangers at every step. All witches with magical powers cannot cast their magical powers here. Everything that you cannot dream of in your dreams is here. we have everything……

"Wow, it really looks as scary as the legends..." Harry stood still at the edge of the forest, looking up at the dark forest wrapped in the blood-red sunset: "If I had known, I'd have come earlier... It's almost night It must be very difficult to get out..."

"Are you scared? Afraid to leave now while you can." He grinned and gave Harry a disdainful look: "But you have to keep that pile of gold coins for me."

"How can I, Prince Harry of the British Empire, be afraid!?" Harry puffed out his chest, "I'm just worried that I won't be able to get out today and have nowhere to sleep!"

"Don't worry, my house is inside, you can live in my house first." He paused, although he didn't really want to take others to his house, he still said it out.

"You actually live in the dark forest!?" Harry was surprised: "You really are a miraculous existence..."

He smiled smugly.

"Isn't your house just a thatched cottage... Is there any extra bed!?" Harry asked critically.

"I can't stand it." He twitched the corners of his mouth, he was so mad that he brought a brat to his house.

"My lord will do what it takes..." Harry glanced at him out of the corner of his eye.

"Pay the rent first!"

"Hey! You are too stingy!"

During the quarrel, the two had already walked into the dark forest.

"Be careful around your feet! Don't touch that grass!" He saw Harry tilting his head and muttering non-stop, almost stepping on a bright red plant, he quickly stopped the impudent smelly boy.

"What's the matter? What's the fuss? It's just..." Harry looked down, and there was an eyeball growing on the bright red grass. Harry was so scared that he backed away with a groan, and bumped into Hun.