Drawing cards can't save the weird world

Zhao Hao sat on the edge of the bed and took a piece of clothing and wiped his body. He didn't understand how he, an upright gentleman, had fallen into this situation.

But Queen Jane, who was already limp and drowsy, appeared behind him silently, with a sweaty arm around Zhao Hao's neck, and one hand holding the dagger that Zhao Hao gave her, On Zhao Hao's neck.

The dagger slashed back and forth on the stubble on Zhao Hao's chin...

"You'd better be careful! If one day I'm in a bad mood, I might stab you like this!" She was still panting when she said harsh words, which really lacked some deterrent power.

What's more, Zhao Hao's current armor is no longer capable of damage by this sharp dagger.

This thing doesn't break defense at all, and it's almost meaningless to shave.

"It seems that you still have strength? It's because I didn't entertain you well! Look at the trick~"

Zhao Hao turned back and threw him down...

Zhao Hao didn't take a rest until it was almost dawn.

The two finally started chatting and getting to know each other.

Queen Jane's full name is Jane Temeria, and this country is called the Kingdom of Temeria. It is said that the history is not too long, and it has been less than three hundred years since the ancestors established the kingdom.

And Jane was originally an ordinary princess of a small country. Normally speaking, she should find a noble or knight to marry, and the best case is of course to marry a prince.

Jane leaned on Zhao Hao's body, and said softly: "My mother-in-law often read me knight novels, secret histories of nobility and so on. I thought I could be like those in novels... Do you know? I have been interested in The stories in those novels are fascinated. I hope that a prince charming will come to save me from my troubles. In the end, you told me to rely on myself!"

Zhao Hao listened: What's wrong with relying on yourself, relying on yourself... Wait, you said the secret history of the nobility? Bring me to criticize and criticize!

Zhao Hao got the big thick book, flipped through it for a while, and his expression changed: "Your foster mother has been reading this kind of book to you since you were a child, it's even more eminent than the emperor uncle I wrote." !"

All kinds of details are described in detail, atmosphere, environment, dialogue, onomatopoeia and so on...

Hey, I'm too embarrassed to say it, but it's all *.

This is really starting from a doll! You guys are making so much progress here!

"By the way." Zhao Hao asked, "How old are you, Jane?"

"It's going to be my 17th birthday in three months, what's wrong?"

"...It's nothing, I will surrender myself when I get out. Let the law punish me!"

In this way, Zhao Hao became His Royal Highness Prince of Temeria Kingdom in the North.

What he didn't expect was that the next day he found out that he just "slept for a nap", and his thirteen iron wedding dress magic skills actually broke through to the second floor!

Is there something wrong here?

I, I don't want to work hard anymore? !

...

Zhao Hao rode away on the crane, after all, the business hadn't started yet.

Although Queen Jane was ruthless, she still had tears in her eyes when she waved goodbye.

Zhao Hao got the map, but only the Northland area is fairly detailed, especially the several countries and towns in the northern mountainous area are very clear, but after more than 500 kilometers, only the approximate locations of some big cities are left .

Mountains and rivers are also marked very crudely, and they can only be used as a reference, so don't go too deep into it.

However, when he was leaving, Jane also asked the ministers for Zhao Hao, saying that a small nearby country was causing trouble.

It is said that the king has not been able to leave a descendant for many years, and now he is dissipating his wealth and offering a lot of rewards from Sabi for help, and many strange people are going to make a living.

Zhao Hao wanted to see what was going on right now.

After flying for a while, Zhao Hao lowered his altitude, planning to find a place to have a meal first. But before he landed, he found someone underneath.

Tiama Ciro is an Italian folklorist. He is less than forty years old, and he is very unsatisfactory. He can only barely make a living.

However, he is not an ordinary person. Because of studying various ancient folk customs all the year round, he came into contact with the inner world by chance a few years ago.

Although he has never had any direct contact and in-depth understanding, he knows that there are some "strange people and strangers" in this world.

If it weren't for the poor life, he could only rely on his own research to fool him and eat and drink. He really wanted to pursue that magical world. Chase your dream!

However, if you don't have enough to eat, everything is in vain.

Just two days ago, he was taking a nap, when suddenly a strange sentence sounded in his ear, it was the old Italian language with aria, like singing. Then when he opened his eyes, he was in an old small farm.

Originally, he was still calm in times of crisis, and relying on some eloquence, mainly because he was good-looking and very knowledgeable, so he chatted happily with the hostess of the farm.

The woman in her thirties, who was already looking old, and whose clothes were dusty, was amused by him, and she didn't mind offering him something like potatoes. Perhaps in providing a nice place to sleep...

However, halfway through the meal, let alone going to bed afterwards, the thick farmer came out! With a dung fork in hand, he chased Xi Luo three kilometers away!

Although in the end he was saved from being stabbed to death with a pair of long legs, he also got lost in the wild.

After a day of hunger, he was followed by several hungry wolves.

The three hungry wolves seemed to be intelligent, and their eyes did not look like ordinary beasts. That is to say, the three of them can't climb trees, otherwise Ciro would be a pile of excrement now.

Ciro, who was trapped in the tree for a whole day, hugged the tree trunk and sang in an opera-like aria while crying: "Ah, to be or not to be. This is a question! God, I leave this question to you, Please answer me~ If you can, at least let me eat first..."

Zhao Hao sat on the crane, hovering at the height of the tree crown, looking at the guy who was holding the tree branch and closing his eyes tightly, crying and nagging at the same time.

At this time, Xianhe was puzzled: "Is this person sick?"

Zhao Hao nodded: "It seems so. Let's not disturb him, let's go."

Nasiro was about to collapse when he suddenly heard someone talking above his head. When I looked up, I found that one person and one crane stretched their necks, looking at themselves with caring eyes for the mentally retarded.

"Oh God! Is that your answer? Thank you, thank you!"

Zhao Hao curled his mouth: "You'd better wait for your God to answer you, I'm leaving, goodbye~"

Seeing that the crane flew more than ten meters with one flap of its wings, Shi Luo suddenly panicked.

"Oh no, hero, warrior! You are my God, don't abandon me~~~ (sung)"

Zhao Hao: This flattery is really very comfortable. Someone actually sang and flattered~

At this time, the three wolves under the tree saw a two-meter-long crane flying above their heads. They had already seen the bad situation and crawled away on the ground.

It can only be said that some animals in this world are really unusual.

Such a discerning wolf is much smarter than many idiot villains!

...

"Oh, Mr. Zhao Hao, thank you, it's so delicious, can I have some more?" Xi Luo devoured all kinds of food hungrily.

After getting Zhao Hao's approval, he stuffed it into his mouth even more.

This is really hungry, after all, although I was down and out before, but in the civilized world, I can still have a meal after a few words.

There is really no such time when I haven't eaten for nearly three days, and I was forced to a tree by three wolves, and I was already waiting to die.

Tachibana: Strange, where are my leftovers from yesterday? I don’t remember throwing them away in time. Why are they gone?

"So, you are a man of the world? Italian?"

"Yes sir. I'm an expert on folklore, an expert!"

"Then are you familiar with fairy tales? The earliest kind."

"Familiar! Too familiar! That's my strong point! Three hundred years of fairy tales, I can tell you the source!"

Zhao Hao looked at Xi Luo, good guy, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a big fool!