It's too hard to be troubled by the disease of fast wearing

Chapter 61

(In this episode, the national teacher's self-reported experience of the life without the interference of missionaries, most of the fairy tales are randomly included in guest appearances, it is recommended to skip this chapter, in short, watch carefully, watch carefully, watch carefully!)
I am a bad wizard.

I am a loner.

I have had an inseparable relationship with the Indian djinn.

I once watched the little match girl freeze to death rather than buy a bundle of her matches.

I once turned a prince into a beast, and his servants into furniture, because the prince didn't want to stay with me, and the servants drove me away.

Later, I met another prince who came out to find his younger brother under the order of the king. Unfortunately, his younger brother had been turned into a beast by me.

I was in a bad mood at the time, and I wanted to turn this noble prince into a beast like his brother, but for some reason, the moment before I waved the staff and recited the spell, I couldn't bear it anymore.

I can't bear it, and I can't bear it.

I appeared next to the prince in the name of a friend. After he saw the powerful magic power I showed, he warmly invited me to his country. I readily accepted and easily passed the old king's level and became the king of the kingdom. National Division.

The prince wanted the precious flying carpet given to me by the Indian god of lamps, and I gave it to him without blinking an eye.

It is a bit difficult for the prince to become the king, because he has an older brother and an older sister standing in front of him, and he is the least favored. After a hundred years of the king, his older brother and older sister are more likely to succeed to the throne than him.

So I turned my brother into an ugly toad in a wicked way, and he had to be kissed by a little princess playing with golden balls to recover; so I summoned the dragon and let the dragon take his sister away. There are knights to save her, I don't care at all.

But something went wrong when I summoned the dragon, and one of the dragon's sharp claws accidentally scratched my face.

I have become an ugly monster!
From then on, the prince looked at me with a touch of disgust.

This is probably... self-inflicted, right?I think.

The prince wanted the stunning princess from the neighboring country who was forced to sleep. This time I hesitated for a long time, looking at his impatient blue eyes, I nodded very slowly: "Okay."

He'll never know how hard it is for me to say that word.

But he is the sole heir of the kingdom. The future king will definitely have a concubine, concubines, and heirs, and these are things I cannot give myself.

I am a man, we are all men.

So after a few days of hesitation, I tried my best to develop a potion to remove the curse of sleep, but I kept an eye out for it and made some tricks in the potion. The princess would not wake up completely, and she could only have one hour of clarity every day.

No one would want to face a wooden man who sleeps but sleeps.

I helped him enter the castle of Bru, and brought back the beautiful princess Elora.

His love for Elora is far beyond my imagination, even though Elora rarely wakes up, even though I know that this love is only because of Elora's beautiful face, I am still jealous.

Jealousy, jealousy, jealousy!This emotion is like a fire, almost burning me up.

He noticed it, and warned me seriously: "Master, don't let me know that you're attacking Elora."

"Master, if you dare to hurt Elora, don't blame me for being rude."

"National Teacher, Elora is my lover, I hope you can love me as much as I can."

Aiwujiwu, Aiwujiwu, I looked up to the sky and laughed bitterly, tears streaming down my face, my prince, you don't know my thoughts for you, you know very well, very clearly!

But I still trampled on, ignored, and perfunctorily perfunctory my mind, but I was already stuck in the quagmire, unable to extricate myself.

I can't love the house and love Wu, but I am more jealous, more regretful, and more resentful. I really shouldn't have taken her out of the Castle of Bru.

Please God is easy to send God away, the prince will not allow me to hurt her, and will not allow me to send her away.

One day, the prince made another request. He wanted his country to become rich.

The prince's country is a small country with poor soldiers and few people, and the treasury is empty. There are always big countries eyeing it, so expanding the treasury has become a must.

I didn't say a word, the previous few spells consumed most of my magic power, and my remaining magic power was not enough to support me to conjure a lot of gold coins, but I didn't want to disappoint him, because I only had this magic power to be seen by him, Because I can't see his disappointed eyes or his frowning.

So I came up with a solution.

"Your Highness, the curse on Princess Elora's body has not yet been removed. This curse has penetrated into her flesh and blood. She will often sleep deeply, but her face will not age or change in the slightest. She will always be young and beautiful."

"I have practiced a very treacherous magic, which can capture and extract the magic factor in the curse that makes people eternally youthful from the blood of Princess Elora."

"These magic factors will be refined into anti-aging potions by me, in exchange for huge benefits and countless gold coins. However, this requires regular blood draws, Princess Elora's blood, Your Highness, what do you want?"

The prince did not hesitate for long, and agreed.

With this kind of potion, the prince can not only sell it to various places and countries, and sell it at a sky-high price to enrich the treasury, but also use it on himself to keep himself young and handsome.

I'm happy because my prince loves himself more than Elora.

If it's not me, it can't be someone else.

Elora slept in the Castle of Bru for 50 years, and in the prince's tower for another 50 years. Counting, she slept for a total of a hundred years.

In 1 year, the curse on Elora disappeared. I know that the prince was very disappointed, but the prince still married Elora.

After 50 years of companionship, there is still some affection, not to mention that Elora is still the princess.

At the wedding, the bride and groom are like lovers.

After the wedding was over, it was the wedding night in the bridal chamber as it is called in the East. I quietly appeared in the wedding room with a blank expression on my face, and killed the bride and groom with all my remaining magic power.

Ignoring the bride's body, I cut off the groom's head, held it in my arms, and stuck it close to the heart.

The prince has trampled on, neglected, perfunctory, and used my feelings for many years. I am doomed to have a bad temper, and I will explode sooner or later.

If you don't break out in silence, you will die in silence. The wedding is just the fuse.

I'm a loner and a bad wizard.

No, I'm still a bad wizard, but I'm not a lone ranger anymore. I kissed the prince's forehead piously, and my scarred face was full of madness:
"My prince, from now on we can be together forever, the prince and the wizard can be together forever, how wonderful.

Oh, I should have done this earlier..."

(End of this chapter)