Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

The original owner paid too much attention to the false identity and was forced to do so. Everyone said that he inherited the magic bloodline of the Berg family. In order not to bring shame to the Berg family, he really liked magic. Only then would they choose to come to the temple.

However, he is not the original owner, and he does all this just to pass the mission.

If the temple is not good for him, he just needs to avoid it.

Why are you jumping in when you know there is a trap?

"This... is such a pity," Fred sighed.

With His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's swordsmanship talent, if he stays in the temple, he will definitely be as good as him in the future.

But the crown prince is the crown prince, and the empire does not need him to go into battle to kill the enemy. He is the arbiter above the imperial power. Talent, when placed in the crown prince, can only be regarded as the icing on the cake.

The Crown Prince is already dazzling. With or without this halo, he is the future sun of the empire.

"You don't have to feel sorry for me, the Royal Knights are not bad either."

Rong Mo clenched his fist and gave Fred a fist bump as a friend.

Fred was very surprised, and his mood was different when he looked at the crown prince's charming red eyes.

How could he judge a person's goodness and evil based on his appearance?

The person in front of me is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who is only fifteen years old and has already shouldered the heavy burden of the empire.

The first time he smiled at Rong Mo from the bottom of his heart, it was the kind of smile that a hero cherishes and recognizes.

Widley clenched his magic wand, a nameless anger lingering in his chest, as if something that belonged to him had been taken away.

The Crown Prince had never been close to anyone before. Due to his status, he had to keep a certain distance from everyone.

He is the only exception.

But the two people smiling at each other in front of them were so close.

Instead, he was pushed away again and again.

Widley's eyes sparkled, and he came to Rong Mo's side dejectedly. He wanted to speak several times, but was ignored by Rong Mo.

Obviously they are friends...

Rong Mo rejected the invitation from the Knights Templar, and this trip should come to an end.

Citing busy state affairs as an excuse, he left the temple that afternoon.

In fact, he was afraid that his identity would be exposed, and he really didn't like the atmosphere there.

The more sacred the place, the more he hates it.

He prefers Soul Shadow Forest to the temple.

Rong Mo got on the carriage on the way back, but Widley insisted on coming back with him and even squeezed into his carriage.

From the outsiders' eyes, the two had a deep relationship, and it was natural for them to sit together, so Widley arrived at Rong Mo's carriage smoothly.

Looking at the flattering Weideli across from him, Rong Mo raised his eyebrows.

The only guy in the protagonist group whom he gave up always ended up leaning on him. What does this mean?

"Isn't that good? Just take him in." Bai Tuanzi lay on his shoulder and made suggestions.

"I don't dare"

No matter how good it is, what's the use? If you're unfaithful once, you won't be faithful a hundred times.

In the original world, he was the protagonist, and he caused more harm to the original owner than strangers.

Don't say he's not stupid, even if he's stupid he won't hit the wall twice.

"Your Highness, are you angry with me?" Widley said this out of nowhere.

Rong Mo raised his eyes and looked at him, "Why do you say that?"

"You've acted like you don't want to talk to me since you saw me." Widley's tone was very aggrieved, and his lead-gray eyes were misty, which made him look pitiful.

He was born with a good skin, and it was a pleasure to sit there and do nothing.

Rong Mo couldn't appreciate it.

It made him look like a heartless man.

"No, the temple is such a solemn place, of course you can't joke about it."

You obviously have it!

Widley sat in front of Rong Mo and looked at the gemstone bracelet on Rong Mo's wrist.

In the past, the crown prince would place the gifts he gave out in the most conspicuous position.

Even if you already have a bracelet on your hand, you will definitely take it off and wear it as a gift from him.

Not this time…

Let the maid put it away.

It was like an ordinary gift, waiting to be left to gather ashes in a corner of the palace.

Widley is very smart. He can become a high-level magician in his teens, so he cannot be stupid.

He is also very self-aware.

If the crown prince hadn't lowered his body, he would never have touched the high sun.

Even if it touches him, it will burn him.

The light shining on him is a gift and an honor.

This gift will not always come to him. When it is taken away, it cannot be retained.

So he was extremely panicked by Rong Mo's alienation from him.

"Your Highness...I will never do anything you don't like again."

"???"

What are the things he doesn't like?

Rong Mo frowned and said nothing.

Weideli remained silent along the way. The Crown Prince didn't say he couldn't see him, which meant there was still a chance.

Widley retreated to the distance that only a monarch and his ministers can have. After getting off the bus, I said goodbye to Rong Mo inside.

Rong Mo nodded and said goodbye to him, then he pulled on the hood of his magic robe and left.

What a hassle…

The protagonist group of Son of Luck makes him one head and two big.

When Rong Mo returned to the palace, he relaxed completely. The Minister of the Interior, who had been busy for two days, all crowded into the office when they heard that the Crown Prince was back.

Before he could take a breath, documents piled up on his desk.

He could only pick up his pen and devote himself to his work with deep resentment.

…………

Elf Forest

The large army headed by Duke Berg sneaked into the forest in a mighty manner.

The originally vibrant Elf Forest experienced a baptism of wind and rain and became extremely depressed, with even the trees losing their proper color.

"Where have all the elves in the forest gone?"

"You weren't killed by the evil dragon, were you?"

"Probably not. The power of the elves in the forest is still there."

The magicians gathered together to discuss the plundered forest.

They were on the road for a week. In addition to the magicians, the royal family also sent out knights.

The forest was filled with dark power, and they did not see the shadow of the evil dragon.

Duke Berg raised his hand to signal the team to stop. What he held in his hand was the eternal light, a symbol of the Berg family's status throughout the ages.

It can eliminate all evil and darkness, control time, stars, and everything in the world.

The only one who can control this magic wand is Duke Berg.

There was a black fog in front of them, and the eternal light gathered the dreamlike light of stars, and the fog dissipated in an instant.

After being able to see the road ahead clearly, Duke Berg waved his hand and signaled, "Disperse the search."

"Yes!"

The members of the Magician Association were led by Duke Berg, the holy magicians of the temple were led by the priests, and the Imperial Knights were led by the captain. The search was carried out in three directions.

There is an ancient giant tree with a long history in the forest. The leaves cover the man's strong body. The small exposed arm is strong and strong, and the veins are clearly visible.

A pair of golden pupils, half hidden in the darkness, were cold and sharp, mixed with a hint of wildness that was different from humans. The pupils swayed with the figures under the tree.

Like a wild beast waiting for an opportunity.

"Whoosh——"

The leaves rustled, and the vigorous figure had disappeared from the tree.

Leaves fell on the knight holding the sword. He carefully observed the surroundings. Because the forest was too big, they could only be separated in twos. His companions were not far away to take care of their physical needs...

He heard the noise and thought it was his teammates coming back.

When he turned around, a cold black blade was placed across his neck. The next second, blood spattered, blurring his handsome face like a god.

Xiu Jin shook off the blood on the long knife and moved her thin lips lightly, "Dispose of it."

Blackbird was very smart and followed behind to clean up the blood stains.

Xiu Jin dragged the body behind the grass.

He quickly took off the knight's clothes and put them on himself.

"Snapped"

He took off his armor and revealed his deep cold eyes. He picked up the sword from the knight. The long knife disappeared in his hand. Xiu Jin took a medicine bottle and sprinkled the medicine on the body.

Without much effort, the corpse quietly turned into nourishment for the soil.

"Ansel! Where have you been?!", a shout came from behind.

Xiu Jin looked sideways and saw another royal knight. He turned around and walked over.

"here"

"Hey? What are you doing running like that?" His teammates ran towards him.

"search"

"Did you find anything?"

Xiu Jin shook his head.

The sound coming from the armor was a bit muffled, the lifeless forest became oppressive, and the evil dragon that might appear at any time made it impossible to relax.

They wandered in the forest for three days.

Got nothing.

Not even a hair of the evil dragon was seen.

The evil dragon seemed to have evaporated.

Duke Berg could only place a magic stone that senses the power of darkness in the Elf Forest. Once the evil dragon appears, they will be aware of it.

This strangulation that gathered the forces of the three parties ultimately came to nothing.

In less than half a month before the sacrificial ceremony scheduled by Rong Mo, Duke Berg rushed back to the royal capital as quickly as possible.

Rong Mo always felt like there was a line of sight staring at him these days.

Every time I look back, I can't catch anyone.

The Royal Knights patrolled the palace as usual with neat steps.

It was rare that Rong Mo was still interested after handling government affairs, so he came to the training ground to practice his sword.

During this time, no one will be at the training ground.

He only took a wooden sword and practiced attachment magic.

After several attempts, it failed to meet the requirements.

"Boom!" The sword struck a scorch mark on the ground.

"It's done!" Rong Mo was filled with joy, but when he lowered his head, he found that the scorch mark came from behind him...

He didn't make it at all.

His face suddenly darkened. Is there anyone else here?

He didn't even notice?

Looking up, he saw a figure standing in front of the wall not far away. He was wearing the uniform of the Royal Knights. The black and gold uniform made him tall and tall, and his inverted triangle figure with wide shoulders and narrow waist was fully displayed.

Unfortunately, wearing a military cap, he couldn't see his face clearly.

Rong Mo frowned and pointed the tip of his sword at the knight, "Come here."

The knight looked at him. His tall figure and black uniform looked like a slowly approaching beast in the dense forest, so dangerous that it was fascinating.

The man stood still in front of him, and he realized that the person in front of him was not an ordinary tall...

Maybe it was because he was still a teenager and had not yet grown taller. He only reached the knight's chest. Faced with the terrifying pressure, he actually palpitated for a moment.

Under the brim of the hat was an ordinary face, not very good-looking, but because of his cold and sharp temperament, he had always been fond of him.

"name"

The man knelt on one knee and looked up at him, his bright black eyes hidden in the shadows pious and hot, "Knights of the Empire, Ansel Meg, please see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."