this king; that king

Ye Song looked up at the gray and cold city wall, took a big gulp from the water bag, snapped his fingers, and the horse wobbled towards the city gate.

This is a prosperous and beautiful country with a well-organized government and harmonious people. The wild roses blooming on the roadside, the rural paths with slightly shiny stone bricks, and European-style villas with five or six floors are perfectly integrated into a large field.The beautiful girl in the field raised her simple and slightly freckled face and sang soft and authentic ditties loudly.Just the countryside is so rich, and the city is even more conceivable.

"Ah, this is not like the countryside where we are!" Ye Song looked around eagerly, while stretching out his hand to take a big shot with the magic of taking images.

"Master, this is the capital city, so of course it's different. Also, you really don't need to pat the bird droppings on the road." The entourage beside him wore simple clothes, short flaxen hair, and a gold-encrusted western sword.

"You really like chirping, Morris." Ye Song casually pasted a photo of bird droppings on Morris's nose, and Morris immediately sneezed loudly, then took off the photo, cast a spell in disgust and burned it.

"Well, it's much quieter." Ye Song raised his head and shouted, "Drive!" The two horses galloped forward even faster.

This young man with an old-fashioned name like Ye Song is not dissatisfied. His clean short black hair is well combed. He is obviously a well-educated descendant of a famous family. As the second son of the Ye family, he was treated differently by his concubine since childhood. He had served in the military in his own country and performed well. He was sent to the Unnamed Country by his father, saying that he wanted to learn magic from the king for two years and then work as a diplomatic envoy as a sign of good relations with the Unnamed Country.

But having said that, if you want to be a teacher, you should be a teacher. Finding a king to be a teacher is a suspicion of the following crimes.The king was also very strange, and he agreed without hesitation, saying that he was very interested in hearing about his situation?It's really hard to guess.

Morris who follows Ye Song is a familiar, but his real body is just a funny-looking Shiba Inu. Most people in this world can use spells, so they can look for familiars, and most of the familiars of noble children follow him from childhood. Those who grow up with themselves can be transformed into human form, and usually serve as personal servants and bodyguards.

"Have you checked the king of this country whose everything is good but has a strange name?" Ye Song turned around and asked Morris.

"Ah, I checked." Morris let go of the rein with one hand and took out a notebook, and said solemnly, "This king is extremely powerful in spells and proficient in many arts. He is over 200 years old and has only been on the throne for 30 years. He changed the status quo of the whole country, and he is quite politically talented, and the reason for his immortality is still unknown.”

Ye Song waved his hand and asked, "What about some personal information and gossip? For example, how many beauties and concubines are there in his palace?"

"None," replied Maurice, quite simply. "The king doesn't like it."

"Don't like it? He's over 200 years old and hasn't married yet?" Ye Song casually twisted a lock of hair and flicked it out.

"Eh? Master, don't you know?" Morris brushed off the hair that accidentally flew to the tip of his nose, "This king is the first Omega monarch in the history of the whole continent, and he never showed his true face to others. It is said that he is very Ugly. He didn't marry another country because he had a great desire for power and didn't want to share it with others."

Ye Song got a little excited when he heard Omega, and then immediately rolled his eyes and said, "I thought there were beauties to look at, but let's forget about the ugly." Just as he finished speaking, Morris slapped his head and said: " Young master! Why are you full of lust! You are here to learn from your teacher!"

"...Hmmm" Ye Song muttered, heaved a sigh of relief, and turned to the fork into the city.

The greenery in the city is excellent, and the shade of the trees is just right, neither blocking the sky nor blocking the sun, but also enough shade.The streets are very lively, business people haggling with broken gongs, men and women shopping with paper bags full of paper bags, idle vagrants follow pickpockets to steal things from the pockets of fat old men.As expected of the capital city, the houses on the street can be called luxury houses. The houses of the nobles are already at the level of castles. As for the palaces on the distant mountains, they are even more gorgeous, with spiers soaring into the clouds. The top was glowing.Ye Song raised his head, looked at the sun that had been cut into pieces by the palace, and was about to sigh, when he suddenly saw a group of people similar to government agencies going to each household to distribute a copy of the information.

"What is that? A new policy?" Ye Song stretched his neck, not knowing anything.

"Ah, it should be the database personnel." Morris slowed down, threw the notebook lightly on Ye Song's face, and said without waiting for him to look, "The human beings here only need to apply for a one-year residency in the nameless country." The above procedures will be logged into the database, and the database will automatically match you with the person with the most suitable personality. This kind of matching is used for emergency and will not hinder normal marriage. If you want to find a spouse but can’t find it, you can go to Apply to contact the database for the person you choose. Of course, if you don’t want this kind of marriage, you can apply for cutting it off. By the way, if one of the parties is over 40 years old and hasn’t cut off the marriage or find another spouse, the database will automatically enter a dormant state.”

"What a troublesome system..." Ye Song rolled his eyes, and suddenly saw a soldier who found him, raised his eyebrows, and handed him a piece of data.

"Mine?" Ye Song tore open the envelope with one hand, and there was only a piece of paper inside, which listed his various personal information, and the name of the object at the end, but there were only three big question marks, and another font size was given beside it. : Sincerely.

"Ah, only nobles are shown by their unique names." Morris leaned over to take a look with great interest.Ye Song continued to look down, the subject's appearance was unknown, and the occupation was registered in the last column.

Occupation: King

Ye Song was stunned for a moment, what's the matter? A 200-year-old ugly king?Just as he was about to take a closer look, another officer and soldier came forward and snatched it up, tore it apart and said, "I'm sorry, your target is a senior government official, and you have already taken the initiative to cut off the marriage and hang out for a long time. Single announcement, I wish you happiness, goodbye."

Ye Song was a little confused, Morris rolled his eyes, patted him hard on the back and said, "Master, why is it so easy to listen to these nonsense things, maybe the database statistics are wrong, besides, this system is for Population adjustments are made."

"Ah, yes, then I should have another file soon, right?" Ye Song was about to ride his horse to go, when another officer stepped forward to salute: "Hello, sir, your database information has just been blocked by a senior government executive. The personnel applied for mandatory dormancy, which is expected to be automatically lifted after half a year, I wish you a happy day, goodbye."

"What's the situation?! I can't even fall in love by myself?" Ye Song said madly, howled in extreme dissatisfaction, and turned his head reluctantly. After Morris hit the head several times, he finally headed towards the castle. up.

The castle is located on a very high mountain, but on the side facing the city, there is only a narrow set of stairs, winding up like bugs on a leaf, until it is in the mist.

"...Can't you ride a horse?" Ye Song got off his horse and looked up at the very high stairs. Morris looked around. There was a huge stable at the bottom of the mountain, but there was no horse. After all, he didn't see any along the way. Guarded by soldiers.

The two tied up the horses and added fodder—the fodder was piled outside the stables, and a line of words was written on the notice board, "Visitors can take what they want, and it doesn't matter if they want to eat it."

Ye Song snapped his fingers, reached into the waistband of the armor, took out a feather and waved: "Flying Curse!"

With a sound like jelly being stepped on the ground, Ye Song's wings protruding from his back turned out to be as bare as roasted chicken wings, and he lifted the spell in disappointment.

"This spell has long been lost, and you won't believe it!" Morris took the lead in letting out a sigh of relief, turning back into a Shiba Inu and jumping up from the bottom of the stairs.

Ye Song cried out inwardly, rolled his eyes, and walked up the stairs step by step.

When he reached the top of the mountain, Ye Song was exhausted, his legs were sore, and he was sweating profusely. Morris felt very relaxed. Halfway through the run, he had no energy and cleverly went up the mountain on Ye Song's shoulders.

Morris jumped off the ground and turned back into a human form. Ye Song took a long breath before raising his head.

In front of him was a pitch-black iron gate, with complicated patterns curling and twisting into an extremely weird rose shape, and the gold-lacquered door lock was in a strange shape, like a flower stamen.

The extremely high wall prevents Ye Song from seeing what's going on inside. Ivy hangs down in whole bunches, almost covering the wall. The fog on the mountain is extremely heavy. The door seems to be an imperial garden, covered by patches of emerald green in the slightly chilly environment. In the faint blue mist, it is illusory and elusive.

Morris approached the gate that opened slowly and automatically. The gate slowly turned the mist into a soft shape like a mixture of coffee and milk. In addition to pruning the trees in the imperial garden into various animal shapes, there were also axes, handcuffs, and guillotines. Some of the instruments of torture, such as blood, even bloom red and black flowers viciously, making people look like they are really blood-stained from a distance.

The two walked through the long road in the middle of the imperial garden, and the gate at the back was silently closed. The castle wall covered with beautiful reliefs opened a dark opening, and the clear waves slowly flowed out, becoming an artificial stream to irrigate the imperial garden. In front of the main gate, there is a fountain pool carved from a single piece of crystal. The clear water sprayed out is cool and pleasant, stirring the mist into chaos.

The carved door was opened, and standing by the door was a tall, silver-haired young man, wearing a neatly tailored tuxedo, with a bunch of cotton candy strings hanging on his chest. Candy colored tie.The man saluted exaggeratedly and said, "Hello, both of you. I'm switching off the light bulb. I'm the housekeeper here."

Morris sniffed the man who claimed to be a light bulb carefully, and there was a pleasant smell, like the fragrance of grass in the field. He tentatively asked, "Ah, is that the rabbit?"

"Ah, how could it be so easy for you to see it? It's really boring!" The light bulb tilted its head, turned around and shook its tail twice, and shouted into the inside: "Dongguo Ye Song and his familiar See you, puppy!" Then he blinked as he looked at Morris' irritated expression.

When the two entered the castle, they found that the scene inside was completely different. The anti-fog measures seemed to be excellent, giving people the illusion of coming to another time and space.The long red carpet embroidered with ten thousand canaries stretches forward. In the luxurious lobby, the marble pillars shine coldly under the crystal clear stained glass dome, and the light from the crystal chandelier is enough to illuminate the entire hall. Impressive artificial flowing water pours into the pools on both sides with a little mist. On the more than twenty golden stairs is a throne carved from a whole piece of emerald, covered with gorgeous velvet and cushions.

Sitting on the throne is a young man who looks sixteen or seventeen years old. He is about 1.7 meters tall and has a somewhat obese figure. He holds a golden scepter in his right hand, and keeps picking jelly beans with his left hand from the scary-looking gold-plated mask. Put it in your mouth.The height obviously cannot support the large dark red snow velvet shawl. The printed court dress full of ribbons and lace pads underneath wraps the calf that does not look slender at all. The gold buckle leather shoes on both feet are spinning around. A crown as big as a head.The young man walked down, looked up at Ye Song and said coldly: "Gui'an, I am the king of my country, and my name is respectful."

The timbre was weak, and there was a bit of sudden and sharp magnetism in the high-pitched boyish voice, but it was inexplicably pleasant to the ear, and it was easy to hear that he was pretending to be majestic.Ye Songzheng was a little dazed.The king stretched out his scepter and said in a cold and emotionless tone again: "It is said that Dongguo's upbringing is pretty good, but now it seems that it is not so good. Why, you forgot to salute?"

Only then did Ye Song wake up from a dream, and knelt down to salute: "I am waiting for the envoy of the Eastern Kingdom, Ye Song, and the demon Morris to pay high tribute to His Majesty, and stay here to learn spells, and there is also a letter from the emperor of our country." As he spoke, he took out the letter and handed it up.

The king stretched out his blackened but very slender and soft hand to take the letter, but did not touch Ye Song's hand, but Ye Song instinctively felt a faint heat.

Surprised that the king hadn't told him to flatten himself, he looked up a little and found that the king had read the letter seriously. He stretched out his hand and transferred a stack of letter papers in the light bulb's hand, and took out a pen from the air. After writing a few words, it is packaged and handed over to the light bulb.

Light Bulb smiled, drew a circle out of thin air, and a hole appeared, he threw the letter into the hole and bowed his head to Ye Song and said: "My ability is space teleportation, the letter has been sent back to the king of the Eastern Kingdom."

Ye Song was a little dazed, and was about to raise his head to answer, when the king's finger picked it up abruptly, lifting his chin, forcing Ye Song to look at him.There was a chill in the king's eyeballs behind the mask, even if he couldn't see clearly, it was like falling into a deep ink pool.

The king looked at him for about a second, then raised his head proudly, and laughed in a cadenced and funny voice: "Hey, you look good, your name is Ye Song, right? I'll wait at the rose bushes in the imperial garden tomorrow, Start teaching! Bulbs, take them to the assigned room!"

"Excuse me for being rude, where is the rose bush? The fog is so thick, I can't see it." Ye Song was a little scared, but he still asked boldly.

"It's foggy, isn't it?" The king walked up to the carved door, opened it unceremoniously, stretched out his hand and waved his fingers twice, the fog suddenly disappeared, and the garden seemed to be lit up suddenly To enable people to see everything at a glance.

"The fog was transferred to another place by me, go." The king went to the other side of the castle without looking back.

The gorgeous room made Ye Song's eyes straight, and the value of a random piece of decoration could even be worth a bungalow in the suburbs. The bath water had been put away, and when Morris arrived at the witch's room next to him, Ye Song couldn't wait to take off his clothes. Cleaned up and jumped into the bathtub to take a bath.

...Why does this water have a muddy smell? Is it an illusion?Ye Song lowered his head carefully and smelled it. It seemed that it smelled not only of mud, but also of leaves and flower fertilizer...

"The fog was transferred to another place by me."

The king's words came to his mind again.

It turned out to be this kind of place!

The author has something to say:

ABO world view, clear water, don’t look for the meaty ones

It will drag the plot very much, and the writing is unremarkable, please come in if you can accept it, please just have fun hhh

Many things, such as cameras, are theoretically non-existent, so there are some brain-opening spells to make up for it... anti-science MAX!

Besides, I’m really a boy looking for a hookup ww