His Royal Highness is very tired [Comprehensive fairy tale]

Prince: "Let me go."

Demon King: "I'm afraid you're cold, so I'll help you warm up."

Prince: "No need."

The Demon King pinched His Royal Highness's noble ass/butt again: "It feels really good." The prince is worthy of being a prince, and his skin is smooth and delicate...

Prince: "Hehe."

The tofu in the back has been eaten, His Majesty the Demon King immediately turned his gaze to the front...

Demon King: "Very well..."

Aizi behind was immediately drowned out by howling, it turned out that His Royal Highness finally couldn't bear to do an extremely rude thing.

"Hehe." After shaking off the blood on his fingers, His Royal Highness looked at the demon king who was covering his eyes and rolling, "Next time, I will directly pick your eyes out!"

Demon King: "Aooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow."

The howling is howling, the nosebleeds that should be left still have to be kept.So when His Royal Highness took off the demon king's cloak and wrapped it around his body, he saw blood, tears and nosebleeds streaming down his face, and the demon king was covered in disgusting blood all over his face.

There is also the evil, protruding, called the source of evil by later generations, the bulging, particularly eye-catching...

His Royal Highness: "..." The prince kicked up.

"The body structure of the devil is really different from that of ordinary people," His Royal Highness thought as he looked at the source of the evil.

Then he swung his leg, trying to get rid of the disgusting touch

"Aww, dear prince, you are too rough." The devil cried out in pain and joy.

prince:"……"

The prince whistled tentatively, and it didn't take long to see Sophie running out of the woods, and His Royal Highness's sword and luggage were hanging on its saddle.

"Come on, Sophie." His Royal Highness pointed to the place where the devil's evil source was, "Use your horseshoe to step on it hard, and end his sinful life."

Sophie: "..."

Sophie felt a little disgusted, and didn't really want to step on it.

"If you do this, I will forgive you the sin of bumping me into the arms of the devil." His Royal Highness threatened, "It sounds like roasted horse meat tastes good."

Sophie's horse body suddenly shook into a sieve.

It looked at the demon king who was rolling around on the grass with wide, moist eyes, and tears suddenly filled his eyes.

Goodbye to the kind man who took good care of him and fed him delicious grass and beans for the past month...

It will never forget the days when they grazed side by side.

Sophie closed her eyes in pain, then lightly stomped the horse's hooves, retreated dozens of steps, and started running...

His Majesty the Demon King: "..."

His Majesty the Demon King, who stood up straight from the carp, screamed and was knocked on the waist by Sophie. With the miserable howl, His Majesty the Demon King turned into a star and disappeared into the sky.

His Royal Highness: "I'm so happy." His Sophie finally learned to sprint faster.

Sophie: "..."

He is the devil, he must be.

"Then..." His Royal Highness looked at the extra star in the night sky, "Let's continue our journey, Sophie."

Farewell, Your Majesty the Demon King!

******

"This noble lord..." The blacksmith rubbed his hands and shouted loudly, "This is the sword you want..."

A delicate and beautiful sword was carefully held out by the blacksmith.

"Are you sure this can kill demons?" His Royal Highness asked while trying the sword.

"You can rest assured about this." The blacksmith patted his chest covered with chest hair, "Although it looks like a decorative sword, the lethality under its delicate appearance and complicated patterns cannot be ignored. This is The blessed sword has slain countless demons."

His Royal Highness immediately showed a satisfied smile.

After a bag of gold coins was handed over to the blacksmith, His Royal Highness, whose chrysanthemum safety soared, put it into the scabbard: "What's its name?"

He guessed that it must have a beautiful but elegant name.

Blacksmith: "How about Rose Beauty, isn't that a good name?"

His Royal Highness Prince:"……"

His Royal Highness threw the sword on Lin!

"Oh? My lord, why did you drop your sword!" The blacksmith quickly picked up the sword and wiped it over with distress, "This is a nobleman among swords, you are too rough."

His Royal Highness: "I feel like I won't love you anymore." His Royal Highness smoked a cigarette vicissitudes of life, "I would rather have a more vulgar name."

blacksmith:"……"

The blacksmith uncle pulled off his chest hair in distress, and then he was surprised to find that he still couldn't understand what the nobleman in front of him was doing.

……

The town where His Royal Highness is resting is located in the Kingdom of Juta. It is also a town dominated by fine wine. Perhaps because of the cold climate, people like to drink to keep warm.

The people of Dejia Town love beer, but the people here prefer strong sorghum wine. Drunk people can be seen everywhere on the street, and the drunk people make troubles from time to time.

Drunkards in Deja enjoy whistling at young girls or harassing them.And the drunkards here prefer to have a duel between men, and they will have fun until their scalps bleed.

After dodging a few wine bottles flying over, His Royal Highness finally dragged his tired body to the hotel and stayed overnight.

"A guest room." The prince smiled, "Thank you."

Margaret: "Okay."

Margaret glanced at the drunken and shapeless drunks who were drinking in groups of threes and twos in the tavern, and then at His Royal Highness who was staying overnight, a blush quickly flew to her cheeks.

"My noble lord, follow me." Her voice sounded extremely gentle, "It's a bit noisy here, I hope you don't mind."

It was the first time she had seen such a handsome and gentle person.

His Royal Highness: "Thank you." After being a frog for a month and getting used to the life of sleeping in the open air, his longing for the bed has reached its peak.

Olympus

"No." After pushing away a goddess with a long and unimportant name who threw herself into his arms, the Demon King said to Zeus, "I don't want to be promoted to the stars and become one of the gods of Olympus." The prince also said Waiting for him!

Zeus, the king of the gods, sighed and said nothing. He really felt sorry for missing such a warrior who could become one of the stars without relying on the power of gods.

"Actually, Olympus is really good." Pointing to Zeus and pointing at the goddess who was pouring wine, "I bet there is no one in the world who feels better than her buttocks."

His Majesty the Demon King: "Hehe." What a joke!

Hera: "Hehe."

Zeus: "Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

So whether it's a god king or a devil king, when it's time to be repaired, they all have to scream miserably.