[Comprehensive British and American] The vest system of the son of hell

This is not a good sign.

Its appearance means that Catherine's world is on the verge of collapse, and she can't tell the difference between reality and dreams.

She regards dreams as reality, and enjoys the fairy tale life given to her by the dream world very much.

"Catherine..."

"His Royal Highness Prince?"

Catherine, who was in a dream, pulled her skirt and saluted as a lady: "When will you take me to your castle? Let me attend the dinner party and be your bride?"

castle?

dinner?

bride?

When Matthew heard this, his heart moved, and he realized that these words in Catherine's mouth might be a breakthrough.

So he waved his saber pretentiously, and said to Catherine, who appeared to be a 15-year-old girl in the dream world: "I am very happy to marry Catherine as my bride, but you are not yet an adult, and you are not ready to wear a dress for the ball."

"No! I'm an adult! I've got a pretty dress ready for the prom!"

While speaking, the blue and white skirt on Catherine's body turned into a taffeta tutu skirt decorated with bowknots. Her height was also stretched from a minor girl barely 1.5 meters to an adult appearance of nearly 1.7 meters. Her naturally curly golden hair was decorated with Delicate wreath.

She pulled her skirt and spun around in circles, and the crystal slipper hidden under the skirt glistened.

"Red Prince, can a dress like this be accepted at your dinner party?"

"certainly--"

"is it okay?"

"No."

"why not?"

"You have no nobleman's carriage nor maids and valets."

In order to test Catherine's control over the dream world, Matthew kept picking.

After hearing this, Catherine turned around and pointed at the lion who was lazily basking in the sun on the lawn. The lion stood up and turned into a burly noble servant in a yellow coat.

The flowers and plants beside the lion are also endowed with a new identity by dream magic. They grow crazily in a very short period of time, and the vines connect with each other. Finally, with the violent light bursting from the sky like falling stars, the flowers and vines form a gorgeous Gold and silver carriages.

Mr. Rabbit in gentleman's clothes turned into a butler, leading a group of maids and servants to Catherine: "Dear miss—"

Even the scarecrow who swept the floor turned into a heroic warrior, patrolling and protecting Catherine with full armor.

Everything is so incredible and so natural.

Matthew sighed, and said to Catherine, who had transformed into a noble lady: "Now, what should I call you, my beautiful princess?"

"Your Highness, please call me Catherine. My dream is to become His Highness's bride."

While talking, Catherine took the initiative to hold Matthew's hand, and he boarded the gold and silver carriage transformed from flowers, plants and vines.

The footmen started to drive.

Through the hollowed-out decoration of the carriage, Matthew saw the scenery outside the car window receding like a whirlpool. A thick white mist enveloped the world, and in the depths of the white mist were shadows of withered trees that looked like monsters from other worlds.

He even heard the voices of Strange and Charlene when the carriage passed through a certain section of the foggy forest.

……

"I bet it's Matthew in the carriage!"

Strange, who was chasing the carriage to no avail, panted and said to Charlene who was also sweating profusely: "Although he is wearing European court clothes, there is a strangely dressed blonde woman sitting beside him."

"Could it be that Mr. Matthew has been controlled by the blonde woman beside him?" Charlene said worriedly, "This place is too weird, and any kind of unimaginable things may happen."

"Perhaps," said Strange.

He and Charlene had been trapped in this weird forest shrouded in white mist for at least three days and three nights.

During this period, they encountered unimaginable situations more than once - if Charlene hadn't been a brave girl who grew up in a simple American frontier town, and Strange hadn't been a proven magician, they would have been overwhelmed by the endless monsters in the forest kill them!

There is no chance to stumble all the way to find the edge of the forest, and meet a carriage carrying a man who looks exactly like a friend on the road at the end of the forest!

"What's next?" Charlene asked.

The end of the forest is at hand, and they must seize the opportunity.

But what will happen after leaving the forest?

More monsters?

More traps?

still--

Charlene showed a bitter smile.

Under normal circumstances, a daughter’s courageous and beautiful adventure stories such as saving her mother into a mother’s dream occupied by demons will always be escorted by maternal love, but Charlene knows that in the dream world of her mother Catherine, as a daughter, she has almost nothing to do. May be protected by a mother's love!

because--

She was born in the third year of Catherine's sleep.

Most likely, Catherine in the dream only had memories before falling asleep.

She didn't know that Charlene was her daughter, just like she didn't know that she had been sleeping with her for 20 years!

"The road in this world may be dangerous, but don't worry, I will be by your side."

Strange saw the girl's worry and said comfortingly.

Charlene shook her head and said, "Mr. Strange, I thank you for your gentleness, but you don't need to overprotect me. If I unfortunately die in mother's dream world, it may be a good thing for you."

"Why do you say that?"

Strange looked at Charlene worriedly.

He really thought about killing Charlene to prevent the possible damage to the world caused by Dream Vortex, but killing innocent people is the magician's last choice!

As long as there is even a little hope, he will not--

"Actually, I don't know why I said that just now, maybe it's my intuition."

Charlene smiled bitterly: "I am already a monster, am I?"

"Charlene, you are not a monster, you are—"

"If killing me can save the world, I don't mind being killed!"

Charlene said firmly, hugging Strange.

Strange hugged the girl's frail and cold body, and he had mixed feelings in his heart.

……

The carriage moved forward all the way, passed through the foggy forest, and came to a grassland full of flowers, and stopped slowly.

Matthew and Catherine got out of the car and saw a castle surrounded by roses at the end of the prairie. Behind the castle was a towering mountain.

These were also created by Catherine's dream power?

Matthew looked at Catherine.

Catherine was also looking at Matthew with a look of admiration at this time: "Your Highness, your palace is so beautiful! The humble me is really qualified to attend your ball? Be your bride?"

"You are my chosen girl."

Matthew, who didn't know how to answer appropriately, used panacea rhetoric to perfuse Catherine.

When Catherine heard this, crystal tears welled up in emerald's eyes.

She was so excited that she hugged Matthew and said with a sob: "I love you! My prince!"

But I don't love you!

Matthew was speechless, and hugged Catherine in a spirit of professionalism, but didn't say a word.

Catherine was even more moved immediately, and took Matthew's hand to cross the stone bridge and enter the castle.

At this time, the iron gate of the castle opened slowly, and a group of fully armed medieval knights in full armor came out slowly on horses also wearing heavy armor, blocking the way of Matthew and Catherine.

Is this the end of the farce?

Matthew thought expectantly, deliberately not speaking, and quietly looked at the knights with only one pair of eyes showing from top to bottom.

Catherine hid behind Matthew and asked timidly, "Who are they? Are they subordinates of His Highness the Prince?"

"them--"

"Your Highness, your wife should be the princess of the country, not this witch of unknown origin!"

The leading knight took off his helmet, showing a majestic appearance, and pointed his long javelin at Catherine behind Matthew: "The witch must be burned to death!"

"She's not a witch, she's my chosen girl."

Matthew "maintains" Catherine.

The chief knight suddenly felt helpless, turned off his horse, and knelt in front of Matthew on one knee: "Your Highness, the king ordered us to welcome you back to the castle and send this woman to prison! Please don't embarrass us!"

"Prince, don't offend the king for me! He is your father after all!"

Upon hearing this, Catherine held Matthew's hand and advised bitterly.

Matthew: "..."

After a brief thought, he said to the chief knight, "You take us to the king right now!"

"prince--"

"She will come to the king with me!"

Matthew's attitude is very strong, as if he really fell in love with Catherine, but he is actually just worried that Catherine being thrown into prison by the knights will cause new and unpredictable changes in the dream world.

……

Surrounded by the knights, Matthew and Catherine walked into the resplendent palace.

At the highest point of the main hall, there was a shining golden chair, and a man in a blood-red dress sat on the chair. His face was pale and thin, and his whole body exuded a sinister aura.

First Fallen!

To be exact, he is the king of a fairy tale world who looks almost exactly like the First Fallen.

Matthew subconsciously glanced at Catherine, who was looking at this gorgeous space with innocent eyes.

When she found that everyone at the scene was paying attention to her, she hid behind Matthew in fright: "Here... here is... just..."

"You don't belong here! Country man!"

The nobles with heavy makeup on both sides made mocking voices.

Catherine was even more terrified, clutching Matthew's clothes tightly: "You should throw me into prison, I don't belong here! I'm just a country girl! I don't deserve to be your bride!"

"But I chose you."

Matthew held Catherine's hand, raised his head, and said to the fairy-tale king who was sitting on a high place and looked like a fallen man: "I want to marry her! Even if I lose my right of inheritance!"

"Stupid guy! Do you know what you're talking about! You should marry the white princess of the neighboring country! She is your destined wife! Mistress of my country!"

The Red King on his throne roared like thunder.

The entire hall also swayed, and the armored knights walked behind Matthew with trembling steps, trying to take away Catherine, who was not worthy of being here!

"No! You can't take her! She's my girl!"

Matthew was playing his upper body for a while, and tried his best to prevent the knights from taking Catherine away.

Catherine was also moved to tears by Matthew's words.

She took the initiative to let go of Matthew's hand, and said to the knights: "I will go with you! But you must promise me to protect your prince! Don't allow anyone to hurt him! He is my soul and everything to me!"

After speaking, Catherine turned around and was led down by the knights.

Seeing this, Matthew tried his best to squeeze out the sad expression that he wanted to keep her but couldn't do it, and knelt on the ground and wailed loudly.

Hearing the prince's cry, Catherine also turned her head, with tears in her eyes, and said to Matthew: "Promise me, you will forget about me after you marry Princess White! I am very happy to have your love, but I hope that you will be loved in the future." Forget about me completely in the years! I am not the girl who deserves you!"

"Catherine..."

"goodbye!"

After finishing speaking, Catherine in a beautiful dress disappeared and turned back into a 15-year-old girl in a blue dress. Her brilliant blond hair also lost its luster, revealing its original red color.

"Red hair! It turned out to be red hair! You witch! Shameless witch!"

The king was furious, and ordered the knights to imprison the witch who bewitched the prince into the tower, and when the archbishop arrived tomorrow, he would be burned to death immediately!

When Matthew heard this, he hurriedly said to the king, "You can't do this to Catherine! She's not a witch, she's a simple girl!"

"All redheads are witches!"

The king interrupted the prince's protest unquestionably: "As my heir, you must immediately forget about this evil witch! Marry the white princess of the neighboring country!"

"Princess Bai is not someone I like! Even if you tie me up and take me to a neighboring country, I will not propose to Princess Bai as you wish!"

Matthew was too involved in the play, and really regarded himself as a naive prince who was crazy about love, so he almost pulled out his dagger to perform "died for love".

At this time-

The aristocrats clustered on both sides of the red carpet suddenly dispersed and saluted a lady who was shrouded in pure white light like the sun and the moon.

It was the White Princess of the neighboring country, or rather, the White Queen.

"Five days ago, my father passed away. I ascended to his throne as the first heir and became the White Queen."

The woman in the silver and white dress said so, Matthew looked up and was surprised to find——

She is indeed God's most beloved angel!

Lucifer's face is perfect even if it is on a woman's body!

It's irresistible!

Thinking of this, Matthew stared intently at the White Queen who suddenly appeared with Lucifer's face.

The White Queen also noticed Matthew.

After her identity was announced, she pointed to Matthew and said to the Red King who had the face of a fallen man: "This beautiful young man is your Red Prince? My fiancé?"

"White Queen, he is my son and heir to my throne."

The red king changed his indifference towards the witch Catherine, and told the white queen with a smile on his face: "Your children will wear the crowns of two countries."

"our children?"

The White Queen smiled contemptuously and said: "I will not bear children for any man, but if my prince is willing to bear children for me, I don't mind if he has more children."

As soon as the words fell, there were discussions one after another in the crowd.

After all, the White Queen's speech was too shocking!

As a royal woman, she not only refuses to have children to pass on the lineage, but also intends to let her husband have children!

This woman-

Are you crazy? !

The nobles whispered so.

The Red King also looked at the White Queen in disbelief, and reminded her, "A man cannot have children."

"My kingdom has potions that allow men to have children!"

The White Queen said arrogantly: "If your son wants to be my husband, if you want him and my child to wear the crowns of two countries, you must drink my potion and bear me a child!"

"You... this... cough cough! cough cough!"

The Red King trembled with rage.

He even considered—

"I agree to your request, drink the potion, and give birth to your child!"

Matthew suddenly spoke, breaking the stiff situation: "But I have an additional request—"

"You want me to swear that you are the only husband left?" asked the White Queen.

Matthew shook his head and said, "I hope you and my father will jointly sign a document to release Catherine. She is an innocent girl who was imprisoned by her father as a witch just because she had red hair, waiting for tomorrow's release." Trial by burning."

"Just because of red hair?"

The White Queen looked at Matthew with contempt: "You're lying, she's not just a girl, she's still your lover."

"Sorry……"

Matthew lowered his head and said to Queen White according to Catherine's setting: "You are right, she was indeed the girl I chose, but I have sworn to forget her and marry you! I only ask you to release her, Let her live a normal life in a country where women are not burned as witches because they have red hair!"

"It's really outrageous that a woman should be burned as a witch just because she has red hair."

The White Queen glanced at Matthew sympathetically, and then said to the Red King, "Did you hear your son's request?"

"you--"

"Release that girl and we'll get married immediately!"

……

The red king obeyed the agreement with the white queen, and soon released Catherine, and asked the knights to send Catherine out of the country.

However, after arriving at the border, the knight told Catherine without any hesitation: "In order to save you, the prince promised to marry the White Queen, and he would drink the fertility potion on the wedding day to give birth to the White Queen who can inherit the crowns of the two countries." child!"

"why?"

"Because he loves you..."

After speaking, the knight turned and left.

Barefoot Catherine stood on the wilderness, her red hair and skirt were disheveled by the wind, but she lowered her head and said to herself: "It shouldn't be like this! The story shouldn't end like this! My prince shouldn't end like this!" Should...shouldn't...no! No! There must be something wrong! How could my red prince...he should...should..."

As Catherine murmured, the surrounding scenery broke apart like a movie curtain, and then quickly assembled in a strange way, turning into a lively market, a majestic castle, and a splendid banner...

Now, she has stood in the palace of the White Queen.

In another ten hours, the palace will host the wedding of the White Queen and the Red Prince.

And she-

"I will stop this wedding! My prince!"

……

When Catherine's soliloquy overturned and reorganized the frontier scenery, Strange and Charlene, who had finally walked out of the foggy forest, were drinking water and eating wild fruits by the river.

Sudden--

A violent vortex swirls in the air.

Immediately afterwards, the clear field of vision was chaotic, as if everything seen before was a sticker, and now the sticker was ripped off and the world changed.

The earth-shaking pressure surged, and Charlene suddenly—

"Hold me tight!"

Strange grabbed the girl's wrist and shouted, "Don't let go! No matter what happens! Don't let go!"

"I know! I'm grabbing you! I—"

Charlene tried her best to shout, but the strong wind cut her voice into fragments, and Strange, who was close at hand, couldn't hear her clearly. It was all by hand that she was sure that Charlene was still by her side and had not been taken away by the strong wind.

Finally, the wind stopped.

Strange and Charlene sat by the river in embarrassment, looking at each other with wry smiles.

"Your mother's dream world is really unpredictable."

"Yeah, this world really is..."

Charlene laughed like she was crying.

She is more and more sure that the monster parasitizing her body can only be solved by her death.

but--

"Where are we going next?"

Charlene looked at Strange.

Strange lowered his head and held the pendant containing the Eye of Agamotto. After feeling it for a while, he said, "Go to the north, there is the core of power in this world."

"it is good……"

……

The wedding is about to begin, and everyone is busy, including Catherine who sneaked into the wedding scene in disguise.

She blackened her face with grass ash, hid in the kitchen as the cook's assistant, and kept her ears keen on any news from the castle's upper echelons.

Especially the news about the Red Prince.

She believed that she and the Red Prince were a couple who were maliciously torn apart by an impermanent fate. As long as they defeated the evil White Queen, they would be able to live happily together!

As for the words that the Red King said to the Red Prince before being imprisoned by the Red King, Catherine has completely forgotten.

It's like she returned to her beloved Red Prince with all her heart, but she couldn't remember why she loved the Red Prince, and what happened between her and the Red Prince.

This world is full of flaws as long as you think about it, but Catherine, who built this world, doesn't want to think about it at all.

She is obsessed with the illusory love story with the Red Prince, trying to find ways to defeat her unreal rival.

the other side--

Matthew tries on a wedding dress surrounded by a court tailor.

The White Queen with Lucifer's face stood in front of him with a serious face, scrutinizing and evaluating.

Every word of her comment will make the tailors panic, and they will modify the details of the clothes while apologizing.

Soon, the wedding dress was completely revised.

The White Queen told all the tailors to quit, and she had something to say to her bridegroom.

The tailors obediently left the room.

The White Queen dragged her heavy skirt and walked up to Matthew, stretched out her hand, and touched Matthew's face: "Look at my eyes as if we have known each other for a long time."

"Don't you like the look in your eyes?" Matthew asked, "I thought you'd like the look of seeing you again after a long time."

"No, I like it very much, I like it very much, I like it so much that I want to know why you show such affectionate eyes without my reminder?"

The White Queen tiptoed, kissed Matthew on the forehead, and complained, "I hate the height difference! At least, I shouldn't be shorter than you!"

As soon as the words fell, the White Queen suddenly grew taller, becoming a little taller than Matthew, and could kiss Matthew's forehead without tiptoeing.

Matthew: "Queen, I think this height..."

"You don't like it?"

The White Queen smiled dotingly, and pressed it against Matthew's ear: "When did you find out that there is something wrong with this world? Are you sure this is not the real world, but the dream of a girl named Catherine?"