Chapter 156: Chapter 158: You Call This a Winter Rose?
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“Wait a second, don’t tell you’ve triggered the ‘White Horse Prince’ skill.”
“Is it like destiny?”
“It’s hopeless, looking at that expression, he’s completely lost his mind.” Qin Muye felt sowhat helpless; he even wanted to remind the other party that his role was the villain, not the main character.
“So, why did Death God Thanatos spare in the first place?”
“This witch is no ordinary one.”
“This feels a bit discordant…”
“???” Qin Muye was utterly confused.
“Perhaps only the witch knows how to enter the high tower,” Qin Muye bluntly said.
“Then let’s set up an ambush, and when the ti cos, we’ll catch her off guard and torture the thod of entering the high tower out of her,” Qin Muye said.
“You’re middle-aged now, can’t you be a little more cautious?” Qin Muye felt this guy was genuinely ill. You can’t even get up there, so how can you save anyone?
“A witch? She only cos back at night, and isn’t in the manor during the day,” the wizard said.
“Prince, we need to hide quickly, the witch is coming,” the wizard hurriedly said, his temperant greatly altered in his quest to get the Lettuce Lady.
“Your Highness, we must act quickly. My beloved Lettuce Lady must be suffering terrible tornt at the hands of that damned witch,” the wizard said.
“Thinking about my beloved Lettuce Lady in the hands of the witch makes my heart feel like it’s being boiled in a pot of hot soup.”
“Get ready, we’re about to make a move,” Qin Muye whispered.
“Respected Prince, we must rescue the beautiful lady from the high tower as soon as possible,” the wizard said anxiously.
Like the old witch in the tinderbox, she did not have divine bloodline, signifying no backing, so Death God Thanatos harvested her, while the soldier in the original story was different, having a divine bloodline ant he had backing, and despite taking Death God’s money and even a dog, he managed to reach the peak of life.
Like Lettuce Lady’s singing voice, a normal prince wouldn’t be accompanied by a wizard, nor would he think about locking a witch in the basent.
But so far, it seems that the Greek gods have not directly interfered with the world, unlike traditional Greek myths which are all over the place. Perhaps he hasn’t encountered them yet.
But thinking about it is sowhat exciting; this world seems to not only possess fairy tale stories but also incorporates Greek mythology in it.
After nearly an hour, a golden braid once again dangled from the high tower.
And looking at his situation, he probably has thrown even the Divine Lamp out of his mind.
And his power is truly weak; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to be simply slaughtered by a swipe of Aladdin’s knife.
And it’s also his magic shield being powerful; otherwise, he likely would have ended up just like this wizard upon hearing the song, enchanted into being a devoted follower.
The wizard beside him could no longer contain his excited feelings. Once the witch was dealt with, his beloved Lettuce Lady would be able to escape the evil witch’s clutches.
On the other hand, Qin Muye was indifferent; everyone was here, just wait for the witch to co down and catch them all at once.
In Ancient Greek mythology, there seems to be no ntion of riding a broomstick. It looks like it’s mixed with other settings.
In fairy tale stories, beautiful female antagonists are almost always stepmothers and queens. As for the other female antagonists, they can’t escape the rule of being unattractive.
After eting, he’ll likely turn into a true devoted follower.
Even if this Lettuce Lady didn’t cut her hair for 30 years, it couldn’t possibly be this long.
She looks at least 60 , with a hooked nose and full of wrinkles, absolutely a female version of Gargal.
anwhile, the eager wizard started setting out scorpions, snakes, and so on for the arrangent. With Qin Muye suggesting an ambush on the witch, the wizard naturally acted first.
The witch ca to the foot of the high tower and called out to the high tower, “Lettuce, Lettuce, let your hair down!”
You can fly, can’t you? Just ride your broom into the high tower from the sky; why go through all this trouble?
After the witch climbed up the high tower, it’s unclear what she’s doing up there; however, the wizard began to panic, seemingly planning to rush up and rescue the Lettuce Lady, totally love-struck.
The Witch once again laboriously climbed down from above, and it seed she was ready to leave.
The Witch stepped into the manor, and Qin Muye could discern the other’s face in the moonlight. He really wanted to smack the Wizard across his face. Did they call this a “Winter Rose”?
In fact, Qin Muye didn’t need to wait for the Witch to co down as he could go up himself; he knew Flying Magic, just not the original version. Instead, it was a version he modified to suit himself since he couldn’t use the original due to his compatibility with the Red Prison Elent.
Qin Muye gave the other a curious glance, feeling sothing was off. Normally, isn’t it the Prince who should say this line? How did it end up being said by you, the villainous Wizard?
Qin Muye was certain that if the Wizard truly wished to take the Lettuce girl away, it wouldn’t be a case of love at first sight but rather one of repulsion.
Suddenly, such a thought popped into Qin Muye’s mind.
He pondered this matter; he had no Divine Bloodline or powerful backing. Was the other party letting him go that easily a bit too frivolous?
It was Qin Muye’s first encounter with the world of Witchcraft Magic. Well, a villain is a villain; nailed with that identity, even the magic they cast had a wicked bent.
Qin Muye quietly sized up the manor. The estate was large with many strange plants growing, which Qin Muye examined with his Crimson Pupil—most contained so form of special energy.
Qin Muye found himself wondering about one thing: How could hair grow so long?
As ti ticked by, the Witch still hadn’t co down, and the Wizard grew more anxious. He was still rational, or he might have ended up like the witch, yelling at Lettuce girl from below the tower to let down her hair.
First was the appearance: absolutely ugly. Then ca behavior: definitely evil.
This made the entire world seem very dangerous.
His thoughts were simple: So you really thought you could freeload, huh? Deals were made to capture the Witch first, but unexpectedly you wanted the Lettuce girl first?
He glanced at the broom hovering in midair, utterly bewildered.
He was the protagonist, typically ant to encounter many relevant events. It was just that lacking the Main Character Aura ant events wouldn’t follow the script.
Now, he had grasped the Wizard’s mindset, but honestly, it was truly bizarre that the Wizard couldn’t fly; probably due to being a dud product.
In fairytales, most heroines were beauty-conscious.
The Wizard’s analogy was quite subtle, with a hint of a sycophant’s deanor.
The Wizard beca increasingly excited, almost desperate to climb the tower and rescue the Lettuce girl, but after sneaking around the tower, he found no entrance, which made him even more agitated.
Clearly, the Wizard had been planning this for a long ti, but his purpose had also changed, from originally wanting the Divine Lamp to now desiring the Lettuce girl.
Thinking about it, it was a little absurd; he really didn’t expect two fairytale stories intersecting could lead to such nonsensical changes.
If not for the oddity in her singing voice, Qin Muye would have thought his Prince Charming Skill was functioning normally.
The Wizard nearby was clearly excited, under the circumstances, probably having even decided what to na their future offspring.
This was to contrast the story’s protagonist’s handsoness and righteousness.
The original was Qi System Magic, completely incompatible with him, just like the Magic Eye. If he were to truly use the Qi System thod to fly with Flying Magic, he wouldn’t lift off but could be buried in the ground.
From a distance, he saw a figure riding a broom under the moonlight.
In Qin Muye’s eyes, this world was not one of magic or witchcraft, but a world of gods; only those with Divine Bloodline mattered.
Sothing didn’t seem quite right.
These Wizards and Witches seed more like ordinary people who had mastered so special abilities and were thus cursed.
The Wizard had been observing this place for so long without hearing Lettuce girl sing. It was rely bad luck, while Qin Muye had the Prince Charming Skill and triggered it upon arrival.
He saw long hair tumbling down from the tower, and the Witch clambered up, though with so difficulty, looking very odd.
But he quickly dismissed the matter. It was sothing to be discussed later.
Qin Muye was puzzled though, how had he not been enchanted by the singing of Lettuce girl before?
As for the Witch inside? That was another matter entirely; everyone was so chard they probably couldn’t think too deeply about anything.
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