Zhao Hao sat by the bed and pulled a piece of clothing and wiped it. He didn't understand why he, a gentleman, had fallen to this point.

Queen Jian, who was already as soft as mud and sleepy as she was sleepy, appeared silently behind him. A sweaty arm wrapped around Zhao Hao's neck, and a hand held the dagger that Zhao Hao gave her in one hand and pressed it against Zhao Hao's neck.

The dagger slashed around Zhao Hao's chin...

"You'd better be careful! If I'm in a bad mood one day, I might give you a knife like this!" She was still breathing with a harsh word, but she really lacked some shock.

What's more, Zhao Hao's current armor is no longer something that this sharp dagger can damage.

This thing doesn't break the defense at all, and shaving is almost awesome.

"It seems that you still have the strength? I am not well served! Look at the trick~"

Zhao Hao turned around and threw him down...

It was not until dawn that Zhao Hao had a rest.

The two finally started chatting and got to know each other.

Queen Jane's full name is Jane Termolia, and this country is called the Kingdom of Termolia. It is said that the history is not long, and the ancestors have established the kingdom for less than three hundred years.

Jian was originally an ordinary princess in a small country. Normally, he should have married a noble or knight. The best situation is of course to marry a prince.

Jian leaned against Zhao Hao and whispered: "My upbringing nanny often reads me some knight novels, secret history of nobles, etc. I thought I could be like in novels... Do you know? I have been fascinated by the stories in those novels since I was a child. I hope a prince charming can save me and make things difficult for me. As a result, you told me to rely on myself!"

When Zhao Hao heard this, he said: What's wrong with relying on himself? Relying on himself... Wait, do you talk about the secret history of aristocratic people? Come and use it for me to criticize!

Zhao Hao got the big thick book and read it for a while, his expression changed: "Your nanny has read this kind of book to you since she was a child. He is so emperor than the emperor uncle I wrote!"

Various details are described in microscopic, atmosphere, environment, dialogue, onomatopoeia, etc.

Oh, I'm embarrassed to say it, it's all* if I say it.

This really starts with the baby! You guys are so progressing here!

"By the way." Zhao Hao asked, "How old are you, Jane?"

"I will celebrate my 17th birthday in three months, what's wrong?"

"...It's nothing, I'll surrender myself when I go out. Let the law punish me!"

In this way, Zhao Hao became His Highness the Prince of the Kingdom of Taimolia again.

What he didn't expect was that the next day he found that he had just "slept for a night" and his thirteenth iron wedding dress magic skill actually broke through to the second level!

Is something wrong?

Me, I don't want to work hard anymore?!

...

Zhao Hao left on a crane, after all, the business has not started yet.

Although Queen Jane was cruel, she still felt tears when she waved her goodbye.

Zhao Hao got the map, but only the northern part is quite detailed, especially the countries and towns in the northern mountainous areas are very clear, but after more than 500 kilometers, there are only approximate locations of some big cities.

Mountains and rivers are also marked very simple, and they can only be used as a reference and cannot be studied too deeply.

However, when he left, Jane also asked the ministers for Zhao Hao, saying that a small country nearby was causing trouble.

It is said that the king has not been able to leave a descendant for many years, and is now spending all his family fortunes, and he has offered many rewards from Sabi for help, and many strange people have gone to make a living.

Zhao Hao is going to see what is going on at this time.

After flying for a while, Zhao Hao lowered his height and planned to find a place to have a meal first. But before he could land, he found someone below.

Tiama Siro is a folklorist in Yige. He was less than forty years old and was very unsatisfied. He could only say that he could only make a living by making a living.

However, he is not an ordinary person. Because he has been studying various ancient folk customs all year round, he accidentally came into contact with the inner world a few years ago.

Although he has never had any direct contact or in-depth understanding, he knows that there are some "strange people" in this world.

If it weren't for the difficulties in life, he could only rely on his own research to fool the suckers and eat and drink. He really wanted to pursue that magical world and pursue his dreams!

However, if you don’t have enough food, everything will be useless.

Just two days ago, he was taking a nap when a strange word suddenly rang in his ear, which was the sound of ancient Italian with aria, like singing. Then when he opened his eyes, he was in an ancient small farmhouse.

Originally, he was still calm in the face of danger, and with some eloquence, he mainly looked good and was very interested, so he had a happy chat with the hostess of the farm.

The woman, who was in her thirties and had already grown old and was dressed in gray, was amused by him and didn't mind treating him to some potatoes or something. Perhaps she was providing a good place to sleep...

However, halfway through the meal, not to mention sleeping later, the stout farmer killed him! Holding a handful of feces fork, he chased Siro three kilometers away!

Although he was eventually spared from being split to death with his long legs, he also got lost in the wild.

After being hungry for a day, several hungry wolves were targeted by them.

The three hungry wolves were as wise as they were, and their eyes were different from ordinary beasts. In other words, the three of them could not climb trees, otherwise Siro would have been a pile of feces now.

Siro, who had been trapped in the tree all day, held the trunk, and cried bitterly while singing in an opera-like aria: "Ah~ Survive, or Destruction. This is a question! God~ I will give you this question, please answer me~ If possible, at least let me eat first..."

Zhao Hao sat on the crane, hovering at the height of the tree canopy, looking at the guy holding the tree branch and closing his eyes, crying while moaning.

At this time, Xianhe was confused: "Is this person sick?"

Zhao Hao nodded: "It seems. Let's not bother him, let's go."

Na Siro was about to collapse, but suddenly he heard someone talking on his head. When he looked up, he found a man and a crane stretching his neck and looking at him with a caring and mentally retarded look.

"Oh, God! Is this your answer? Thank you, thank you!"

Zhao Hao curled his mouth: "You should wait for your God to answer you. I'm leaving, bye bye~"

Seeing the crane flapping its wings and flying out more than ten meters, Na Siluo was immediately panicked.

"Oh no, hero, warrior! You are my God, don't abandon me~~~(sing it out)"

Zhao Hao: This kind of flattery is really comfortable. Someone is singing a song to flatter.

At this time, the three wolves under the tree saw a crane more than two meters long flying on their heads. They had already seen that the situation was not good and crawled away on the ground.

I can only say that some animals in this world are really unusual.

Such a wolves with such a sensible price are much smarter than many brainless villains!

...

"Oh, Mr. Zhao Hao, thank you, it's so delicious. Can I get some more?" Xi Luo swallowed it voraciously and ate all kinds of food whole.

After getting Zhao Hao's approval, he even stuffed it into his mouth.

This is because of hunger. After all, although I was in a down-and-out manner before, I could still have a meal by fooling me in the civilized world.

It was really not like this when I hadn't had dinner for nearly three days, and I was forced into the tree by three wolves, and I was already waiting to die.

Oribaya: It’s strange. I didn’t remember throwing away the leftovers of yesterday. Why are they gone?

"So, are you a person who represents the world? Italian?"

"Yes sir. I am a folk expert, expert!"

"Then are you familiar with fairy tales? The earliest ones."

"Familiar! Too familiar! That's my strength! I can tell you the source of the fairy tale that has been around for three hundred years!"
Chapter completed!