Nuan Nuan Saves the World [Comprehensive British and American]

The raw materials of potions in the non-materialist world are not always reassuring.

Especially for Peter, a young man who thrived under the banner of materialism, and under the guidance of the great scientist Mr. Stark, his first choice was to become a scientific worker who occasionally doubles as a superhero. It is really hard for him to imagine how to boil the gemstones in it into potions.

Although he has indeed seen Chris perform all kinds of extremely unscientific magic, or use some weird raw materials to make some weird potions and props, but Peter admits that Chris's methodical operation method is similar to that of Chris. There is an essential difference between Luo's reckless and clumsy appearance.It was hard for Peter to feel any more confident when he saw Kloe grab a handful of untreated and soiled herbs and throw them into the pot, and say those "red flames yellow daisies" spells.

Even as the protagonist of this story, Crowe can always get what he needs when he needs it, even if he loses his way completely after wandering around in the forest for a long time, and there is a witch's cabin standing in front of him as soon as he turns a corner.

Only a witch who lives in the forest can brew the potion to awaken the light. She lives in a small wooden house on the edge of the forest. The outside of the wooden house is full of bright and fragrant roses. It is said that she has a bottle of magical perfume that can make people smell The man of that fragrance is in a wild and unquenchable love.

It's like the fairy king's potion in A Midsummer Night's Dream. When you drop it on your eyes, you will fall in love with the first creature you see, whether it is human or not, beautiful or ugly.

The witch also owns such a magical bottle of love perfume. There are ten thousand drops of morning dew, ten thousand stars, and ten thousand kinds of flowers brewing in the glass perfume bottle. Anyone who smells this fragrance will fall into a frenzy involuntarily. In love, there is no room for any other existence in the eyes.

The beauty of love nourishes the large roses in front of the witch's door. Thousands of beautiful roses bloom the most fragrant and beautiful flowers in the world under the rain, dew and sunshine of love. exhausted.

Even the elf Crowe, who lives in the elf forest full of exotic flowers and plants like spring all the year round, has heard of the delicate fragrance of thousands of roses.

Countless people visited the forest for the witch's love perfume, and countless people came to this small forest for the beauty of the thousands of roses. They stopped for a long time by the clear stream and were amazed by the gorgeous fragrance that they had never seen before. .

Only Chloe and Peter, neither came for the love perfume, nor indulged in the beauty of the rosebush.They knocked on the witch's closed door, and the wooden door with the bunches of pine cones creaked and fine dust fell.

I don’t know how long it has been unoccupied in the cabin. The dust in the sun was flying everywhere, and Klau sneezed several times in succession. He wrinkled his nose and buried his face in Peter’s clothes, muttering in a muffled voice: “No one is here. ah."

"Go out and wait for a while, I'll see if I can find any clues." Peter took out a handkerchief and wiped Chloe's red nose, "It's too dusty here, you're going to feel uncomfortable."

Crowe nodded with a sniffling nose, obediently holding his small package and waiting outside the door, "You should also pay attention." He asked in a low voice, pawing at the edge of the wooden door and looking into the room quietly.

The cabin has probably not been lived in for a long time, all the furniture is covered with a thick layer of dust, the roses in the vase have long since withered, and the crumpled petals are scattered on the table, showing a dull rust color.

Peter covered his nose with one hand, and walked lightly around the room. He saw many dusty magic books on the bookshelf, and in the drawer, he saw the diary that recorded the witch's little thoughts.

——The witch also fell into a bitter and hesitant love. Her sweetheart was a proud and handsome prince who admired the beauty of roses, but was never tempted by anyone.He doesn't need the pity of love, which is not as beautiful and precious as a rose in his eyes.

The rose in front of the house has lost its color in the eyes of the witch since then. She lingers on the trail where the prince walks every morning, hides in the flowers and watches the handsome face of the prince. Roses in vases withered on furniture.

The prince will not fall in love with anyone, and his heart is as cold and hard as a stone. The witch suffers from this, struggling and uneasy holding the perfume bottle that can bring love.

She yearns for the fragrance of love, but clearly knows how hypocritical and shallow the love brought by magic is, just beautiful and erratic soap bubbles.

When she saw the prince walking out of the forest with his horse, the squirrel that had sighed for her hopeless love for a long time jumped down from the tree and knocked over the perfume in her hand. Step down and look around.

He should have seen the witch hiding shyly and anxiously behind the tree, if the impatient Peter came out of the bushes in a hurry-the young man just wanted to stop the witch who was about to leave with her skirt, and wanted to ask She brews a potion that awakens the light.

But the prince saw him, the bright eyes of the young man accompanied by the rich fragrance ignited the fire of love in his heart, he couldn't help but strode forward and grabbed Peter by the corner of his clothes, holding back the witch who was chasing the witch youth.

"What's your name?" the prince asked, when he was swallowed by the flames of love, all the indifference and arrogance surrounding him were burned into hot and bright lights, dancing and flickering in his cold light blue eyes , dyed his pale face crimson.

Peter angrily turned around and wanted to shake off the prince's hand, just because this guy interrupted him, he watched the skirt of the witch disappear into the forest, but when he turned his head and saw the prince's face, he couldn't help being slightly startled .

"Ah!" Crowe, who was lying in his arms, widened his eyes and let out a small cry, stretching out his short hand to reach the prince's cheek, "It's the same!"

That's right, the prince has a face that is almost exactly the same as Crowe's, to be precise, Chris's, except that his hair is not dark gray but silvery white like moonlight, and his pair of eyes are as cold as broken ice floating in the sea. natural eyes.

Those eyes were too blue, like fragments of stars turned into bright light in the pupils.

To be reasonable, looking into those eyes Peter panicked a little.

He knew very well that the guy in front of him had nothing to do with Chris, except that they had the same face and looked the same.But the way those eyes stared at him made him always have the illusion that Chris was looking at him through something. He was always on his back like a live broadcast of cheating, and he would be hit by Chris smiling every minute. The sense of déjà vu of revenge.

Peter shook off the prince's hand like an electric shock, held Crowe, who was still staring at the prince curiously, in his arms to prevent him from peeking, glared at the prince who was still pouring out his love words, and jumped onto the branch Chase the direction in which the witch is fleeing and leave quickly.

He remembered the original appearance of the story—Crow went to the forest to find the witch with the gems condensed by Dulcy toilet water, but the witch was deeply in love with the prince at that time, although she relied on the magic of perfume Having won the love of the prince, and living an ordinary and happy life with the prince in a simple farmhouse, she is still very clear about the falsehood of this love deep in her heart.So she is happy and sad, happy and painful, like a child with a hot candy in her mouth, who is so painful that she is reluctant to part with that wonderful sweet taste.

Until Chloe brought the dew of Tulce, and asked her to brew a potion that could awaken the light—the fragrance that could awaken the light was also enough to awaken the prince who was addicted to the illusion of love.

The love brought by magic is originally a castle in the air, and any external force will burst like a soap bubble.

The glass perfume bottle shattered on the stone like a witch's broken heart.

Leaving aside how much hatred Chris had for the witch and the prince when he wrote this story, the truth that magic cannot be exchanged for love is clearly explained.It is impossible for an arrogant prince to fall in love with a witch with animal ears and fangs, even if he is devoted to the witch under the influence of magic, he is willing to challenge the dragon on the glacier for her, find a beautiful crystal for her, and is willing to abandon his prince for her. I lost my identity and lost the expectations and responsibilities that I had to bear since birth. After the enthusiasm for magic faded, all that was left was the absurdity and unreasonableness. A horrible nightmare.

The young witch has only eyes for love, for which she gives her all, and which she puts above all the world.She hoped that the prince would do the same, and he could give up everything for this love, and treat this love as the whole world.

But love is never everything in this world, even in the world of fairy tales, there are stories other than love.

No one can deny the witch's true feelings and hard work, but her honey is like my arsenic. The prince has long accepted the reality that his marriage has become a bargaining chip on the negotiating table, and he has accepted that he will sacrifice everything for the kingdom and his people. The future of his life--for him, that is far more important than a love without reason, and what he longs for is a marriage without any emotional disturbance, and only needs the purest alliance of interests and partners.

Love will go bad, but benefits will never expire.

What the witch gave him was nothing more than a terrifying nightmare that moved him. When he woke up from the dream, he had to face the kingdom that was panicked because of his departure, the political situation that was no longer stable because of his own evil intentions, the allies who lost trust in him, and the fact that he was raped. Family members who have been harmed by their unreasonable behavior.

It was in this situation that Crowe helped the embattled prince, stabilized the chaotic situation in the kingdom with his magical elf magic and ingenuity, and regained the trust and support of the people for the prince. Thank him for his willingness to lend a helping hand to his favorite precious sword. With that sword, Crowe successfully passed the magic chessboard of the white queen in front of the Queen of the Night Castle and got the chance to advance.

But now, the perfume of love has been applied to our poor, innocent Peter who already has a boyfriend (emphasis added), making the prince fall in love with him and chase after him to pour out his love .

The witch in front of Peter is desperate and suffering, clutching the perfume bottle tightly in her hand, not knowing what to do—if she smashes the perfume of love, the prince will surely wake up from this inexplicable love at first sight soon. But she who lost the love perfume will never have the chance to get the prince's love again; if she doesn't smash the bottle of perfume, the prince will be devoted to this false love all his life, and she has no chance at the same time .

The witch shed tears in pain.

Peter, who was chasing after her, wanted to cry without tears. He repented deeply for three seconds, why couldn't he be more calm and calm, and take action with his brain, so that he wouldn't appear in such a head-ache The accident, wanting to bang his head on a tree every minute instead of facing reality.

"We have to get rid of that...that guy in the back." Seeing the prince's face that is extremely similar to Chris, Peter chose a more neutral word to describe the troublesome guy behind, "Use your magic , Crowe."

Crowe nodded vigorously with a puffy bun face, lying in Peter's arms and reciting the spell earnestly. Although he was only a young elf, he already knew how to use a lot of useful magic—the thick fog followed His spell diffused in the forest, and the milky white mist was like layers of veils, covering all sight in an instant.

The prince only had time to see Peter's back jumping onto the branch, and the next second he lost track of his sweetheart.

And Peter was the same, only had time to see the witch's skirt flashing past among the rose bushes, and in the blink of an eye, there was only a dense fog left.

"..." He looked down at Crowe speechlessly.

Crowe looked at Peter with those big innocent eyes blinking, grinned twice, and scratched his messy hair.

Although he already knows a lot of useful magic, but every time he casts magic, there will be some small problems.

The author has something to say:

Today's set is from [True Love Magic], the new set was not saved because I misremembered the time QAQ

Although this story is very pitiful from the witch's point of view, it is even more unlucky from the prince's point of view. He just came to visit the roses for a trip. Is it wrong to be too handsome? !Because after the magic falls in love with the witch, it will be tested to challenge the dragon to give up its identity. It is reasonable to say that the prince brought the witch to a banquet and the whole city is carnival for the prince's love. Later, the witch wants the prince to abandon the country and become a farmer. ...

This may be one of the few stories in my Nuan Nuan that I don’t feel regretful about being BE.

After all, magic cannot be exchanged for love, love is exchanged by heart-to-heart [pure personal opinion]