After the teacher becomes a succubus

The locals have all seen this picture, and the caravans that often pass by Tou Valon must have been impressed by it. Only the royal family can post such a missing person notice all over the country.The missing person notice used the highest level of photography, and the images were lifelike. However, the high definition is actually of little use.

The painting shows a baby with soft lanugo hair on its head, fists clenched, eyes closed into two lines, and the shape of the eyes and the color of the pupils cannot be seen.I think the children who are just a few months old look similar, especially those from good families. They all have a round head, light and sparse hair, and fat piles on their faces. They look soft and tender. Fragile and stereotyped.

Perhaps only the parents of the child can tell which one belongs to me among a large number of babies. As a single prodigal who has no children and does not plan to have children, I can only recognize the baby's fat, thin, black and white, race (from the shape of the ears, Whether there is fur, whether there are horns and hooves, which can be distinguished at a glance), any more will make you blind.I believe most people are the same, even if you can get a high-resolution baby model, it is impossible to know whether you have met the other person.What's more, this missing person notice has been posted for decades. Except for the black birthmark on the baby's collarbone, the person on the missing person notice must have no similarity with the picture.

The king of Tutalong is over 70 years old this year, and the eldest son of the emperor is nearly fifty years old. Not to mention him, even the first-born son of the eldest grandson of the emperor is no longer a baby.The missing person notice refers to the baby as the "Emperor's eldest son" because it was issued by the previous king.

More than 80 years ago, the lunatics on the chalk plain attacked the royal family of Tutalong. The army in the capital suffered heavy losses, and the eldest son of the emperor disappeared in the chaos.The king and queen were deeply saddened and issued a nationwide missing person notice. Ten years later, they gave birth to their second child, who is now the king.The new king did not revise the notice left by his parents, and the missing person notice of the "emperor's eldest son" was posted for nearly a century.

Occasionally someone will provide specious information, but for more than 80 years, the missing eldest son of the emperor has never been heard from.The missing persons notice is strengthened every year, and it is still as bright as new after decades.By now, it seemed to be one of Tutalong's strange icons, to which the young locals were as insensitive and indifferent as an old familiar landmark.Caravans passing by here will talk about it, but people just feel novelty.

The young guard was a little nervous. He probably hadn't seen anyone claiming to have information about the "Emperor's eldest son".The middle-aged patrol captain came running up and asked some questions, and my teacher insisted on talking directly to the royal family.The patrol captain had no choice but to warn us of the consequences of fooling the royal family, and sent us to the capital.

This series of processes is running fairly quickly, and it is likely to be part of the induction training process for border guards.As soon as Rachel took off the missing person notice, we were sent to the direct train to Tutalong Palace.There were others around, so I couldn't speak directly, so I tirelessly harassed Rachel in the spiritual realm.Probably because the road was too idle, or being harassed too much by me, Rachel connected the spiritual channel between us.

"Do you really know where the 'Emperor's eldest son' is?" I asked curiously telepathically.

"Isn't it obvious?" Rachel said. "It's me."

Even though I guessed a bit, I was still taken aback by this straightforward answer.

The eldest son of the emperor, who was born more than 80 years ago, disappeared during the turmoil of the black wizards in the Chalk Plain. These pieces of information are indeed correct.It's just how to put it, such a simple association is actually true, but it is surprising, and even suspects whether there is any conspiracy.Regarding Rachel's birth, there are countless conjectures inside and outside the tower. If I said "the mentor is a prince" at that time, the students in the tower would think that my brain is broken.

When I was a troubadour, I casually babbled a lot of stories about "the troubled and blackened nobleman Rachel", but they were all for money. The vulgar people who are willing to give money like to hear some explosive secret histories.The aristocratic status, which is widely praised among the common people, is not worth mentioning in the eyes of the spell casters. It is ridiculous and makes people sneer.My son in distress, do you think this is some kind of bedtime story or after-dinner reading?This routine is too vulgar.

Turns out my teacher was a prince.

"You look nothing like the current king..." I muttered.

"The current king is 70 years old this year, and he is just an ordinary person." Rachel stated, with a slightly raised tone, expressing the pride of being trapped by the devil in simple statements.

"I remember the royal family in Tutaron having blue eyes," I said.

"How many humans have you seen with red eyes?" Rachel said.

"That's on the premise that you are a human being!" I said, "Look, don't rabbitmen just have red eyes and white hair?"

"..."

"There are also bear people, the white variant." I said, "It is said that some bear people in the east have heavy dark circles, probably from staying up late, and red eyes are not surprising."

"..."

I said, "More importantly..."

The spiritual channel was closed, and she kept her eyes closed for rest. Rachel opened her eyes, looked at me, and fully expressed her doubts about my IQ and the threat of "would you please read again?" with one look.I judiciously piled up a smiley face and made a motion of zipping my mouth.

In fact, what I care most about is the birthmark. There is a slender and winding black birthmark in the middle of the baby's collarbone, like a snake entrenched.I've seen Rachel's naked collarbone, I've even touched it, licked it, and gnawed it.I know he has a mole on his ankle and a hazel freckle just below his left groin, and I can assure you that there is nothing between his collarbones.

White hair and red eyes are mostly transformations brought about by black magic, but what about birthmarks?Couldn't it be that Rachel thought it looked unattractive and used magic to remove it?

After talking nonsense for a long time, I didn't ask the most important question. In the past, it was really an intolerable mistake.But I'm not an apprentice now, and I don't need to hold a limited number of questions. I have to think for a long time before asking the instructor every time.Asking for advice should be simple and clear, and the longer the flirting, the better. The lack of flirtatiousness is another matter, and you can't help it, right?

It's ok, it's not a big deal.I am curious but not in a hurry. We are heading towards our destination, and the answer will always be seen slowly.

Two days later, we came to the capital, and someone briefly explained the precautions for meeting the king.Unlike the slow-moving and slow-response bureaucracy in my memory, we were summoned by the king in the early morning of the second day after arriving in the capital.

For the first time, I saw the king of my hometown up close, an old man with a neat beard.He has white beard and hair, and looks very kind, in line with the image of the old king in various picture books.Even though he was pampered and pampered, time still carved countless wrinkles on his face, making his eyes cloudy and his back slightly bent.Rachel stood opposite him, with a young face and sharp eyes.I looked at him and then at my mentor, and couldn't find any resemblance other than white hair.

It was complicated to think that this kindly old man was Rachel's younger brother.

The etiquette reminded in advance was almost useless. The king appeared directly and asked the news of the "emperor's eldest son" straight to the point.Rachel's answer was also quite direct, the same as when she answered me.

"It's me," he said.

The old king looked a little surprised. What old man wouldn't be surprised by a young brother?He looked surprised but not shocked, just said, "Prove it to me."

"Call the royal mage here." Rachel said, "Blood magic will prove our relationship."

The old king summoned the royal mage and drove away the idlers.I don't know what happened next, but as a "idle person", I was also kicked out.