after being forced to become a heartthrob

The outstretched wings of the crow were nailed to the table with two golden daggers.The black-robed priest had already taken off his hood. Under the faint light of the crystal ball, the smoky liquid in his hand, which was filled in a crystal cup, looked even more strange.

The frightened crow has woken up, Wen Rao saw the obvious panic in the crow's eyes, and smiled, "You're awake."

"ah--"

"ah--"

The wings that had been crushed to death by the dagger fluttered, and the black feathers rustled down.

Wen Rao shook the transparent liquid in the crystal cup, making a gesture of pouring it out, the crow's cry became more shrill, and the feathers on its wings almost fell off due to his excessive struggle.

"With my back, spread the curse in the main city of Nurian." Because of the light and shadow, there was no holy feeling on the gentle face at the moment, instead it looked gloomy and dangerous, "You are so brave, wizard."

The poor wizard was terrified. The wizard was born to spread evil curses, but after being turned into a crow servant by the priest, he hovered above the beams all day long and was forced to do some chores.While this made the wizard feel painful, he also felt deeply humiliated.He finally seized the opportunity to do a bad thing that fit his identity, but was still discovered by the priest.

Cursing is not good for Wen Rao, but it doesn't mean that he can't deal with this disobedient crow servant.

In the crystal cup, scalding boiling water poured down. Amidst the crow's screams, Wen Rao plucked all his feathers, leaving only the circle around his head.After the wizard became a crow's servant, his appearance was no different from that of a crow, so after his feathers were plucked, he revealed a body that was almost the same as that of an ordinary plucked broiler.

"ah--"

"Yeah—" There were cries of grief and indignation amidst the misery.

Wen Rao pulled the dagger out of the table, and the crow, whose feathers had been pulled out, couldn't fly with its wings fluttering, and could only limp and circle on the table.

Seeing the plucked crow, Wen Rao's bad mood of being teased finally eased a little, he sat back on the chair behind him, and said to the crow, "Now I will give you two choices, one, an antidote Give me, two, have a charcoal-grilled crow tonight."

"ah--"

"Yeah—" the crow flapped its flesh-colored wings, trembling uncontrollably.

Only then did Wen Rao suddenly realize that he didn't seem to have turned him into a human form. He was so angry that he forgot the fact that after the wizard became a crow's servant, he couldn't speak at all.He took out the potion from the cabinet, sprinkled it on the crow, and with a bang, the skinny wizard whose robes covered his body had been pulled into a beard, squatted on the table with tears streaming down his face.

"I said, I said everything, the antidote is..." Barabara, the wizard who changed back to human form, said everything.

In fact, when he woke up, he already wanted to confess and be lenient, but he was turned into a crow by the priest, and he couldn't speak a word.

Wen Rao didn't expect him to compromise so easily, he thought that this wizard would have to keep his mouth shut for a while.

The sorcerer who howled and told the antidote formula didn't have the courage to climb down from the table at all, buried his head in his arms, and cried until his whole body convulsed.It's so embarrassing, as a wizard, it's okay to be turned into a crow's servant, and he was forcibly stripped of his hair!

Wen Rao raised his hand, the wizard with snot and tears running down his face, put his arms around his head again in a panic, "What else do you want to know! I'll tell you! I'll tell you!"

Gentle, "Give me the antidote." He was too lazy to make any antidote himself.

The wizard took out a black potion vial from the only fluffy hair he had left, and handed it to Wen Rao, who took it, then turned the wizard back into a bald crow and threw it into the box middle.The moment he closed the box, he even threatened viciously, "If it's fake, I'll insert the hairs that have been pulled out of your body back one by one for you."

After speaking, the box was closed.

In Wangcheng, nearly half of the people were poisoned because of the poisoning of the spring in the main city.Prince Hillman, who is proficient in magic, can only analyze the composition of the poison in the spring water. It will take some effort to dissolve the antidote for the poison prepared by the wizard.But this is the main city of Nurian, and there are too many people in a coma, causing the main city to be completely paralyzed in all aspects.

And what Prince Hillman can do now is to order the spring to be blocked and urge the pharmacist in the palace to develop an antidote based on the poison formula he investigated as soon as possible.

Before the antidote came out, the only thing he could do was to appease the disturbed civilians.

"Brother, did the wizard really do it?" Isaac, who was following Hillman, couldn't help asking.

"Except for wizards, no one will develop such a large-scale poison." Hillman was inspecting the poisoning of civilians in the royal city, and fainted people could be seen almost everywhere on the streets.Seeing this scene, his expression became more and more worried.

The soldiers in armor standing guard on every street stopped and walked for a salute when they saw the two princes, and then hurried to other streets.

"I was careless. I didn't know that a wizard had sneaked into Nurian." Hillman blamed himself.

Isaac, who has been fighting abroad and his understanding of wizards comes from folk rumors, has no way to comfort him. He can only say, "Brother, it's not your fault. No one thought that there would be a wizard visiting Nurian. "

"In order to prevent that wizard from spreading more curses, we must catch him as soon as possible." When Hillman said these words, his expression was very cold.

Just as they were walking through the streets to check the spread of the poison, they heard cheers not far away.

"Priest—"

"It's the priest—"

"Save us, Lord Priest!"

Hearing the word priest, Hillman reflexively thought of that man who was neither holy, self-loving, nor vicious. "What is he doing here?"

But because of the voice, Isaac raised his head and glanced in that direction. There was a smile in his voice, "Isn't the duty of the priest to protect the common people? Maybe—this time, he brought the god What about the will of God." Isaac thought again, when he was in the slums, he saw the image of the priest holding a child in his arms and conveying the hopeful decree to the poor people suffering from the war and suffering.

Hillman showed a contemptuous smile undeniably.When his two younger brothers were fighting for Nurian, he had fought against this priest a lot.

Isaac looked at more and more people gathered in the distance, and said with great interest, "Brother, let's go and have a look."

Although he hated the priest very much, at this moment, Hillman also wanted to know what he wanted to do here.So when Isaac proposed, he didn't refuse, but followed him into the crowd.

Wen Rao was still wearing his black priest robe, even in the hot weather, his whole body was covered tightly.The only thing that can see him showing off is the long silver hair like ice and snow on his shoulders.

Surrounded by everyone, Wen Rao stood beside the blocked spring.

Ordered by Prince Hillman, the guards who did not need to approach the spring all followed the priest to make way for him when they saw the priest approaching.

"Help us, Lord Priest—my husband and child have passed out because of the curse in the spring." Someone begged.

Wen Rao took out a small black medicine bottle from his wide sleeve.He poured the contents of the bottle into the spring, then turned around, and said to everyone, "The curse in the spring has been broken, drink the water inside again, and you can wake up from the coma."

People believed in the words of the priest, and rushed forward to fetch the water.However, the guards who obeyed Prince Hillman's orders were not as tolerant as the priests. They isolated the poor from the side of the spring, "Prince Hillman ordered that before the pharmacists develop the antidote, no one will You can drink the poisonous water in the spring!"

"But, the priest said, the curse has been lifted!" The people who crowded forward refuted the words of the guards.

The guards were a little embarrassed, but they still maintained a posture of not retreating.

When a riot was about to arise, Hillman walked in from outside the crowd with Isaac and his attendants.Because of Hillman's closeness to the people, these civilians were very familiar with him, and when they saw that it was him, they stepped aside one after another.Hillman walked up to Wen Rao.He looked at the vial of medicine held in Wen Rao's hand, and said in a questioning tone, "Where did the priest get the antidote?"

Wen Rao said calmly, "It was given by God." God is always an omnipotent excuse.

"Can you show me the bottle?" Hillman said.

Wen Rao handed over the bottle. The carved skull on the bottle made Prince Hillman frowned, "This is a wizard's bottle."

Wen Rao's heart skipped a beat, but he remained calm on the surface, "The wizard's curse can only be cured with the wizard's antidote, of course."

Prince Hillman is really full of doubts about him.More than half of the people in the city are now in a coma. If the spring is opened at this time and the curse is not broken at all, more people will suffer.At that time, the situation will definitely be more tense than it is now.

"Can the priest guarantee that this antidote will be successful?"

Wen Rao, "..." Oops, when he came out, because he was in a hurry to detoxify people, he forgot to ask someone to test it first.But in general, that wizard should not have the guts to lie to him a second time, right?

Because of the gentle silence, Hillman's doubts became heavier, "Since the priests can't guarantee it, how can they tell the common people with such certainty that the curse has been lifted?"

Wen Rao was so choked by him that he couldn't speak.

Just when Wen Rao was thinking about whether to try it before coming here, the head guard who followed Wen Rao stood up, "I believe in the priest!"

Wen Rao and Hillman looked over together.

The young head guard took off the heavy helmet on his head, revealing his heroic cheeks that were reddened by the sun, "I believe in the priest." Egg hurts.It's not whether you believe him or not, but that wizard...

"Chief of the Guard..." Prince Hillman spoke reasonably.

Before Wen Rao could say the last word, the chief guard had already walked to his side.

"Prince Hillman, this is the spring whose curse was lifted by the priest." The head guard drew a small bottle of water from the spring just now.

It was the water in this spring that made nearly half of the people in Wangcheng unconscious.And so far, pharmacists have not yet developed an antidote.

The head guard poured the water from the bottle into his mouth.Everyone was waiting for his reaction, including gentleness.

One minute, two minutes passed, and the standing guard chief suddenly smiled at Wen Rao with his tense cheeks, and then he shouted to everyone, "The curse has really been lifted by the priest!"

Stiff Wen Rao: What the fuck, I'm almost scared to death, okay?

In the black robe, Wen Rao, already drenched in cold sweat, swallowed involuntarily.Fortunately, that wizard is afraid of death, otherwise if he tricks him a second time, wouldn't he be dead?

Gentle, who was still immersed in uneasy emotions, suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and the head guard in front of him knelt down already chanting his name.His kneeling seemed to be contagious, and the people in the surrounding crowd also began to kneel one by one.Prince Hillman looked at everything in front of him, and withdrew all the guards guarding the spring.

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Little Angel: Isn't it...too brainless?

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Wen Rao: Shouldn’t Jack Su be Long Aotian’s Su? I want a harem and girls

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