Slag attack classification system

Zhao Zhenhe took Tang Dun's hand, lowered his head, and gently placed a cold kiss on the back of his hand, "Your Highness—please let me be your knight."

The dance floor was full of broken vines, and the onlookers held their breath, feeling that the scene was elegant and noble.

Tang Dun's gaze on Zhao Zhenhe became softer, and his voice was as cool as spring water, "You want to be my knight...then take off the mask, I can never know the appearance of the people around me."

"Your Highness, I look ugly." Zhao Zhenhe said hesitantly, "I'm afraid to scare Your Highness."

"It's okay." Downton stretched out his hand, picked up the edge of Zhao Zhenhe's mask, and slowly lifted his mask. "Your name is Zhao Chou, right..."

Zhao Zhenhe couldn't help lowering his head slightly. After all, there were many people who were frightened by his appearance along the way, and he didn't want to scare away the prince who had finally approached.

A cold touch attached to his face——Prince Downton gently stroked the scar on his face with his hand, as if regretting, but also admiring.

Zhao Zhenhe raised his eyes and fell into Downton's smiling eyes. He said, "Please take care of me from now on, my knight..."

The aristocratic ladies and young masters who were watching were moved by this harmonious picture... Oh, their prince is really the best person in the world, he doesn't dislike the ugly appearance and bumpy disability of the common people, and even let him be his own knight. ..oh, hallelujah, their best prince!

And Zhao Zhenhe's eyes flashed thoughtful...Tang Zhi, is that you...

From that day on, Zhao Zhenhe became Prince Downton's accompanying knight. While protecting the prince, he was also responsible for the prince's food, clothing, housing and transportation. Downton's every move was similar to Tang Zhi's, which made Zhao Zhenhe's suspicion deepen.

But Downton didn't say anything... There are only two possibilities. First, the prince is not Tang Zhi; second, Tang Zhi's system threshold has not been adjusted successfully.

This morning, Prince Downton took him to the royal family gathering in the morning. Standing behind the prince, Zhao Zhenhe watched the sumptuous dishes being served up one by one. The elves were flying in the sky and sprinkled lemon juice on the dishes.

"Hour, come, eat one." Downton raised his hand and took a small cheese bun with pink cream on it.

The princes and nobles on the long table raised their eyes and looked at Zhao Zhenhe in surprise... Oh, my God, their cute and charming prince actually wants to feed others with his own hands!

Downton didn't wear a mask today, showing a stunning face like an elf prince. Zhao Zhenhe was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head slightly, "This is not in line with etiquette."

"I say it fits." The prince brought the cheese bag in his hand to Zhao Zhenhe's mouth. He opened his mouth reflexively, and strawberry-flavored cream splashed between his lips and teeth, as if an elf was dancing between his lips.

There was a smile in Prince Downton's eyes. He raised his fingertips and gently rubbed the cream on the corner of Zhao Zhenhe's lips with his thumb, and then he kissed his thumb lightly, just scratching the surface.

...Old cadre Zhao has never seen such a big scene, he blushed directly from his ears to his face, fortunately he is wearing a mask today...

The other royals on the long table coughed one after another, and the elf flying in the air even sneezed in surprise, oh, hallelujah... the noble lady sitting on the right hand of the prince frowned, with a bad expression on her face. Looking at Jo Jin-hak...

After breakfast, Downton asked Zhao Zhenhe to go to the bedroom to help him get his coat, saying that they would go out today.

After Zhao Zhenhe answered, he went to the prince's bedroom under the leadership of the unicorn, and stepped into Downton's room. There was a strong smell of lavender inside. There was a picture of a gentle and elegant noble woman on the wall. The woman had a kind face, a plump figure, and a doting and gentle smile on her lips.

The unicorn said, "This is Her Majesty the Queen. This painting was drawn by Her Majesty the Prince himself when he was ten years old."

Zhao Zhenhe froze for a moment, turned his eyes away from the painting, and finally found the coat that the prince was talking about in the innermost layer of the closet - a black corduroy trench coat, and a pair of brown leather gloves in the pocket of the trench coat.

Zhao Zhenhe locked the door and walked back with the unicorn again.

"and many more."

A noble lady came towards Zhao Zhenhe, and she stopped Zhao Zhenhe who was about to go back.

"Ma'am..." Zhao Zhenhe seriously bowed his head to the lady according to the etiquette of this kingdom, "May I ask if you need help."

"Zhao Choushi, I remember your voice, you are Zhao Choushi, aren't you!" The lady covered her mouth in surprise, she stretched out her hand, and rudely took off Zhao Zhenhe's mask, "Oh, God, it's really you, Why are you still alive—you should have been fed to wolves in the jungle by my followers!"

Zhao Zhenhe didn't move his eyebrows, he just took back his mask and put it on again, so it seems... this noble lady is the princess of the neighboring country who came to form an alliance... Lu Qier.

"Why is it so noisy?" Downton came over after hearing the shouts in the hall, holding a saber in his hand, his brows were slightly frowned, "Small, what happened?"

Lu Qier ran to Prince Downton as if asking for credit, "Your Highness, this Zhao Choushi is not a good person. I have seen him use black magic with my own eyes!"

Seeing Lu Qier's appearance, Zhao Zhenhe couldn't help but think of what the system said before——

【Zhao Choushi escorted the princess into the castle, but met a group of black magicians on the way, he was forced to use black magic, and finally saved the princess in a dangerous way, but the princess and her guards felt that he was using black magic. He is a monster.

The princess asked his guards to stab Zhao Choushi and throw him into the mountains. 】

Zhao Zhenhe raised his eyes, he was not sure if the prince would believe him...

Downton didn't seem to take this matter to heart, he just took his windbreaker from Zhao Zhenhe's hand and handed him the saber. He even raised his hand to help Zhao Zhenhe brush off the dandelion on his neck.

"Prince, don't you believe me? I really don't think this person is a good person. You must believe me!" Lu Qier's tone became more and more urgent, "Could it be that you would rather believe a poor pariah than me Is it?"

Downton turned around and glanced at her with cold eyes, "My knight, I don't allow anyone to slander me, take back what I just said."

"..." Lu Qi'er's eyes dimmed, "Dangton, you clearly know my feelings for you, but you are not even willing to give me your trust."

Lu Qier has always been interested in Prince Downton since she was a child, and this time she chose to form an alliance at this juncture, and it was also to participate in the event selected by the princess. Unexpectedly... the prince rejected her directly, and now...

"Send the princess back to her own room." Tang Dun didn't give Lu Qier another look, and led Zhao Zhenhe away.

Lu Qi'er was left where she was, her body trembling slightly from anger and shame, she... She is even inferior to a pariah... How unreasonable...

Tang Dun lightly jumped onto the magic carpet, he stretched out his hand, and pulled Zhao Zhenhe up with all his strength. I don't know if it was intentional, but Tang Dun used ten minutes of his strength, and Zhao Zhenhe staggered into Tang Dun's arms inside.

There is a scent... like lavender, like toffee.

The magic carpet curled up in mid-air, and then stretched out one by one, flying quickly into the sky. The warm wind brushed past them. Zhao Zhenhe sat up straight, and Tangton touched his empty arms, looking a little bit lost .

When brushing against the cotton candy clouds, Downton took one off and stuffed it into Zhao Zhenhe's mouth, it was sweet and soft.

"Look at the kingdom below."

Zhao Zhenhe followed the prince's line of sight and looked down—the castles and colorful houses were small. From this angle, they looked like candies of various shapes. The air was full of dandelions, which was warm.

The magic carpet has been marching for a long time, and the people and houses on the ground are bathed in the sun, and they are peaceful, and the twittering of unicorns is heard from time to time... People seem to be very happy, they are full of smiles, and they are colored by fairy tales.

but--

As the magic carpet goes forward, the colored places become less and less like being bitten by ants... The black corners gradually appear in the house group, where there is no unicorn music, no people's laughter, just Faintly drifting black mist.

"That's the territory occupied by black magic." Prince Downton's expression became serious, "The closer we get to the desert, the more black magic wizards are. They occupy the houses of the people, kill their compatriots and steal their property. They are like greedy people. locusts are never satisfied."

Zhao Zhenhe looked down again, and there was a whole piece of black, which was connected with the golden desert, and the sweet smell in the air was no longer there, replaced by the stench of blood.

"If black magic continues to invade like this..." Downton pressed the magic carpet, and the magic carpet turned and walked back, "Then the entire fairy tale kingdom will become a desert, and there will be no more unicorns and elves. A group of people will treat the people like slaves, so - I need your strength, we must take the initiative to meet them."

Zhao Zhenhe raised his eyes, and met Prince Downton's gaze earnestly and sincerely... He finally knew why the people loved this young little prince...Zhao Zhenhe saw a strong sense of responsibility in Downton.

A kind of natural leadership, some people seem to be born to be kings.

"The knight will always exist for you." Zhao Zhenhe bowed his head.

Hearing Zhao Zhenhe's words, Tang Dun couldn't help laughing. He stretched out his finger and slowly scratched the scar on Zhao Zhenhe's face.

"You..."