Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

Is this the wilderness?

But do these plants exist in the wild?

she does not know.

My mother has always disliked them and never taught them these things.

Suppressing her inner unease, the younger sister tried her best not to worry her older sister.

This is one of the few things she can do.

"Clap, clap, clap."

A crisp sound rang out as the palm of his hand touched the ground.

The two sisters immediately looked anxiously toward the source of the sound, like frightened little animals.

It was a dark passage, and the sound came from inside.

Soon, the owner of the voice appeared before the two of them.

That was a human being, or at least it looked like one.

He had meticulously styled blond curly hair.

A magnificent crown shone brightly in the sunlight, its jewels radiating dazzling brilliance.

The man had a proud look on his face, but it wasn't pretentious; it was as if he was born that way.

It was as if this pride emanated from within, as naturally as drinking water and breathing.

Anyone who sees this face will immediately think that he is a nobleman.

At least nobles.

However, the man was not wearing anything.

To be precise, he wasn't wearing an outer garment.

The air of nobility he exuded in every gesture was completely at odds with his naked body.

Some of them are even so funny that they make you want to laugh.

However, the two sisters, huddled in the corner, dared not utter a sound of laughter.

They always feel fear towards adults.

"Hmm? I didn't expect there to be two little girls here."

Looking at the two sisters with some surprise, the man spoke slowly and deliberately.

The intonation and rhythm of the voice evoke images of high-society ladies at royal banquets.

It seems like he'll start talking eloquently about national affairs at any moment, putting on a compassionate and sympathetic air.

"Hello sir."

The little girl, being the older sister, spoke first.

At the same time, he instinctively shielded his younger sister behind him.

The man raised an eyebrow; it was a language he had never heard before.

However, he was blessed by fairies when he ascended the throne, so he could understand all words and make others understand his words.

Even if it's just directed at those who don't have special powers, that's enough.

His goal was to let all the people of the country feel his glory.

Ordinary people have no special power.

At least he wouldn't allow it.

"I'm asking you, what do you think of my new clothes?"

"Of course, children who cannot see do not need to answer."

With his arms outstretched, the man tilted his head slightly and asked.

He was ready to receive praise.

However, being a benevolent king, he made a special exception for the blind little girl, allowing her to remain silent.

This is his benevolence as king.

“I…I think it looks great, sir.”

The younger sister, protected behind her older sister, said timidly.

She actually knew that the man was not wearing anything.

But she still chose to lie.

If a disfigured person came up to her and asked if she was handsome, she would probably answer that she was.

Upon hearing his sister's return, the king's expression grew even more arrogant.

That's the answer he wanted to hear.

"Yes, you are very good."

Nodding in satisfaction, the king pulled out a few gold coins from somewhere and threw them into the begging bowl in front of the two sisters.

The gold coins with exquisite patterns spun in the air and landed in the begging bowl with a crisp sound.

"Thank you."

Hearing the noise, the older sister quickly spoke up.

She usually makes a living by begging.

Although many people throw can rings into her begging bowl, she will still sincerely say thank you.

She was already very happy that they didn't take the money.

"Choose my reward."

The king spoke arrogantly, then turned and left the abandoned factory.

He wanted more people to see his new clothes.

The two sisters breathed a sigh of relief after the man left.

"He's a good person."

The older sister groped for the begging bowl and said with emotion.

Although she spoke with arrogance, her sister thought the other person was indeed a good person.

"Ah."

Nodding, the younger sister echoed.

She thought so too.

The king, having left the abandoned factory, stopped a woman.

"You just said I wasn't wearing anything?"

The king, his face calm and revealing no emotion, spoke indifferently.

"What new clothes? You're nothing but a perverted exhibitionist. Get the hell away from me."

The woman with heavy makeup said with a look of disgust.

Seeing this pervert first thing in the morning is absolutely awful.

The king did not get angry at the woman's disgusted words.

With a gentle wave of her hand, a black thread appeared around the woman's mouth.

Then......

"What is this? Ah!"

"Woo!"

A sobbing sound rang out, but the king left the spot without changing his expression.

Some people's mouths should be sewn shut.

Chapter 345 The Addiction of the King

The proud emperor gave a large amount of treasure to two men who claimed to be able to make the most beautiful clothes in the world.

They advertised that no clothes could be more beautiful than this one, but this dress has one unique feature.

“Any incompetent or foolish person cannot see this garment.”

This is what they said to the emperor.

At this moment, the emperor, dressed in new clothes, was swaggering along the road leading to the city.

Because the abandoned factory was far from the city, there were very few witnesses along the way.

And the eyewitnesses...

"Woo——"

The man in the suit knelt on the ground, his hands trembling as he covered his mouth, documents from his briefcase scattered all over the floor.

These documents, which men usually care about most, are now scattered among the weeds like a pile of trash.

Drops of bright red blood seeped from between the man's fingers.

A black thread sewed the man's mouth shut, just like an old man sewing clothes.

One stitch above, one stitch below, one stitch above, one stitch below.

The pierced lips were quickly soaked in blood.

Warm blood flowed from the wound, pooling on his chin, and then dripped into the man's palm.

The pain signal invaded the man's brain, and his trembling hand tentatively touched the thread at the corner of his mouth.

"Woo!"

An even more intense pain suddenly struck.

Crimson blood vessels filled the man's pupils.

The man's expression contorted in intense pain, but he had to try his best to control it in order to avoid aggravating his wounds and causing even more pain.

A somewhat comical expression appeared on the man's face.

However, the man felt no urge to laugh at all.

A glistening tear appeared in the corner of the man's eye.

This is incredible for a man who is about to enter middle age.

However, at this moment, the man was indeed overwhelmed by the intense pain.

Perhaps it's not just because of the pain.

There may also be feelings of grievance and anger.

He didn't understand why he had to suffer like this.

He simply went to the company as usual to prepare for work and to take the opportunity to check out the nearby facilities in preparation for his report later.

However, a blond man wearing only his underwear swaggered into his path.

The man had originally intended to avoid this guy who seemed very problematic.

Whether this guy is mentally ill or a performance artist is none of his business, and he doesn't want to get involved in anything strange.

Just as he was about to pretend he hadn't seen anything and leave, the blond man suddenly spoke.

Do you think my new clothes look good?

New clothes?

What new clothes?

The man was taken aback, and for a moment he couldn't recall the story of the Emperor's New Clothes.