Chapter １１

Slender eyes, angry eyes, no sound slipping from his mouth, he became more depressed, he ran away, his hand reaching into his arm, as if asking for help. King was even angrier, and suddenly stretched out his hand and took the other arm of the world, and told him to step back.

The whole world and the goddess were stunned before Wang Quan regained consciousness as soon as he sounded.

"Crown Prince... Retirement whatsoever I give thee; touch not whatsoever I do not give thee."

He even wanted to cry. He was not used to the rage of kingship, but he immediately understood the meaning of kingship.

Don't touch mortals. . . He's got it in mind.

"I'm sorry, brother, don't be mad at me."

Although he is a crown prince, he is still a little giant. Vanral sighed when he saw that he was jealous. Seeing the great emperor shed tears, he turned his indignant eyes to the kingship, which was still in tension.

"You are going to the royal ceremony soon, and I will let Garrett lead the team."

The king didn't want to be angered by the king, so he refused. Garrett, who was sitting behind him, heard his master's words and hurried forward to serve the crown prince without waiting for the crown to give orders.

Both disappeared, and so did the curved fangs of kingship. Now the world realizes what a fierce giant the kingship is. It is said that how long the giant's fangs bend depends on the ferocity of the giant. King's fangs are much longer than his. Deep down, he may be an impatient giant, but what does it matter? Now he is back to normal and has become an idiot giant.

"Brother, don't let anyone touch you again, do you know?"

The mortal rolled his eyes and said in a gentle voice, "Emperor, give me the leaves in my hair."

"That won't do either. If you have any more leaves in your hair, let it stick to it, and I will take it off for you."

The world sighed, and said again, "Do you mean to say that the Empire gave me the leaves from me, which made you mad with jealousy?"

This time, the kingship nodded unsteadily, and Worrall even skewed his face out.

"But the Empire is so young that there is no way to do me such a disadvantage as you do."

"Although very young, it is also very unreliable."

"You are a pervert."

"Because I love you."

"It's also distorted."

"That's because I love you too."

No matter what insult he received, the kingship was not discouraged, and accepted the scolding with a smile, which he himself could not bear, and had to speak directly.

"King, remember that if you think no one else can touch my body, because I will not allow it, you cannot touch my body yourself. You will never, and my heart will not be given to you."

The smile on King's face immediately disappeared, and his jealousy. What do you need to say?

"Why does the giant say that? My heart is broken."

It was no joke, the kingship really felt it, and Villali, uninterested, stared into his face and repeated without moving.

"Even if you force me and torture me by force, you will only get a cold corpse, which you will never get, and my soul will never belong to you."

I know Veral is not in love with him as much as he loves him, but there is no need to say that it hurts each other's hearts.

At that time, the kingship was angry, wronged and regretful, and even had no voice to speak.

The long, curved fangs came out of the mouth again, and both hands were clasped tightly in anger, shaking all over. Villar saw it, a little frightened, but stood still, staring at the railing. At last, the kingship purred.

"Well! Since you say so, I won't care about you any more!"

When the sound was over, he left, for he was in such a hurry that he wrapped up the aphrodisiac which he intended to give to the world, and after the ceremony he unconsciously fell to the ground.

Walla watched the wide backboard of the kingship disappear at the end of the line of sight, and then looked at the palm-sized cloth wrapped on the ground. When he picked it up directly and unfolded it, he found that it was dried flowers used to cook drinks.

This. . . The kingship will be given to me.

Having said so much, guilt suddenly welled up in my mind, but what should I do? That stupid giant is really upsetting. I can be jealous, because the world knows that one day it will be cherished by such a kingship. But that's. . . A huge child.

How did that guy get jealous? All he can think about is bad words.

How could he be allowed to do so, for being angry with the world, after many days, when the King was reluctant to visit, as if he had been driven away every time, and had cut off his heart without feeling? He also has his own dignity and arrogance, which is not his fault, and if he has to face it, it has to be what the world demands, not what he always does.

In spite of this thought, the kingship was in a hurry for several days, and the courage of those who wanted to see the kingship would suddenly drop, but once he was arrogant, he could only be upset. At last their anger was vented on their intimate servants, and the one who suffered the greatest punishment could not have been anyone but Garrett.

"I am the master of the world, and whoever I think I am, I have no tricks!"

The King could no longer remember when he made such a sound, and Garrett, who was kneeling beside him, sighed.

Meat can't be eaten, and skin can't sit on bones. If he doesn't know what he shouldn't know, he doesn't have to wash his master who is hurt in love.

"I want to... I want to... I want to kill me!"

Garrett said that if he really wanted to kill, he would open his eyes because he wouldn't do it again now.

"No, murder is too easy, because I can't find you!"

Garrett opened his eyes again. He saw that the kingship was the only one. Villar still leads a normal life and a happy life. His life was quiet, too, because he was not being followed.

"Damn it!"

The kingship, unable to do anything about it, pulled him by the hair, and made his soldiers sit there quietly, but he did not. An officer came in and whispered what the maid-in-waiting in the World Palace had told him, and Garrett's eyes widened. Before nodding his head for him to go out, he said to his master,

"The queen will calm down first, I have something to tell you."

The kingship paused, looked up, his face full of anger, and his fangs bent.

"Everything!"

"About the royal family, just at this moment, the maid-in-waiting reported something to the guard."

Hearing this, the king almost jumped for joy, but still put on an affectation.

"Well, you will come to me. I won't forgive you easily."

Garrett bit his master's lip, imagined, and went too far, a giant of the world, or a dream.

"Not that."

When I heard this sentence, my eyebrows frowned again.

"What's that?"

"Do you remember the plot to give Rivan the potion?"

King nodded. In fact, he almost forgot that he had come up with this attractive plan.

"Did you give the world that dried flower mixed in the pharmacy?"

"I didn't give it to you", but I can't remember where I put the dried flowers.

Garrett heard it with an embarrassed expression on his face.

If the kingship is not given, how can the kingship be like this?

Too much want to speak, which made the kingship burn out and had to ask him.

"What happened to my giant?"

"Just now the maids in the palace came to tell the queen that she had spring hair after drinking the dried flower drink. I think the queen gave it to her as planned."

Will the kingship keep its eyes wide open? Otherwise he will fall and the world will pick it up.

Perhaps so, for he suddenly remembered the day when the world and empire were walking together. After that day, he never saw dried flowers again, and then asked Garrett eagerly.

"How is Veral now?"

"Well... it was spring, and I kept myself in my room. The maid-in-waiting was very worried, so she hurried to him for help."

Immediately a smile appeared on King's face, and when he saw Garrett's eyes fixed on him, his fangs disappeared.

"Well, I'm going to see, and even how angry I am, I won't be so mean when I'm sick."

Having said this, he went out of the palace, dressed only in one dress, and walked as fast as a speeding car, which made his master mumble a few words in his heart.

When he was cut off, he was like he was eating, and now he is like he is flying chickens.