Xiuxian became the king of witches

"Although the mastery of swordsmanship is proficient, the response is still a bit short. Especially if you can be more sensitive in the counterattacks just now, you will have won the victory a long time ago."

"I……"

However, Janna hadn't enjoyed the pleasure of touching her head, but what followed was the witch's merciless criticism.Looking up carefully at the serious face, the girl couldn't help lowering her gaze.

Although she prides herself on chivalry, she has always maintained a humble and humble attitude.But for some reason, Xin'er, who was disappointed at this time, only wanted to hear the witch's praise.

Sure enough, I am getting weaker and weaker, and I can't even bear this little criticism.

Self-blame is the cornerstone of the king's road, and it is also the body that the girl protects herself.

On the other side, looking at the intimacy between the Witch and Janna, Chebman also became more and more annoyed, every movement of the body touching seemed to be a kind of ruthless mockery in his eyes.

boom--

The arrogance in his blood roared wildly, and his breathing became more and more rapid.Chebman only felt that his mind was covered with a layer of violent blood, as if there was an inexplicable voice echoing in his ears.

kill him!

The remaining rationality is fighting against this strange force for the last time, but the body has unconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword.

The next moment, the magic power in the whole body boiled completely, and only the violent killing intent remained in the bloodshot eyes.

kill!

The sword of speed was wrapped in amplified magic power, and the martial arts with all its strength slashed at Janna's defenseless back.Under the terrified gaze of the crowd, an irreversible tragedy seemed to happen.

when--

A gust of sword energy burst out, messing up the cloud-like long hair, but the fierce sword edge suddenly stagnated in the air, unable to move forward any more.

two fingers.

When Chebman saw that the Witch easily blocked his full-strength martial arts with two fingers.A sense of fear from biological instinct flooded his vicious gaze.

This!how is this possible!

It is different from the doubt and hysteria about unknown forces when he was defeated by Janna.Touching those cold star eyes at this moment, Chebman has no time to appreciate this peerless beauty.

Fragile!Small!

Facing those eyes, he had already lost the courage to continue holding the sword.The crushing feeling from the soul level made him tremble uncontrollably.

What happened to yourself?

Fear completely washed away the nameless rage in his heart just now, and Chebman calmed down a little before he realized what a stupid thing he had done.

"Do you still want to fight me?"

As the cold voice fell, the wooden sword held between his fingers cracked little by little.In the blink of an eye, the cracks had spread to Chebman who was completely absent-minded.

bang——

With a crisp sound, the wooden sword and Chebman's coat exploded like fireworks, turning into debris all over the sky, and the man who couldn't bear the pressure directly passed out.

The audience was silent.

Is she so strong?

Regarding the witch's strength, Jana had already made various estimates in her heart.However, when they met again at this moment, she still couldn't help being stunned.

Hitting a level 25 veteran fighter helplessly with just two fingers clearly has reached a high level.

She didn't need her own protection at all, and she saved herself again.

So it's kind of self-indulgent...

With childish dreams, immature children always like to present adults with gifts they think are precious.Or a strangely shaped stubborn stone, or a leaf with a special appearance.

But when the light of growth illuminates this cold reality, and looking back at the worthless treasure in their hands, most people only have the courage to throw it away, even if it carries the most sincere heart.

Just as Janna was about to see clearly the gap in reality, the indifferent fragrance broke into the girl's heart without any warning, and the soft words in her ears swept away all her thoughts in an instant.

"In short, today's Highness is very handsome."

Without giving the girl a chance to hesitate, a gentle touch on the cheek followed, like the most powerful spiritual impact, completely depriving the girl of all her thinking ability.

This dream is warm, lively, wonderful, and full of reverie...

"Thank you, my little hero."

The dazed eyes could no longer leave the smiling face, and Janna vaguely remembered that day when she was hiding in the canopy of the tree, peeking at the purest beauty in the spring breeze.

And now she's laughing for herself.

A kiss forcibly took away the color of the world.

With a smile, I helped her fill in her own color.

It's really cunning.

Seeing Jana's dazed appearance, Higrit chuckled, but her mind had already started to search for every suspicious trace in the courtyard.

Just at the moment when Chebman exploded, she vaguely sensed a strange aura emanating from the vicinity, but when she wanted to pursue it, it had completely disappeared.

It's him?

At this moment, a cold and hostile gaze on the observation deck on the second floor caught the witch's attention.

Looking at the tall figure, she recognized him as the eldest son of the "Red Dragon" duke's family - Nelson Stuart.

And beside him...Miss Aisha who is still in tears.

Chapter 37 Dawn Tower Prison

Facing the dim light in the carriage, Janna tried hard to read the poorly printed newspaper in her hand, and the corners of her trembling mouth couldn't tell whether it was because of anger or other emotions.

"Why are these people making up things like this? Are the people in the Publishing Department dereliction of duty?"

Janna, who has always read the official newspapers, had a taste of the tabloids for the first time.The headlines of various newspapers and magazines today have been slaughtered by what happened between her and the witch last night.

"Shocked! What kind of witches are you meeting with at night, His Highness the Prince?"

"A major event that Ota people must know! A great challenge from the Holy Empire!"

"Mysterious naked men appear in Dawn City! Is it the distortion of human nature, or the loss of morality!"

The contents of these market newspapers are all exaggerated, and one even made up a large section of the eclectic scene when Janna and the witch had a tryst.

The explicit description is too exciting for Janna, who grew up with traditional lady education and knight training, but her eyes are still peeping disobediently while her face is flushed.

Snapped--

The witch mercilessly took away the newspaper in Janna's hand, and after a few glances, she showed a knowing expression.

"If I told Your Highness that more than half of these newspapers are actually under my banner, would you believe it?"

Facing the playful look in the witch's eyes, Jana couldn't help being stunned, apparently not expecting the other party to say such a thing.

"Miss Higrit...why did you do that?"

Since the witch said that, it must have a deep meaning. In the past few days of getting along, Jana has become accustomed to the riddle attribute of the other party's words.

"It's very simple, because only by writing like this can you sell it."

His chuckling eyes glanced leisurely across the vulgar publication in his hand, turning it into a piece of flying confetti in the blink of an eye.

"Of course not this one. Someone will go to them for tea tomorrow."

Janna looked at the fly ash flying out of the window, forcibly wiped away the slight disappointment on her face, turned her head and continued to express her doubts:

"You certainly don't do this kind of thing because of money, so what is the purpose?"

Facing Janna's expectations, it was difficult for Sigrit to tell her that money was also an important part, and the flickering light in her star pupils couldn't help but become unfathomable.

"Think carefully after removing the exaggerated content. Sometimes the biggest title is not what you want to see. What is between the lines is the real expression."

Janna picked up the rest of the newspapers and glanced at them again, her eyes gradually revealed the brilliance of enlightenment.

"It turns out that these reports are writing about us on the surface, but they are actually targeting Chebman, the Duke of Mutterburg, and the Holy Empire they represent."

Higrit glanced at Janna beside her with some appreciation, knowing that such a simple question would not be difficult for this smart child.

"That's right, I've seen the surface. The Holy Empire is too famous, and the Holy City is the legendary promised land. A frontal attack is easy to backfire. Moisturizing things quietly is the best choice."

"Moisturize things silently..."

Janna silently recited this awkward and difficult vocabulary, and gained some insight in her thinking.

"There is no need to deliberately smear, the first thing to do is to pull the enemy down from the altar. Let the people see that the nobles of the Holy Empire also like to rob women, and they will also make a fool of themselves in duels, just like the nobles of Ota."

Hearing the witch's comment, Janna wanted to excuse the nobles of Orta.But after thinking about their usual actions, they swallowed their words again.

"It can be said that when they appear in the first newspaper, they have already lost."

As the crown prince, Janna naturally knew the real purpose of the visit of the Duke of Mutterburg. She said clearly that it was to exchange the latest magic technology and lead several foreign students to study in the Royal Public School.

Secretly, in the name of "God", he put pressure on Kastin for free preaching, church land taxation and other issues.To be dragged into such sidelines now is surely a blow to its sanctity.

"What about the deeper meaning?"

"This starts with why I can sell these newspapers."

Higrit opened the newspaper in her hand, put it on the girl's lap and circled a few pieces, and then began to talk eloquently:

"The literacy rate of civilians in Aurora City is the highest in the whole of Ota, and almost [-]% of them can complete simple reading. But those long editorials and obscure government orders, they neither understand nor want to read, they need more popular expressions. "

The articles published by the Witch Circle are also all kinds of exaggerated lace stories. Janna couldn't help complaining after reading it briefly:

"Then there's no need to write it like this?"

"Except for the survival needs of food and clothing, only the lace affairs of those noble young women and the romantic affairs of wandering knights can arouse most people's interest in reading."

Seeing Janna's cute face with her chin in thought, the witch rubbed her little golden head again and continued to explain:

"This is determined by social attributes. There is a natural gap between nobles and ordinary people. Even if you can scold the lord for being inhuman, the attitude of looking up is deeply rooted."

Thinking about the witch's profound but somewhat cold point of view, Janna's eyes drifted to that beautiful face.

"This kind of looking up gave birth to mysterious worship, and sex, as the first drive of the human id, allows them to find the most convenient resonance for them to understand in the peek into the private lives of nobles."

A ray of sunlight outside the window illuminated the snow-white skin, but it couldn't reveal the slightest sadness and joy in the calm expression, and there was only a detached attitude in the non-praiseful explanation.

"But this...isn't a good thing, I think it should be limited as much as possible."

In fact, every time she sees Higrit like this, Janna feels a little worried.I just feel that such a witch is not only distanced from herself, but more like separated from human beings.

The body doesn't feel any closer.

"You can't say it's good, but if you want to say it's bad, you have to evaluate it from the culture itself. The lace is just the appearance, but the essence is rooted in the culture. Even if the appearance is forcibly eradicated, it will only grow again in a different form."

Sensing the girl's approaching body, Higrit continued her speech with a chuckle.She and Janna stood at different angles, so the scenery they saw was naturally different.

This is not a simple right and wrong.

"If the soil cannot be fundamentally changed at this stage, it is better to use it to prevent the enemy from occupying the position."

Janna thought for a moment, but finally shook her head.

As the Crown Prince of Ota, she has naturally undergone professional political training, and she can also think about her own views on what the witch said.

"Some articles do have some deep meaning. For example, this border lord used the old system of the first night to seize the country girl. The deep level is still a discussion of land annexation and tax law reform. But this kind of meaning may be more obscure than the decree itself, and how many people can understand it? Woolen cloth?"

Seeing that Janna can think and question in such a divergent way, the smile on the witch's face became even stronger.

"It's not necessary to understand now, it's just a kind of precipitation and accumulation. When the spring breeze comes, what should be planted will inevitably be planted."

Seeing that Higrit's expression started to become strange again, Janna felt a little helpless.Compared with the knowledge taught by professional teachers, witches always like to speak ambiguous words.

"Innocent people only know good and bad, vulgar people only care about profit, wise people see the law. People have right and wrong, but the law does not."

Without disturbing the girl's deep thinking, Higrit continued to stroke her soft blond hair, and unknowingly began to braid it.

"Everything has its contradictions, but because of human limitations, many things are seen as two sides of the same thing from the outside, and you must distinguish between right and wrong. As the future king, when will you be able to grasp these social laws? Even if it is basically qualified."

This incomprehensible remark made Janna put down the book and fell into a soft embrace.Blinking those big emerald eyes stared straight at the witch's face.

"I always feel that I may not be able to comprehend these truths for the rest of my life."

The persistent and resolute Princess Her Royal Highness rarely showed a discouraged look, but her pure eyes seemed to be speaking more cryptic words to the witch.

I can't live without you.

"My Highness, in my impression, would not say such despondent words."

Higrit didn't respond, but just pinched that tender face lightly, feeling that the child had become a little bolder since last night.