Your Lord Has A Screw Loose?

Chapter 157: 159: Two Fairy Tales...Collapsed

Chapter 157: Chapter 159: Two Fairy Tales…Collapsed

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‘From the singing to the appearance, it’s truly enchanting, giving me an urge to dissect it and find out the principle behind it.’

‘As for value, now it’s Lettuce Girl over Witch over Wizard.’

“…”

“Otherwise, would it offend the gods? No worries, you’re next, and if worst comes to worst, I’ll just run away, and you two will definitely be in trouble,” Qin Muye didn’t care at all.

“Enough chatter, just spit it out. If you don’t talk soon, this branding iron will indeed get hot,” Qin Muye said while eyeing the Lettuce Girl, holding a branding iron, seemingly pondering where to start.

“Good, I like your sensible attitude. If you have any complaints, just speak them out loud. Later, I’ll explain them to your corpse,” Qin Muye was still very measured in his actions.

“Ahem, let me introduce myself. I am the Prince Charming; my horse is tied outside.”

“You don’t have to say anything. I can use these torture devices one by one… on Lettuce.”

“No need for your self-introductions either. Since everyone’s entered the basement, names are no longer important. Just use codenames, Wizard No.1, Witch No.1, Lettuce. I think everyone agrees, right?”

“For a prince, how can you be so despicable and shameless? This is a disgrace,” the Wizard cursed.

“Clean this up and, by the way, hang these three up.”

“Go get the person from the high tower for me,” Qin Muye ordered.

“Speak up, you’re not really waiting to experience this hot iron, are you?” Qin Muye asked, lounging and looking at the branding iron.

“I’ve never heard that enchantment could decrease your intelligence…”

“I’ll talk, I’ll talk, just don’t do anything, I…”

“If the next thing you say isn’t what I want to hear, then calm down by listening to Lettuce’s screams,” Qin Muye said, then promptly hung up the Lettuce Girl.

“Now, bring your hair and follow me. I’ve wasted enough time sitting with a fool for most of the day; what a waste of my time,” Qin Muye complained, then motioned for the copper coin dog to bring the pair of fused ruby statues.

“This place is mine now, do you have any objections?” Qin Muye asked very kindly.

After all, the fight was indeed quite unsightly.

But Qin Muye was the first to speak, “Now starting with you, tell me all your Magic Witchcraft knowledge, as well as about the lamp you want, and whatever you know.”

However, the voice came quickly and calmed down just as fast.

But in reality, from the Wizard’s words, he had learned something significant: the Divine Lamp had imprisoned a True God, and whoever possesses the lamp could make this True God their servant.

There was quite a commotion, and Qin Muye noticed that the Lettuce Girl in the high tower had poked her head out to look, showing an incredulous expression.

The opponent was truly panicking this time because Qin Muye was genuinely ready to act.

To deal with sycophants, targeting them is ineffective; you need to threaten them using their goddesses.

Then he casually picked up a whip and waved it around before putting it down to start heating the branding iron.

The copper coin dog then brought out the Lettuce Girl, directly facing her hair, which was quite an eye-opener for Qin Muye.

And Qin Muye squatted to the side, watching the two fighting, pondering whether to intervene or not.

Otherwise, even if others entered the treasure vault, it would be a life-or-death situation.

Looks good? Can good looks be eaten?

Fine, after all that, it turned out to trigger a linkage; without Qin Muye, maybe the Wizard would have already gone into the city looking for Aladdin.

When alive, his objections were unlikely to be resolved by him, but if he were dead, only a corpse would remain, easy enough to fool around with a brief explanation.

He entered the room next to the high tower, which was covered in dust, seeming like it had been uninhabited for a long time.

Evangelical Spirit Monsters are good at working, plus with their level 4 strength, they cleaned up the basement and the rooms above in just ten minutes before being sent back by Qin Muye.

Seeing this, the Wizard’s face turned green; he hadn’t expected Qin Muye to be serious.

Slowly getting up, his magic power burst forth, and the two fighting on the ground sensed a crisis. Before they could react, they were frozen by a layer of crimson crystals.

The witch, upon seeing this, did not think of casting a spell, instead, she fought back with her hands.

The witch’s expression changed as she spoke, “You can’t do this, otherwise…”

Qin Muye’s gaze fell on the hands of the Lettuce Girl, who was wearing an ancient ring.

Qin Muye watched the wizard grappling with the witch, the two of them wrestling together on the ground, rolling back and forth, looking more composed than hoodlums fighting.

Qin Muye immediately conscripted 20 Evangelical Spirit Monsters.

Qin Muye spoke leisurely, while the wizard glared at him furiously, seemingly wanting to say something.

Qin Muye believed that any wish was somewhat watered down, but that wasn’t the main point; the main point was that the Divine Lamp wasn’t even here.

Qin Muye had also encountered Enchanting Demons, belonging to the troops under a deceased Lord.

Qin Muye looked up and took out a fire-striking box and rubbed it, and a copper coin dog just popped out of thin air.

If it were really like in fairy tales, what was the witch keeping the Lettuce Girl for? Because of a few stolen lettuces, she would keep the other party for over a decade; it didn’t make any logical sense. It would have been more reasonable to just kill her on the spot.

There were no corpses, no skeletons; everything was cleanly dealt with, it just smelled bad and was very dirty.

So, Qin Muye speculated that the identity of the Lettuce Girl was not ordinary, plus he suspected there might be Sea Monster bloodline involved.

So essentially, the wizard was just bamboozling Qin Muye to come here to retrieve the ring, but where was this ring?

He didn’t know if there were Enchanting Demons in this fairy tale world, but the aura certainly wasn’t something ordinary people could withstand.

He knew Flying Magic all right, but there was no need to go in person; why not send the dog, which could perform spatial jumps? For now, the principle behind it remained unknown.

He felt that the Lettuce Girl came from no ordinary background and might possess some special bloodline.

Upon hearing Qin Muye’s words, the Lettuce Girl’s eyes widened.

After listening, Qin Muye furrowed his brows. These magic witchcrafts were really subpar, for him they were basically at the same level as the National Martial Arts he had obtained from Wen Country.

The copper coin dog barked once and then lunged forward, vanishing from Qin Muye’s sight, followed by a woman’s screams and a commotion from the tower.

Seeing this, the Lettuce Girl could not help but cover her mouth in surprise, her body involuntarily shrinking back.

The prince in the Lettuce Girl’s story was a counterfeit product, while the villain wizard in Aladdin’s lamp had turned into a sycophant; this had really messed things up for him.

The Lettuce Girl shook her head, not daring to lie.

Upon seeing this scene, the wizard immediately explained the origin of his various magic witchcrafts and the lamp.

As for monsters in Greek mythology, actually tracing back all leads to the Titan Bloodline. Calling them monsters doesn’t quite fit; they’re more like Divine Descendants, especially since there’s no reproductive isolation. After all, Typhon and Echidna could give birth to a bunch of different-looking offspring. So, the Lettuce Girl’s situation is actually quite normal.

If it were a modern, peaceful era, indeed he could make a living, but in any world Qin Muye was in, clearly, he couldn’t make a living; he couldn’t even get a meal here.

Speaking of looks, she was pretty and carried a unique alluring quality, feeling much like facing an Enchanting Demon.

It was just like Aladdin…

After searching, he indeed found the basement. Opening it, he discovered many torture instruments and various dried bloodstains.

This was purely a bout between a middle-aged man with a weak constitution and a woman in her sixties.

This world was ultimately a world of the Titan Divine Race; nothing could compare to the bloodline of the gods.

Here, there was only an item to unlock the treasury, a special ring, and opening the treasury to retrieve the Divine Lamp required a specific person.

This True God possessed Divine Power and could fulfill any wishes.

The witch knew the inside story, and judging by her demeanor, she seemed to value the Lettuce more than herself.

As for the ring, he would have to come back for it after facing setbacks, because of Qin Muye’s Prince Skill, the wizard wouldn’t be enchanted. In short, the story of the Lettuce Girl and Aladdin’s lamp had fallen apart.

As for the Divine Lamp, it was indeed a wondrous object. He knew it was for making wishes, and he had always thought there were only three wishes.

As for the magic? Qin Muye hadn’t seen anything, and although there was indeed magic set up around, the wizard didn’t activate it; as soon as the witch came down, he rushed out.