Warriage

01: the magician with a magical face that made me ignore his obvious red flags

Chapter 01: of course he is a magician, even his face is magic, it made me ignore the obvious red flags!!

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- Everyone, go back to your place and remain silent.

Kokyle commended, hiding behind the grass. As soon as his two companions had taken their places, he sighed and raised his rifle to aim at his next victim, observing their movements.

- I see the Crown Prince of Catalia, he is washing by the river...

Ryota commented, Kokyle narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

- What makes the Prince of the Northern Territory approach the borders of the enemy defenseless?  He must have someone with him... also who the fuck is playing with that kite?

- Language, child!

His companions reminded him at the same time.

Kokyle chuckled and whispered with a childish tone:

- Sorry, sorry...

Lau Ryota checked his watch, and explained:

- Mr. Clark is not the target, just look carefully and you will know why we are here...

The curious prince looked around with more concentration. All of a sudden, his sharp, cold eyes widened, and they got covered with astonishment, like a confused, lost child.

A pale leg wrapped the string of the kite around it, then its owner sat down, and a beauty appeared among the yellow roses of the field.

She was wearing a crown of leaves and carrying in her lap a small bandaged deer.

- From which Roman painting did she escape?

Kokyle muttered, admiring her beauty, Ryota laughed and aimed his gun, checking her without any traces of interest.

- She ran away from the palace as her father ran away from military training to celebrate her eighteenth birthday, they planned to visit our warm sea.
Josephine Clarke, a gifted genius... The weapon of the future, you must kill her now if you want to face fewer problems in the future, King of Tomorrow.

He found himself trawling through her details with his sniper that was made for killing.
he stared at her with an open mouth. Her crazy long, coppery wavy hair, plump lips and her complexion that had adopted the color of the clouds.

A healthy body, starting with a straight neck, below it, there were two cute breasts, a golden necklace that carries a diamond snowflake that drowned in her cleavage... Some parts of his body envied and wanted to replace that lucky jewel... For example, his lips.

All this, topped by beautiful round green eyes, and a naive smile that she gave to her father.

- Bob Clark, when do we get to the sea?

- We'll arrive soon, Jos.

Her father turned to her with a cheerful expression, holding a hunting dagger in his hand.

Kokyle saw that; at the bank Bob had dug a hole, it was deep enough to bury a body, then he captured the whole picture.

For one last time, he observed Josephine and let out a long sigh... " I am such an unlucky bastard, God, do I really have to suffer? "

- Kokyle, I never imagined seeing you like this, you're not usually attracted to women! Stay calm.

Ryota sneered, and winked to his brother Benji.

- I am calm, brother.

- All right, but have mercy on your lip, you're almost cutting it and your eyes will leave their sockets.