chapter 4

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When The Sorcerer Got Attached to the Half Naked Prince



It was the very next morning, two days before he could be finally freed from his task. Sorcerer Do scrunched up his face in annoyance, woken up by birds that were chirping with too much excitement. The first ray of sun had not even hit the sky yet, but moon had started to subside, soon would be replaced by the early morning of the nautical twilight.

He woke up a little too early, partly because the feathery annoying smucks, but mostly because it was in his nature to not be able to have a good rest until he perfectly solved his task. Sorcerer Do rubbed his knuckles onto his eyes to drive away his sleepiness, face as sour as verjuice.

"Stop being so bloody cheerful!" He hissed to no one.

Well, at least he could easily get the media to tweet about his solved task to the Sorcerers Worldwide Association; maybe he could borrow one of the annoying Bulbuls of Queen Key. He remembered that one time when he got so frustrated to find a bird, he decided to tweet through a harpy, an ugly winged bird-woman. It was not his fault that the head of sorcerers still got a harpy problem until now.

Sorcerer Do sighed. Straightening up on his bed, he slipped his hand inside the black sorcerer robe hanging on the wooden chair to find his crystal orb. He had found out the coordinate of the Cherry Underwood farmland, so it was not difficult for him to observe from a distance now. He only needed to go there one last time later, but of course, no more uncomfortable trip with the despicable prince. Not that his sane self was willing to do that at any cost, anyway.

"Ostende mihi (show me)," he whispered, lightly touching the cold surface of the crystal. A soft vibration was formed throughout his body, gathered toward his hand that was holding the orb. It shone brightly and brightened up the sorcerer's grouchy face. The light ceased away, replaced by the image of the farmland in the early morning.

It looked so peaceful. The woodland stood up so close to each other, eliminating the upcoming sunlight filtering through the leaves, branches bent gracefully by the wind.

He could feel a surge of energy formed within the woodland, getting bigger each time until it was ready to be released on the next 40 hours. Sorcerer Do smiled in content. His spell was working the way it should be.

It was still too early in the morning, but he couldn't get himself to go back to sleep, so he decided to take his time to freshen up. Queen Kibum had sent him an invitation to have a breakfast together in the dining hall, probably to discuss about the progress of his work.

Maybe he could have a little walk before heading his way to the dining hall.



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Sorcerer Do was walking around aimlessly at the Sakura garden when he saw a too familiar figure, stretching his body carelessly whilst yawning so wide he could shove a galaxy inside. He was, to be politely said, lacking the outer covering. It seemed like the person had not taken the appropriate sanitary procedure judging from his state. The sorcerer scowled at the thought.

Prince Jongin, the very one who was committing public nudity, flexed his biceps and patted them lovingly, displaying his firm tanned muscles for the world to see. He smiled proudly, posing some more weird poses before he released another yawn (without covering his mouth, the sorcerer must add), and rubbed his half opened eyes cutely. No, definitely not cute. Scratch cute. Not cute. Sorcerer Do's eyes widened in panic at his own thought.

Something else caught his attention; Prince Jongin, still yawning, ran his hands slightly below his waist underneath his trousers and scratched his upper bottom. He grinned in content. Sorcerer Do covered his eyes with his palms instantly, wailing miserably inside for having to witness the unpleasant scene.

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