Operation Red Book

Chapter 271 Prince Charming Appears

"Ah... What a handsome face, like a honeysuckle flower standing proudly on a cliff, ignoring the severe cold and snow in the sky, stretching its neck to get closer to the silent clouds..."

The prince talked to himself in a daze. He jumped off the white horse with a dazed look in his eyes and walked towards the face he had been thinking about day and night.

"If you dare to touch me, I will break your hand immediately."

Moriarty said with a cold face, uncontrollable anger flowing in his voice, as if he was going to eat the man in front of him alive in the next second.

The Prince Charming was stunned, and his misty eyes flashed blankly.

He withdrew his hands awkwardly, still looking at Moriarty with reluctance in his eyes.

"Ahh... this innocent face is also very nice..."

The prince turned around, and the moment he looked at Thomas, his pupils lit up again.

"Look at that orange-red hair, like a fiery red rose, with dewdrops sliding down the pistil, causing ripples..."

He knelt devoutly before Thomas and recited poems in a self-absorbed manner.

"Smooth and delicate, as pure as milk; flawless and perfect, as clear as crystal... I really want to take a big bite of your pudding-like face!"

Thomas shrank back in fear at the hand extended by Prince Charming.

"A cute little fluff with personality, which can only be seen on the face of a child under ten years old...Oh my God, please, be my doll!"

“Ahhhhhhhhh! What a scary uncle!”

Fear eventually overcame his few remaining politeness. Thomas shouted as if he was facing a great enemy and quickly dived into Joshua's back clothes like a flying ostrich.

"Oh...it's so sad..."

The Prince Charming retracted his outstretched hands again. He sighed and stood up helplessly, his swan-feather-like white eyelashes flickering on his blue eyes.

“Ahhh… Actually, I’m not that sad…”

Joshua's heart tightened. He rolled his eyes helplessly and clasped the already torn corners of his clothes with his hands.

Prince Charming's eyes stuck to Joshua's face like chewing gum, naked and exposed.

This was the first time Joshua had encountered such a gaze.

"If I were you, I would never let this weird and ugly little thing stick to my delicate and charming face."

Prince Charming walked up and took off Joshua's glasses.

Everything in front of him suddenly became blurry. Joshua pursed his lips and blinked twice into the distance with his unfocused eyes.

"And your messy hair. Tsk, tsk, tsk, the robin's nest on the jujube tree in front of my house is neater than yours."

The prince pulled up Joshua's flaxen curly hair again, and the moment Joshua's whole face was revealed, the prince's eyes lit up in surprise.

"Look! Even though she's not as stunning as the first two, she's still pretty and decent!"

The Prince Charming grinned excitedly and touched it directly.

“If I could cut it off with the hair and put it in a wooden cabinet made of rosewood, it would also be put in a nice place for display…”

"You...who are you?"

Joshua staggered back, looking at the prince's smirking face, a chill ran through his heart.

"Me? Ahahahahahaha!"

The Prince Charming pinched Joshua's already flushed face hard, leaned over and laughed out loud.

"Ahahahahahahahahaha! I'm the Prince Charming ahahahahahaha!"

As if something had hit his funny spot, the Prince Charming rolled on the ground laughing.

His white robe was covered in dust, and he was laughing so hard that his whole body was shaking. His white crown inlaid with moonstone was tilted to one side.

Everyone looked at the Prince Charming twitching on the ground in silence. Without even making eye contact, they all thought of the same thing - is he crazy?

"Prince Charming! Hahahahaha! I am Prince Charming! Hahahahaha!"

"Hoo-hoo!"

It was not until the white horse, which was ignored by everyone, neighed at the prince in dissatisfaction that the prince finally stopped laughing and staggered to his feet from the ground.

"Where are you from? Why are you here? What is your purpose?"

Alexander asked a series of questions with a gloomy face, his hands tightly clenched on the handle of the coffin, his eyes full of vigilance.

“I, I…”

The Prince Charming wiped the tears of laughter from the corners of his eyes and turned around nimbly, but the moment he saw Alexander, the corners of his mouth drooped.

"Eww... How did your face become like this? I hate faces with scars the most. It takes a lot of effort to repair them..."

Alexander's expression grew even darker.

Unfortunately, the Prince Charming didn't want to look at Alexander's face. He put one hand on his waist, looked at Jacob with disgust, and then rolled his eyes.

"Another pretty boy that I hate the most..."

These words hit Jacob in the face.

"What did you say? My face is a delicacy that all the people on Earth are fighting for!"

Jacob yelled loudly. If Joshua and Thomas hadn't held his waist tightly from behind, the two pretty boys would probably have started fighting.

"What qualifications do you have to judge my face? You are such a tasteless thing! You will go to hell sooner or later when you die! What kind of face is mine? Why is it the one you hate the most? Speak up! Speak up!"

"Why are you so angry... It's just the kind of face that is used to it..."

Prince Charming blew the dust off his fingers nonchalantly, tilted his head and raised an eyebrow at Jacob: "It's you who have the face of... the child of time."

The breeze blew through the sparse vegetation, bringing cool breezes.

A small number of leaves could not withstand the strong wind and fell down with a "rustling" sound.

The breeze picked up speed, blowing all of Prince Charming's words into the gaps between the fallen leaves.

"The Son of Time... The face of the Son of Time... The Son of Time..."

Soon, the whole forest echoed with the prince's disapproving words.

hat! And what……

“What the fxxk!”

Jacob blurted out a curse word in shock.

"Hey, let me tell you, aren't you a clergyman? I always speak and act with caution in front of nuns. How can you, as a bishop, be so presumptuous?"

Prince Charming mocked in a clipped voice, he picked his ear with his little finger, turned and walked towards the coffin where Snow White was lying.

"Listen carefully. I am the Prince Charming. I come from the kingdom across the canyon. My purpose is to marry the princess of this kingdom... Is she the beauty in this coffin?"

He leaned closer to Snow White and gently touched the corners of her mouth, which was as red as blood, with his purple-white lips.

Joshua clenched the corner of his clothes nervously; he was still a little worried about Bai Xue's resurrection.

"Look, nothing happened, she is really dead..."

The prince seemed to be able to see through Joshua's thoughts. He raised the corner of his mouth and said.

“You guys really did a great job.”

Then the prince smiled at Moriarty again, with a hint of dissatisfaction flashing in his blue eyes.

"I know where you want to go. My other purpose is to reply to you... But isn't this way of getting information a little ungentlemanly?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he smiled lightly and reached his hand to his neck, pinching a bit of air in front of his collar.

Joshua squinted his eyes out of habit, since he couldn't see anything anyway.

The prince's mouth began to open and close, and he muttered an unknown spell.

As he chanted the spell, a misty silver-white light slowly flowed over his body, like a ray of moonlight pouring down.

"I'll let you go this time, but I won't be polite next time..."

The prince said with a smile, and he threw the glowing white line behind Joshua, and Joshua felt a gust of cool breeze blowing on his face.

"boom--"

At the same time, a dull sound of human body hitting a heavy object was heard from the big tree behind Joshua.

"Hah..."

A childish voice spread to the ears of everyone present.

Everyone turned their heads and saw Thomas slowly emerging in the flying yellow dust.

"Your starting point is correct, but this world is no longer useful. The castle will always be there. It is just an illusory shadow."

The prince pointed to the earth-gray castle on the horizon and spoke slowly.

"If you want to see Beatrice, you have to go to the spiritual world she and Bell are trapped in together."