Chapter 53 Demon King, Hero, Princess
A great show is going on in the drama club.
A handsome boy, holding a prop sword, shouted at a tall girl, "Demon King, release the princess!"
The girl chuckled sinisterly, "The princess is under my spell and will forever remain in a deep sleep. Poor hero, what good is it that you stormed into my demon castle? You're too late!"
The girl was very emotionally invested, as if she had really become that evil demon king. She opened her arms and laughed loudly, "In a few days, I will be able to turn the princess into my doll. I will keep her in my collection room forever, laughing at your human helplessness."
The hero gripped his sword tightly, "Damn it!"
At this moment, the narrator said, "The hero was furious and charged forward with his sword, but the Demon Queen took out her staff, chanted a spell, and blocked the hero's sword!"
The girl's wand caught the hero's sword at just the right moment, and she said sarcastically, "Insignificant human, you have no way of changing the current situation. The so-called hero in front of me is nothing but a weak ant!"
With a wave of the wand, the hero stumbled backward and fell to the ground.
The narrator continued, "Is the Demon King truly invincible?"—the warrior thought, a sense of defeat rising within him. The difference in strength between him and the Demon King was so vast; how could he possibly rescue the princess?
The warrior looked back at the Demon King with resentment.
The narrator said, "Her Highness sleeps soundly in a bed surrounded by thorns and roses. Her sleeping face is so beautiful and serene, but her life force is being absorbed by the thorns and roses. Poor princess, is she about to perish?"
The Demon King gave a wicked and arrogant smile, "You can't change anything, so why don't you wag your tail and beg for mercy? Maybe then I can let you leave the Demon City alive."
The warrior gripped his sword tightly, stood up, and said with unwavering determination, "Your Highness, I will definitely rescue you!"
The narrator said, "As if the heavens themselves sensed the warrior's determination, all those he had helped along the way came forward: the tree spirit about to bloom, the diminutive goblin, the pure and holy unicorn, and the flower fairy who had recently grown wings. They held hands and said—"
"Warrior, we're here to help you defeat the evil demon king!" A group of people rushed onto the stage, standing beside the warrior, each holding some strange-looking objects.
The tree spirit said, "I lend you the power of life!"
The goblin said, "I lend you the power of creation!"
The unicorn said, "I lend you the power of fearlessness!"
The flower fairy said, "I lend you the power of light!"
The warrior raised his sword, shouting, "Demon King, prepare to die!"
The narrator said, "The collective faith of the crowd converged into a powerful beam of light that struck the warrior's longsword. The power of that light was so great that it dispelled the Demon King's dark magic one by one, and the Demon King turned into a phantom in the holy light."
The Demon King cried out, "I will return!"
She collapsed to the ground amidst this "light".
The narrator continued, "The light washed away the gloom of the Demon King's Castle, sweeping away the darkness and oppression. Sunlight streamed into this castle that had never seen the sun all year round. Wherever the light touched, the thorns and roses slowly faded away, and the princess on the bed slowly opened her eyes."
The warrior ran over excitedly, "Your Highness!"
However, the person lying in bed did not react.
The narrator cleared his throat. "Her Highness the Princess has opened her eyes!"
The princess remained motionless.
The Warriors were completely baffled.
The narrator couldn't resist any longer. She took a few steps forward, bent down, and whispered in the princess's ear, "Chu Xiang, it's time to hand in your math homework."
The person on the bed suddenly opened her eyes and sat up. Because she got up so quickly, her head hit the chin of the person next to her, and both of them felt a pain.
Meng Qiyue was so angry she jumped up and down, "Chu Xiang, you did this on purpose!"
Chu Xiang was still a little dazed. She looked at the large group of people surrounding her, her eyes still heavy with sleep, her expression blank. This confused look was rather endearing.
The hero was somewhat tempted, but was suddenly pushed away by the Demon King who got up from the ground.
He Sui held a camera and kept taking pictures of Chu Xiang from different angles. "She's stunningly beautiful! She has no flaws at all. She's so gorgeous! I must have saved the galaxy in my past life to be able to see so many beautiful women!"
Meng Qiyue pushed He Sui away again, and pointed at Chu Xiang fiercely, "Don't you have any professional ethics? You can fall asleep lying here!"
Chu Xiang's attitude in admitting her mistake was very good. She said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I slept too late last night."
He Sui held Chu Xiang's hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay. As long as you're willing to wear my cosplay outfit and take pictures with me, I can forgive you no matter what heinous things you've done."
Meng Qiyue's expression was full of disgust. "Cousin, can't you have any shame?"
In He Sui's story "The Brave Fights the Demon King," the princess is just a decorative character with very few lines. For a long time, she just lies there pretending to be asleep. This is not Chu Xiang's fault. After lying there for a while, she got sleepy. She didn't even know when she fell asleep.
Meng Qiyue wasn't originally a member of the drama club, but He Sui thought Meng Qiyue had a nice voice and could be a narrator. Coincidentally, the school anniversary celebration was coming up soon and each club was required to put on a show. Meng Qiyue didn't want to go on stage with the taekwondo club to perform taekwondo, so she took the opportunity to help out and became a narrator for the drama club.
The president of the Taekwondo club and the vice president of the drama club are a couple, so naturally they wouldn't dare to have any objections.
He treated everyone to a meal for the New Year, and she made a great promise to everyone: if they achieved good results in the performance, they would organize a trip for everyone together with the Taekwondo club.
The deputy director was a little worried, "Can our old, tired story really get good results?"
He Sui patted the vice president on the shoulder and said confidently, "Our story may be old-fashioned, but we have plenty of handsome men and beautiful women!"
This story was written by her, and thankfully she shamelessly admitted that the story she wrote was very corny.
After dinner, He Sui invited everyone to go sing karaoke, but Chu Xiang glanced at the time and declined. Everyone knew she didn't live on campus and it wouldn't be good for her to go back too late, so they didn't force her.
The boy who had previously played the warrior said solicitously, "Chu Xiang, let me take you home."
Chu Xiang smiled, "No need, my boyfriend will come to pick me up."
The boy was a little disappointed.
As soon as Chu Xiang left, someone gossiped, "Is Chu Xiang's boyfriend the school's most handsome guy?"
Meng Qiyue smiled dismissively, "How could that be? Chu Xiang would never look down on someone like Gu Jue."
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