empty crown

Chapter 12

Harry's height was only a little shorter than Eric's, but taller than Steve's. When the black-haired man saw Harry approaching, he raised his neck in displeasure. Harry looked down at him, imitating what he had just said. Looking at it, he rolled his eyes: "Hmph, you dwarf who doesn't know how to be polite!"

"What did you say!! Say it again if you feel like it!" The black-haired man became anxious all of a sudden, as if he had been poked in the sore foot.

"What did you just say──!? Say it again if you have the guts!" Harry sneered.

"I said others don't care about you!" The black-haired man took two steps back, trying to distance himself from Harry so that he would not have to look up at him.

"I said it's none of your mother's business that you're being rude!" Harry saw the black-haired man's intentions, pressed on with every step, and deliberately raised his toes.

"You fucking say it again! ──!" The black-haired man anxiously reached out to pull the dagger at his waist.

"That's enough! Tony!" Steve pressed the black-haired man's hand: "What I said is right, you were the one who provoked me first, so I apologize to him!"

"Steve's sorry, what Hal said was a bit too much..." Eric took the lead to admit his mistake.

"What are you doing!" Harry was anxious, who was he getting angry just now?He still doesn't believe that he can't beat this little guy in a fight!

"Okay, be obedient." Eric patted Harry's neck: "Don't embarrass everyone too much."

"That's right! Learn from this...dirty guy." Tony looked at Harry proudly.

"Shut up! Apologize to others!" Steve's originally gentle face instantly retracted, staring at Tony: "Also, this man is the famous Huntsman, please keep your mouth clean!"

"Honey, you are actually facing outsiders!" Tony pursed his mouth trying to pretend to be pitiful.

"I'm sorry!" Steve bent a ninety-degree waist at the squealing Tony.

Seeing such a sincere Steve, Harry had no choice but to give up.

"This is Hal..." Eric didn't want to tell Steve his prince's identity, just called him by his short name.

"Hi, I'm Steve Rogers, this impolite guy is called Tony Stark, thank you for not pursuing him anymore..." Steve put one hand on his chest and made a respectful gesture.

"It's an honor to meet you." Harry also responded with a standard court etiquette that could no longer be standard, and the temperament of a prince naturally exuded from every gesture.

Steve seemed to smell something and shot Eric a subtle look.

Eric shook his head lightly, and Steve withdrew his eyes, and changed the topic with a smile: "It's rare to meet you here, we haven't seen each other for five or six years, right? How are you doing?"

"Very happy." Eric smiled and looked at Harry, who looked away uncomfortably.

"That's good... are you interested in joining our operation?" Steve asked. He had worked with Huntsman several times and admired Huntsman's courage and excellent judgment: "If you We will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.”

Jealous

"...No need..." Eric replied with some hesitation: "I'm now..." If he didn't know Harry, Eric would have agreed to Steve without hesitation, but now the focus of his life has completely shifted to Harry, His first concern was Harry's safety, and he didn't want to leave him now.

"Why not? I haven't seen a real dragon yet, I thought it was just a legend." Harry interjected with interest.

"Hal!" Eric frowned: "Stop making trouble, you just stay here honestly and you are not allowed to go anywhere."

"Yoyo, are you his father? Then protect him." Tony couldn't help but sarcasm, his dear Steve even invited this dirty guy himself, and he turned down Steve, if he was afraid Steve was really angry with himself, and Tony couldn't help but want to be poisoned just now.

"Then is he your mother? He looks alike too. You need someone to teach you how to apologize at such an age." Harry answered quickly, without any intention of letting Tony take advantage of him.

"You──!!" Tony yelled angrily, "When I'm talking, there's no place for you, a brat, to interrupt!"

"I'm sorry, uncle." Harry gave Tony a blank look: "Oh, no, maybe I should call you grandpa?"

"Stinky boy, I won't be called Tony Stark if I don't skin your cramps today!"

"How about changing the name to Tony Stupid?" Harry didn't show any weakness.

"Hal!"

"Tony!"

Eric and Steve yelled helplessly again.

"I'm sorry Eric, since you don't want to, just pretend I didn't say it... Hal, I'm sorry." Steve smiled helplessly at Harry.

"No, Steve, can I call you that? We'll go with you." Harry immediately changed into a bright smile, and said to Steve in a very gentle tone.

"Hal! Don't make trouble, it's too dangerous, you can't go." Eric knew that Harry's kitten-like curiosity was flooding again, and he had to stop it immediately. He dragged Harry a little further away, and said in a low voice: "Don't think it's a fun thing, dragons are very ferocious animals, what if you get hurt!"

"Don't worry... I'm not that fragile, I just want to see what the legendary dragon looks like... I've never seen it before..." Harry blinked, he knew that Eric's eyes on him were nothing Resistance: "And... isn't there you here? I believe you will protect me, don't you?" Harry tried his best to open his eyes as wide as possible, maintaining a posture of not blinking. It was about to flood immediately: "Just as if we were going on a field trip...we can still be outside..." Saying that, Harry put his arms around Eric's neck, stuck out his tongue and quickly licked Eric's ear, squinting Eyes smiling like a sneaky cat: "Don't say you don't want to."

"...Believe it or not I'm fucking you right now..." Eric stared at Harry, "You little goblin!"

"Go...go..." The little goblin continued to bewitch me: "Just let me see the world... As a future king, what if my country is invaded by dragons in the future..."

"Absolutely not, don't worry..." Eric looked at Harry who was putting on a show with a blank expression, "Dragon will only appear in the dark forest, and it cannot cross the line drawn by God."

Harry didn't know the special nature of the Dark Forest. Eric had already told Harry everything he knew, and Harry knew that they were definitely not simple the first time he saw this group of people, especially when Eric actually knew Steve. Judging from the dress and aura of this group of people, nine out of ten are the kind of mercenaries who travel all over the world. Ordinary mercenaries can be bought with money, but this group of people obviously belong to the unusual kind. How could Harry miss this opportunity to get to know them, if he could use this group of people for himself... Harry knew that although this group of people could not be bought with money and power, they were the most loyal.

"Anyway, I'm going!" Harry immediately turned his face: "If you don't let me go, I will walk around in clothes with open necklines every day!"

"you dare!"

"Try if I dare!"

"...Then you'd better fucking come with me." Eric put his arms around Harry, walked up to Steve who kept smiling, "Count us two."

"No problem." Steve smiled even better.

"You must be full of bad ideas because of your glib tongue, that's why you have so little hair!" Tony sneered.

"Then you must be so tall because your stomach is full of bad water and your mouth is full of poison!?" Harry raised his chin disdainfully.

"You have the guts not to raise your height!"

"You have the guts not to lift your hair!"

Under the bonfire, Harry and Tony were arguing a lot, and a group of people gathered around the bonfire with the food distributed by Steve in their hands, watching the two quarreling silently.

"It's so interesting..." The brown-haired kid with a bow and arrow on his back was named Clinton, and he was gnawing on the rabbit meat in his mouth, staring at Tony and Harry, as if he was watching a good drama.

"It's sort of a sideshow every day." The woman next to him is Natasha, Clinton's wife, and she is using a gleaming dagger to chop up rabbit meat into small pieces and put them in the slow chewing.

"Hey, it's rare to see a guy who can bicker with Tony. His mouth is really annoying. Most people don't bother to quarrel with him and start fighting directly. Because of this, I have a lot of headaches..." Steve looked at the two people who were arguing, this time every day on the road