Chapter 023: The Robber

Wang Bo left the queen's bedchamber and returned to his own room under the stars and moon. Pushing open the door, he found a woman sitting inside, her face deathly pale, drained of all color.

Princess Jasmine.

This caught Wang Bo quite off guard; he had not expected Princess Jasmine to come to his room.

Since Princess Jasmine became a vampire bride, her once-healthy complexion gradually turned pale, but this did not diminish her beauty; on the contrary, it lent her an air of delicate, fragile charm.

This made Wang Bo sigh, a beautiful woman, regardless of her skin color, is always beautiful.

Of course, women as black as coal balls are an exception.

Wang Bo could accept women with bronze-colored skin, but he could not accept women who were black and shiny.

This was not within Wang Bo's aesthetic range.

"Your Highness." Wang Bo nodded at the woman sitting in the center of the room and asked curiously, "It's so late, Your Highness, is there something you need from me?"

Princess Jasmine said bluntly, "Jafar, I need your help."

After these days of treatment, Princess Jasmine saw no hope of recovery, so she had to place all her hopes on Wang Bo.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, I cannot cure you."

"But you are a wizard," said Princess Jasmine.

Wang Bo nodded, then said regretfully, "Although I am a wizard, wizards are not omnipotent."

Princess Jasmine did not give up hope and asked, "I heard that the magic lamp can save me."

"Yes." Wang Bo said noncommittally, "But that magic lamp is guarded by a dragon."

Princess Jasmine asked, "Then, with our strength, can we kill the dragon?"

Wang Bo was slightly taken aback. She had guts—actually wanting to kill the dragon. It seemed Princess Jasmine was no mere ornament, just a bit ignorant.

"With our current strength, we cannot kill the dragon." Wang Bo, acknowledging her courage, gave an answer. "Even if everyone in Agrabah were fully armed, it would still be impossible to kill the dragon. Our weapons cannot even pierce the dragon's scales."

Princess Jasmine, upon hearing this, could not help but look disappointed.

After a long while, she asked, "Can't your sorcery save me either?"

Wang Bo nodded. "Yes."

“Jia Fang.”

"Is there anything else, Your Highness?"

"I want to learn sorcery," Princess Jasmine said firmly. "Since you cannot save me, I must save myself. I will learn sorcery, and I will find a way among its arts to live freely under the sun."

"Well..."

"Are you unwilling, Jiafang?"

Wang Bo was indeed very unwilling. This was not because he was petty or had a prejudice against the princess, but because he himself was a student of sorcery and simply had no time to teach Princess Jasmine.

Because he wastes a great deal of time every day studying sorcery.

If he were to teach Princess Jasmine, it would inevitably waste a great deal of time. As a result, the time he had to study witchcraft would become even more constrained.

Wang Bo thought for a moment and said, "Your Highness, you need not summon them in this way."

"What do you mean, Jafar?"

"Although the dragon is powerful, I already have a foolproof plan. If nothing goes wrong, in a few more days I will be able to obtain the magic lamp. Then I can use it to heal you, so you don't need to go to great lengths to learn witchcraft."

Princess Jasmine's eyes lit up, and she asked, "Jia Fang, is what you said true?"

"Of course." Wang Bo said with confidence.

Princess Jasmine immediately cheered up; if she could live under the sun, no one would want to become a vampire bride.

Hearing that there was hope of recovery, Princess Jasmine was naturally overjoyed.

But after calming down, to be on the safe side, Princess Jasmine still hoped to learn witchcraft from Wang Bo.

Wang Bo scratched his head and simply told the truth, stating the real reason: he really didn't have extra time to teach Princess Jasmine witchcraft, after all, the two were not related.

Princess Jasmine fell silent upon hearing this. "I'm sorry to have disturbed you."

"You're welcome, Your Highness."

After Wang Bo finished speaking, Princess Jasmine got up and left his room.

Wang Bo waved his hand casually, and an invisible force closed the door. He picked up a book of witchcraft and lay comfortably in his chair, reading.

Wang Bo soon put this little episode out of his mind.

In the following days, Wang Bo returned to his usual calm, spending each day either studying witchcraft or training Anna.

And the king was still busy searching for a doctor to cure the princess.

But the results were not good at all.

Wang Bo initially hoped that among these people there would be a few wizards, so that they could exchange ideas.

But unfortunately, up to now, those who have appeared in the palace have been almost entirely doctors, not sorcerers.

Their methods of treatment remained extremely backward.

No one cured the princess.

The Sultan then ordered the news to be spread throughout the neighboring kingdoms, since no one in Agrabah could cure the princess, perhaps people from other countries could.

With this hope, the Sultan's decree spread to several neighboring countries over the following days.

Countless people, upon hearing this news, hurried towards Agrabah.

This was a chance to rise to the top in one step.

No one with ambition wanted to miss this opportunity.

Even some ill-intentioned people, upon hearing this news, were stirred by ambition and decided to seize the opportunity to make a fortune.

Abimo was one of them.

He was the leader of a band of desert bandits, hiding with his crew in the vast desert and ambushing traveling merchants.

When he heard that the king of Agrabah was recruiting doctors to cure his daughter, a vicious scheme immediately came to his mind. He gathered his men and told them about it.

His men were puzzled, and one boldly asked, "Chief, what does this have to do with us? We don't know how to cure diseases or save people."

Abimo kicked over the fool who had spoken and roared, "Are you all fools? Are you going to miss such a good opportunity?"

"What do you mean, chief?"

"We can pretend to treat the princess, then sneak into the palace, and when they are off guard, loot the palace before escaping with countless gold and jewels."

Abimo finally revealed his plan, "Think about it, you fools, this is the wealth of a nation. If we can plunder a nation's treasure, we'll never have to worry about food or drink for the rest of our lives. We could even shed our identities as bandits, go to another country, and live like nobles."