[Comprehensive Fairy Tale] The Lord God ruined my childhood!

Sir Jester has always been calm and reliable, and the situation that can change his face drastically must be extremely serious.Arthur did not doubt that he was there, and followed Sir Jester to the study. Just as he reached the door of the study, the bottle hidden in his arms suddenly vibrated—it was the villain in the bottle trying to make a movement to remind Arthur .

However, it was too late, the sweet and greasy aroma was so powerful that the king struggled reluctantly and fell down unwillingly.

He still couldn't understand why Sir Jester suddenly betrayed him.

Cedric was anxiously waiting for the news. A figure in a black cloak was sitting at the round table in front of him, straightening out the folds of his clothes without any haste. His calm and calm posture contrasted sharply with Cedric's anxiety Compared.

"Mr. Will, don't worry, our plan will definitely succeed." Cedric didn't relax because of the vague voice that couldn't tell the gender, he was still standing, waiting for the first-hand news.

What a plan, the plan to kidnap the king can only be called a conspiracy!But he has no choice, everything is only for the safety of his beloved Majesty...

"Who the hell are you?!" Cedric stared at An Ran's sitting figure, "The plan has reached this point, should you reveal your identity?"

The blurred voice let out an even more vague chuckle, "As I said earlier, I am a member of parliament."

There are hundreds of MPs in the Kingdom, and it is easy to hide in such a huge base. It is not that Cedric did not think about being tough and directly attacked, but the other party seemed to be magical and ignored his threat at all.

Seeing that Cedric's face was very ugly, the man in the cloak softened his tone, "As for my identity, I will personally confirm His Majesty. In short, what I have done so far has never meant to hurt His Majesty the King, has it?"

Cedric admitted this, so he let the other party hide his head and show his tail, but now he has obviously reached the limit of patience.

The two were confronting each other, and William Will burst into the door regardless of noble etiquette. He looked like he was about to cry!

"Uncle Jester... Uncle Jester said that His Majesty woke up early, jumped out of the car and fled!"

Cedric and the cloaked man were shocked, and the cloaked man simply disappeared in place, probably looking for the king.Cedric was not in the mood to pay attention to the magic cast by the cloaked man, his heart was filled with a great panic, if something happened to His Majesty outside, he would not be able to pay for it by apologizing with death!

"Send people and search quickly! Don't care about exposure or not, Your Majesty's safety is the most important thing!" Cedric almost roared and ordered, watching his younger brother run away quickly. He wanted to keep up, but in the end he lost his leg. Once weak, he had to support the round table to stand firm.

He would rather His Majesty escape by himself this time and return to the palace to punish their offending courtiers than make any mistakes outside.

Arthur was running in the dark. The place where he fell was not coincidental. It was a field on the outskirts of the city. The wild grass was half the height of a person, which caused him a lot of trouble.The slender, thorny blades of grass scratched around where there was no clothing wrapped, causing a large number of shallow wounds, and he had to raise his arms to cover his eyes to prevent his eyes from being injured.

The bottle on the chest vibrated slightly again, and the weary voice of the villain in the bottle sounded, "There is a magical breath on the left and right."

Arthur ran to the left decisively.

The cloaked man never dreamed that her appearance just pushed Arthur in the wrong direction. It was dark in the middle of the night. Even if Arthur was a king, he couldn't say how nutritious his diet was in the relatively backward Middle Ages, and he suffered from mild night blindness. The situation is particularly fatal in this case.He ran forward almost entirely by hearing, and there was a slight sound of water coming from his ears. When he felt something was wrong and wanted to turn around, the wet and soft soil under his feet had collapsed!

The feeling of weightlessness was accompanied by the icy cold of the river. Arthur couldn't see it in the dark, and couldn't estimate the time of entering the water, so he choked hard.The river was deep and fast, and he struggled to get his head out of the water, but was hit by another wave.The cold gradually climbed up the extremities, and Arthur knew clearly that he might die this time.

In this world of infinite resurrection, he is not afraid of death, and what troubles him is that so far, he has not deceived the devil's clues.

The oxygen in his lungs continued to be consumed, Arthur planned to exhale his last breath, die early and reincarnate early, and carefully interrogate the undead hiding in the secret room by the way.

In the haze of life and death, the darkness gradually faded away from the eyes, and the high crescent moon sprinkled scarlet light and shadows in the water——someone approached.

Arthur's eyes widened. The creatures in front of him could never be classified as human beings.The ominous pitch-black bat wings spread out behind, and the water flowed tamely to the two sides. The spiral horns on the top of the head were ferocious but extremely beautiful. The devil was like a black bird that always brought disaster news, in the air-like water Flying slowly, he quickly approached Arthur.

Crazy scarlet eyes stared at Arthur. The demon tried to touch him, but the two seemed to be in different dimensions, and could only pass through each other. Arthur saw the demon curse angrily.

"It really doesn't work..."

With his last breath Arthur waited to see what the devil was up to.

"Keep that breath in your mouth, don't spit it out!" The demon said in a hurried tone, as if he didn't want Arthur to die at all, "Hold on for 30 seconds! Did you hear that in 30 seconds?!"

The king continued to look at him, his bright light purple eyes were submerged in water, but still did not lose their light, and the demon's anxious look fell into these eyes, causing a circle of shallow ripples.

Arthur has already decided to fight again in the next reincarnation, so he will strengthen his belief in fighting again in the next reincarnation.This time, he actually didn't develop well enough to balance the strength of the army, and the church was also suppressed by him, resulting in a lack of deterrence against the heretics in Lamascus.These were all things that Arthur was going to fix in his next incarnation, and he had already made plans, and he... didn't intend to go back alive to deal with Cedric.

No matter how you think about it, only Cedric can make small moves by his side without being guarded. Matt should also have a hand in it. Whether it is cooperation is hard to say, and their final joint efforts have achieved the effect of one plus one greater than two , at least Arthur was caught off guard.

Sure enough, the little angel in the last reincarnation may not always be a little angel.

Even so, he still feels guilty for the young nobleman who resolutely rebelled, so he can't and won't go back alive this time. His survival means that the thunder will be wrathful, and then the punishment for Cedric and Matt will be lowered. .

The devil seemed to be relieved, and his figure gradually faded away. Arthur stared at the culprit who dragged him into the endless cycle of death with a half-smile. He simply exhaled the breath from his mouth.

The devil... the devil is mad!

He non-stop reattached to Bollen, developed the human body to the limit, and quickly jumped into the water to catch Arthur, regardless of the sequelae.

At first, he was happy to watch the king struggle in death, just like he watched the previous generation of kings struggle.However, it was probably because Arthur made him feel so good. He didn't want Arthur to die more and more. The first time he missed, he didn't expect that the merchant's inferiority complex mixed with the hazy love for the king, and he killed the king.He possessed himself on the hound Rex, regretfully licking up the remaining blood on the ground.

This time, because of various concerns, he didn't have time to remind Arthur, and he fell to this point again.When the little king was at the border between life and death, he had no choice but to fight in person, but the result was a string of bubbles!

The little king spit a bunch of bubbles at him!

Normally, this would be very cute, but if placed here, this string of bubbles completely ruined the possibility of the little king surviving.No matter how fast he is, he is still using a human body. With the little king's breath and the time he was unconscious from choking on water, he can barely pick up the little king, but without this breath...

He can't.

Pollan exhaustedly picked Arthur up. Under the cover of the reeds by the river, the king was sleeping peacefully, his blond hair glowed like water, his purple eyes were tightly closed, and there were still drops of water on his eyelashes.

The young general was silent for a while. He knew that the soul of the other party was no longer in this body, but he still wanted to do another set of compressions, blowing mouth to mouth a few times, maybe... Maybe there is still hope of being rescued... …

When did he become as self-deceiving as a human being?Familiar people died, crying and shouting in disbelief.

The east is ushering in a dawn, and the delicate and soft white light is the first to jump out of the horizon, smearing bright colors on the earth, and the reeds are fluffy, nodding along with the clear morning breeze.The king's blond hair was also dyed by the light, and it also had watery light, so it was even more dazzling. Apart from his pale face, even his long-sleeping posture was like a sound dream.

Pollan just watched it quietly for a while, until his knees became a little numb, and then he staggered to prop up his body, and after getting used to it for a while, he picked up the sleeping king from the ground.

In the distance, there were voices shouting to find the king. Such voices lasted most of the night. Many people's voices were already hoarse, but they were still calling tirelessly.Cedric was among them, with despair and regret on his face, and William was supporting him worriedly.

Pollan was not looking for this hapless creature, and he glanced around, a tyrannical smile on his face.

The king is dead, and the world is controlled by demons. Pollan unceremoniously pulled out the mysterious man in the cloak, and an invisible force pinned him to death in the air.The man in the cloak struggled hard, and the hood slipped off, revealing indeed a charming female face.

"Evil... devil..." The woman panted with difficulty, her legs kicking wildly in the air.

"Member Biermin," the demon softly called out his name, "It looks like you want to give my little king a hint?"

"Then...the prompt failed?"