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

Arthur looked at him suspiciously, but refused to stretch out his hand. The devil had no choice but to stand there and "give a gift" to Arthur.The huge bat wings spread out, as if covering the sky and the sun, a strange and hoarse syllable passed by Arthur's ears——

"Whoever sees you nodding and saying yes, will meet death."

After Arthur listened and confirmed that the demon had no more to say, he turned and walked to the mirror without saying a word.The devil had a bad premonition, and before he could recover, he heard the newly resurrected king firmly facing the mirror and saying "yes".

Then Arthur lay back on the bed and came back to life again. He died twice in a short period of time, and his life was almost premature.

The devil choked speechlessly, he opened his mouth, and found that no matter what he said in the current situation, he was pale, angry and funny, at the same time, he heard his heart that had been silent for a long time beating.

The willful and tough little king in front of him seems to be tailor-made for him, and everything fits perfectly. Whether it is the decisive killing before or the almost childish but very effective confrontation now, the devil resists no.He had already given up on drawing out the little king's soul, but now it seems... can he move the bottom line back a little?

Human beings who like the new and dislike the old probably don't like being trapped in infinite reincarnation.

As soon as this idea came up, the devil's heart suddenly trembled. He didn't know when he had no principles to this point. Until now, he was full of intentions to please.

Dangerous...very dangerous...he wants to leave the little king to calm down...

"I don't want this gift," the little king's slightly indifferent voice sounded, grabbing the demon's attention for a second, "Matt must be the first to come in, and he will ask me if I want to send troops to fight against the rebellion." Army, I can't say no."

"You like him that much? He was the accomplice who killed you." The devil snorted coldly, "Or is it your preference, just the foolish loyalty he represents?"

Oh, angry, Arthur looked at the devil with a half-smile, the other party's words had clearly revealed something, obviously he was very angry.

"It's interesting to say that Matt represents respect and loyalty, and Cedric represents nobility and restraint. These are all praised virtues. Are they from the angel's side? It is very wrong to commit crimes because of virtue Interesting religious topic."

The devil's pupils slowly tightened. What Arthur said almost represented the truth.

"I really underestimated you...My Majesty..." the devil sighed in a low voice, and then smiled with everything under control, "But what if you know the truth? You are still in this hunting ground, although It makes me a little unhappy to say that, but it's not just me you're facing."

"It's all around you—everyone!"

The devil is really good at sowing words. Arthur lowered his eyes, and when he raised them again, there was no haze at all. The gorgeous violet color was light and romantic, and it seemed that he would never be stained by despair.

"Look, those of you who are good at playing with chess pieces, it must be human resilience that will overcome everything in the end!"

When the general rebelled, Arthur first dispatched the army to temporarily support him. He knew clearly that he could not resist for a long time, but what he wanted was never victory in countering the rebellion.

Arthur summoned the Archbishop of Canterbury to face the culprit who had just killed him in the last... last reincarnation. Arthur leaned on the throne with one hand, and the clergyman fell into his eyes like a white light that was easily extinguished flame.

"I heard that the church arrested a group of witches a while ago?"

The Archbishop of Canterbury was silent for a while, then nodded and said, "Yes, Your Majesty, they will be burned at the stake tomorrow."

So fast?Arthur is glad that he caught up. He didn't know the news in the last reincarnation, and escaped from this cage with the help of Mrs. Linna. He is now taking the initiative to bring up this issue because he once saw it on the witch. Burn marks.

The burning of the church is a nightmare for wizards and heretics. Arthur was in need of stabilizing the religious forces before, and he didn't think about stopping it. Now he has to do it. This will be his chance to find the witch.

What he urgently needs now is frost blood.With such props, he can completely awaken the villain in the bottle. The villain in the bottle is a miracle of alchemy. The relevant information Arthur found in Lamascus also shows that the other party is more powerful than he thought. Dangerous situation, at worst, we will fight again in the next reincarnation.

"Release them." The king ordered coldly. He opened his piercing purple eyes like a fierce beast waking up from sleep. Under such eyes, the archbishop trembled slightly.

"You can't...!"

"I can!" The king gave an order, and the guards on all sides quickly pushed the archbishop to the ground. The exquisite clergyman's robe was covered with dust, and the offended anger made the archbishop grit his teeth, "You are blasphemy!" God! You have been taken over by demons!"

"Good reason!" Arthur raised his voice, lifted his cloak and stepped down from the throne, looked down at the archbishop condescendingly, his tone suddenly became intimate and soft, "However, I am not a heretic that can be easily eliminated, I am the king of this country. "

"I was crowned by you back then. I originally thought that this happy cooperation would last forever. I gave the church rights and money, and the church suppressed heresy for me. It was a very good cooperation, but now you have torn it up. "

The archbishop began to regret not bringing the Templars in. He is now in a state of incompetence every day. The guards are all trusted by the king and graduated from a school established by the royal family. It is impossible to disobey orders for faith.

"As the order continues, the Archbishop of Canterbury is worried about the upcoming military chaos, and voluntarily stays in the chapel in the palace to pray for the country."

The archbishop struggled desperately for a while, knowing that he was stuck here today.

Time was running out, so Arthur took people to the cathedral himself. According to the news he got, the witches were locked in cells under the church.Arthur led the guards to temporarily control the personnel of the cathedral, walked down the dungeon by himself, and saw the witches who had been imprisoned for a long time.

Most of them are young and beautiful, huddled together in small groups, waiting for the bad luck that is about to befall them.At this time, the young man who walked down quickly was like a glorious sun god, and with a soft sentence, he dispelled the cloud that had shrouded the witch's head for several days.

"It's all right, you won't be burned at the stake." His tone was very gentle, obviously afraid of shocking these devastated girls.The soldiers brought blankets and hot soup, and Arthur asked them to distribute the things, so that the witches had the strength to walk first.

"After everyone recovers, go to the side to register, and we will send you home according to your origin." Matt didn't know why his Majesty suddenly rescued these girls, and this did not prevent him from blindly supporting every decision of His Majesty .The devil is right, Matt represents foolish loyalty, he always unconditionally supports every decision of the king.

Most of the witches were poor homeless people who didn't know where they belonged. When they were asked about their hometown at this time, they all looked at a girl with long brown curly hair in the crowd.The girl was tall and slender, and soon recovered after drinking a bowl of hot soup, fixedly staring at Arthur for a while, and came out more and more.

"I believe in you, Your Majesty the King." Her etiquette was not quite standard, but she was very respectful, "Thank you for your help. If there is something you need to do, I am willing to do my best."

Arthur raised his eyebrows slightly, "Aren't you afraid that I'm lying to you?"

The girl smiled, frankness is easy to make people feel good, "I believe in my own judgment, if I can't even see people correctly, I would have died on the stake a few years ago."

Arthur nodded, not politely, "I need frost blood. According to rumors, there is such a thing in the hands of a witch who is erratic like smoke."

The girl's expression changed for a moment, she hesitated for a while, and finally made up her mind, "Please dismiss the idlers around, I can only tell you about this matter."

Matt became nervous for a moment, the evil image of the witch had already been ingrained in his heart, he was afraid of what the witch would do, so he looked at Arthur nervously, "Your Majesty, at least let me..."

"No need, you step back." Arthur respected the girl's wish and waved everyone away, leaving only him and the girl standing face to face.

"The owner of the thing you mentioned is my teacher. Before I was arrested, I sent a distress signal to the teacher. Unfortunately, the teacher was far away in Ramascus at the time. The distance is too far, and theoretically he can only arrive the day after tomorrow."

"The execution date set by the Archbishop is tomorrow." Arthur responded calmly.

The girl took a deep breath and smiled wryly, "So thanks to you, because of this life-saving grace, I am willing to persuade the teacher to give you frost blood."

Arthur was relieved.

The other witches settled in the royal garden and were sent away one after another. The girls with good teachers stayed in the palace, waiting for the witches to come.

Because of the witch, Arthur has fallen out with the church, but he doesn't care about the price he is about to pay. He has a wonderful feeling in the dark, as long as he gets the frost blood to wake up the villain in the bottle, the current bad situation can be reversed.

For no reason, Arthur trusted his instincts.

Sure enough, the witch came to the palace the day after tomorrow. She appeared silently in the heavily guarded palace like a misty mist. There was a ray of living light flashing, and the eyes that fell on the disciple were also very gentle.

"Teacher!" The girl went up excitedly, and just about to explain what happened, the witch waved her hand, indicating that she had understood the cause and effect.

"Dear King, you have rescued my disciple." The hoarse voice remained rational, and the witch bowed cautiously to Arthur, "So, I will grant your wish."

The icy frost blood fell into Arthur's hands again, and the witch and her disciples turned into a cloud of smoke and floated out of the palace without hesitation. With the shadow of this time, they may not be close to human society again in the past ten years .

Arthur put the flask and the frost blood together, and both things glowed at the same time——