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

"I didn't expect that at such a young age, your family would let you travel far away." Several businessmen in the caravan kept pace with Arthur, chatting in a relaxed tone.

Their caravan is too large, and there are almost no blind sand robbers who will stare at such a team, let alone specially hired guards, walking around the caravan and patrolling vigilantly. There is plenty of dry food and drinking water, and it is not unreasonable for these people to relax.

"It's just a matter of experience." Arthur smiled slightly. As long as he wanted, he could easily change his slightly indifferent appearance and act extra pleasing. The group of businessmen now have a good impression of him.

"Uncle Basel, don't you pass by Mehraga?" Arthur asked seemingly unintentionally. Businessman Basel looked at his ignorant expression, and couldn't help but think of the children at home, his eyes softened slightly. , thought of teaching a little.

"Our small caravan has always followed the team of the Merchant Alliance." Pointing the camel's whip to the front, Basel smiled proudly: "Since King Solomon vigorously developed commerce, our merchants have bravely walked in the On this land, the merchant alliance was a product of decades ago, and small caravans gathered together to travel across the desert more safely."

Seeing Arthur thinking, Basel became even more excited, "We don't need to go through Mehraigah for resupply, the supplies carried by the team are enough, and the past oases are all on our map, and the water source is no problem at all. ,not to mention……"

He mysteriously drove the camel closer to Arthur, and said in a low voice, "There are often rumors of strangers disappearing in Mehraga. From now on, when you walk on this road, try to stay as far away from that country as possible."

Sure enough, never underestimate the aborigines in the world, their intelligence network even surprised Arthur slightly.

"What do you say?" Basel cheered up again, and took out a handful of dates from his pocket and handed it to Arthur.The dates had no moisture, but were very sweet. Arthur took a bite of one, and his cheeks swelled up slightly. Suddenly, a man came to Basel on a camel.

"Hey, Basel, we've arrived at the oasis ahead, stop and rectify!"

Basel responded loudly, and the man returned on his camel.Basel turned his head and smiled at Arthur: "Stop and have something to eat and drink. I brought very good coffee."

Except for a few coffees with strong milk flavor, Arthur was not interested in other coffees, but he would never refuse others' kindness, so he entered the oasis with the caravan and sat down near the water source.

It is said to be a water source, but it is actually just a small and pitiful spring, and the water gushes out very slowly.Basel sighed sadly, maybe the next time he passes by here, this oasis will completely disappear in the desert.

"This is Solomon's condemnation..." Basel handed the coffee to Arthur. There was very little water in the coffee. Arthur looked at the black bowl of "drink" that could almost be used as medicine, and fell into a long silence. among.

He really... hates suffering...

"Why is it Solomon's condemnation?" Arthur asked for advice with an open face, and changed the subject quite neatly.

Basel drank coffee, besides Arthur, there were several young people around him, but none of them were younger than Arthur, so Arthur received another preferential treatment - a cup of fresh camel milk.

Yes, very fresh, just squeezed out.

Arthur calmly used Amon's flame power to heat the camel milk.Although this thing is called "Desert Platinum", if you drink it directly, there may be problems, so it's better to heat it up.

The taste of camel milk reminded Arthur of butter, and a little bit of salty taste was tolerable, so he had more patience to listen to Basel's stories.

This is the home of the Arabian Nights, and everyone loves storytelling, especially the elderly.Basel took two slow puffs of his cigarette, and then said, "In Solomon's time, the Muslim world was a real heaven, with flowers blooming everywhere, and the sky was as blue as a jewel..."

Although the story is a bit unrealistic, Arthur thinks there is some truth to it. At least in his memory, the land is not so barren, and large oases can be seen everywhere. There is no need to follow the guidance on the map and carefully follow a specific route. OK.The barrenness seems to have come after the death of Solomon. The demon kings dispersed one after another, the sages disappeared, the rain stopped coming, and all creatures from heaven and earth refused to be used by the new king.

The Betrayer ended up with a desolate enough country.

"...The traitor finally stole the throne. Even though the wise King Solomon died, the condemnation before his death still moved the heart of the earth. From then on, it is the arid world we are familiar with."

Basel took his last puff of cigarette, knocked on the stem of the cigarette, and called everyone to go on the road.

"Let's go, the caravan is about to set off."

Arthur still obediently followed Basel, and the aftertaste of the story was still lingering in his mind.The journey was boring, so he took out the more complete map given to him by Basel and spread it out, staring intently at the direction they were heading.

"Mr. Basel, if this continues, we will pass through the Pagan Kingdom."

"...There is no way to do it." Basel's tone was slightly low. "I have to go through this every year. As long as I pay enough travel expenses, I should be able to get through it without incident."

Arthur had a vague premonition in his heart that this time it might not go so smoothly.

Afraid that the crow's mouth would come true, Arthur held back and said nothing, but they were really unlucky, and the few people who went to inquire about the news first brought back bad news.

"Lack of slaves." The voice of the middle-aged man trembled slightly, "It is said that the people sent out did not bring back enough goods, and the attitude of the Kingdom is a bit ambiguous."

He was really afraid, afraid that people like himself would be used as "cargo" to fill the gap. It's not that the Pagan Kingdom has never done this kind of thing. Even if their caravans have a large number of people, it is difficult to escape from the murderous hands.The pagan kingdom will not use real swords and guns to attack them. It is said that they will corrupt people's will in a gentle way, so that passers-by will stay away and be trained as goods that can be sold.

"What did the team leader say?" Basel's expression became serious.

"What the team leader means is that if we don't move forward and get supplies in the Pagan Kingdom, we will suffer huge losses." The middle-aged man lowered his head. In fact, for him, he would rather lose a little than pass The pagan kingdom, but their supplies are really not enough to support the return.

"We have a lot of people, shouldn't it matter?" A young man said optimistically. He was also a member who followed Basel and wanted to learn how to behave in the world. At his age, he still has a good view of the world. fantasy.

Basel looked at Arthur subconsciously, and the young child stared at him calmly, with worry flashing in his eyes.

It's really sharp. I don't know which big family taught the children to have a far-sighted vision than young people.He is clearly aware of the huge risk in this matter, just like Basel, but...

"Before we set off, we have already signed a contract with the caravan leader, and we will obey the leader's will." Basel said with a sigh, "Although my original intention is to return the loss, but the contract comes first, if you go back on it, I'm afraid I won't be able to continue as a businessman."

Arthur understood him very well. Originally, he planned to stay on the outside to observe the situation first, but with such a large group of people, it seemed safer to follow in. At least he and Amon, whether it was stealth or flame, he could at least escape for his life.

Well, also be careful not to touch anything in there.

The condor glides under the sun, and its feathers show an extremely beautiful transition from brown to gold.As soon as he touched the land of the pagan kingdom, the sleeping demon king opened his eyes. He has the closest human appearance among all the demon gods, except that there are a pair of spiral horns on the top of his head, which are ferocious and beautiful.

What is the condor doing?Agares thought unhappily, that incompetent waste, who couldn't even protect the king, dared to appear in front of him? !

But if he is not happy, Agares has to admit that he cannot defeat the Condor who was born as the lord of elves, especially after King Solomon died, and he has no way to file a complaint.

Thinking of the unparalleled king, Agares' expression twisted for a moment.

He had already discovered the love desire in Balkiss like a prairie fire. This love desire violated the original contract between her and King Solomon to live in peace. However, he chose to remain silent, and found an excuse to send away the demon king Sidi who also possessed the power of love.

He didn't know what he wanted to do, he had looked up to the glorious king for many years, maybe he was expecting the king to be burned to death by the fire of love that he never cared about.

Yes, because it was like dying in his hands.

He is the promoter of the king's death!

Then, Agares thought, the purpose of the Condor was very clear.Previously Shenying was ashamed and focused on building the Yishu Palace, but now he was stimulated by some kind of stimulus and started to settle accounts with him, which is not good.

Is it...

The devil's heart jumped up "boom, boom, boom," it was just his own fantasy. The devil is just a condensate of power, and he doesn't have a heart.But if he didn't do this, he really didn't know how to describe his complicated mood.

He longed to see that person again, and was also afraid of seeing that person again.

Accompanied by gusts of wind, the condor slowly flew down, its golden pupils were clear and sharp, in his eyes, only a faint shadow remained of the Demon King, just like the life of the other party that was about to dissipate.

The wings covered the golden pupils, and then opened again. Standing in front of Agares was a human-shaped condor, with long hair cut off on one side, remembering the shame of the year.

"Agares," Condor said quietly, "you should pay for your sin."

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