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

"Dear king, each of us three will give the little princess a blessing." The fairy in red lightly lifted the hem of her skirt and bowed to the king and queen, "Your Highness deserves the best in this world."

"But..." the queen was a little embarrassed, "It should be clearly stated on the invitations sent to everyone that it is not the little princess, but the prince, the future heir to the kingdom."

The three fairies looked at each other, and they discussed nervously and in low voices for a while, and finally, the leading fairy in red made up her mind.

"The intensity of the investigation...increase...it doesn't matter..."

So the red-clothed fairy turned to the queen with a pleasant smile, "It doesn't matter, we are willing to bless all the lovely children."

The queen was relieved at last, and she smiled at the king, and the fairies began their blessings.

The fairy in red said: "Your Highness, my gift is [Beauty]."

The fairy in green said: "Your Highness, my gift is [Fortune]."

The fairy in blue slowly revealed a secretive smile——

"My little Highness, the gift I will bestow on you cannot be taken back or refuted, you will..."

"...shut up!" The door of the auditorium was rudely knocked open, and the cold rain poured in, soaking the scarlet carpet.A wizard dressed in black came in the cold rain, shook his black cloak, and sprinkled a circle of water droplets. He seemed to be in a hurry, so that some gasps leaked out, but the purple eyes hidden under the hood, A sharp and angry cold light was shining.

"Greedy things, even the heirs of the kingdom, dare to do it?!"

"Put away your blessings, put away your hypocrisy, put away your pretentious gestures! If you dare to say your last blessing today, I have the ability to end your lives as fairies!"

The audience was in an uproar, and the nobles watching the ceremony recognized the iconic black cloak, like an ominous bird with its wings drooping. The king glared at the intruder, and the queen was full of tears. She hurried to the cradle and hugged her baby. child.

"Your Excellency, we don't seem to have offended you!" The king tried to convince people with reason, but he quickly remembered the other party's evil deeds, and knowing that negotiations were useless, he simply drew out his sword to protect his wife and children.

The queen suddenly thought of something and cried, "Honey, we didn't invite the wizard to the banquet. He must have found an excuse because of this!"

Everyone suddenly realized, the wizard let out a low curse, and raised his hand without any explanation at all.

"Whatever you think! I'm just doing what I think is right!"

"Stop him!!!"

"guard!!!"

"Protect Your Highness!!!"

Noisy... dream.

Arthur opened his eyes a little irritably, and a few early birds were chirping outside the window. Other than that, it was quiet and peaceful, and it was just a dream after all.

It was very late yesterday to catch up on the manuscript, and Arthur felt that he couldn't go on like this in the future. If he kept going like this, he suspected that he would die from overwork.Getting up from the bed, after a simple wash, Arthur went out for morning exercises as usual, and picked up yesterday's letters from the post office by the way.

It has been three years since I settled in this small town called San Jose. I have my own detached villa and yard, and I bought a car. For a child who has worked hard all the way from the orphanage, he has done well. and……

"Mr. Maleficent, there are a lot of letters today." The post office staff already recognized Arthur, and when they saw him, they brought a cardboard box over with a smile on their faces, "Oh, there are so many! You write every day Do you want to read this?"

"Of course not all of them will be read." Arthur nodded politely, hugged the cardboard box and walked back.

The atmosphere of the whole town is very peaceful, and most of the people living here are elderly people. Arthur chooses to live in seclusion at a prime age, not only because he is completely an old man in mind, but also because his writing needs a quiet place. environment.

Yes, Arthur's current occupation is a detective novelist. This occupation was not chosen carelessly. When he opened his eyes in this world, the original owner had successfully hovered on the verge of starvation, and there was a pile of unfinished work on the desktop The manuscripts are all detective novels.

Arthur read it, although he didn't want to hurt the self-confidence of the deceased original owner, but...

It would be strange if these novels could be published.

Adhering to the behest of the original owner, Arthur chose the profession of detective novelist.Having experienced countless worlds, his experience is not insignificant, and he has also seen all kinds of strange events. Expressing these in words quickly made him one of the top suspense novelists.

If the hype is right, Arthur will undoubtedly reap greater benefits, but he prefers a quiet life, and he doesn't even show his face in front of people, which instead attracts more enthusiastic pursuit.

Arthur said that he was used to the trembling mentality of human beings.

The little box was on the table, and Arthur picked out from the pile of envelopes letters from the editor and publisher, which were to be answered promptly.The reason why this small town is so quiet is because there are no external electronic communication facilities. Arthur has network cables and computers here, but they are basically not used in general, just to guard against some special situations.

After replying to several important letters, half the morning had passed. Arthur received the biscuits from the old couple next door. They were sweet and delicious. Half a bag of them went down without paying attention. He paused, not because he was afraid of eating too many biscuits. He was afraid that he would not have anything to eat after eating these.

When he was free, he would want to read something. Arthur flipped through the mailbox and took out a few letters from readers to read.There are often witty words in these letters, and even guessing the direction of the case, Arthur smiled and shook his head, intending to pull out a few more letters from the mailbox and write back letters one by one, which can be regarded as his routine interaction with readers.

Arthur touched a letter that seemed to contain something hard. This is normal. There are often readers who like to include small and delicate gifts in their letters. The letter has been tested by the post office and will not contain dangerous items such as explosives. Arthur also It was reassuring, but the prudence in his nature made him put on gloves and slowly opened the envelope.

Seeing the contents of the envelope clearly, Arthur's pupils constricted suddenly, and he immediately dropped the envelope.As expected, the prank was far from over, the entire envelope was soon soaked in blood, more blood could not be absorbed by the paper, and rushed out, flowing onto the dining table and then onto the floor, all the way to Arthur Slowly stopped at his feet.

The air was full of the pungent rust smell, and Arthur stared at the big pool of blood with a solemn expression.

Mom, how should I wipe it clean in a while (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

The hard object in the envelope was a pale finger bone. If this was intimidation, it was undoubtedly the highest level of intimidation, the kind that wanted to kill him.

Is it because I have developed too fast in the past two years and harmed someone's interests?The opponent's method is quite supernatural, unlike what ordinary humans can do. Arthur can't deny that there are ghosts in this world, because the body he is using now is strictly speaking abnormal.

Arthur opened a secret compartment of the cupboard, and took out a small bottle of liquid from it. It was like water, but it was the finished product he obtained after repeated refining.He wiped the water-like liquid on the eyelids, and the two red runes lit up and were washed away by the potion.

Arthur opened his eyes, and the world began to change.

The air is filled with balloon-like blue unknown objects, floating around unsteadily, and passing through directly when encountering human bodies or furniture. These are remnants of people after death, without independent thinking, basically as a stronger soul Food exists, but can appear during the day.Arthur tried every means to seal his ability of spiritual vision. In the final analysis, it was because of these things that ordinary people could directly see through them. When he came to Arthur, the whole world during the day was filled with this kind of dangling and round covering.

Turning on his spirit vision, Arthur turned his gaze to the pool of blood. The rising blood-red flames distorted the surrounding scenery slightly. The place where the flames were most dense was the amputated phalanx. Arthur had no doubt that there would be an evil one tonight. The spirit crawled out of the bones and swung its claws at him with the determination to kill him.

With the mentality of attacking first, Arthur poked his hand into the hidden compartment again, took out a small bottle of holy water with a blank face, and calmly sprinkled it on the blood stains. The phalanges were specially taken care of, and most of the remaining bottles were used up. Pour it all on top.

No thanks, that's how generous it is! (￣_,￣)

Arthur vaguely heard the sound of a whole piece of butter falling on the hot iron pan. Those ominous flames seemed to have met their nemesis, and slowly dissipated in the noise. After finishing cooking, Arthur put away the bottle and ignored these weird things for the time being. After simply handling the scene, I carried a few changes of clothes, and the unfinished manuscripts were not forgotten, and they were all packed away.

His destination is the only church in the small town. The priest here is also a person with special abilities and can see some ghosts. Arthur plans to temporarily live in the church for a few days to see the situation before deciding what to do next.

With the streets full of obstacles, Arthur arrived at the church without any risk. The priest was preaching, so he just sat on the middle seat and listened carefully for a while.

The ominous atmosphere surrounding him disappeared completely as soon as he entered the church. Arthur sat comfortably on the back of the chair, and the soothing voice of the priest echoed throughout the church. Loving and gentle.

Whatever the ghost, the power of the Light will always be most effective against these creatures of the shadows.Arthur can be a necromancer who manipulates dead bones, or he can be a devout follower of the Holy Light. As long as it allows him to live better in this world, he can accept anything that does not involve principles.

"My old friend, it seems that something has happened to you?" At some point, the priest had finished his sermon, and the old people who listened to the sermon had all gone home. The evening sun cast into this small church, Ah Se was startled to find himself falling asleep.

"Creatures in the shadows will drain your energy, especially malicious ones." The priest explained the reason for his sleepiness, and then cast worried eyes on Arthur, "Did something find you?"

"I don't have a clue either." Arthur said as he got up, and walked to the back lounge with the priest, "If you can, take me in for a few days, I feel that thing will not give up easily."

"Do you want to use that kind of thing?" the priest asked.

Arthur pushed back his pale golden forehead hair, and let out a soft breath.

"I think things have gone in the worst direction."