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

Arthur picked up a lot of hazelnuts and pine nuts and went back, which made him wobble a bit when he flew up. Finally, he dragged the basket back to the residence. The Mole was sorting the ball of cotton. Although his eyesight was poor, it did not affect his dexterity in the slightest. Quickly draw the thread and wind it up, and then go to the spinning wheel to spin white and velvet fabric.

"Are you back? Why did you bring so many?" Mole raised his head quickly when he heard the movement, and said disapprovingly, "Your wings are not good at carrying weight. Next time you have so many wings, come back and call me."

Arthur was noncommittal, leaned on the flannel-covered sofa as soon as he retracted his wings, and grabbed a book to read.

The Mole is very learned, and what he lacks in eyesight he makes up for with a large number of Braille books.Arthur later collected some books in the hands of the original species himself, and the bookshelf in the Mole's house became even more spectacular.Strange to say, there are some books circulating among the primitive species in this world. It is said that only the elves can print them, and the elves live in the distant country of flowers.

Arthur has never seen an elf in this vicinity. It has been more than half a year since he gradually realized how much the elves cherish.

"In the place where I used to live, a primitive species once gave birth to an elf species abnormally, which was a red squirrel, but not long after, the newly born elf species was forcibly taken away by the country of flowers. The elves shouldn’t live with the lowly primitive species.” The mole sat next to Arthur, cotton thread was still in his paws, and he spoke with concern, “So, if you can’t go out, don’t go out, I… ...I'm a little worried about you..."

Arthur was stunned for a moment, and then, a smile came out of his eyes bit by bit, and his lavender pupils shone brightly, "Don't worry, I won't be taken away by them, let alone listen to When you say that, I also have doubts about the elves."

The mole was a little stuck, "Question...doubt? But, Arthur, from the perspective of form, the elves are your real companions, aren't they?"

"Yeah, it looks like this." Arthur drooped his eyelashes, curled his hair boredly, bits of gold twitched between his fingers, but unfortunately the mole couldn't see it, "but I've passed and will be The word 'companion' is too old to bewitch, if, as you said, that country really uses this stupid way to govern, it will only collapse sooner or later, from the bottom up...'Boom'..."

The originally cute cotton thread in Mole's hand got tangled up. He lowered his head to cover it up, and asked tentatively, "So, what would you do if it were you?"

Arthur doesn't think this kind of question is strange. After getting along for so long, he and Mole are very familiar. After reading the same book, they will discuss the deep meaning or evaluate the protagonist's actions.

"It's very simple." Swallow's slightly narrowed eyes showed some sharpness. "I will destroy this rotten kingdom, and then build a new kingdom on the ruins—a kingdom that obediently obeys my will."

The cotton thread in the mole's hand was completely messed up. He suddenly wanted to see the expression on the swallow's face at this time, but his severely degraded strength was not enough to support his idea. His claws straightened out the cotton thread clumsily, and it took him a long time before he dared to raise his head again. .

"Don't go head-to-head with them. It is said that the elves in the country of flowers... master magic."

Arthur sat up straight at once. He always thought that the use of magic was forbidden in this world, but now he learned that the elves in the Kingdom of Flowers can use magic!

"The Kingdom of Flowers... can use magic?"

"Yes, but magic has always been mysterious, and no one knows why it can be used..." Unexpectedly, Arthur would have such a big reaction, and Mole felt a little regretful in his heart. He should have revealed these news later, preferably In the winter when he couldn't travel, after all, he was really worried that Arthur would fly away directly.

"You don't need to show that look, I'm not that reckless..." Arthur sighed silently, forcing himself to hold back the eagerness to move, "At least I will wait until next spring before leaving. I don't want to freeze to death on the road."

The Mole calmed down a bit, but he was still worried. Seeing Arthur pick up the basket from the ground, he hurriedly followed him, fearing that he would fly away regardless, which made Arthur a little dumbfounded.

"I can go by myself, you don't have to follow."

Being refused to follow, Mole stopped silently and watched Arthur leave.

Swallow arrived at the door, with its long and narrow wings folded behind his calf, he didn't turn his head, but said quietly: "I know you are not an ordinary mole, and this information is not something that a primitive species should know, but , everyone has their own secrets, we are still friends."

His figure disappeared into the passage.

The young man with dragonfly wings appeared next to the mole quietly and tremblingly, "Your Highness, there is new news from the capital. Prince Aiwen has discovered a newly born elf species, which has great natural potential. Awakening is possible. For this reason, Prince Aiwen even gave the elf species a name. Our people temporarily prevented him from bringing the elf species back, but we are extremely sorry, because of a series of changes, we have not been able to bring the new elf species to us Come here."

"...It's just because of incompetence, there's no need to make so many excuses." Mole lowered his head, and the elves looked a little petite in front of him, trembling with fear.

"I'll give you a chance to make amends, find the right time, and tell Arthur about the elves...I will always tell him what he wants to know." The mole said in a low voice, and then picked it up again. He picked up the ball of cotton thread and began to weave it under the horrified eyes of the young man who saw the destruction of the world.

#My boss suddenly sprouted a girlish heart and started knitting scarves, what should I do, I am quite scared QVQ#

In order to fulfill the boss's capricious request, the dragonfly-winged elf was really worried. He recruited a few of his subordinates and planned to stage an attempted kidnapping, but he almost died before he could leave.

He now feels that His Royal Highness's eyesight is really good. After tactfully drawing out the information he wanted to know, Yanzi exposed his murderous heart and quickly caught one of his subordinates. If he hadn't used the wind magic in time, I'm afraid That man is really about to be captured.

It is indeed the elf species that His Royal Highness likes!Don't want to have high combat power without awakening!

Arthur was a little annoyed that he accidentally let go the rare elf species, but soon, his attention focused on the "awakening" that the leader elf species said.

The elves must be awakened in order to use magic smoothly. The Kingdom of Flowers has a holy pool for awakening. The nearly [-]% awakening rate has made the country's strength unprecedentedly inflated.But Arthur has a little doubt, before there is no holy pool, can all elves be unable to use magic?

There must be some opportunity or material existence that can stimulate awakening...

While pondering, Arthur jumped over a piece of withered grass. The cold wind blew, and he couldn't help shivering.

The swallows who were barely of the same family left half a month ago, but Arthur still stayed here. Counting the time, the heavy snow will come soon, which also means that the heroine of this world will soon come.

It also means his departure.

Thinking of this, Arthur couldn't help but worry a little about that stupid mole. If he left, wouldn't the field mouse bully that guy to death?

Before leaving, avoid future troubles?Hmm, sounds like a good idea.

With murderous thoughts in his mind, Arthur folded his wings and got into the underground passage. After walking around for a while, Arthur was surprised to find that the mole was already waiting here, and there seemed to be something in his arms.As soon as he approached, the Mole noticed that the things in his arms spread out and wrapped him even with his wings. Arthur couldn't help rubbing the fluffy fabric against the warmth.

Finally, the scarf was dyed on both sides, one side was white and the other was beige. It was specially woven thick and wide. It could be used as a scarf when folded, or as a cloak when unfolded. Arthur drew a few magic patterns on it to lock in heat. The scarf was next to the fireplace. Once baked, it will be very warm for most of the day.

"You don't need to wait for me here, the weather is getting colder..."

The Mole helped him fasten the scarf silently, and walked beside him, and the two of them walked together in the dark tunnel.The underground is warmer than the ground. If there is another fireplace, the whole winter can probably be spent comfortably, not to mention the food Arthur hoarded.

"I baked a chestnut cake and put a lot of sugar in it, you will like it." Mole said briskly, "The book ordered last month has finally arrived, we will not be bored this winter, and you have been going to the ground less recently Well, the weather is getting colder..."

Arthur listened quietly, and suddenly said, "You don't have to be so nice to me."

The Mole was silent for a while, and then suddenly made an excuse: "I don't have any purpose, I just..."

"I know." Yanzi's voice could already be called gentle, "I know you have no purpose. Now, besides being an elf, what else is there to pursue?"

"I'm just... a little surprised? Or at a loss? After all, my previous experience told me: everything in this world is an exchange of equal value, and no one will treat another person preferentially for no reason. If you want to get something, You have to go through brutal fighting to get it."

A emptiness gradually appeared in the lavender eyes, "Yeah... fighting..."

[If it's my parent and child, just win and show me! 】

Arthur knew that there was a problem with his memory, as if it had been artificially sealed, but he believed that he was rigorous and careful, and it was impossible for him to be plotted against, so... there is a high possibility that he did it himself.

So, what is it that he would rather not remember but also forget?

...and brushed against the mole's velvety fur.

"Arthur, you have to learn to get used to it." Mole's eyes were still gray, and he wanted to observe the expression of the swallow at this time, but unfortunately his limited vision prevented him from doing so, so he could only move forward carefully.

"Arthur, I will take care of you, and I will never give up on you no matter what..." Mole said cautiously, "Whether you want to go to the Land of Flowers, at least, at least wait until spring, I, I want to go with you too." Together with you..."

Swallow was silent for a long time this time, and then Mole felt that the light and shadow in front of him suddenly faded, and the fur on the top of his head was suddenly messed up, and the swallow's long and narrow wings gently wrapped him around.

"I won't go to the Kingdom of Flowers anymore." Swallow said, "Let's move in spring. This place has been discovered by the elves. It is necessary to move if we don't want to be captured."

"I will also be with you until the end of your life."

The plot and the like are not important anymore, it is just that the lord god has to be wronged to stay in time and space for a while, and when his body dies, he can still break free from the world.

Because... just leaving like this is unfair to his friend who is a bit stupid, right?

Mole is stupid.

The author has something to say: Sario finally got the right way to attack Arthur, some people just eat soft but not hard _(:зゝ∠)_

Sario: ...The question now is how can I say that I am actually an elf? !