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

It was very late at night, but Pollan didn't sleep. He walked out of his luxuriously furnished military tent, and took a deep breath of the slightly cold outside air.No one dared to disturb him, and the servants retreated in the corner. Although the nobles were afraid of power and went out with him, at this time they had already retreated to their warm tents and dreamed.

This position...is really lonely...

He didn't know what the little king would think when he looked up at the starry sky in the middle of the night. The king sitting on the throne couldn't talk to anyone, and he staggered forward in a posture that was about to be crushed. Beheaded by the usurper.

Pollan didn’t consider himself a good king, and he never treated himself badly. Some people secretly said that he was like a greedy dragon, swallowing the flesh and blood of his people. His palace was magnificent and full of exotic treasures. and beautiful men and women.

There are treasures, but Pollan doesn't want to be blamed for licentiousness. He wants to defend himself like a jade for the little king... This thought came so naturally, it made him slightly startled, and then a secret smile appeared in his eyes.

Run, no matter how far you run, death will bring the little king back to him, this is the curse he bestowed, and it is so sweet in the aftertaste, it is almost like a vow at a wedding.

However, even if the little king didn't know where he went, he still had his own things to do.

The area controlled by the devil is actually not that big, only about the castle and a few fiefs on the edge. In the past, the little king was trapped in this square inch like a canary. In this area, the devil can possess anyone, no matter what kind All means are within reach.However, the situation became serious now, the little king ran out, and for decades, the devil's control over him was reduced to the lowest level.

So the devil thought about taking the initiative to cut off the possible waves of reinforcements from the little king.

He found the underground palace. He didn't know if he was afraid of him. The skeleton hidden inside hadn't shown up. That's fine. The other party is the only strange creature that the devil can't kill. to the place.Master Ibn Sur in the court had researched a building material called "cement" some time ago, and Pollan immediately ordered that all places that might enter the underground palace be firmly poured to prevent the possibility of the little king entering the underground palace.

Mrs. Linna, who is good at white magic, was also "invited" to the palace by Pollan and could not go out easily. In this way, the only ones who could help the little king were the broken bottle and the stupid dragon of Blackstone Castle.

The witch is not within the scope of Pollan's consideration. She has already fallen into a semi-mad state due to her own aging, so there is no need to pay too much attention to it.

He wants to cut off all opportunities for the little king. This dark middle ages will be a breeding ground for clean souls. The human body is so sweet. The devil has long since given up the idea of ​​tearing the soul out of the body, and only wants to catch him. Keep it warm afterwards.

No one could see the imaginary picture. Pollan took a shower with a dreamy face, and went back to the tent to sleep.

Arthur gasped, seeing that the black dragon was trembling and still trying to get up from the ground, he immediately picked up the holy sword, and the holy sword burst out with a strong light, scaring the black dragon to whine again and again, with its wings tightly clamped.

From his throat, he made a flattering "woo-woo" sound that only a young dragon would make. This kind of sound is usually used to beg for food from his parents. As an adult dragon, he made such a sound, which is enough to show that he was scared by Arthur. Dare to raise the slightest thought of resistance.

Only then did Arthur put down the holy sword, and looked at the cowardly black dragon.He didn't hit hard, and when he used the holy sword, he just patted it like a cucumber. It can be said that the black dragon didn't have any wounds on his body, at best, it hurt a little bit from the beating.With the mentality of beating a bunch of sweet dates, Arthur stretched out his hand to the black dragon. The black dragon flinched like a frightened bird at first, and then was completely intoxicated by Arthur's skillful dragon-handling technique.

The scales of the lower jaw were well taken care of, and the dragon's scales were so thick that Arthur needed a little effort to move them.Said to be a dragon, its practicality is no different from that of a big cat. It likes to rub along the lines of its scales and its chin is scratched. Seeing that the black dragon's golden eyes are about to squint, Arthur calmly withdraws his hand.

"Ah?" After being appeased, the black dragon became more courageous. He tried to touch Arthur, wanting more caresses. Arthur glanced at him, and the black dragon calmed down immediately.

Arthur actually has a very interesting question - "Is your dragon's nest down there?"

The black dragon looked at the sky, the ground, and the air, squatting on the ground in a very standard posture, with only one tail sweeping back and forth guiltily.There are all kinds of treasures in his collection in the dragon's nest, and there is still a lack of a princess, but the "princess" is so cruel that he folds his tail and admits defeat.

"Forget it, I don't want to steal your collection." Arthur bypassed this topic, tidied up the packages scattered on the ground, put the holy sword on his waist, and resumed his traveling traveler's attire.

"I don't think you have a princess here, and if you defeat you with the holy sword, it will be considered as a fulfillment of the sword's wish. By the way, do you know demons?"

demon?The scales of the black dragon immediately stood up, and the mouth continued to growl. Arthur was surprised by the strong reaction of the black dragon, so he comforted him twice, holding the dragon's head, sliding his hands down the neck, and the erected scales touched him. The moment they held their hands, they fell down docilely, obviously unwilling to hurt him.

"So you know demons?" Arthur asked.The black dragon nodded angrily, and suddenly half-opened its bat wings, pushing Arthur on his head in one direction. Arthur realized that the black dragon might want to take him to see something, so he followed this force and walked forward. follow behind.

The black dragon brought Arthur to a hall. Of course, this place could not escape the fate of decay. The thicker dust than the previous room made the place look foggy, and the road was even more difficult to distinguish in the dark.Noticing that Arthur was walking slower and slower, the black dragon tilted his head, pushed Arthur out first, and then stayed inside and began to breathe out dragon flames.

The blasting sound brought by the dust continued to sound, accompanied by bursts of flashes. After a long time, the black dragon came out in a disheveled state, and yelled, signaling Arthur to go in with him. He would not touch Arthur because he was dirty.

Arthur's heart warmed slightly, he hugged the black dragon's neck indifferently, stroked it along the direction of the scales twice, and didn't care if he rubbed the dust all over his body.He re-entered the hall with the black dragon. Long Yan lit the torches all around, revealing the colorful murals. Under the light of the fire, the light and shade were uncertain, full of the ancient feeling of history.

The mural tells the story of Blackstone Castle, and there are dragons in the picture.The first picture is the king sitting on the throne, with the black dragon hovering above his head; the second picture is the black dragon descending to the ground, and the people are worshiping him; the third picture is pitch black, only a pale pentagram is printed on the picture superior.Further down, the murals lost their bright colors, and the empty black and white outlines one pentagram after another.

The pentagram is undoubtedly the symbol of the devil. Arthur has a solemn expression, as if he vaguely understands why Pollan, who is possessed by the devil, wants to slay the dragon himself.

The dragon is protecting the country, so in order to control the country and the king, the devil must kill the dragon.

Arthur's hand on the black dragon increased a little strength. After reading all the murals, Arthur sighed softly.

If he hadn't happened to arrive in a border city and heard a song about dragons, would he have missed this help?Pollan brought a lot of people here this time, as well as the most advanced firearms. No matter how powerful the black dragon is, it cannot withstand the human sea tactics regardless of consumption, and it will be exhausted sooner or later.

"...Are you the only dragon?" Arthur asked softly.

The black dragon blinked, hearing Arthur's softness, blinked his golden pupils, a sly light flashed across his eyes, and then he began to pretend to be pitiful.

"Aww..." The sad dragon roar showed that Arthur had hit on his heart.

"Don't worry, I am the same as you." Arthur's tone was more gentle, "I will work with you to regain what the devil took away."

This means that one person and one dragon must act together. The black dragon is happy. He is not stupid, but very smart. You must know that human beings only live a fraction of his age, and the dead bones in the yard show that he is not the one described in the murals. Zhong Shanlong, his attitude towards human beings has always been a cold-eyed onlooker.

Well, although it's not kind to lie to the princess, but dragon, if you want to pursue the princess who holds the holy sword and breaks the table, you still need to be a little smart... Wait!Hold the holy sword!Princess, why are you holding the holy sword again? ! !

Arthur took the holy sword and cleaned up the black dragon again, finally squatted down, looked at the dragon lying on the ground with a smile on his face, "I think you just lied to me."

His appearance was already almost beautiful, with such a smile, the dark castle lit up, brighter than his smile was the holy sword in his hand, the holy sword was originally born for slaying dragons, and it shone dazzlingly excitedly.

Black Dragon: ... Aww 〒▽〒

Although the black dragon is a scheming dragon, this does not affect Arthur's cooperation with him.He was able to subdue the black dragon because he held the holy sword in his hand. Others had no ability to resist when they encountered this legendary creature. If the black dragon were to participate in the siege, Arthur could already imagine such a scene.

One person and one dragon were all covered in dust. The black dragon recommended the hot spring on the mountain to Arthur. The hot spring was occupied by the black dragon all the year round, and the water turned out to be faintly golden.The whole body of the dragon is full of treasures, whether it's dragon saliva or blood, it can be used as a holy medicine for healing. Soaking in such a pool of hot spring for a while will bring unimaginable benefits.

Arthur didn't forget to bring the holy sword when he got off the hot spring, which disappointed the black dragon. He couldn't catch the opportunity for a while, swam a little farther, and turned something up from the bottom of the pool.Arthur was a little drowsy from the steam, but his hand holding the holy sword did not show any sign of letting go.About to fall asleep and wake up again, Arthur barely opened his eyes, and what he saw was a bright golden color.

It is a gold coin.

Beside him was a huge amount of gold coins mixed with colorful and clear gems. The black dragon had already emerged from the water and was looking at him with a flattering expression.