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

The Archbishop of Canterbury held back his anger. He prayed devoutly in the cathedral for a long time before he managed to suppress the anger in his heart.On weekdays, the king was very polite to him, and his politeness made him used to being treated carefully, and when he was left out at first, his temper suddenly came up.

However, the king had no intention of restoring the relationship immediately, and even invited a low-level magician outside the court to take up an official position, clearly to weaken the church!

When Mrs. Linda's official appointment procedure was going on, the archbishop frequently asked to see the king, but was shunned by the servants with various reasons, and he was left alone for half a month. I feel a little bad.

Does the king really want to take action against the church?He thought about it seriously, and found that the power of the church had really expanded in the past few years. Looking back, it made him break out in a cold sweat.

The king's patience seems to have run out...

So when he was summoned, the archbishop completely put away his petty temper, and walked into the royal court with a low eyebrow.Along the way, even the servant who he usually looked down upon was nice to talk to, and even took the initiative to talk about the weather and people's livelihood along the topic of the other party.

Matt was flattered by this, and the professional smile on his face was a little stiff, but the archbishop was extremely enthusiastic, and asked him about the king's recent situation by knocking from the side.

"Your Majesty recently..." Matt's expression was a bit tangled, and he lowered his voice slightly, "Your Majesty is not in a good mood recently, probably because of the season, and he is rather tired."

This kind of statement was too euphemistic, and the loyal servant completely ignored the fact that His Majesty was sleeping until the sun rose every day.

The archbishop knew it well, and Matt pushed open the gate of the garden for him in front.As soon as he came out of the darkness, the bright sunlight hit his face, the archbishop narrowed his eyes slightly, and the compensation for the temporary loss of vision was his keen hearing, and the sound of wings was loud in his ears, accompanied by the lovely cry of "cuckoo".

……Pigeon?

"Archbishop of Canterbury, look at the scene in front of you, isn't it like a paradise on earth?" The king's voice sounded, and the archbishop adjusted to the light in front of him, and gradually light and shadow fell on his retina——

There are flying pigeons all over the sky, some are parked on the round table, some are climbing the flexible branches of the lily of the valley, and some are fawning on the king's side. Their pure whiteness and gentleness are inherent, and when they are meek and gathered together, The archbishop seemed to have really seen the grand scene of the kingdom of heaven.The king's blond hair shone slightly in the warming spring breeze. He raised his crystal violet eyes, and blinked at the archbishop briskly and without any suspicion.

"It's been a busy time, so I can finally talk."

The archbishop was so flattered that he sat down on the chair opposite the king for a while, and watched the king tap the beak of a pigeon with his index finger in silence. Very good tempered.

"Your Majesty..." The archbishop heard what he said, and suddenly an inexplicable dizziness hit him. He lost his voice, lost all consciousness and perception, and everything was sinking into extreme darkness... sinking... …

Amazing changes began to take place on this old body, the wrinkled hands and face became extremely young, the pale eyelashes lifted, and a pair of golden pupils shone brightly.

"I should say, you have successfully seduced me, Your Majesty." The archbishop possessed by an angel said, his voice was like a soft bird song, indescribably gentle and warm, "Originally, I didn't want to be possessed. Just downgraded to the same level as the other nasty thing."

Arthur knew that the other party was referring to the devil, but the scene in front of him was beyond his expectation. The angel blatantly joined the hunt. You must know that in the past, he only acted secretly from beginning to end, and he indirectly killed Arthur several times.

"You're just arrogant..." Arthur wasn't worried that the angel would suddenly explode, he changed into a more relaxed posture, still teasing the pigeon.His relaxation made the angel a little novel. Originally, Arthur was already considered the most dazzling soul they had encountered. The arrangements were very ingenious, and his personality was much tougher than the previous prey. ... The other party seems to be calmer?

"That's right, I'm just arrogant." The angel admitted with a smile.

"It's up to you if you want to participate in the game, anyway, I don't have the right to choose." Arthur stroked the pigeon, "Then, Archbishop of Canterbury, my treatment of you a while ago must have been enough to displease the messenger of God. make up."

The archbishop raised his eyebrows, "How does His Majesty want to make up for it?"

Arthur rummaged around on the round table, finally took out a map from under the black teacup, shook off the pastry crumbs on it, unfolded the map under the strange eyes of the archbishop, and pointed to the west of the kingdom.

"Here is pagan Ramascus."

The king's voice was a little sloppy, completely inconsistent with his next topic——

"Those aliens are most suitable for the pure white pages with the name of God written on them."

Rao, the angel possessed by the archbishop, also had a heartbeat at this time.Religious personnel have always paid the most attention to preaching to the outside world. They hope that the thoughts of their gods can be spread more widely on the earth, and it is best to be seen everywhere regardless of east, west, north, south.And a move that paints such a bright future...

Only Jihad!

"I will launch a jihad against Ramascus and spread the teachings of my country. Only the most solemn oracle is eligible to spread on the earth. For this, I need the help of the church crusaders." Arthur said so, just to clear up the internal contradictions Turning it into an external conflict, it is much better to turn the church's attention abroad and to hate those heretics than to stare at him.

In fact, from the perspective of personal emotional tendencies, Arthur feels that there is nothing wrong with paganism. This world is extremely wonderful. It would be too boring to deny other forms of existence because of fanaticism.He passed through Ramascus during the journey, and listened to the preaching of the believers called "Islam" in the pure white-domed mosque.

Therefore, jihad is just a measure Arthur has to take, not his emotional tendency.

After everything settles down, Arthur will devote himself to the harmonious development of multiple religions, but this is just a thought. Even if he has been working hard until his death, the barriers between religions may not be able to dissolve.

"What does the Archbishop mean?" Arthur asked.This question seemed to have awakened the dazed Archbishop. He took a deep look at Arthur, and his extremely prosperous complexion melted with a smile and became more radiant.

"The honor of the Crusade, Your Majesty."

The church is settled, and Arthur's heart that has become unruly while roaming begins to stir again. The palace is indeed very boring. He stays here for a day, and he feels a year older_(:3ゝ∠)_

Arthur decides to go out and hook up with a buddy.

Matt was going crazy, and the princes and ministers were going crazy. Even the archbishop who was possessed by an angel rushed to the court to participate in the petition.Everyone hopes that the superiority in numbers can make the willful Majesty change his mind more or less, and it is absolutely impossible to leave the court!Your Majesty is also big-hearted, isn't he afraid of going out for a while and changing the dynasty when he comes back? !

"No, I'm going to slay the dragon to save the princess." Arthur raised an adventure book like a hot-blooded young man, "The book says that the dragon in Blackstone Castle kidnapped the princess. It is a mission I have to obey!"

Fuck, that's the prince's mission, okay? ! !

The whole court was worried about the king's belated rebellious period, no matter how much he tried to persuade him, it was useless, a group of high-ranking figures wanted to find out the author who wrote that book and beat him to death on the spot!

Cult!heresy!The king has been brainwashed!

"Archbishop, if you go to persuade him, maybe you can..." A nobleman looked at the Archbishop of Canterbury pleadingly.After the angel possessed him, he naturally disliked the archbishop's old appearance, so he decided to use his own form, but there were no white wings behind him.This world is his hunting ground, and it is still possible to slightly distort the cause and effect, so the information of "the archbishop is amazingly beautiful" is implanted in everyone's memory.

The archbishop frowned slightly. Did the little king just talk about jihad before, did he just draw a big cake for him?After finishing speaking, he ran away. The archbishop could not allow such a thing to happen.

He walked in under the earnest eyes of all the nobles, and was about to speak when he was stopped by the king halfway.

"Jihad consumes populations."

"???"

"And the people are not fools."

"..." The archbishop seemed to understand a little bit.

Arthur went on to say: "I have just ascended the throne for two years, and now my influence among the people is not too strong. This is why I hired Mrs. Linna as an official position. In order to carry out the holy war smoothly, we must win the hearts of the people as much as possible. It is convenient to replenish blood into the army."

The Archbishop fully understands that everything is for jihad, what else can he say?But slaying a dragon or something is just an illusory adventure story, can this win the hearts of the people?

"Of course," Arthur said convincingly, "the people believe in adventure stories the most, and the king being a dragon-slaying hero can give them great encouragement."

"My lord, dragons are not so easy to kill." The Archbishop of Canterbury felt a little haggard. Would it be better for him to hide and watch the show as before?Now facing the little king, he feels inexplicably weak, especially the little king seems to have reached the stage of rebellion now, and there is no way to discipline him at all.

Arthur held up his recent pamphlet above his head, "So I need a holy sword!"

The Archbishop was expressionless.

"Only the brave with the holy sword can defeat the dragon!"

The archbishop's hands trembled slightly, trying to restrain himself from the urge to snatch the booklet and burn it on the spot!

tell him!Who is the author of this thing!He must send this guy to the stake!

Author Arthur: ... a bit cold.