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

The wall clock was hung in a conspicuous place in the bedroom by Arthur. It didn't look as miraculous as Bi Ermin said, at least he didn't make a prediction until now, but Arthur didn't dislike it, even he was looking at the wall clock After a long time, I fell asleep peacefully.

Another wonderful change happened to the king. He still didn't care much about state affairs, going to bed early and getting up late every day, but he gave instructions to build a missionary school, taught by gentle and devout nuns.In addition, he beat the clown mercilessly.

Because the opponent broke a cannon.

Although the previous kings were equally honest with the clown, it was the first time he did it himself. No, strictly speaking, it was not a hands-on action. He just sat on the delicate recliner, and the clown was split into black by lightning. carbon.

"There will be no next time, Goofy Graeme." The king stared at the distraught clown coldly, "I can turn a blind eye and close one eye until you cause damage, but don't test my bottom line, it's better than you think." much higher."

The clown's face was contorted due to the pain, but he could only nod repeatedly, for fear that the king would do this to him again, and his life would be in danger.This kind of jester Arthur couldn't be easily killed, because although the other party was fighting on the front line of death every day, he was more diligent than Sally, but if Arthur really dealt with the other party, the people would be dissatisfied.

Governing the country is a very troublesome thing, and he has long since changed his career.

"If he is doing something that causes loss, he can just be executed directly, don't ask me." Arthur said to Pollan, which was a statement, after all, the other party just lost a heavy firearm.

Pollan smiled softly, but the murderous intent in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest. He looked at the clown, and his beast-like emotionless eyes made the clown tremble in fear, "For His Majesty's sake this time, Just let you live, His Majesty has also said, there will be no next time."

He waved his hand in a benevolent manner, and the clown immediately scrambled and disappeared in front of the two of them.

"Crazy or fake?" Pollan asked with a smile.

"Who knows, why would I spend money on this kind of thing?" Arthur looked a little unhappy, but the kings of all ages have done this, and if he changes his place rashly, it will be a lot of trouble, and there are many nobles. old stubborn.

"Your Majesty is upset." Pollan stated the facts, and he still had a smile on his face, which was the complete opposite of Cedric's usual expressionless expression.He knows how to use his own advantages, and his young age will bring him the king's love, which is tried and tested.And a moderate display of loyalty can enhance his status in the heart of the king.

"Long-tongued Graeme made His Majesty unhappy, I will make the world never again..."

"Forget it." Arthur recalled that the clown didn't mean to kill him completely. When he was depressed, he seemed to have sung him a song called "The Fool and the Stupid Dog", probably to encourage him.

...Although it's hard to hear, Arthur wants to beat the clown when he thinks about it.

Pollan puffed his cheeks, and Arthur didn't know what kind of cruel intentions lay behind his childish behavior.Now that the Church's Crusade Army is powerful, it has temporarily reached a limit with the army held by Pollan. During this period, Arthur can take a little rest.

"The mother and son last time..." Arthur remembered this.

"Kill it, Shen Hai." Pollan replied with a smile. He probably felt that he was not close enough to the king, so he half-knelt down beside Arthur's reclining chair, and pressed his cheek to his waist affectionately.

"Anyone who insults His Majesty must die an ugly and ugly death."

Arthur can't do anything about him, his general has no concept of good and evil and empathy, and he will never show mercy. I don't know how Cedric raised this child... Even though he thought so in his heart, Arthur still skillfully Touch the young general's head, the black hair is not like its owner, but soft and smooth, very easy to touch.

As soon as Matt entered the garden, he saw the scene in front of him.Anger flashed in his eyes, but he suppressed it all in the end.He is not Pollan, he will not be self-willed, and his pursuit is to complete the tasks entrusted by the king conscientiously, although seeing such a scene, he will not be able to stop being jealous.

"Your Majesty, the archbishop asks to see you." Matt said calmly, as if he hadn't seen the scene in front of him, "Do you want to meet now?"

"Okay." Arthur pushed Pollan's head away and moved to the round table.Pollan blinked, then slid over and sat down next to Arthur.

"Your Majesty, the archbishop is really annoying. The arrogance of the Crusades has become more and more arrogant recently."

Blatant complaint, worthy of Pollan.Arthur sighed inwardly, but didn't answer.He believed that Pollan would not be unaware that he had single-handedly held the position of the Crusaders, and what he wanted was a balance, but Pollan still complained and said that he was the archbishop who wanted to get angry and was about to come in.

Sure enough, almost as soon as the words were spoken, the white-haired archbishop Shi Shiran walked in, dressed in pure white casual clothes embroidered with gold thread, and his appearance became more and more attractive.There was a benevolent smile on his face, and the faint displeasure in his eyes showed that he had listened to Pollan's words verbatim.

In the end, it was an angel possessing him, and his hearing improved.

Arthur wished he could bring out a plate of melon seeds and watch them tearing at them while chewing, but there were no melon seeds here, so he had to settle for the next best thing, chewing a piece of sugar cube that was supposed to be put into black tea until it "creaked" .

"Your Majesty." The archbishop saluted with perfect manners, "May God bless you."

"May God bless my kingdom." Arthur responded, gesturing for the bishop to sit down, "The archbishop came for the cemetery of the saint Amanda just discovered? After all, he is a saint respected by the church, and the rest of the cemetery will be left directly to the The church will do it."

Arthur didn't intend to touch the saint's cemetery, even though Amanda, the saint hundreds of years ago, had a great reputation on the mainland.Most of Arthur's thoughts were on how to break free from reincarnation. Yesterday, the villain in the bottle had vaguely revealed to him something about the Lamascus Underground Palace. Arthur planned to take the time to see it himself.

And Bi Ermin's side, it should be almost finished and returned.

All in all, Arthur is reducing all unnecessary consumption and acting only for the ultimate purpose.

"No, Your Majesty is the king chosen by God." The archbishop obviously does not intend to keep the king out of the matter. The king needs religion to suppress heresy, and the church also needs to communicate with each other. In a sense, they are hostile, and in more cases they win together.

"If His Majesty is really involved in the repair of the cemetery, the Crusaders cannot serve as guards." Pollan immediately dismantled the situation, and he said with a sneer, "Otherwise, the Archbishop has some bad thoughts, and His Majesty will be in danger?"

The archbishop smiled more flawlessly, "Then what does the general mean, do you want to take up the post of guard in person? With the general's personal guard?"

"At least it is safer than the high-sounding crusaders." Pollan was not to be outdone.

The two were hostile to each other for a while, and Pollan came to his senses first, and quickly asked Arthur for advice, "Your Majesty, I think my personal guard is more suitable!"

The archbishop hurried or took a step too late, he cast aside the cunning of the devil in his heart, and put on a glamorous posture, "Of course, only church members and the chosen king can enter the cemetery of the saints!"

Then there was a unanimous voice - "Your Majesty!"

Arthur: "Creak creak creak."

Half a jar of sugar cubes had gone down. Arthur ate quickly and chewed carefully. In his heart, eating a good meal of sugar was more interesting than watching two possessed people quarrel.

The archbishop and the general were silent for a while, and then one took the sugar bowl and the other went to search Arthur's hands. Sure enough, they found five or six sugar cubes wrapped in a handkerchief, and confiscated them all!

In this matter, the two are unprecedentedly united against each other.Arthur knew that Sally in any world had never returned the sugar jar to him, and he had eaten enough, so he patted the sugar residue on his hands and made a quick nod.

"I have my own bodyguards, so I won't bother you two with me when the time comes."

archbishop:"……"

Pollan: "..."

The two were sent out of the palace by the smiling servants, and they still looked at each other with disgust, but their moods at this time were unexpectedly the same.

"The little king's wings are stiff." Sitting in the carriage, Pollan said lightly, the smile on his face when he faced the king was gone, his frenzied scarlet pupils narrowed slightly, thinking about the next countermeasure.

"Indeed, it will be a troublesome thing." The archbishop agreed.

However, both of them had a tacit understanding and did not mention the topic of breaking the little king's wings. Bollen had seen the king's fierceness in the reincarnation where the little king refused to let him save him even if he drowned, so he would rather take a more troublesome way.The archbishop... The archbishop remembered the eyes that were engulfed in flames and engulfed in deep cold when he first appeared in front of the little king.

——Such beautiful purple eyes.

"Amanda's cemetery is a trap I set." The archbishop did not shy away from this point, "The military power and religious power represented by both of us are already a seesaw in the king's hands. Courtney is in control, and his inexplicable loyalty means no chance."

"So, only the people."

"Betrayed by the people you love, and truly aware of the cruelty of the world, will you cry and ask for God's mercy?" The archbishop's eyes were very gentle, and the golden eyes were almost sticky.

Pollan doesn't want to argue with him now, but it's not sure who he will cry to in the end. At least so far, the king still trusts him a little bit, doesn't he?

The two people with ulterior motives decided to rely on their own abilities, and the carriage arrived at Pollan's mansion first.The general jumped out of the carriage and hurried back to his study. He still had a lot to do. Before the archbishop started the operation of the saint's burial place, he had already planned.

Coincidentally, he also intends to use the people.

Someone was already waiting for him in the study room, there were two clown hats with curved and pointed corners drooping downwards, the clown's face did not have the madness of the day at all, and his eyes were extraordinarily clear.

"Everything is going according to your plan."