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

With a moonlit night, a few strawberries, and a plump owl, Arthur's life in another world is still sad.He missed his mage's tower, the Lord God who allowed himself to be oppressed, and his beautiful retirement life.

But I can only miss it for a while_(:зゝ∠)_

The owl made a foolish "coo" and flew down the tree silently to catch the field mouse. Arthur ate a big strawberry by himself, and was a little unable to move.As a technical geek, he usually doesn't go out, but it seems a pity not to eat strawberries during the recent ripening season, so he came out to try something new.

He didn't want to encounter anything... Really didn't want to encounter anything... Ever since the plot was destroyed in the last world, he really wanted to finish the plot quietly and get out. There are so few appearances in this world!

As a result, his leisurely behavior can't even be seen by the heavens.

The sound of flesh being torn, and then the continuous sound of chewing, Arthur didn't need to look, the bloody scene clearly appeared in front of his eyes, he tried to struggle, telling himself that fairy tales are still very beautiful, those strange things He misheard the voice, it was just someone eating a juicy pie in the middle of nowhere...

The cat ears on the top of Arthur's head were desperately folded down, but it didn't help at all. He sat up with a neurasthenic expression, and his eyes were a little gloomy.

In the previous reincarnation, he also played this kind of cat character, but at that time he had a main god, so every world would exchange skills that were not affected by physical instinct. The current situation is a bit severe, and those noises make him a little nervous weak.

Dear shit shovelers, don't cry and tell that your little master loves to lose his temper!How fucking hard it is to live as a cat!When there is noise, you will be particularly prone to nervousness. Usually, you always want to grab something and scratch something. It is exhausting to chase the butterfly away without paying attention to your body!

Very well, Arthur has now seen the culprit who disturbed his cleanliness, and he was enjoying dinner or supper very unprepared, Arthur raised his hand——

A huge electric light was cast from the mid-air, and the flashing light lasted for a while before disappearing. The ugly monster that was eating the human body was so fucking unrecognizable by the electricity, and the whole body was almost completely carbonized. A wind spell went down, and the charred body was blown into a pile of ashes.

Arthur resisted the urge to lick his paws, and jumped down from the tree with a whistle. The owl quickly flew to catch him, and sent him to the pile of powder, from which Arthur picked up a shiny The spar was only the size of a fingernail, but it was enough for him to hold it in both hands.

As I said before, Arthur likes shiny things.

It was a bit hasty when he took over this body. Arthur didn't receive the complete memory, but after feeling the incomparably abundant reserves of magic power, Arthur felt that it was not a loss. Maybe he was a brave man a thousand years ago hahaha.

Putting it away is actually useless, it’s just a very beautiful spar, Arthur flew back on the owl, there was a faint ray of dawn in the sky, Arthur covered his mouth and yawned a little, he is now completely used to going out at night of life.

"Welcome, Your Excellency the Duke of Selwyns." The baron bowed respectfully, "Your presence makes this old house look radiant!"

He complimented hard, but the object of his compliment was relatively indifferent. He stepped down from the carriage with a booted foot, followed by the lower edge of the gray and black cloak. The duke who was too young He raised the brim of his top hat as a greeting.Immediately afterwards, he stepped onto the specially laid red carpet without the slightest hesitation, without saying a word, and half-closed his eyelids wearily.

This can be interpreted as not being good at words, or being too arrogant. The baron's understanding is precisely the latter, and the two mustaches that are popular on his lips are evened out, but he quickly put away his displeasure and continued Follow up with a smile on your face.

The male host was not very happy to receive the reception. The hostess over there was helping her child to quickly change clothes. She first put a dark blue vest on the little boy, and after looking at it, she felt dissatisfied, and changed him again. A red one was worn, and the maid walked up and down to pick up the scattered clothes, and finally, the baroness finally expressed her satisfaction.

The little boy Bruno was absent-minded throughout the whole process. He was shaking the small box in his hand. He tried to open it several times but failed. He shook it vigorously as if venting his anger, and the box was snatched away by his mother.

"Bruno, did you hear what Mom just said? Remember?"

"Mom! How can you take it away?!" The little boy reached out to grab it unhappily, "I want to open it and see what's inside!"

"Bruno!" The baroness was obviously a little angry. She casually put the small box on the side cabinet and began to educate her son. Today's Duke's visit is very important. In the society of nobles, the role of children is Very important, if the duke likes Bruno, then it will be very easy to get closer. The baron also quite agrees with this point, and found a teacher to teach Bruno the etiquette for receiving guests a month in advance.

The boy twisted for a while in displeasure, and was finally taken downstairs by his mother.The maid walked over after packing up a lot of clothes, and shook the box curiously. There seemed to be a dull knocking sound inside, and then the maid put the small box back in the cupboard to its original place without paying much attention, and closed the cupboard door. , to go about my own business.

In the darkness, the eyes of the toys shone brightly. The little princess made of paper sighed, and so did the Nutcracker. The only bad thing about being a toy is that they will be attacked frequently. If the little master hurts or breaks it, the toys still sympathize with the little monster who was unfortunately chosen today, although everyone is a little afraid of him.

"Meow..." Arthur lay down in the box with his eyes full of golden flowers, and the spar of the monster fell on his side. He felt so painful all over his body, and his cat ears drooped pitifully.

Who am I meow?Where am I meow?What just happened meow?

The above are all the questions in Arthur's mind. It's not that he can't leave, but his obsession with being liberated after finishing the plot overcomes everything. He can't die if he is shaken occasionally!

"...Are you all right, Mr. Monster?" There was a polite knocking sound from outside the box, three times gently, "If you need help, please let me know."

Arthur got up in a jerk. Although he would not be grateful to Dade with his personality, at least he would feel comforted.Whatever the toy, send the polite fellow to a better home at last, Arthur thought, lifting the lid of the box a crack.

What the one-legged tin soldier saw was a ravaged little animal with black hair, messy ears, folded ears and wet eyes. He felt as if he had been shot in the heart by a strange arrow!

Lame--the Tin Soldier!Arthur was stunned, why is it such a character who didn't die well in the original book?He can fully admit that he thought about throwing this guy and the paper princess into the stove, and then forcibly ended the matter...

There is no sense of guilt, kindness is the greatest original sin, and meaningless Madonna will only harm yourself.

"No, I'm fine." Arthur held the lid of the box, put his hands on the edge of the box, his eyes were always calm, "Thank you for your concern, is there anything else you can do?"

The tin soldier looked into those beautiful purple eyes, moved his lips, but could not say anything stupidly.There seemed to be a picture in front of his eyes, the same pair of eyes, wise but cold, the owner of the eyes turned his head sideways in the billowing black mist, a smile seemed to emanate from the corner of his mouth.

[This is... the end! 】

"I said you, is there anything else?" A crisp and impatient voice pulled the tin soldier out of the illusory picture, and the little monster's cat ears were tilted to the sides unhappily, "If it's okay, I'll The door is closed, you have been here for a long time."

"Okay, okay!" The tin soldier hurriedly straightened the gun on his shoulder, and saluted, "I'm sorry to bother you!"

The box was closed in front of him, and the tin soldier couldn't express his current mood, a little sweet and a little lost, he stood there for a long time, and then crawled hard to the lower cabinet.

"...He's still the same as before, isn't he? He looks very proud." A soft voice came, and the tin soldier had just landed on one foot, and he turned his head in astonishment. Princess Paper stood quietly behind him, because it was Bai Cut out of paper, her hair and clothes are as white as snow, only her face is dotted with a little blush.

Seeing the astonishment on Tin Soldier's face, Princess Paper sighed faintly, "Forget it, anyway...you don't remember it anymore, I am the only one who remembers that time, just like that, die as a toy. "

After she finished speaking, she walked into her paper palace without looking back, her white skirt was dragged very long.

The tin soldier looked at the back of the paper princess, and a bitter emotion suddenly fermented in his heart, mixed with a little unwillingness, he looked down at his tin hands that had been painted on, no matter how he looked at them, they were so unharmonious, the hands were extremely stiff, And in his trivial memory fragments, his hands should be soft and dexterous, maybe with some thin calluses, which allows him to use the spear conveniently.

But why would he use a long gun?He's just...a tin soldier?It is still missing a leg, and it is incompletely awkward. As one of the boy's playmates, why does he use a long gun?

Just as he was thinking, footsteps and voices suddenly sounded at the door. He heard the voice was the baron's son, their young master.

"Mr. Selvins, let me introduce you to my favorite toys! That's right! It's in that cupboard! There's a whole cupboard!"