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

The sound of spears piercing the air continued to resound, the golden fighting spirit shone on the entire courtyard, sweat slipped down the blond hair, but the paladin did not intend to stop training.

He wants to restore the strength of his heyday as soon as possible. This kind of righteousness that is urgently related to human beings is of course mixed with a little selfishness.

The bishop said that the magician was bewitched by the devil and resisted the church.

All of this is... the devil's fault!He wants to bring his partner back with his own hands, just like thousands of years ago, they stood together in front of the black banner of the monster, strangled the greedy ambition, and spread the light of God all over the continent. The curse, the darkness dissipated like melting snow...

Eric misses that time.

"It's enough, Eric, my child," the bishop beckoned to him kindly, still wearing the cloak he had gone out on, apparently just came back from the outside, "I have something I want to talk to you about."

Eric wiped his sweat and walked over obediently. The bishop patted him on the shoulder encouragingly.

"Your battle qi has recovered very well, and you will reach its peak soon, so you don't have to push yourself too hard." After a pause, the bishop's voice was tinged with unspeakable bitterness, and he laughed at himself: "Compared to your progress here, I It’s not very competent.”

"How come? Everyone is watching your efforts to expel the darkness..."

"But hard work does not mean that there is a harvest. I was rejected by the savior. To be precise... it should be rejected by the church." The bishop seemed a little annoyed, "Maybe my wording was inappropriate, Eric, back then... what happened to the church?" Offended the magician?"

Eric thought about it very hard, and finally shook his head regretfully, "You know, my memory is not complete, and besides...the hostility between the church and magicians did not show any signs back then, as if it suddenly happened Tit-for-tat, the pope even personally issued a killing order against the magician." Speaking of this, he seemed a little distressed, "I hope you know that the magician is a mild-tempered person, and he has never had any conflicts with the church. Yes, there must be some misunderstanding..."

Thinking of the mild-tempered "magician" in the legend, the corner of the bishop's mouth twitched, and he bypassed the topic with a dry cough, "Eric, I have one thing to ask you."

"Please order."

"... Monitor Adena!"

There was a strong wind and thunder outside the window, and Arthur was sitting on a fluffy scarf. The wide scarf could wrap him up, making him warm and comfortable.Not wanting to go out and wet his fur on a rainy day, Arthur decisively rejected Sario's request to join the banquet, stayed in the room by himself, comfortably opened a bag of dried fish, and flicked his tail happily.

The rain drew a meandering track on the window glass. As Arthur looked at it, his wagging tail stopped, and some chaotic images flashed before his eyes, finally frozen on the icy rain.

[This time you lost, my dear brother... How does it feel to be framed? 】

【Our father is such a person. Your most fundamental crime lies in... the dragon shape. 】

[A waste that can never transform into a dragon shape!Inferior half-breed! 】

The cat's ears were folded down, this kind of bad memory is better than never remembering, Arthur burrowed into the plush scarf, only showing his eyes to look at the rain outside the window, suddenly, the round cat's eyes widened!

The girl in the white dress landed on the window sill. She wore a large light golden cloak, but it couldn't completely cover the rain. The rain slid down her blonde hair and finally got into the neckline. Against the backdrop of her pale face, it was simply... …

Like a female ghost!

Wrapped in a scarf, Arthur took a few steps back, his light purple eyes watched vigilantly at the girl who climbed the window without saying a word, the girl was stunned, and looked down at herself in a mess, a faint blush suddenly appeared on her cheeks.

"I'm sorry." Her voice was cold and clear, with a hint of embarrassment hidden, "Can you... help me open the window?"

Arthur looked at her for a while, and part of the memory of this body seemed to wake up. The noble and holy saint Adena came to climb his window in the middle of the night thousands of years ago, or the church had already recognized him as the devil. What conspiracy is hidden.

"I'm sorry...Eric's memory is not complete, I concealed your matter..." Adena took a deep breath, the rain still kept falling on her head, and the pale golden eyelashes were also wet by the rain Yes, the rain hangs on it, almost like weeping.However, Arthur knew that this girl was strong and stubborn, and she almost died in the tide of monsters without making her cry.

"...Come in and talk, meow." Arthur jumped up, grabbed the window bolt, and pulled his body weight down, and the window opened immediately. He dexterously jumped onto the desk next to him, watching the saint quietly.

"Now the position of the church is against me again. Are you taking the risk to reminisce about the old days?"

"It's not reminiscing about the past..." Adena wiped the rain from her face, and smiled softly, "You are so cute now, much cuter than you were a thousand years ago, so don't go back."

"This is not your business." Arthur sat on his box and raised his hand slightly to signal, "There is black tea on the table over there, let's make a cup to keep out the cold."

The aroma of black tea permeated the air, and Adena felt that her cold fingers finally regained some warmth. She lowered her eyelashes and sighed, "I have always envied you, you live so freely."

"...you can too." Arthur said flatly.

"No, I can't...I never could! I'm just...a tool to be raised by the church..." The bone china teacup was tightly clenched, Adena bowed her head, and the wet hair fell from her The shoulders slipped, "I can't accept the fate of being a tool like Eric, I can't do it! I was so happy a thousand years ago! It's okay to die... Then you can be free... But..."

Arthur just listened quietly, he didn't need to say anything, just listened.

"Will you still help the church this time?" Adena raised her head and asked, with a slight smile in her eyes, "Those guys are even more stupid than a thousand years ago, and they even misidentified the savior, such a church , will you still help them?"

"No, but it's not because they are stupid." Arthur curled the tip of his tail and shook it from side to side. "Meow was originally free, and this time he will stand on the side of the devil."

"Free... ah..." Adena couldn't tell whether it was envy or jealousy, she just smiled bitterly, and picked up her half-dried cloak from the back of the chair.

"I just came here this time to tell you that the church is going to attack you, please be careful and follow the devil... the Duke."

After finishing speaking, the saint in the white dress climbed up the window sill again, and was about to return the same way, when Arthur said behind her:

"The only one who can set you free is you, the cage is so stupid, it's fine to dismantle it and fly away."

But this is easier said than done... Adena smiled at Arthur, and jumped out of the window, but a white light penetrated her shoulder blades faster than she landed, bringing out a pool of blood, and the white dress was instantly dyed red She fell from the air like a white bird with broken wings, and Arthur heard a dull landing.

"Adena..." Arthur's expression changed, and he immediately left the place. The splashed glass shards pierced the place where he was standing in the next second. The ascetic looked pitiful and waved the cane in his hand again.

"Demon King, accept the purification of the Holy Light!"

Blood overflowed from Adena's mouth, and her lungs were injured when she fell from a high place. However, she had no chance to use light magic to heal herself. The bishop in black robe stepped on the back of her hand, and her old face was exposed smiled mockingly.

"Adena, as a saint, you actually colluded with the devil. It seems that the Inquisition is your final destination!"

Adena opened her mouth, and stared blankly at the window she fell from. She wanted to remind the magician to be careful. Once the church has determined something, it will always believe that what it represents is the so-called justice. All rebels are heretics!

"Heh..." Adena recalled the magician who was reprimanded by the church as a heretic and hunted down. The face of the church when the monsters invaded was even more disgusting. I don't know why the magician chose to cooperate with the church. This kind of existence is destroyed. good……

Arthur stood on the table, calmly watching Eric holding the Holy Light Lance, his eyes were a little unfathomable.His eyes were originally as round as a cat's, but when his pupils dimmed slightly, he didn't seem to be on guard, but rather acted like a spoiled child.

"Are you going to be my enemy, meow?"

Eric's heart trembled, he really liked Arthur silently when he was a toy, but the balance of justice still leaned towards the church at this time, he tightened the spear in his hand, and replied in a deep voice: "Yes! You are... the Demon King..."

"Who told you that Meow is the devil?"

"My Lord Bishop's judgment cannot be wrong, you have the aura of a demon king!"

Listen, what righteous words, is the devil tainted with the breath of the devil?The church is truly inferior to each generation!He has the aura of a demon king on his body, just because he used himself as a medium to seal the demon king thousands of years ago, betting all his life and magic power.In the end, let the church reap the fruits, and will he still repay him like this after a thousand years?

"Meow is only telling you and that bishop, don't regret it." Arthur didn't make any resistance, even though Eric and a few clerics launched the six-fold light prison, his body was stained with the breath of the devil, and the holy light caused a little sting , but Arthur didn't care.

Arthur was thinking the same question as Adena.

Why did magicians help the church thousands of years ago?Magicians are definitely not stupid to be able to raise magic to this level. Shouldn't organizations that teach this kind of honey-belly sword be left to fend for themselves?

The prison of light finally turned into a cage, and the silver light exuded a holy aura. The "devil king" was imprisoned inside with a blank expression, looking at each person one by one, as if wanting to remember their faces firmly.Except for this point, the seal, which was thought to be extremely thrilling, went very smoothly!Smooth to abnormal!

In fact, Arthur was just a little worried about Adena...

Well, I'm still a little worried about Sario's madness.