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

No matter how depressed, Arthur's next plan is to contact Sario, not only because the other party is a prince with real power, but also because no matter what the other party becomes, in Arthur's heart, he is a lover who has confirmed the relationship. If you don't trust Sario, who else can you trust?

However... the noble and glamorous Lord Archangel, who had just been teased shamelessly, said: He doesn't want to be cheap at all!

So Sario was ruthlessly thrown into the cold palace for the time being, and Arthur flapped his wings and turned into a little white bird to feed the well-behaved little girl.He brought hazelnut cake and sweet milk, and as usual a jar of canned fruit, and emerged from his stash.

Counting the time, he should start customizing the little girl's dress. The three dresses are more gorgeous and dazzling than the last one. The craftsmanship of the crystal shoe is even more exquisite. It is estimated that only the country rich in gems on the other side of the ocean can make it. After the plague matter was almost dealt with, he had to leave as soon as possible.

But the prince is Sario... Arthur suddenly thought of this question, and suddenly he was in a bad mood!

He doesn't doubt Sario's intentions for him. He believes that even if the guy with terrible hidden attributes has no memory, he will cling to him. What he is worried about is the future happiness of the little girl. At least marry one Not inferior to the nobleness of the prince, right? !

With this problem in his head, Arthur stayed with the little girl for three days, and finally went to the palace when he couldn't delay.

Because of the faith in this country, the royal palace and the church are not far away. You can almost look down from the terrace of the royal palace, and you can see the believers coming and going at the door of the church.Because of the real miracle three days ago, the church was already crowded, and the distribution of holy water began. A steady stream of golden water gushed out from the pond in the center of the church. The maids solemnly took it out, poured it into golden cups and distributed it to the saints.

Although expensive containers were used, not a single cup has been lost so far.No matter how poor and poor people come here, they will respect them, drink the holy water given by God devoutly, and feel a warmth in their bodies, and they will no longer be afraid of the plague from then on.

Another maid handed a golden cup to a seriously ill person. This was almost impossible a few days ago. The sick person would be quarantined to die, let alone a church where there is a lot of people. up.But after having the holy water given by God, believers have a different radiance on their faces. They are no longer afraid of their sick compatriots. There are even elderly believers who stick to the forehead of the sick and say a prayer of blessing. .

With tears of gratitude in his eyes all the time, the patient drank the holy water, whispered, and asked the maid to give him a white rose to pin on his clothes.The white roses are specially bred in the church, each one is only the size of a fingernail, and the petals and feathers of the small and exquisite flowers are layered, like a sea of ​​clouds in the nine heavens.Of course the maid agreed, and gently took a flower from the corolla and put it on the patient's neckline.

Everything is peaceful and peaceful, people bless and encourage each other, and the dark clouds of disease gradually dissipate over the kingdom.Arthur sat on the altar, watching all of this, with huge wings folded behind him, the tip of the wings almost hanging down to the middle of the altar, and there was a little softness in his light purple eyes.

He turned into a little white bird again, spread his wings and flew to the palace. He decided to solve this incident from the root cause, presumably the man behind the scenes was already restless at this time.

Indeed, as he had guessed, someone became anxious, but it was not the two demons for the time being, but Cinderella's stepmother.

The plague was curbed by the holy water. Although there was no need to worry about getting sick, the price of goods no longer rose, but dropped rapidly under the royal decree, until it was cheaper than when she bought it. The stepmother finally began to panic.

Standing in the warehouse, she numbly grabbed a glass box of canned food, stared blankly for a long time, and threw it out vigorously. Tired of a piece, she began to scream hysterically in horror.

All gone!Nothing! !These things are worthless now! ! !

And... Besides, the money to buy these things is definitely not enough for her alone. After hearing about it, the daughters also sold a few pieces of jewelry and clamored to join in. She reluctantly agreed, and, and her The money secretly taken from the family account...

The decree was issued too quickly, and a few people who made a lot of money from the plague had been arrested. Before she came, she managed to get rid of the goods, and escaped by chance. But once her husband checked the accounts at the end of the month, she would definitely not be able to escape. of!

What to do... what to do... have to think of a way...

Gradually a bold and terrible idea came into her mind.

The little white bird spread its wings and glides, and slowly fell into a warm light. He finally planned to face Sario, who was keen on teasing him. Of course, he meant to entrust the little girl to the royal family of this country.If he really set out to hunt down those two demons, he would definitely not have much energy to accompany the little girl. Arthur didn't worry about the stepmother at all, in case she did something to hurt the little girl...

The more he thought about it, the more likely it became possible. Arthur sat on the white marble railing, casually folded a soft rose branch and fiddled with it in his hands, and gradually weaved it into the shape of a wreath. However, although the shape was there, it seemed... a bit ugly.

Arthur: ...

"It's not like that, you're too tight." The prince's voice sounded from behind him. In the garden filled with warm light, a bony hand took the ugly wreath from Arthur's hand, skillfully After tidying up, after a while, the wreath became fluffy visible to the naked eye, and the roses trembled, looking fresh and lovely.

Arthur: I think what I heard just now is a bit ambiguous. Hey...

The noble and glamorous Archangel lowered his eyes, looking down at Sario, with a light purple light flashing in his eyes.Faced with such an expression, Sario just smiled slightly, stretched out his arms and placed the wreath on the head of the Archangel, adjusting the angle a little.

"Only the brightest flowers can match your beauty." He smiled softly, couldn't help but get closer, some of his warm breath fell on Arthur's shoulders and neck, and the dignified archangel smiled slightly. Trembling unchecked, he opened his wings violently, and finally forced this disrespectful human being back a few steps.

But is Sario so easy to settle?Arthur felt that the softest part of the feathers on the inside of the wing was stroked along the texture of the bone, and the force was not too small.

(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

He almost spread his wings and flew off the railing, but the only reason left stopped him. He took a deep breath, and the voice of the archangel was calm, "The plague has been brought under control, but the source has not been eliminated."

Sario was very kind, and immediately asked, "So what can I do for you?"

"... There is a child, and I hope the royal family can take care of it." Arthur said slowly, thinking of that kind and lovely little girl, his eyes showed a bit of tenderness, "I don't worry about leaving her there alone. "

Sario narrowed his eyes in an instant. He felt threatened, but he could hold back and agreed without forgetting to express his loyalty, "Of course, as long as it is your wish, I will spare no effort to achieve it... ...May your humble believer ask, is she the child who adores you and is your favorite?"

"No, she is not my believer, and she doesn't even know my identity." Arthur's eyes became softer, "But she is kind-hearted and will not be crushed by a hard life. Faith in God."

He rarely said a lot, and wanted to share it with Sario, but he didn't know that someone was about to be overwhelmed by jealousy.

"You like her because she devoutly believes in God?"

"Yes, belief in God is noble." This is the mainstream of thought in this world. Arthur said that there is no pressure at all. The body he is using now is said to be created by God. Although he is in a deep sleep all year round, But the reverence for the gods of the creatures in the kingdom of heaven has never diminished in the slightest, and he also has a faint respect for that kind of existence.

"So, do you also believe in God?" Sario's golden pupils had been fully opened, and he asked a little stubbornly, secretly, he paid 120 points of attention to the answer to this question.

Arthur recalled the prayers stored in his mind, and replied with the piousness that an archangel should have: "Of course, I believe in God, and I am willing to dedicate everything to me!"

Anyone can feel Sario's joy. He was already handsome, but with such a smile, it seemed to light up the surroundings. It was so indescribably bright and dazzling that even Arthur was slightly absent-minded.

When he lost his mind, Sario came to his ear, with a smile in his voice——

"From body to soul?"

"……what?"

Sario didn't answer anymore. He distributed Arthur's request in a good mood, and he was no longer wary of that little girl. After all, he was promised more than Arthur's little love.

It's just...you just need to find a chance to cash it out.

In the temple of heaven, the god who had been sleeping for many years opened his golden pupils, looked around a little tiredly, and made a move in the void, and a special parchment scroll appeared, and he wrote a few lines casually.The parchment rolled up automatically, flew out of the temple, and landed on the head of the archangel on duty.

The original displeasure of the archangel dissipated after seeing the parchment, leaving only infinite ecstasy and reverence in his eyes.

"Announce to the entire kingdom of heaven! God...God has awakened!!!"

Cinderella ran a long way to the town that day, squeezed through the crowd to receive a small bottle of holy water.The big cities had finished distributing, and now they went to smaller towns. Cinderella had nothing to complain about. She was anxious to go home and feed the holy water to her father.

Father is sick.

Although he neglected her a lot in the past, his father was his father. He gave Cinderella life, and Cinderella was very grateful.So when she saw her father was sick, she begged her stepmother side by side, but her stepmother was very indifferent and refused to let her get close to her father. It was true that she gave him medicine every day, but wasn’t there holy water?There are miraculous things to cure the plague, why take ordinary medicine?

Cinderella didn't understand, but it didn't prevent her from acting.Carefully returning home with the holy water in her arms, one of her shoes was worn out, Cinderella wiped the sweat from her brow and showed a happy smile.

Father drank the holy water and he will be well soon!

She hurriedly walked through the living room and passed the kitchen. There was already a strong smell of medicine in it. She hesitated for a moment, wanting to remind her stepmother that she didn't need to make any more medicine. Before she was ready, she heard her stepmother and sister's Dialogue.

"Why do you have to boil these unpleasant medicines? My hands are blistering! Let Cinderella do it!" This is the voice of the eldest sister, angry, questioning the stepmother.

"Let's at least make a show, and you won't have to boil the medicine soon." The stepmother's voice was very calm, and Cinderella nodded. Even taking medicine might cure the plague, not to mention that she brought holy water with her. When I come back, I won't have to work hard for my sister to cook medicine soon.

"... When will he die?" The elder sister's voice sounded again, with some hidden joy, which made Cinderella tremble suddenly.

die?Why do you... talk about... death with great anticipation?