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

The source of the plague has been eliminated, and the angels left the church one after another to return to the kingdom of heaven. A large group of white doves followed them, flapping their wings in the golden light, like a golden snow.Arthur also has to go back to heaven to report on his duties for the time being, but before he leaves, he still has a lot to do.

Like sending two demons to the gates of hell and staring at them as they walk in.

"Is this our friendship, Your Excellency the Archangel!" Mondo said with a heartbroken face, "I haven't seen enough of the colorful world outside, are you going to ruthlessly drive me back to the barren hell?!"

Arthur glanced at him, turned to the relatively normal Naifah, and nodded at him.

"When I go back this time, I'm going to compete for the seat of the Lord of Demons, right? I remember that he has more than one son."

"Yes." Naifah's expression was a little dignified, but he eased up immediately, "I am very grateful to you, you taught me an important lesson."

"I've been living carefully and cautiously, relying on planning rather than relying on power. I haven't done as well as Mundo in this regard, and I don't look like a demon anymore."

Smiling wryly, Naifa regained his spirits, "I will use the devil's way to fight for that position. By then, there will be more opportunities for cooperation, right?"

The angel didn't answer him, but folded his wings reservedly.Watching the two demons plunge into the flames of hell, Arthur began to place a seal at the door. The gatekeeper of hell seemed to want to stop it, but recalling the experience of being hanged and beaten, he silently squatted aside and pretended not to see it.

Arthur has never trusted these demons, and the cooperation is only temporary. When these two little guys fade away from their current innocence, maybe one day they will become enemies.

Speaking of enemies... the noble and glamorous Archangel sneered.

That bastard who is jumping up and down and playing tricks, it's time to clean it up!

Cinderella picked a bouquet of flowers in the garden early in the morning. It was tulips without thorns. The elegant light purple was like the eyes of the angel. She held the flowers in her arms and hurried through the corridor. The passing servants greeted her Nodding her head, she returned the greetings one by one seriously.

It's not a polite way of alienating, the little girl has always firmly remembered that this is not her home.

In fact, where is her home in this world?She can't go back to her stepmother, and the palace is definitely not her home. Only by Mr. Xiaoniao's side can she feel a little comfort.But Mr. Bird is an angel after all, an angel, and he is going back to heaven.

Holding the bouquet of tulips, the little girl stopped in a bit of confusion. Her eyes crossed the high wall of the palace and landed on the bell tower of the church. A flock of pigeons flew by from far away, as if she had never been sad.

"...The waistline of the skirt is not smooth enough." A deep voice commented, Cinderella felt a slight tightening of her wrist, and she was brought to the visitor's side, the skirt unscrewed a fan, tulips scattered all over the ground, a little light The scent was floating, she raised her eyes ignorantly, and asked a question tentatively.

"what?"

The visitor was slightly suffocated, as if he didn't dare to meet her gaze, he quickly let go of his hand, turned his head and explained: "I, I didn't mean to offend, it's just such a poorly made skirt, it doesn't match you at all!"

Cinderella looked down at the white dress embroidered with gold thread on her body, and blinked her eyes speechlessly, but her gentleness and politeness all along made her not easily refute others, so she just responded with a smile, "Well, maybe I can't catch your eyes, but it is indeed made by the best tailor shop in Wangdu."

"I really didn't mean to offend!" The young man frowned, his ears were stained a little red, and his voice suddenly softened, "It's just that a beautiful girl like you should wear better clothes."

Cinderella was stunned for a moment, then pursed her lips and smiled, "Thank you for your compliment~"

The young man's face was also stained with crimson. In order to hide his embarrassment, he knelt down and picked up the scattered tulips one by one. Cinderella also gathered up her skirt to pick them up together.The young man handed the bunch he picked up to Cinderella's hand, and the moment his fingertips touched, he shrank back, turned his head and said nothing.

"Thank you?" The little girl blinked.

"Ahem, you're welcome."

After a brief conversation, the little girl lifted her skirt and walked through the corridor. The young man watched her leave in situ, and finally covered his face with his hand and moaned, "Sirie Murray, you are such an idiot!"

Arthur blocked Sario in the study. In order to be able to tear it up in such a small place, he folded his wings and walked in lightly.His Royal Highness, who was reviewing official documents, raised his head and saw the angel looking at him with a blank face. The posture of propping one hand on the edge of the table has a kind of lazy and graceful posture. The slightly longer strand of hair on the left side slipped down to the collarbone, like It is a gentle morning light.

"The processing of the source of the plague has ended, and I will conduct a phased report."

Sario was silent for a while, then smiled slightly, "The usage of 'debriefing' is really interesting, don't you want to go back to heaven?"

"There's no need for that." There was a sharp look in the angel's beautiful eyes, "I should report to the person I'm working on, isn't it right in front of me?"

This time there was a longer silence, Sario stared at his archangel, leaned back on the back of the chair, and closed his golden pupils tiredly, "When did you know?"

Arthur straightened up and said with a sneer, "You boast too much about yourself."

"Really?" The smiles in the golden pupil fainted, even if Sario's identity was exposed, he seemed very frank, and he opened his arms to his archangel, "Then, come to practice what I said last time. If so."

[Lie down on my knees and listen to the oracle. 】

Arthur has already shown his bow and arrows. The silver bow is wrapped with golden patterns bestowed by gods. When the golden arrows are facing it, Sario has no fear at all, and still smiles slightly. Arthur frowned slightly, and suddenly behind him A warm body was attached, and the white sleeves passed in front of him, holding the bow.

Arthur was horrified at that moment, and he wanted to turn his head to look in disbelief.Sario, who is a human being, was clearly sitting in front of him, smiling and opening his arms to invite, but who is holding him behind him...!

"This is what I bestowed." The low voice was like flowing water, like an oracle from the nine heavens, "I hold a weapon in my hand, it should protect me."

He restrained Arthur's movement of turning around, and the low-pitched voice sounded again, "Do you care about that?"

He waved his hand casually, and Sario in human form turned into a string of light spots and returned to his body, "It's just a part of the spirit, always sleeping and boring, and occasionally wandering around the world..."

"By the way, listen to other people's praises for you?" Arthur said lightly, he really wanted to spread his wings, but he was hugged tightly, and the shameless god even stretched out his tongue to lick his earlobe, which was warm and wet The touch brought back some fragmentary memories.

Satisfied, the god licked and kissed the angel's slightly red ear tips, and his hands began to slide down restlessly.The angel panted slightly, and there was a layer of water in the light purple eyes, as if trying to suppress the rising desire in the body. This posture seemed to be pulled down from the spotless altar, while keeping clean The rationality of desire, on the one hand, is the belief and love for God, and many emotions are mixed together, and even the struggle seems weak.

The bow and arrow were thrown aside casually, the sleeves of the gods flicked, and the documents on the desk were swept away in an instant. Arthur's back was pressed against the cold table, his eyes trembled, and a cold light flashed across silently.He raised his head, and was forced to bear the predatory kiss of the beloved god, and then when the lips and tongues were intertwined most intensely, he bent his legs and gave the other party a hard blow!

Rao is the supreme god, and he had to retreat at this time. He looked at the archangel who turned over and sat up accusingly. The platinum-blonde angel spread his wings to protect him, and slowly arranged his clothes.

Arthur was able to maintain his sanity almost at any time, perhaps because "sanity" was the only thing he could hold on to tightly in that dark experience in the past.This kind of distracted foreplay stage is not enough to make him delirious... Maybe he will lose his mind if it is done, but obviously not now.

The golden collar button was fastened to the top, and the angel sat there dressed up again, but there was still an attractive color on his cheeks, and the light of water in his eyes was extremely attractive.

"You are beating God qvq!" Sario complained.

"I'm just correcting some mistakes for you." Arthur didn't have the slightest psychological burden, sitting on the desk, his wings spread and folded happily, "I'm really ashamed to bear your double love in heaven and on earth."

"qvq" Sario knew that he was wrong, so he could get more benefits if he hid his identity to please both sides, but it would bring a lot of psychological pressure to Arthur.As soon as he thought of this, there was no trace of his previous arrogance left, and Arthur didn't use too much force in the previous blow, and after a while of pain, he leaned forward again.

Arthur: I have never seen such a brazen god!

But after all, this body was made by God, and faith and loyalty were engraved in it. If it wasn't for Arthur's soul, it is very likely that when God asked him to sacrifice himself, he would have obeyed without hesitation.The breath of the creator enveloped his body, and Arthur wanted to teach the dead Sario some lessons, but finally he sighed.

"You are really good at acting like a baby." The instinct of the body is still making him use honorifics, and the spikes are put away one by one. God rubbed against him, unfolded his sleeves to wrap his archangel around him, and smiled softly .

"No way, the target is a hard-hearted little white bird, I have to do my best."

The kingdom of heaven is still peaceful and solemn, because the waking up of the gods has added a bit of vitality.According to Sario, he doesn't want Arthur to be a guardian angel at all, he just wants him to stay in the temple, it doesn't matter whether he listens to the oracle, as long as he is always by his side... If you can It is even better to fully open the body before the God of faith.

Arthur rejected him, and the god kept guarding the empty temple for a few days pitifully, and finally couldn't hold back and threw himself into the world, receiving envoys from foreign countries in a graceful manner.

The welcome banquet will be held for three full days, and aristocrats and ladies of many names are invited to participate. Cinderella is not qualified, but her admission method is so that no one can refuse.

She was wearing a magpie-gray dress, decorated with silver chains everywhere, and the small silver crown on her head was also shining slightly. Under the light, the brilliance of pure silver was clean and noble, and her demeanor was also elegant and natural. Although she was still young, But let the soft beauty that belongs to the girl be displayed vividly.

If that's all it is, it's not enough to make people's jaws drop. What really brings the atmosphere to a climax is the angel holding the girl.He has luxurious platinum-blonde hair, his huge snow-white wings are plated with pure gold streamers, and the archangel's dress hangs from his shoulders with ribbons, carrying an indescribable sense of holiness.

Arthur led the little girl to the arena, and let go of his hand. The prelude to the opening dance sounded, and the tall and straight prince stretched out his hand to Cinderella, bowing slightly.

"Beautiful lady, this dress is enough to match you."

"Can you dance with me?"

Cinderella lifted the hem of her skirt gracefully, and took the other's hand, as if holding a happy future.

Afterwards, whether it is a dress woven with bright and luxurious gold threads on the second day, or a dress decorated with sparkling crystals on the third day, they are all stunning and gorgeous.Every night she stayed with the prince, only this time, there was no midnight spell.

Stepping on the crystal shoe, the little girl stood on the terrace. Although the dress was relatively thin, she was wearing a man's coat.Holding the coat tightly, Cinderella stretched out her hand to the angel suspended in the air. She had tears in her eyes, but she smiled happily.

"Mr. Bird!" she cried, her eyes rolled up. "I have found it! I have found Cinderella's happiness!"

The outstretched hand touched the soft wingtips, and there was a little relief in the angel's light purple eyes.

"That's good, Cinderella."

Two little white birds landed on the little girl's shoulders, one left and one right. In the night sky, a group of bright white light almost like the sun slowly flew up to the eternal kingdom of heaven, reporting the latest good news to that glorious soul. .Cinderella watched silently on the balcony, and someone hugged her gently from behind.

"Cold?"

"It's not cold, maybe it's just a little lonely." The little girl turned around, her eyes sparkling, filled with reflections of all the light in the world.

"I... like Mr. Bird so much!"

"Cinderella! What about me qvq?!"