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

Arthur was terrified, or rather, the body was terrified.After clapping away the opponent's hand, he trembled on the spot for a while before gradually regaining consciousness, and then realized the problem with the voice.

"Can you... speak?" The subtle timbre spread layer by layer, and it was not as bright as it should be in the world. This is the timbre unique to Nightingale, an indelible racial talent.When they sing sweet songs at night, every note is infiltrated by the warm warmth, no matter how proud a songbird is, they must bow their heads with hatred.

This was a blessing in disguise. Arthur raised his head again, and the handsome face of the other party was exposed to the light. A tear mole under his left eye could almost be called ecstasy, and the long eyelashes drooped down, making it difficult to see the expression in his eyes clearly.

"I'm sorry to scare you." He didn't reach out again, the military uniform was on his body neatly, but viscous liquid dripped drop by drop from the corner of the clothes, forming a small pool on the ground.

Arthur's pupils shrank. He knew that the other party was injured, but he didn't know that the injury was so serious. There was no trace of bleeding in the black military uniform, but it flowed down after being soaked. Look at the amount of bleeding. By daybreak, he would definitely lose too much blood and die.I don't know if it's because the high-ranking feather clan has a strong physique, and the opponent's body has been stable all the time, and the attack on him was also very powerful after losing such a large amount of blood.

It's just looking for death!Arthur reprimanded in his heart, touching the pure black eyes of the other party, somehow softened his heart.

Taking him in for one night does not affect his plans.

Arthur bowed his head and drew two strokes on the tablet, showing it to the Yuzu with a blank expression.

【Catch up. 】

This time, there is no facial expression benefit. Arthur put away the writing board, patted the dirt on his clothes, and walked straight ahead. The tall and slender Yuzu followed behind him obediently. A bit beautiful.After walking a few steps, Arthur suddenly turned around, writing a line on the clipboard.

[I know that people like you have medicine on your body, and wiped off the blood. 】

The Yu clan honestly ordered and moved one by one, sprinkled potions all the way to cover up the blood stains, Arthur walked in front, and heard the sound of breathing behind him gradually speeding up as time went by, indicating that the other party was losing more and more blood. Haoyebazaar is not far from his home, just as Arthur opened the door for iris verification, the tall Yuzu fell on top of him.

Arthur was crushed enough, he held his breath and pushed the opponent away.Yu Clan's eyes were still open, but slightly slack, leaning against the door and not moving, Arthur pushed him a little and closed the door, looking at the blood on the floor was going crazy, and finally he accepted his fate and took it. The medicine box came to bandage the other party.

The original owner is often bullied, medicines and the like are complete, and Arthur's bandaging technique is also very good. After working for more than half an hour, he finally cleaned it up. Pour into the washing machine.

If there is no such machine, Arthur will probably choose to throw this pile of dirty clothes directly into the shredder_(:3ゝ∠)_

Amidst the slight sound of washing and ironing, Arthur came to the bed a little tired. The upper body of the Yu family was naked, and the black wings covered him from the shoulder blades, guarding himself tightly. He still kept his eyes open, watching Woke up with no intention of falling asleep.

Arthur wrote on the clipboard again, and placed it in front of his eyes. His dull black eyes blinked, and the Yuzu recognized the writing on it, and then obediently closed their eyes.

Finally coaxed to sleep, Arthur let out a breath, suddenly felt that life was difficult, he was so tormented that he couldn't sleep at all, so he simply turned on the computer, and was a little surprised to find that the three songs that had been hung up before had been bought at a high price. His previous price was more than [-]% higher!

The original owner's talent really can't be concealed, selling those songs at the price of cabbage before is a waste of money!

The income has been credited to the account, Arthur immediately ordered a few large cans of hard candy from the Internet, and after confirming the arrival tomorrow, he began to prepare for the next step.

To make the fairy tale end like the original book, the original owner must be famous in the empire. The song thrown out before is just a test, and of course the cost of living is also very important.Now it seems that the music platform he found has a sound mechanism, and the income will be credited quickly, so it can be stationed for a long time.

Arthur thinks he has no aesthetic interest, and his music level can even be said to be appalling, but although he can't sing, but...

He can chant, silly! ! !

Magicians use chanting to communicate with nature, and it can even be said that they are using their chanting to confuse the elements, so that the elements are willing to use them for themselves.Elements with peaceful attributes like soft and slow chants, such as water and wind; elements with violent attributes like provocative chants, such as fire and thunder; there are also some more hypocritical elements, which always have special requirements. Darkness requires charm, and time and space prefer ethereal textures.

Arthur has not chanted for many years, because his spiritual power and magic power are enough to support most magic instant casts, and some forbidden spells with low requirements are not a problem, but he has never forgotten magic poems, they become The shining symbols are engraved in his mind and will not fade in a lifetime.

He was taken aback before, but he was able to make a sound. Arthur glanced at Yuzu who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, and the other party remained motionless.But he still locked himself in the kitchen uneasy, locked the door, and then began to try to chant with this body.

The texture of the clear voice is like glass, and the ordinary words will make people's hearts sway. Once he starts to sing, Arthur's expression will become serious and solemn.Every character is familiar by heart, so there is no obstacle when spitting it out, it just rolls round the vocal cords, as smooth as silk.

To be on the safe side, Arthur only chose the most basic purification technique in light magic, which can do nothing but dispel the negative state. There is no magic in this world, and nothing major will happen if you think about it.

He seems to have erected an incredible flag_(:3ゝ∠)_

In fact, Yuzu didn't fall asleep. In a strange environment, his alertness would be raised to the highest level, so he just closed his eyes and sank into the soft bed, with the scent of that bad-tempered bird lingering on the tip of his nose...it seemed to be... The taste of sugar?

Speaking of which, he knocked over the little bird's sugar bowl. Although the intention was to attract the other party, compensation was still necessary. After thinking about it, he felt that his thinking gradually became sluggish, and there seemed to be something in his ears. The endless singing, the gentle and clean tune, makes people feel like they are in the misty clouds, and the cool water vapor lingers around, soothing the tired body.

Amid such singing, he actually fell into a deep sleep.

The faint sound of the door opening awakened the Yuzu. He narrowed his eyes and slowly opened them. A circle of gold appeared in the originally pure black pupils, shining brightly.The wounds on his body have healed up. Although the Yu family knew that their resilience was amazing, they didn't think they could recover to this level in one night!

Arthur, who continuously chanted the purification technique, the illumination technique, the healing technique, the breath of the holy light, etc. from low to high magic, said that it had nothing to do with him!It doesn't matter!

Arthur happily opened the sugar bowl. The candy made of pure fruit juice looks unpretentious, and you don’t know how delicious it is until you put it in your mouth. He ate half of the can in anger and is now pouring water.

Nightingale's delicate throat is enough...

Thinking of the magic-like effect brought by chanting, Arthur still decided to protect his throat, and regretfully put down the sugar bowl. Arthur picked up the water glass on the side and was about to drink when he saw the Yu Clan squatting by the kitchen door Looking at him, the upper body is still naked, the white bandages cover some muscle lines, but still has a slightly raised shape, curled up a bit wronged, and a halo of light is shining in the pure black pupils.

...the eyes changed?

Arthur casually touched the writing board, 【What's the matter with the eyes? 】

This color reminds him of Sario, like pressing a small radar, every world can find him accurately, so it seems possible...

No!Arthur ruthlessly overturned his own conclusion, Sario didn't have the guts to scare him, otherwise he would break that guy's leg!

The Yu clan who was squatting by the door suddenly felt a chill down his spine. In order to avoid this feeling, he reached out and touched his eyelids, "I don't know, it's like this when I woke up, I didn't see it."

Arthur pointed the mirror to him, and calmly watched the Yuzu abduct the sugar bowl he put on the desk with one wing, unmoved at all.

Because he bought jars made of organic materials this time!Not afraid of falling at all!

Yu Clan looked in the mirror and noticed the change in himself, his pupils couldn't help but sink.

In his capacity, it was impossible for him to wander around the downtown in the middle of the night, but when he was dealing with a difficult object, he had a manic attack, and he almost couldn't survive, so he had to ask passers-by for help, but he was even revenged by this bad-tempered bird The second time of sex hurts once, which is really miserable.

Yu Clan's thinking has turned to asking for compensation, and the writing board was handed to him again.

[Forget about the eyes first, what should I call you? 】

The Yuzu thought about it, Arthur didn't understand why he thought about it, if he didn't want to say his identity, just give a fake name, he asked the name, it was really just a courtesy.

"I'm... Eagle."

Arthur drew a [(￢_￢)] expression on the clipboard for him, and he didn't believe it at all!

The original owner is Prince Eagle's fanatic, okay?How could a real person fail to recognize him in front of his eyes?And the pause between you is also suspicious...

Igor had a heart attack for a while, and regained his energy, "What about you?"

Arthur knew that the other party was an extraordinary person, so he would be able to check himself up and down when he went back. He didn't even hide his name, and wrote it on the board.

【Arthur. 】

Igor laughed, and the moles under his eyes became more and more confusing. He extended his hand to Arthur with a friendly look.

"Then it's time to interrupt, Arthur."

Arthur glanced at him, stretched out his hand to shake it politely, and suddenly trembled uncontrollably the moment he touched him, obviously the instinct of a small bird was at work.

Igor firmly held his hand. This little bird was very small no matter where it was. The hand held in the palm seemed to be broken with a little force. It was so fragile that it was pitiful.Seeing Arthur frowning and trying to withdraw his hand, he pulled the little bird into his arms with a little effort.

The size is just right, he only needs to spread his wings to wrap the opponent tightly, this feeling is extremely wonderful, the body in his arms even trembles slightly, surrounded by the breath of the raptor, this moment should be Scared?Will you weep softly if you get closer?However, Igor didn't dare to hug for too long, he raised his hands and stepped back.

"Arthur, that one will really kill you if you tie it down."

Arthur held the fruit knife that had just opened the sugar bowl in his hand, and stared at him expressionlessly. His brown soft half-length hair was draped over his shoulders. No matter how you looked at it, he looked weak and weak, but Eagle did not care about it. I suspect that he can really open a few holes in his body, as long as he kicks that wooden barrel with half the momentum is enough!