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

singing.

I can't tell whether it is from heaven or the world, only the pure and dreamy singing voice is slowly floating, and the unheard language flows slowly from the notes, and every byte looks gorgeous and shining.Amid such singing, Nightingale, who was originally curled up in pain, slowly relaxed her body, the tragic voice stopped, and a certain kind of peace even appeared on his face.

This was undoubtedly the sound of a normal and healthy nightingale. It was not possible to make such a smooth and natural sound without being exploited or enslaved.It can even be said that this singing nightingale harbors a certain soft emotion in his heart, which makes his song so touching.

The muscles on the chairman's face twitched, "... wild nightingale?"

Moreover, such a beautiful tone can be regarded as top-level in the last era when there were many nightingales. The chairman of the panel is confident that no one can surpass him in understanding nightingales. Information about nightingales has long been monopolized by him, but... ...so it seems that there is still a fish that slipped through the net!

The sound of light footsteps sounded, getting closer and closer, accompanied by the sound of dripping water, Arthur was exposed to the light of the hall without fear, Eagleton immediately connected the slight doubts in his mind with reality, As if seeing an absurd farce, slightly widened his eyes.

"You... you turned out to be...!"

Arthur ignored him at all, he looked down at his clothes, because the previous massacre was too tragic, his body was covered with splashed blood spots, and the sleeve of his right hand seemed to be filled with water, blood-red liquid dripped from his fingertips The ticking continued to flow down, and soon a small pool was gathered, and the bloody smell made the chairman of the council who had experienced many storms couldn't help but look sideways.

"It's dirty..." The wonderful trembling voice sounded again, Nightingale's eyes seemed to have a certain innocent look, and the slightly evoked smile was mocking, "Those men of yours are not bad. I am happy with the hard work, but unfortunately the number is too small."

There are...too few men?

The chairman of the council seemed to have a choked throat. Thinking of the well-trained guards in this research institute and the blood on this nightingale, he seemed to understand something, but he desperately refused to believe it!

The nightingale is cowardly, and has no use at all except to sing!It can be captured casually!Why... this nightingale...

Arthur ignored him. The moment he unfolded the forbidden curse, everything was a foregone conclusion. Although due to the limitations of the world, the forbidden curse could not be fully spread, but he didn't want to destroy the entire city, so the intensity was just right.The wings behind him had already touched the spreading darkness, and elements that would never harm him surged from behind, as if giving him support.

If identity exposure would bring danger, then as long as everyone present except Sario died, wouldn't it matter?Arthur was very calm, and the ominous black airflow was blowing behind him, and the silver-gray bright spots on the wings were looming.

The chairman of the council finally confirmed that this was really a nightingale, the real thing, but there seemed to be some mutations.If it were normal, he would definitely seize this child for research at all costs, but now he might not even be able to protect himself.

There was a clear killing intent in the nightingale's eyes, and the rich dark purple echoed the darkness behind him. At a certain moment, the pupils shrank slightly.

It was Sario who stood up. With his strong recovery ability, he almost ignored the trauma he suffered before, and his posture was still upright. He casually tore off the equipment connected to his body, and walked towards Arthur step by step.

Nightingale felt a momentary retreat, and he could feel that Sario didn't approve of his actions.

Why... do you disagree?Is it because he invokes the terrifying dark element?Or because of killing too many people?These will lead to resentment, Arthur knows, but what the hell Sario committed is much more terrible than him, okay? !

The tall Yuzu chose to lean over so that Arthur didn't have to look up at him. Sario didn't speak, but tore off a piece of lining, took Arthur's hand again, and carefully put every finger on him. After wiping everything clean, even the crevices of his fingers were wiped clean, his eyes fell on Arthur's face again, and a few drops of blood spattered on his cheeks.Although the lining was soft, it wasn't suitable for touching Little Nightingale's cheeks, so he leaned forward and licked the blood stains away.

Nightingale tilted her head unbearably disturbed, was held down again, and obediently let Sario take care of him. After finally appearing clean on the surface, Sario reluctantly stopped and put the He hugged it in his arms and circled it with his wings.

"Arthur, are you afraid?"

Arthur froze for a moment and didn't make a sound.When he is alone, he is not afraid of anything, he can risk his life to activate the forbidden technique of burning life at any time, anyway, he will recover after returning to the main god's space for a little treatment, fear of that kind of emotion does not matter at all... But when he heard the familiar voice on the terminal disappear, for a moment, he felt a kind of cold fear.

If he doesn't make it...

"Arthur!" Sario said with a heavy tone to bring him back to his senses, and when he met his eyes, he softened his brows and eyes again, and the golden halo gradually revealed, finally occupying the entire pupil.The kiss fell on the forehead, then on the lips, without desire, just a gentle reassurance.

"I hope you can put 'let me do it' before 'do it yourself', you never have to get your hands dirty... I said I'll stay with you, right?"

"But..." I am the protector...

To protect the main god among the coveted reincarnations, and to gather the young dragon he picked up under his wings in the more distant past, he must become very strong, and he can't catch anything if he is not strong!He had to kill, too, and if he didn't kill them all, they would hurt everything he held dear!

"Arthur," Yuzu buried his head on his neck, his soft and slightly long black hair tickled him, clearly acting like a spoiled child, "but I've grown up."

For a moment, Arthur couldn't tell whether it was Sario from outside the world or Sario from this world who said this sentence.

[Brother, I have grown up!You see, the claws and wings are already very powerful!So... can you take me with you in the future?I want to participate in more and more things related to my brother, and have a longer and longer time with my brother... Sorry, I have to say it because it is said to be selfish. 】

Nightingale lowered her head slowly, and the terrifying darkness behind him lost control and gradually dispersed. It was clearly a world-destroying dark curse, but when it dissipated, it was extremely gentle.

The inexplicable fear that weighed on everyone's hearts dissipated, and the light descended on the research institute again. The chairman's eyes moved slightly, but was firmly fixed on the spot by Sario's eyes.

"Did I warn you kindly before? About not letting me escape..."

The chairman of the council was stiff, and the fear of death weighed heavily on his heart. He tried to seek help from Igor, but the other party could not protect himself.

correct!That nightingale!If I make that sound again...!

Arthur was already squatting in front of the poor persecuted fellow. Seeing the poor physical condition of the other party, he frowned and began to sing softly.For the sake of speed, he used high-level light magic without hesitation. After releasing the magic, he was too tired to speak, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"That's good, what are your plans for the future?"

Nightingale looked at him blankly. After a while, she carefully grabbed the hem of his clothes, "Can I, can I be with you? I'm, I'm afraid of everyone else..."

It was obvious that the vocal cords had been seriously injured. Arthur couldn't bear it, and wanted to think of a compromise, but found Sario standing silently behind him, almost staring at the nightingale.

Nightingale: Huh! qaq

Sario would never tolerate someone disturbing his and Arthur's life, even if it was Arthur's family!After frightening the poor Nightingale to tremble with the coercion of the high-ranking feather clan, he scooped Arthur up.

He has already dealt with the chairman of the council, but he didn't kill him, and keeping it still has some effect. As for Igor... this brother has exhausted the last pity in his heart, he will not let Igor die, and even put him It is stupid for him to take the throne and show his face directly. He prefers to be an informer who hides behind the scenes.

"Don't talk anymore, I heard your voice is a little hoarse, I'll feed you some syrup when I go back." At this point, Arthur couldn't bear to refuse. Seeing that Arthur still cared about the nightingale, he couldn't help crying out. good idea.

"Arthur, you can give him the sheet music."

Arthur understood what he meant in an instant. Nightingale was of great significance to the empire. There must always be one standing on the table. The vocal cords were damaged, and Arthur didn't believe that the empire would be stingy with the price of this treatment.

And this nightingale...is destined not to get too close to the empire, it's always best to stay away. Arthur is not worried about the previous racial tragedy.

Arthur suddenly laughed. He couldn't wait to see what changes would happen to the empire with a damaged nightingale. So what if the songbirds were jealous?Nightingale doesn't have deep feelings for the empire, and she can leave at any time.

Regardless of Sario's stop, Arthur spoke again. He was very tired and his voice was a little hoarse.

"I want to talk to you."

In the summer of 1046 in the Imperial Calendar, the old emperor passed away, and Prince Yigel succeeded to the throne. The chairman of the council, Sario, announced the abolition of the upper house and delegated more power to the lower house loyal to him.Although there is only one prince title on his head, as the biggest beneficiary of this series of power changes, the emperor has been completely emptied by him, and the glory of the imperial royal family is shrouded in him, so many people prefer to call him the regent.

Today, His Royal Highness the Prince Regent still neglected the tedious housework and left it all to Eagle. He walked out of the parliament building in a hurry without even changing his formal military uniform. He couldn't wait to go home, loyal adjutant Today's special intelligence is being reported to him.

"The Central Hospital has made it clear that Sir Arthur's vocal cords have been recuperated for half a year, and there is no problem at all, but the daily special syrup still cannot be interrupted."

Sario turned his gaze out of the window, holding his military cap in his hand, his eyes were a little unclear, "Is it okay to speak for a long time?"

The adjutant nodded, "Yes, there is no problem. If you want to sing continuously for a long time, you must give up sweets for the next few days."

"The intensity is indeed equivalent to singing..." Sario murmured, smiling as if thinking of something, "I see, thank you for your hard work."

"No, where, it is my honor to serve you!"

The drive was not too far, and Sario skipped work early, so it was still bright when we got home.After Sario explained it to him, Arthur completely exposed his nature of being a dead house. He would never go out if there was no need, and devoted himself to writing music scores and compiling tutorials. This made the only nightingale feel unspeakable. His mysterious sense is very popular in the empire.

In this regard, Sario has a little temper of his own_(:3ゝ∠)_

Arthur's usual refreshing place is the study room. Sario went upstairs familiarly. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Little Nightingale sitting on the soft plush carpet, staring at the screen intently. Her half-length brown hair seemed to be Woke up without combing, looking fluffy.Arthur was never used to showing his wings, so he would look extra petite in such a big room, and he could be rubbed into his arms with light force.

He was watching the enthronement ceremony that had just been delivered to him. Because it was a luxurious shooting version, the production cycle was a bit longer, and it was delivered to him half a month after the ceremony.

The black-haired young man on the screen seems to be favored by the gods. He has handsome features, a tall and straight figure, and a mole under his left eye is especially ecstatic. The pure black military uniform is decorated with long golden spikes, and the nightingale on the cap badge is surrounded by golden spikes. Sing freely.His brilliance completely overwhelmed Emperor Eagle, but no one dared to say otherwise.

The glowing golden wings enveloped him from behind, and Arthur had already sensed his return, and leaned back lazily, "You left work early again, the prospect of the empire is really worrying."

"Because the task I'm about to perform next is more important. Dear Lord Nightingale, can you give me a reason for refusing the syrup?" Sario asked with a smile, resting his chin on Little Nightingale's head.

Arthur looked up with a righteous face, and said very righteously, "Because it completely destroys the taste that sweets should have! It's a waste of the sugar used!"

"Then... make it bitter for you?"

Arthur's long-lost board is on the stage again, and he can't express his righteous indignation without expression!

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