Dressed as Cinderella's Vicious Stepsister

"Injured again?" came the voice of the Moon God, "You can't even beat Butler Xiong, how did you take the God Servant Qualification Examination?"

Dusula got up from the ground in a daze.

When she got up, the scene had turned into an old castle in the dense forest.

Steward Xiong and the faceless maid stood aside.

The soaring muscles on Butler Xiong's body gradually receded, and he returned to his usual fluffy and cute appearance.

But there is no doubt that his soaring muscles just now were for beating her.

Dusula realized at this moment, yes, she wanted to learn divine power and prepare for the qualification examination for serving the gods.

She is beaten daily by Butler Bear and the Faceless Maid in turn, and it is not uncommon for her to be beaten unconscious, but usually Luna will use restoration magic to restore Tubanli to Dusula again.

There is nothing wrong with all this in front of me.

It's what she goes through every day.

Dusula didn't doubt it, even the pure white space she saw at the beginning was gradually forgotten, and as the days of training passed, there was no trace of it.

The days of training are dull and fulfilling.

Days repeat so much that people forget the passage of time.

The two months seem to go no matter how they go, there is no end to it.

The old castle has always been that old castle, and the moon god has always been that moon god, and the butler bear and the faceless maid have not changed.

It wasn't until the apple pie appeared for the fourth time that Dusula suddenly noticed something was wrong.

Butler Bear's dessert has a recipe that changes every month.

From the 31st to the [-]st, every day corresponds to the date, and he will make different desserts.

And apple pie is a recipe for the sixth of every month.

This is also the only dessert Dusula doesn't like among Butler Bear's desserts.

She remembered clearly that this was the fourth time she ate apple pie, that is to say, on the same sixth day, she had experienced the fourth month.

She also remembered clearly that she was only two months away from the God Servant Qualification Examination, so why did she train in the castle for more than three months?

Dusula looked at Luna who was also eating.

There is nothing unusual about him.

Bear Butler and Faceless Maid are also as usual.

Dusula couldn't help asking: "You...do you feel that something is wrong?"

Luna looked up at her.

Butler Xiong just said: "If you don't like it, you have to finish it. I have my plan for making desserts."

She suppressed the strangeness in her heart.

But I don't know how many days passed, the same apple pie appeared on the dining table again.

Dusula became more and more anxious.

—I can't waste my time here.

— Time is really running out.

This thought kept accumulating in her heart, like sand leaking out of an hourglass, accumulating more and more, getting heavier and heavier, making Dusula restless.

But she didn't know what she was anxious about, and why she was running out of time.

Obviously, the date of the qualification examination for the servant of the gods has not yet come, and her divine power is also being built and improved step by step, and a bright future is still waiting for her.

And bam!

Dusula smashed the wooden door with one punch.

The faceless maid almost beat her to pieces.

Dusula couldn't restrain the anxiety in her heart, she squatted on the ground, couldn't help covering her face, and cried softly.

She really wanted to stay here, it made her feel safe like home.

It was here that she learned her strength, and it was also the first time she saw the road ahead clearly.

However, she can't.

She knew in her heart that she couldn't.

The consciousness of the two parties was constantly torn apart, which made Dusula extremely painful.

She felt that someone was watching her.

Dusula looked up with tears in her eyes, and found that Luna was sitting on the single sofa, watching her quietly.

"Is there something wrong?" he asked.

Hearing this, Dusula was at a loss for a moment. She wanted to stay here, but her intense anxiety made her restless.

Dusula shook her head and said, "There's nothing wrong with it."

Luna sighed softly.

He asked: "Stay here, okay?"

"What's so good about the outside world? I know, you want to stay in the castle forever, this is the place where you feel safest."

"Not the home with your mother and sister, not the church headquarters, but here."

"As long as you want, you can stay in your comfort zone and never go out."

"In my eyes, you're doing just fine."

Hearing this, Dusula frowned, and she crawled back on hands and feet, trying to stay away from this "moon god".

This is not Luna.

The Heath she knew, even though he was cold and unpredictable, he would never say such things to her.

He is a teacher.

is strong.

So what he taught her was also the means and skills to survive in this world.

Then there is absolutely no tenderness and indulgence in this.

This feeling of something wrong is getting stronger and stronger, and the feeling of anxiety in my heart is also getting stronger and stronger.

Dusula only felt that her hands and feet were weak, and she couldn't even stand up. The false moon god was still not far behind her. Dusula could only use her hands and feet to crawl in the opposite direction of the "moon god" and try her best to stay away from it. he.

She didn't know how long it took and how much effort was wasted.

Looking back, the fake moon god was finally gone.

Dusula breathed a sigh of relief.

Maybe it was because she was tired from climbing so far just now, Dusula's eyelids were as heavy as if they had been filled with lead.

She kept blinking, blinking.

In front of her eyes, in the vast expanse of whiteness, it seemed that countless stars were blinking at her, making her eyes hurt.

Finally Dusula tilted her head and fell into a deep sleep.

……

"Wake up, wake up!"

"Are you OK?"

"...There is no external injury, why have you been asleep and not waking up?"

"What the hell is wrong?"

A familiar voice kept ringing in my ears, as noisy as a certain frog, which was annoying.

Dusula slept soundly, and she reflexively wanted to catch a certain frog prince and tell him to shut up.

however……

"ah--!!!"

The shriek nearly pierced Dusula's ears.

The voice was still the familiar voice, but it became shy, as if the big girl was molested by the bandits.

With a man's voice, it's... quite disgusting.

Dusula couldn't stand the nausea, so she suppressed the sleepiness and opened her eyes.

I saw a beautiful young man with blond hair, green eyes, slender figure and white skin, with a red face covering his chest, looking at Du Sula as if he was looking at the bandit leader who casually molested people.

Dusula: "..."

Are you crazy?And who are you?

Before he could complain, the beautiful blond boy complained coyly, "You, why are you pinching my chest, what are you doing!"

Dusula: "..."

She looks at her hands.

Look at the blond boy again.

Look at your hands again.

Dusula said brazenly: "The hand has its own consciousness, I can't control it."

Blonde boy: "..."

"But he's still a virgin!!!" The beautiful boy was also angry.

Only then did Dusula sit up in shock in a dream.

Her eyes almost went off.

"You?! You changed back?!"

Who else could loudly proclaim their virginity but the frog?

At this time, the blond handsome boy had a full expression, stood up gracefully, and gave a standard court salute to Dusula.

He said: "Belated self-introduction, my name is Lance Moonstone, the prince of the Kingdom of Underwater, that is, the frog who has been following you these days."

"I got it……"

Changed back, which means he kissed Princess Catherine.

Dusula's last memory before she fell asleep was still the picture of Princess Catherine being hit by the truth and her whole body collapsing.

Princess Catherine emitted black air all over her body, which was similar in nature to her usual black flame.

The room was sealed, and she couldn't hide, so she lost consciousness... and saw some hallucinations.

When he woke up again, the Frog Prince lifted the curse himself. What happened in this step? !

Dusula couldn't help asking, "What about Catherine?"

"She, too, was backlashed by her own black magic, and she's still comatose up there."

above?Dusula noticed the key words.

She looked around, this is indeed not Princess Catherine's room, there is neither a bed, nor thousands of portraits of the moon god, this is a repaired cave, but it is not dark at all, but there are clusters of them white light.

Speaking of white light, it was due to Dusula's lack of vocabulary.

Using the contradictory vocabulary of colorful white light to describe it is the most suitable description.

Dusula walked inside, and sure enough, the walls were naturally inlaid with beautiful gemstones the size of a fist, or even larger.

—This must be the moonstone.

Even if the Frog Prince didn't introduce it, Dusula knew about it.

And she was indeed in the upper dormitory just now, why did she run down again?

Dusula looked back at Lance, with a clear question mark in her eyes.

Lance said: "The role of the moonstone itself is opposite to the black magic used by Catherine. For us, the moonstone may be beneficial, but for her it is a kind of torture. You have also seen her state, which is Gradually not going out for two years may also be the reason why I can't keep up with energy. And the truth became the last straw that hit her... She was backlashed by her own magic and passed out. I took the opportunity to kiss her and lift the curse. "

"Uh, I know she passed out, but we all passed out too, right?"

Thinking of the visions in the dream, Lance said with some disgust: "When I saw those visions, I knew they were fake. How could I miss the days when I ate and lived with Catherine, she was the chief culprit who took away my country. So I woke up and took refuge in the cellar under her bed."

Dusula sighed softly.

She looked at the former little frog and now the prince, and thought, maybe in your subconscious, you really miss those days.

It's just that she didn't say it.

On the contrary, Dusula thanked Lance seriously.

"Then thank you for carrying me down too. If it weren't for you, my will might have been invaded by black magic, and I wouldn't be able to wake up even if I wanted to."

"Huh?" Lance tilted his head, "It's not me."

Dusula also tilted her head: "Huh?"

That is how the matter?

Lance said: "When I woke up, I was almost unable to move. I went to the cellar and used the moonstone to suck out the black air, and I was relieved."

"Even if I want to carry you, I can't carry you."

"You climbed down by yourself. You closed your eyes, but you have a survival instinct. You climbed down with your hands and feet, and you can open the cellar door by yourself!" Lance's tone was full of surprise, like a child watching in an aquarium The kind of surprise that the seals will bounce away and then pat their belly.

Dusula: "..."

She opened her mouth, shocked.

Dusula: "???"

No, as expected of me! ! !