I rely on black magic to build infrastructure [Comprehensive fairy tale]

The evil soul has made a move (into the first update of V)

When the Valmanian woman woke up from her sleep, she just sat up and noticed a large piece of hair sliding down her shoulders and back.

They stretched out their hands, and more broken hair appeared in their palms, screaming everywhere.

When a Valmanian man wakes up from his sleep, there are only two situations.One is to see the big and large pieces of hair that are falling out on the pillow of the wife next to me, and the other is to find that there are not many hairs that have been consolidated by combing through the mane, falling one by one, which is irritating. It's a broken heart.

In the streets and alleys, in the small castle buildings, there were exclamations and cries everywhere.

Everyone's crazy about the same thing: hair.

But none of this affected Fran. When she woke up, Anna Sui said that the queen's attendants had been waiting outside the door for a long time.

"Is something urgent going on?"

Fran and Anna Sui walked side by side on the promenade of the castle, the servants were cleaning, and the whole castle was in order.

The magic mirror changed its environment and chattered non-stop. Fran, who wanted to rest, refused to enter the room. It was also hanging in the corridor at this time.

The servants and soldiers here are absolutely loyal to Commander Pearlman, and even a talking mirror will not make them raise their eyelids.

"His Royal Highness Fran, good morning. You are equally beautiful today, just like a thorn rose in a castle, blooming in my heart."

"Your magic mirror can really talk." Anna Sui joked.This is more talkative than the men who pursued her.

When the magic mirror was in Fran's sleep last night, he was asked by the God of Darkness alone, and he is still terrified.

It tried its best to persuade Fran to let it into the room tonight: "His Royal Highness, your dress today is deeply imprinted on my face, how much I want to imprint you on my mirror day and night superior."

Fran glanced at the magic mirror: "After the seal is released, this mirror can be given to you, I don't think it will mind."

As the two left, the words of the magic mirror, "I don't mind! Your Highness Fulan, don't abandon me!" was left behind.

Only then did Anna Sui think of something serious: "Something happened in the kingdom. All the commoner nobles who have recently used the Queen's mane to comb their hair have all started to lose their hair."

Fran's footsteps faltered, she stretched out her hand to stroke her long curly brown hair, and after pulling for a long time, she finally managed to remove one strand.

Seeing Fran's actions, Anna Sui covered her lips with her fingertips and smiled, "Don't worry, we are protected by the gods, and we will not be easily affected by the magic of light."

Dark God also has this function to prevent hair loss?

Even though Fran woke up, Anna Sui still didn't let the queen's attendants in.

"Compared to other things, your body is the most important." Anna Sui, who was sitting at the breakfast table, clasped her hands and put them on her lips, "May the God of Darkness bless us."

After her words fell, the servants around, including Aka who joined yesterday, closed their eyes reverently and repeated: "May the God of Darkness bless us."

Fran: "..."

She always felt that Anna Sui respected her a lot compared to the first time they met, which can be called the respect of a junior to a senior, but she didn't know what changed the other party's attitude.

During breakfast, Fran didn't know where the Dark God had gone, and Anna Sui never crossed the line to ask such questions.

Until Fran got up after breakfast, a low and pleasant voice sounded in her ears: "The magic item has not left this country, go and get it back."

She glanced sideways, looking at her own shadow cast on the wallpaper by the sun.

"Of course, Lord Dark God."

At the door, the queen's attendants had been waiting for a long time.

To be precise, the queen herself has been waiting for a long time.

Ginny cut her dazzling blond hair down to her neck, put on a headscarf and a colorful and monotonous thin waist skirt, and fidgeted pacing at the door.

The moment she saw Fran, she leaned over.

"Fran, it's not good! The evil soul really made a move."

Everything went well since she became the empress. She used the knowledge taught by her godmother to successfully make her country rich. This was the first time she encountered such a predicament.

Seeing that it was the queen herself, Anna Sui moved behind Fran's back.

"Master Flan, do you want me..."

Fran didn't look back, she knew it was a sneaky gesture to wipe her neck.

She turned her hands away and shook her, then retracted her nervous hands from Ginny: "Tell me, what happened?"

Ginny took a breath, and stated: "You should already know that hair loss has occurred throughout my country. Just now, I don't know where the rumors started. I am not an orthodox queen, so The people followed me and suffered the punishment of the gods, and all those who used my hair to make a mane comb will start to lose their hair until they lose all their hair."

While speaking, the maids around her covered their headscarves one by one, for fear of losing a little hair.

This trick made Fran immediately think of a fairy witch like Mia.

Make the queen submit through disasters, and then help to control the beliefs of the whole country.

But why are there rumors that Ginny is not an orthodox queen?

"I have sent people to suppress this news as much as possible, but there is another news that has started to spread on the street." Ginny continued, "Some people, even with my mane comb, There is no hair loss, these people, they have received free combs distributed by a newly established sect nearby in the past few days, and combed their hair with that comb. They said that these combs were all blessed by the saint."

Saintess?

Fran frowned slightly, and she unconsciously pressed her index finger against her lower lip, trying to sort out the connection between the two messages.

"My godmother only taught me how to govern the country and do business, but she didn't teach me what to do when encountering such a situation." Ginny clenched her hands tightly and then loosened them, "I'm really useless."

Compared to the empress of this rich country, she is like a real girl at this moment, fragile and powerless.

In Anna Sui's eyes, what she saw was that the queen put down her figure and asked for help from the most powerful believer of the gods, which was equivalent to asking the gods for help.

My God, they took down the queen of their country without a single soldier.

Doesn't that mean that this country is half loyal to Lord Dark God?

She is humbled again!

"Her Royal Highness, as far as I know, the ultimate goal of the fairy... the evil forces are to take away all the faith of a country. One of the methods is to become the godmother of the next queen, and let the people of the whole country believe in light through the queen herself... Evil god." Fran spit out words carefully, "There is another way, when the ruler of the country does not cooperate, find a new ruler who cooperates."

Obviously, Faerie Witches are now leaning towards the latter.

And that saint...

"I don't understand." Ginny was confused. "Are you saying that the evil gods want to overthrow the royal family?"

"Not at all." Fran looked at the tuft of golden hair sticking out of Ginny's turban, "Do you still remember that you told me that you have a younger sister?"

***

In today's Valermanian country, most people no longer have the mind to live and work.

Shops were closed and nobles went out to tea parties.

An endless line stretched from the west of the city, passing through the shopping area to the residential buildings.

The people in this line are all dressed uniformly, either wearing turbans or hats.

They are trying to stop the hair from falling out.

"This is much longer than the line for buying mane combs." In the middle of the line, a young girl in a light blue floral wrap dress said softly. Her short hair was wrapped in a headscarf, and only a few unremarkable golden strands were exposed. Si, on her fair face, there was a trace of worry in her sunny eyes.

"Is there something wrong with your hair too?" The young woman next to her was wearing a long beige-brown dress, her hair was coiled up and hidden in the wide-brimmed light blue sun hat she asked Anna Sui to come, her eyes and lips were full of color. As beautiful as a fairy descending from the mortal world.

To be precise, she is a fairy who fell into a black witch.

"Although the hair in the mane comb is partly taken from my hair, I haven't been affected in any way." Ginny replied puzzledly, "I cut my hair off to sneak out of the palace."

Anyway, she did the same thing countless times when she was a child.

"This doesn't seem like good news." Fran guessed.

How would people feel if they used a mane comb mixed with Queen's hair and found out that they were losing hair but not the Queen herself?

The line will move about every 10 minutes, and will not move again until the next 10 minutes.

Waiting until the sun climbed overhead, Fran could see the small house clearly.

It was a temple that had been temporarily remodeled. Above the door was a silver-white bird's wing print.

The same pattern she had seen on the handle of a comb she picked up at the roadside.

While Ginny was also exploring the house, Fran asked in a low voice, "Master Dark God, we are about to enter the enemy's temple, do you need me to take you to wait somewhere else?"

Anna Sui is on standby somewhere nearby. She can take the Dark God there and come back by herself.

"Without dark magic, that guy wouldn't have found me, let alone those weak fairy witches." His disdainful voice appeared in Fran's ear.

But yesterday, the weak fairy witch snatched the magic item in front of you, my lord.

Fran teased in her heart.

Finally, it was Fran's and Ginny's turn.

A man in a white robe who volunteered to be a member of the Divine Hall of Light today, after counting twenty people, motioned for them to follow him into the hall.

The interior of the shrine is surrounded by intricate stained glass, and the light penetrates through the glass into this small room that can fit about twenty people.

In front of them was a young girl with elegant and dignified manners, curly yellow-brown hair, dressed like a doll.

On her chest is a necklace of bird wings that is the same as that on the door of the shrine, and her ten fingers are clasped in front of her chest.

This posture reminded Fran of Anna Sui, a devout believer who said "May the God of Darkness bless us" this morning.

She glanced at Ginny, who nodded.

It was her missing half-sister, no doubt about it.

She had seen this younger sister, but this younger sister had never seen Ginny, so the girls on the stage naturally couldn't recognize Ginny who appeared now.

And obliquely behind this young girl, stood a woman wearing a robe, her face was buried in the shadow of the robe and hat, and it could only be seen from her chin that this woman was already getting old.

She was a faerie witch, but not the one from last night.

"Next, the Holy Maiden will pray for you and bless you. Whether you can lift the divine punishment depends on your awareness." said the believer who led the people in.

The corner of the girl's mouth curled up in pity, and she opened her lips lightly and said: "The miserable citizens of Valman, you have been blinded by darkness, and your faith has been taken away by the evil and hypocritical queen, and now you have lost your faith because of the queen's actions." sin and was punished by the God of Light..."

Fran looked at the "evil hypocrisy" queen, she was not convinced.

Apparently her hair, brought finances and beauty to her people.

"It's okay, you'll get used to it sooner or later." Fran comforted, "That's how I got here too."

Ginny:?

"Saint, even if the Queen has done something wrong, we are ignorant, how can we alleviate our sins and let our hair come back?" The person who asked this sentence was a rich man who also runs a business in this country.

He didn't have much hair in the first place, and he officially stepped into the barren land today.

"You are indeed ignorant." The words of the saint made many people nod in agreement, "but you cannot recognize your ruler, and you are not completely innocent."

The smiles that people had originally appeared froze on their faces.

"What did the empress do wrong?" A clear female voice asked in the crowd.

The saint didn't seem to expect that someone would ask such a question. She subconsciously shrank her arms and looked for the source of the voice in the crowd.

It met a pair of brown-red eyes.

Of course she didn't know Fran.

The saint subconsciously glanced at the fairy witch standing behind her, and replied in the next second: "She stole the throne. She is not an orthodox queen, but a monarch not recognized by the God of Light."

Ginny looked at Fran, and was about to ask her what to do, but she heard her scolding in a low voice: "It's none of your business who is the queen."

The saint didn't hear this sentence, she saw that there was nothing wrong with Fran, and continued to exhort: "It's not like you have no chance to repent, as long as you follow the light from now on and correct your mistakes, your curse will be lifted and your body will be lost. That part will come back."

I don't know who said suddenly: "We will repent! Please God of Light save us!"

The saint didn't speak this time, she looked up at the sky piously, and said slowly, "May the God of Light bless you all."

At the same time, a woman standing behind the saint looked up.

When her cheek was exposed, a maroon mark was revealed.

This faerie witch is...? !

Ginny's pupils trembled slightly, and there was a word that was about to blurt out from her in almost a second.

Fran took her hand and shook her head at her.

"I know it's hard, but you mustn't be recognized right now," she whispered to Ginny.

She noticed that the eyes of the people around her changed after listening to the saint's speech.

If Ginny appeared now, she would be a lamb among the lions.

When the saint finished praying, everyone started to line up to take the combs blessed by her from her hands one by one.

"This is a bristle comb made of my hair, which will temporarily lift your curse."

None of the people present wanted to continue to lose their hair, and the saints and the God of Light, who were thankful in their mouths, happily took over the combs one by one.

Apart from the saintesses, there were also fairies and witches with red spots on their faces who distributed the combs.

Coincidentally, when the Fairy Witch raised her head to hand over the comb, Ginny stretched out her hand opposite her.

She had already tried her best to lower her head and restrain herself from making a sound or denying each other.

Fran was also equally nervous. When the others accepted the comb gratefully, she showed no interest in the comb.

"The God of Light will only bless pious people." The saint recognized the woman who asked the question just now.

She was too beautiful to be forgotten.

"Hmm." Fran said perfunctorily.

Saintess: "..."

At the same time, Ginny's godmother's hand trembled. She seemed to recognize her, but she still handed the comb to her without incident. After saying something in a low voice, Ginny trembled.

Her voice was too soft, Fran couldn't hear it, and naturally the saint couldn't hear it either.

After leaving the hall, Ginny remained silent, and Fran was not in a hurry.

When they arrived at the place where Anna Sui was picked up, the believer of the dark god saw them coming back, and told them without hesitation: "Do you know that many people who received the combs from here turned around and went to the gate of the palace. Shout for the queen to step down!"

Ginny raised her head, and then she spoke, "Godmother said... let me leave, Fran, do you think I want to leave?"

Fran's gaze flicked past the little girl's face, and she asked casually, "What do you think?"

"I don't know." Ginny sighed, "but I don't want to just give up."

"Indeed, we can't just let the purpose of the evil gods be achieved." After all, the golden comb has not been obtained yet.

Ginny couldn't understand more and more: "So the evil god is the God of Light in my sister's mouth? Just because my people don't believe in him, is he going to curse them and push me down?"

"Otherwise, why would you call him an evil god?" Anna Sui, who didn't fully understand what happened, heard that the title of an enemy god was called "evil", of course she had to get involved, completely forgetting that just a few days ago, she He also vowed to overthrow the queen for his own god.

Just yesterday, the word evil was still hanging in front of the soul of the God of Darkness. Now, the two-level reversal has logically become the pronoun of the God of Light.

"This evil god is really shameless and evil." Fran commented solemnly.

This process is perfect without a trace of error.

"..." The God of Darkness in the dark couldn't tell for a moment whether Fran was scolding the God of Light or herself.

"Your Highness, would you like to believe in our god? My lord, he might be able to save you and your people." Anna Sui felt that the time had come, and it was time for the other half of the kingdom to step in.

"Wait..." Fran tried to stop Anna Sui.

This was too sudden. Last second, Ginny lost the trust of the people because of the shamelessness and framing of the God of Light. Now she is asked to believe in other gods.This is to ask people to ride horses as soon as the carriage is hit!

"You... your god?" Ginny asked in confusion.

"That's right, Lord Flan and I are gods." Anna Sui didn't understand why, "By the way, Lord Flan is the most powerful believer of Lord God."

Fran: Please...you can stop talking.

Seeing the expression on Ginny's face that was about to be incited, she quickly changed the subject: "Empress, do you know why your godmother is helping the evil god and you at the same time?"

First, he left the magic props to Ginny, and then stole them a few years later and tried to support the princess who was not the blood of the previous queen.

Now remind Ginny again, let her flee the country.

Fran really couldn't figure out what this fairy witch was thinking.

Ginny hesitated for a moment, then said, "I think I might guess."