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

can i touch your wings

The sunset glow has faded, and the black veil called night slowly shrouds the sky above the castle.

The room was so dark that the little flowers on the teacup could not be seen clearly, but Fulan didn't have the slightest intention to light the oil lamp.

Now her whole body is limp, her heart is pounding, her cheeks are as hot as tender red pistils that can be pierced.

Just a few minutes ago, those strong hands held her in his arms, tasting the sweet fragrance on her lips tirelessly.

The damp and cool breath on the tip of her nose, and the scent of sage, lingered in her mind.

Fran bent the back of her hand, using the coldness of her fingertips to calm the redness on her face that couldn't fade away.

She actually blasphemed the god in the darkness, fulfilled his wish, and fell into his tenderness.

As everyone knows, in the dark, a certain god can see clearly than anyone else.

Her soft and delicate long hair was scattered on her back, her body line was sitting there gracefully, and the tails of her eyes were moist with pearls.

"I am a combination of a fairy witch and a human."

The god's wish came true, and he began to answer what Fran wanted to know.

Just this one sentence made Fran raise her head in surprise.

"I thought gods didn't have parents."

Her performance made the Dark God couldn't help but think of the situation just now, she was hugged by him, as soft and wonderful as a kitten.

Trembling slightly, he responded ignorantly.

"The light god is like this, I am not. The ancient gods inspired me, and I derived my own magic from this world, which is dark magic." He replied.

"So the God of Light restrained the fairy witches, not only preventing them from combining with other races, but also confusing their minds and making them loyal to him, right?"

For a moment, Fran thought of the Fairy Queen of Flora. After her daughter was born, the spell of the God of Light took effect.

The Dark God didn't expect Fran to react so quickly.

Her eyes were still wet, but her tone became serious when she said this.

"When the God of Light discovered that the gods could be born through this, he thought it violated the original intention of the birth of the gods. He added the content of the contract with the fairy tree, which was used to restrain and confuse the remaining fairy witches to no longer violate this rule. Taboo, trying to get rid of me again."

Fran felt contemptuous of this approach: "Did the God of Light regard you as a threat even though you have done nothing? It is really the act of an incompetent."

The Dark God took a few steps forward and rubbed the top of Fran's hair: "It's not that he is hostile to me, it's his principles that make him think that I shouldn't exist in this world."

"But you have so many believers, and they will believe in you. Doesn't it just prove that your existence is recognized?" Fran felt aggrieved for him, "And his believers betrayed and degenerated one by one, which shows that he is a god. It’s just not enough.”

The Dark God looked at Fulan quietly for a while, then suddenly said: "I forgot, you are also a fairy witch."

Fran:?

Only then did she realize that she now exists in the body of the black witch, and she is the fallen fairy witch in her mouth.

"Will the contract of the God of Light work on me?" Blunted, Fran blushed again when she remembered the conditions for the spell to take effect, and quickly added, "I just feel very unwilling to be bound by such a contract of God, no Don't mean anything else."

She heard him laugh with a suppressed voice, and then said, "I'll take you to make sure."

"Where to go?"

"Sacred Tree of Faerie."

At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open, and the light outside the door shone into the room and hit Fran.

"Godmother Fran, are you here? Look what I have learned!"

In the palm of Bai Xue's hand was a black flame, like a flickering mini firework, dancing on it.

And behind her, followed by the follower Chamu, who also stared at the magic in Bai Xue's hands, happy for her.

When they saw clearly the other figure in the room except Fran, they were stunned for several seconds.

Bai Xue was the first to react, and instantly extinguished the flame in her hand, and retreated out of the room while closing the door: "...the room is so dark, it seems that the godmother is not here."

"Ah?" Prince Cham obviously didn't understand the situation, "Isn't your godmother here, and the person next to you... Ah! Why did you step on..."

There was silence outside the door.

"..." Fran, "Why don't you stop them with magic?"

"..." Dark God, "Didn't you say that was your cub?"

***

The fairy tree is on the other side of the continent, in a distant valley.

But in the dark night, it is just a blink of an eye to the Dark God.

Fran only felt that she had merged into the night and fell to the ground quickly.

Then she saw under the night, the huge tree surrounded by fireflies all over the sky.

Its branches and leaves are green and between dark green and blue, and they are sparkling by the crystal light spots gathered around them.

The trunk is dark brown with a hint of red.

After getting closer, Fran realized that this was not a firefly, but an elf flying all over the sky.

At the beginning, the God of Darkness told her that the spirits of this world are elemental essences transformed by magic.

Just at this time, a fairy witch was born. She woke up from the lush leaves, flapped her clear wings, flew to the distance, left star trails in the sky, and dropped sparkling crystal powder.

"It's so beautiful." Fran couldn't help but sigh, "Won't the elves around these trees disappear?"

"Whenever a fairy is born, she will leave some of her own elemental grains. These elemental grains nourish the holy tree, and the holy tree also provides them with an environment to maintain magic."

This is not the first time the Dark God has seen this scene.

It wasn't until the last time he came here that he began to think that if he brought Fran here, she would definitely like it here.

When he first taught her magic, he took her to the Black Forest to kill the elves who carried the messages from the faeries.At that time, she expressed her surprise at this scene.

She really liked it.

"How can I verify that I am not affected by this tree?" Fran asked.

"Touch this tree, if you come from this tree, you will get a response." The Dark God replied.

Fran approached the holy tree, and under the shadow of the dancing tree, she stretched out her hand to touch the trunk.

The moment her palm touched the sacred tree, she felt the magic power suddenly tumbling in her body.

It's a bit like a plant connected to the soil, hearing the breath of everything under its feet.

Also, the cry from the tree.

From the perspective of the Dark God, Fran touched the tree trunk, her clothes fluttered, and a blue-purple light radiated around her body.

His eyes slowly sank, as if he was lost in thought.

Fran opened her eyes, and the light around her disappeared.

"Will I be affected by the tree?" She noticed the change in the expression of the Dark God.

The Dark God was silent for a moment before answering her: "You are a little different from the ones I have seen, but there is a connection between you and this tree."

"Have other fairy witches heard the cry of the tree?" Fran asked.

"The tree is crying?" the dark god was puzzled.

"Yes, it's crying, it said it needs a book." Fran could still feel the emotion brought by the holy tree, she pressed her chest, "I have an intuition that the book can untie the bondage that binds this tree." , and the spells on all fairy witches."

But where is the book?

The God of Darkness said that the way to terminate the contract is in the hands of the God of Light.

Fran knew that, at least for now, they couldn't do it.

"By the way." Fran seemed to suddenly recall something, "Do all fairies and witches have wings?"

Of course, the God of Darkness couldn't figure out Fran's brain circuit. He regarded it as a simple question: "At birth, they all have these wings, but many fairies will no longer use these wings in the future. They rely on magic to get them. Can float."

Fran nodded casually, looking at the Dark God: "What about you? Do you have wings?"

The Dark God realized that the topic was wrong.

"I've seen the necklaces worn by those believers, and the statues in the Duke of Stington's manor. You actually have wings, don't you?"

Fran used to be surprised that the believers of the God of Light used bird feathers as a symbol. There is a high probability that the God of Light is similar to an angel, so he has a pair of pure white wings.

So why is the symbol of the Dark God a pair of black butterfly wings?

Now she understood that those were not butterfly wings, but fairy wings.

Seeing Fran fluttering her eyelashes, she asked him gently and solemnly: "Can I, have a look at your wings?"

Dark God: "...I can't."

"You really have wings, right?" Fran smiled, and continued to stare at him intently.

Instead of saying "no", he answered "can't".

The Dark God silently looked away.

He has not used his wings since a long time ago.

There is a statue of him in the believer's home, and he didn't care about it in the past. Now that he thinks about it, he should have been removed earlier.

"Can you give me a look, just a look!"

Although Fran's body is a fairy witch, she doesn't know where the switch to move the wings is.

Or maybe the Black Witch abandoned her wings long ago after her fall.

The latter is very likely.

"I'll just take a look, don't touch it randomly!" Fran stretched out her right hand to assure her, her fingers were white, smooth and round.

Her tone and voice crossed his heartstrings, more effective than any believer's prayer.

The Dark God compromised.

In the dark night, thin black wings spread out from behind him. At a glance, it is a deep ink color, but when you look closely, there are bright spots of light on it. Those tiny scales are intertwined, like flowing ripples, It reflects different light.

This is probably the so-called, colorful black.

Fran stared at the pair of thin wings, as if seeing the most beautiful mistake in the fairy tale world.

"Can I... touch it?" After a while, Fran asked.

Dark God: "..."

***

The next day, when the Duke of Stington passed the statue of the Dark God at the main entrance, he stopped suddenly.

He felt standing upright, bowing sincerely to the indifferent god standing in front of the statue.

"Master Dark God, you are here."

This statue, carefully carved by their family, has existed for hundreds of years.

Every Patriarch is proud of this statue.

Now it was his turn to serve the gods, and it was his supreme honor that the statue was appreciated by the gods.

"My lord, do you have any orders?"

Staring at the wings behind the statue, the God of Darkness sighed helplessly, not knowing what he thought of.

"Tear it apart."

"Your task, I will definitely..." Duke Stington paused for a moment, "You...what did you just say?"

"You want me to do it myself?" the Dark God asked.

Duke of Stington: QAQ