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

This must be a good and merciful God

While the Dark God turned sideways, Fran also saw clearly the book in his hand.

It was an ancient book with a dark red cover. The hot golden lines flowed along the spine to the corners of the book, and ancient characters were written in beautiful cursive script in the middle.

And the god who is holding the book, with an impeccable side face, is intently lowering his head to read the contents on the parchment. At this time, the aura is like the unpredictable black forest in the south of the city. I don't know if it is serene and quiet or a storm is brewing. dark.

Fran looked helplessly at Duke Stington standing beside him.

"Master Dark God ordered me to bring you here." After explaining, Stington realized that the woman still did not want to look away, and added, "I never said that I like reading books."

Fran wanted to ask these questions, of course, she wanted to know why the Dark God was here.

When Stington mentioned that their family would display books throughout the generations, Fran only felt that nobles always have some hobbies, and elegant activities such as collecting ancient books are not uncommon.

But now she realized that the family placed books everywhere in the house, not for beauty or decoration, but to worship the gods they believed in.

The scene of the god in front of her suddenly appeared in her mind, walking in this house, suddenly picked up a book on the shelf, and looked at it against the wall.

What hobbies does the Dark God have?read a book.

If this is said, few people will believe it.

Thinking of this, the corners of Fran's mouth twitched unconsciously.

With a "snap", the Dark God closed the ancient book in his hand, and stuffed the book into an empty space above the bookshelf behind him with ease.

His gaze stayed on the smiling woman's face with squinted eyes like a cat, and he said flatly: "Your magic is growing too slowly."

Fran couldn't help but laugh.

She felt like she was out shopping and then was caught by her classmates to see the teacher, and the teacher said that your homework had regressed.

This is a fairy tale world, do you want it to be so real?

"I feel that I am very happy to learn, obviously you haven't checked it yet." You must know that Fran used magic to fool three nobles and a magician in one fell swoop.

"I've seen it."

Fran blinked in confusion.

seen it already?when?

"If breaking a dozen teacups in a row is a quick way to learn..." The Dark God walked around the ancient wooden writing desk between them, "I'm afraid others won't be able to learn magic."

"..." Fran remembered the fragments of a dozen teacups she had hidden under the sofa.

He saw it all? !

"Were you there at that time?" Fran suppressed the surprise in her heart and asked.

She noticed that when the God of Darkness approached, the Duke of Stington, who was standing beside him, bowed his head and bowed, and then retreated to the door obediently.

"The weather is fine today, so I stopped by to take a look."

nice weather……?

Today's light rain has been falling non-stop since the morning, and the sun has not been able to show up.

She was able to successfully scare those people in the morning, and it was also helped by this gloomy weather.

This god seems to have a different perception of "good weather" than she does.

"Then you are looking for me, what's the matter?"

There are writing chairs and comfortable flannel sofas in the not-so-small room, but no one is sitting down.

"My lord wants to tell you that if you need him for anything, you can come to me." The one who answered Fran was the Duke of Stington standing a few steps behind at the door.

Fran suppressed the urge to ask "Why did I come to you" and asked, "Why are you here...?"

Could it be that this god has been living in the home of the human duke?

The lonely God of Darkness seemed unwilling to explain such trivial matters, so this kind of matter was handed over to Stington.

Using Fran's words to recapitulate, after the body was torn apart and the soul was sealed, the Dark God did not completely disappear from this world.

His followers have been waiting for his return, including the devout Stington family.

During the long years, believers spontaneously searched for the power of the dark god scattered all over the world, the power that he once bestowed and used to help his believers.

Avoiding the eyes and ears of the God of Light, they gathered these small powers together and secretly contributed to the place where he was killed in the legend, that is, the Black Forest.

Not so long ago, the god was resurrected.

It's just that the dark god who has lost all his soul, except for his godhead, memory and figure, his dark magic and soul are jointly sealed in magic props everywhere.

In order to avoid being discovered by the God of Light and returning to this land, he hid in the homes of believers and avoided activities under the sun.

And the believer who is closest to the Black Forest and convenient to hide is Stington.

"Master Dark God is willing to stay here for another reason." Stington said, "My lord told me that his most devout believer promised to find a magic item for him to seal the soul fragments."

Although Stington is very reluctant to give up the position of "most devout believer".

"I just promised to help you find those magic items..." But I didn't say what kind of believer I want to be!

"You asked me to teach you magic." The god himself responded to Fran's words.

"Because only by learning magic can I break the seal in the magic mirror." She plausibly said.

In her view, this is a transaction, not a belief.

The dark god looked calm: "In this world, only my believers know dark magic."

Fran was serious: "But is this sentence also true in reverse? Are all people who know black magic necessarily your believers?"

The god who was questioned was unexpectedly patient today. He was not displeased by Fran's questioning, and his tone remained flat: "That's true, but I personally taught you black magic. If I don't teach you, your little tricks won't work." It worked. I thought you humans would be grateful to your teacher."

Fran couldn't refute this point. The Dark God hadn't taught her dark magic, so she wasn't enough to deter those nobles who didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth.

"Okay, I'm your believer." Fran compromised, she has long been a vicious stepmother, an evil witch, plus a believer of the Dark God, there will be no other losses, "After I go back to the castle, I will immediately Have shelves and books everywhere."

Dark God: "..." He obviously won, but it still seems that something is wrong

Stington on the side was a little shocked.

What did he hear, Lord Dark God, personally teaching His Royal Highness Fran magic? !

His grandfather told him that Lord Darkness once gave him a magic book, and he kept it at home like a treasure. Only the direct descendants of the Stington family were eligible to study it.

It's just that the magic on it is ancient and obscure, so far no elder has really learned it.

He thought that the so-called "checking magic" was just checking how well he learned from the contents of the books, but it turned out to be real teaching by himself.

It was the other believers who envied him before, but now it was his turn to envy the "most pious believers".

"Two things." The Dark God said again, "Not far from here, there is a magic item that seals my soul."

"It's the country of Valerman." Stington added in a low voice.

Fran knew this country. Although it was a neighboring country of the Black Forest, it took nearly half a month for the carriage to go back and forth.

Perhaps to God, it is called "not far away".

"I'll investigate." Fran didn't expect that she didn't need to find it by herself, so the Dark God told her the location of a magic item.

She waited quietly for the second thing.

"Look for me in two days. I hope the teacup is floating in the air and not broken under the sofa."

"……okay, I get it."

By the way, she still has to go to class.

The dark magic course has just begun, and it is still taught by the world's top experts in the field of dark magic.

On the way back to the living room, Fran noticed that there was something wrong with Stington's expression.

Why does he seem to be envious of her...?

Before pushing open the door of the meeting room, Stington suddenly said: "His Royal Highness Fran... Please don't let down the trust of Lord Dark God, and study hard for the sake of all believers."

And he must work harder to become the "most pious believer" in the eyes of the gods as soon as possible.

Looking at the Duke of Stington with firm eyes and clenched fists.

Fran:?

After pushing open the door of the living room, Bai Xue has been waiting here for a long time.

"Godmother Fulla, you are finally back." She was holding a book in her hand at this time. "This book is very interesting. I read it for a while."

On the cover of the book, "The Origin and Development of Dark Magic" is written in the common language.

Fran: "..."

"Duke Stington, can you lend me this book and read it back? I will send someone to exchange it for you when I see it."

"Your Royal Highness, I am very sorry. This is a banned book and cannot be lent to people other than believers." Stington's tone was slightly regretful.

Fran scanned the bookshelves in the room, seriously suspecting that every book here was a forbidden book about dark magic.

As soon as Bai Xue's expression showed regret, Duke Stington said again: "But this book, if Her Highness Fran needs it, I can lend it to Her Highness Fran. If she secretly lends it to you, I am far away in the manor. Inside the castle, it should be out of control."

This book cannot be lent to anyone other than believers.

This book can be lent to His Royal Highness Fran.

Fran almost rolled her eyes at Stington.

He was afraid that Bai Xue wouldn't be able to hear it. Has she, the godmother who was forced to work, been included in the ranks of Dark God believers?

The little sheep Baixue really didn't realize it, she looked at Fulan expectantly with those deer-like eyes.

"...I want to borrow this book." Fran couldn't resist.

"Of course, Your Highness Fran, as for how to arrange this book, you should also know." Stington added.

How to put it?

Of course, it should be placed where the light forces cannot notice, for example, under the bed.

It was already evening when we left Duke Stington's castle.

If the old king knew, among the several powerful nobles under his command, three were thinking of making money every day, and one was a follower of the Dark God.

Then he probably had to cover his aching head, pry open the coffin board and jump out to curse people.

"Godmother Fran." Bai Xue stroked the book in her hands joyfully and cautiously, "Duke Stington is really a good person, I don't know what kind of god he believes in. Maybe the fairy is right, let the gods supervise Everyone, maybe there will be fewer people doing bad things. I don’t know the God of Light, but the one Stington believes in should be a very kind and benevolent God, what do you think?”

Fran: "."