Taming the Dark Lord

Amelia was doing her homework with her head down.

The teacher of astronomy history dragged her and said that in order to celebrate her becoming the chief, he gave her three homework as a gift. He also stipulated that he should read it in front of everyone before the next class.

——Who wants this kind of gift?

Humph.

Amelia was unwilling to do her homework, and the quill was soaked in ink, flying around on the sheepskin scrolls, writing a group of handwritings.

Behind him came the knocking sound of ping-pong-pong.

"You keep quiet." She was annoying, and shouted backward without looking back.

Alfonso stood behind her, standing with arms folded, his pure black uniform made him look more slender and taller, his eyes sharply nailed to the girl's slender back, "Hey, are you lying to me?"

After he came back, after thinking for a long time, he still felt that he shouldn't have such a personality, even before his memory loss.

What kind of enthusiasm, what is cheerful, what loves to clean and love, is simply insulting him.

Alfonso's eyes became more and more dangerous, and he glared at her fiercely, even the pointed teeth were exposed.

Under his feet, dangerous and ugly tentacles waved silently in the air, diligently packing up their luggage, taking out clothes from the rows of closets by the wall, stacking them neatly, and packing them.

While the tentacles were working, they secretly listened to the movement there. As soon as Amelia turned her head to talk, her body became stiff, ignoring the white dress that fell from the tip of her hand, and got in In the shadow of the elf.

Amelia paused the pen in her hand and said solemnly: "How is it possible? Of course I didn't lie to you. If you don't believe me, you can find someone to ask and see if I'm telling the truth."

She looked calm, and did not retreat in the dark elf's eyes, and looked back calmly.

Of course she didn't panic, because she really didn't lie in this part of raising elves at home.

The so-called house elves are actually just an insulting name, because the dark elves learn the appearance of the dark gods like a dog. The house elves cling to their owner's trousers and shamelessly.

Similarly, witch = bark boss, lich = three-headed dog, they are all jokes that have been handed down in the religion a long time ago.

As for the handkerchief... Amelia smiled silently.

How can a devout dark believer accept that white is tainted by pure black?

Not only Alfonso, but no dark elf can accept such a scene.

A little psychological tactic.

Alfonso observed for a while, but found no flaws, snorted unwillingly, and left.

He turned around, his long silver-gray hair looked like a low-key gorgeous moonstone in the sun, but he had a sharp and cold beauty, fascinating and terrifying, and he didn't dare to approach it.

Amelia watched the arrogant moonstone head back to the basement with her head held high, and refused to condescend to condescend, leaning down and picking up the white skirt that fell on the ground.

With a'bang', the door closed.

The small cloth bag hung on the doorknob shook a few times and slowly calmed down.

Amelia sighed regretfully.

Ah, she was still thinking about someone helping to pack her luggage, but she really thought Alfonso too weakly.

He is so proud that even if he knows nothing, he will not accept the character imposed on him by others.

It seems that her effort was in vain.

Amelia shrugged and continued to lower her head to write her homework.She needs to hand over three scrolls of parchment before setting off. She hasn't even had time to sleep these few nights. It's time to race against time.

As for Alfonso, presumably such a blow can quiet him for a few days.

It was so quiet that she smuggled out the dark elf that broke in suddenly and placed it in a safe place.

The sky gradually darkened, and the magic lights on both sides of the wall lit up, Amelia put down the pen, rubbed her dry eyes, stood up and stretched her muscles and bones.

She rubbed her neck and turned her head, a huge black shadow in the corner of her eye startled her.

In front of the empty closet, there was a package huge enough to squeeze Amelia's whole body, neatly tied up, and the skirt on the ground was gone.

The corner of the package reveals a white skirt.

Amelia's hand stopped, she pressed her lips, after all she could not hold back, and smiled slightly.

Amelia still couldn't finish her homework. The night before she left, she was completely panicked facing two blank parchments, so she cried and called her good student Rita to come and help her write it together. .

"Why don't you talk to the teacher of literature and history, just say that there are tasks under the pope's crown."

Rita yawned lazily. She was pulled up from the bed by Amelia, her golden curls loosened and draped messy on her shoulders.

"I said." Amelia had tears in her eyes. "Then he said that he can wait until he comes back, but the number becomes five."

She stopped writing and slammed her head on the table: "Five articles, how can I write them? It's better to hand them out now."

Rita supported her chin and smiled unkindly: "Let you not listen to the class normally, the teacher of literature and history has seen you not pleasing to your eyes, this time I can find a chance to clean up you."

Amelia: QAQ...

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There was silence in the room for a while, Rita lowered her head to write, and after a while she suddenly asked, "Do you know the rumor?"

Amelia looked up puzzled: "Well? What?"

Rita looked around like a thief, her white face flushed, and she leaned in and said in a low voice, "Some people have heard that in the woods next to the church, someone is doing that kind of thing."

"What's the matter?" Amelia didn't react for a moment.

Rita's face became even redder, and her eyes stammered evasively: "Just, it's that kind of particularly filthy thing..."

Oh.Amelia reacted.

It was discovered that someone had stolen the forbidden fruit.

The Shining God Sect never allows anyone to do this kind of things in places closest to the gods, especially the saints who are specially trained to serve the gods, in order to protect their pure souls and bodies, they can’t even listen to them, they are afraid of getting dirty Ears.

"I don't know who is so bold." Rita was angry and a little vaguely curious, guessing directionlessly: "It shouldn't be a believer, maybe a maid and a knight, or a gardener. "

"I guess so." Amelia dealt with her casually without looking up.

Anyway, no matter who it is, it will soon be picked out by angry gods.

Sure enough, on the day they set off, the three with their luggage and a team of escorted knights happened to pass by two people who were hung on the wall.

It was a man and a woman, with haggard expressions and dull eyes. They were curled up in two small cages, and they looked like they had been exposed to the sun for a long time.

"These are the two bold civilians?" Debra looked solemn, with a vague anger between his eyes, and asked the knight guarding him coldly.

"Yes."

Rita took a casual look: "Debra, what do you care about so much, go quickly, don't waste time here."

Debra pursed his lips, and said to the knight: "After they die, the corpses will hang here for a while, so that other people can see the blasphemous end."

The knight bowed respectfully: "Yes, I'm honoring your orders."

Amelia did not dare to look up, carrying the box and followed Rita silently.

These two people have to do this kind of thing next to the church, can't you wait any longer?It’s not that I’ll never see it again, now it’s fine, just hang it on the wall and let it dry.

Amelia sighed inaudibly, stepped onto the carriage, and left the city with the sound of creaking wheels.

She didn't see it, Debra lowered her head, hiding the complex expressions of rejoicing and guilt in her eyes.

The town that the Pope said was not far away. It was just one day away from the city, at the junction of the center and the edge of the continent. One step further out was the dark realm where the Dark Gods were stationed.

It was late at night when they arrived. After opening the city gate with the token of the gods, they found a small hotel to stay in, and went to sleep separately, waiting to get up tomorrow to investigate the whereabouts of the witch.

Amelia returned to her room and waited for the dead of night. After there was no movement in the rooms on both sides, she quietly left the hotel without disturbing anyone.

Walk outside along the main road, over the city wall, and there is a dense forest not far away.The part of the forest near the town is calmer, but the deeper you look, the more dangerous it becomes.

At the distance connected to the horizon, the thick black fog covered almost every sky.

That is the site of the Dark God Sect.

Amelia did not dare to go down again when she reached the edge of the forest. She took out the small cloth bag, untied the rope, and shook out a black-faced elf with fluttering wings.

"From here, you go all the way to the depths of the forest, which is the dark world, where all the dark elves are there."

"I said before, I will take you home. I didn't lie to you, did I?"

The blonde girl smiled softly.From the outside, she is worthy of the title of saint, even if she is in the ghastly dense forest, she can't hide her shining beauty.

Anyone will marvel at her holy beauty.

Only Alfonso knew what a vicious, sinister and hated woman this was.