(Charmer to All + Sweet Pet)
After binding to the system, Yu Huan became the ex-girlfriend of the male lead in every world. But she is a female supporting character; as soon as the female lea...
Everyone in the world has their own opportunities and disasters. As the supreme god, there is no need to punish evil and promote good in the world. It is enough to just watch.
But this time, he still took action.
The god himself also pondered the reason.
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The wishes that were granted time and time again continued to expand Yu Huan's appetite, and it had become the norm for him to become more and more demanding.
The God of Light seemed to realize the problem.
Sometimes when I encountered a particularly excessive request, I did not agree to it.
For example, this time, she was lazy and had not practiced seriously for many days. When the day for the priest's inspection was approaching, she still had not made any progress, so she came to cram at the last minute and asked God to give her magical powers.
Initially, she just wanted to get some more sleep.
God's indulgence made her less and less motivated.
How can this be possible...
So I didn't agree.
But the pitiful appearance of the little witch lingered in God's mind.
Two days later, I did it.
The little witch received magical powers bestowed by God and passed the priest's test very smoothly. She was even praised.
God was in trouble.
Yu Huan felt the attitude of the God of Light. He thought it was understandable intellectually, but psychologically he felt spoiled.
God's indulgence of her was so unlimited that she felt wronged when he suddenly had to take back even a little bit.
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Soon, the witches' learning journey in the Temple of Light came to an end, and the priest would select the witches with outstanding performance from among them and select them into the army.
Yu Huan was among them.
Because of a minor conflict with the God of Light, Yu Huan did not go to the temple on the day of departure.
In the empty temple, the tall and holy statue stood quietly. Every morning, under the sunlight, the statue seemed to emit a warm light, peaceful and forgiving.
Every day, countless people step into the temple and pray devoutly.
People came and went, but that figure was missing.
Returning to the normal sequence, I felt like something was missing.
A gentle breeze blew, and the violet flower at the statue's temple was still bright in color, and its delicate petals trembled slightly in the wind.
God stilled the wind.
What cannot be stopped is God’s inner struggle.
The deep night in the Temple of Light was silent and still, adding to the torment. In this torment, the God pondered and fell asleep.
Suddenly one day, I heard her voice in the void, as if in a dream, and looked for her figure in the temple.
I thought it was an illusion, but it turned out to be real.
She was carried back and lived in the same room she used to live in, her body stained with the smell of blood.
His mind froze as he searched aimlessly for where she was injured, and finally saw the bandage on her arm.
The female doctor who accompanied her to take care of her was a very interesting person. She talked to her as if to make her forget the pain, and she chattered non-stop.
She was hurt.
I thought helplessly.
Yes.
Casualties are common on the battlefield.
God seemed calm, but deep down he was more flustered and uneasy than ever before.
She will die.
He thought.
She was just a little witch with little training. Her life was limited, and going to the battlefield would increase her chances of getting injured or dying.
This is very bad.
The god was restless, but could only appear in the evening, when the people who cared for her had left and she had closed her eyes.
The moonlight is as bright as ever.
God sat gently beside her bed and used His divine power to heal her wounds and relieve her pain in her sleep.
He wanted to heal her injuries immediately, but was worried that she would return to the battlefield soon, so he had to stop her.
He looked at her face and pondered for a long time. Finally, he just stretched out his fingers and gently hooked the hair that was scattered on her face.
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Yu Huan's injury was not actually serious. He was sent back for recuperation because the injury was on his arm and he could not use his wand.
After lying in bed in the Temple of Light for half a month, she could no longer sit still. Because her leg wasn't injured, the doctors couldn't hold her down and prevent her from moving.
So she often went to play with Alanya, and seemed to have completely forgotten about the God of Light.
God felt very uncomfortable.
But every day I still watch what she does in the water mirror.
Sister Alanya was previously busy taking care of the little witches, so when she had free time, she would make some cookies and bake some cakes for them.
After the witches left, she had some free time. Her daily work was just to collect things, but she found it boring.
Therefore, she was very happy when Yu Huan came back and often cooked some food for him.
Yu Huan went to find her, and she gave Yu Huan some newly brewed wine to taste.
"These are grapes harvested from the farm. They are of very good quality." Alanya introduced.
The wine was fermented very well and had a lingering aftertaste, which was very much to Yu Huan's taste. So he couldn't help but drink more.
Alanya loved the feeling of accomplishment when she made something herself and saw others like it. So she asked Yu Huan to drink more.
When leaving, Yu Huan's steps were a little weak.
Alanya looked at the little liquid left in the bottle and said belatedly, "It seems like he drank quite a lot."
"Chloe, are you okay? Do you want me to take you home?" she asked Yu Huan.
Yu Huan waved her hand, and when she stepped out of the door, a blush slowly appeared on her face, as if she had pulled a piece of the sunset glow from the horizon at dusk and stuck it on her cheek as decoration.
My vision became increasingly blurry, I felt dizzy and couldn't walk back.
She turned around twice and somehow walked into the Temple of Light.
She hadn't been to this place for a long time. She held the edge of the door and slowly stepped over the threshold.
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