The little witch was stunned and racked her brains for a long time before she realized that almost everything she had was given by God, including gold coins and clothes. Apart from these, the penniless little witch had nothing else.
She looked at her empty fingers in frustration. After a while, she suddenly thought of something.
"I can be your lover."
Her eyes were cunning, her tone was complacent, and there was even a hint of smugness in her expression. She spoke recklessly, as if she had finally found something to show off.
But love is almost a blasphemy to God.
They are high and mighty, worshipped by the world, and possess the most powerful power. At the same time, they also maintain their own holiness, only blessing and not being contaminated by the worldly dust.
That word is so taboo.
But the Temple of Light ushered in an unprecedented silence.
She sat under the statue, still unconscious.
The God of Light finally found the answer in her words.
I see.
Therefore, I can never refuse her requests and will give in to her again and again; therefore, I will always be extra soft-hearted towards her and throw my bottom line aside;
Therefore, her vivid features always come to mind, and I can never forget them; therefore, I always feel particularly lost after she leaves, and feel that the temple is empty and boring...
It turns out that this is what he was thinking in his heart.
A huge wave arose in God's heart.
It turns out that the fairness and justice that God is most proud of have long been lost.
He went back to see the little witch, and following his inner judgment, he still felt that she was lovable in every way...
At this moment, God belatedly realized that he was beyond redemption.
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After an unknown amount of time, he appeared, came down from the heights of nothingness, and picked up the little witch who had fallen asleep on the ground.
That night, the witch's golden hair draped in the god's arms.
God's power is immeasurable. He picked her up and sent her back to her room to sleep. It was an easy thing to do.
It was just that her body temperature was transmitted to him through the fabric, a strangeness he had never felt before, yet there was also a secret intimacy of being dependent on him.
The soldier who was patrolling at night saw this scene and was stunned as if he had seen a god. However, he was suddenly frozen.
Time froze, everything stopped.
The night wind no longer blows, the grass no longer sways, and the insects in the corner no longer buzz.
Only the moonlight remains holy.
Their shadows, trailing behind the god's snow-white robe, were so intimate.
He put her down and looked at her sleeping face calmly, without a trace of blasphemy. Just looking at her was enough for him.
"Lover." God murmured the word.
After a while, he tentatively stretched out his finger and gently poked her face.
Is this what a relationship of close contact would be like?
God thought.
Since the other protagonist was still sleeping, I didn't feel shy, I just thought that the soft face was a bit funny.
The moon gradually sets and the sun rises.
The figure of the God of Light disappeared in the morning mist.
Since there is already some bias, let's stick to it.
He no longer wanted to see her go to a dangerous place like the battlefield, nor did he want to see her worrying about not getting enough sleep every day.
Then, God wishes you to be free and unrestrained in the future.
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The next day, Yu Huan woke up in her room. She had forgotten everything about last night. She only remembered drinking wine and coming back from Alanya, then she slept until dawn.
Yu Huan had a premonition that all the good things that came her way were fake, and that everything she had gotten would have to be returned sooner or later.
She just had a little hope that if he agreed again, she could have the berry cake...
But she never imagined that God's retribution would come so quickly.
That day, after drinking wine and having a good sleep, she opened her eyes and found that her magic power had changed - from white to black!
black!!
That is the magic color of the black witch.
Yu Huan tried again and again in disbelief, but without exception, it was dark magic.
This means that she has lost the White Witch's healing powers.
It’s not that he couldn’t accept it, but Yu Huan just couldn’t understand why he turned into a black witch after waking up.
After racking his brains and thinking about it, the answer finally fell on the God of Light.
Could it be that her previous requests had caused the God of Light to discover her true nature, that she was actually a greedy, lazy, and vain person, unfit to be a White Witch, so he turned her into a Black Witch???
Although it was outrageous, Yu Huan couldn't think of any other reason.
After taking some time to accept it, Yu Huan immediately packed up his things.
Although black witches always represent evil, those who have done nothing wrong are not necessarily condemned by everyone. However, in the Temple of Light, this is not necessarily the case...
The good white witch suddenly turned into a black witch. It would be strange if the priest didn't kick her out.
If someone didn't know her, they might even suspect she was here to cause trouble. Then, she might not even be able to leave.
Yu Huan avoided the crowd and fled with the package.
There were no obstacles along the way. Perhaps no one thought that the black witch would come out of the Temple of Light.
Just like that, we went deep into the dark forest.
Alas, it does correspond to the identity of the black witch who cursed the princess in the plot.
God's punishment is truly unpredictable.
Although she had become a black witch, the power bestowed by God remained. With the blessing of two divine powers, Yu Huan's power had already reached a level that ordinary people could not match, so she could do many things at will.
In this way, Yu Huan defeated the man-eating black bear, occupied its tree hole, and became the king of the dark forest.
Some people passed by there and witnessed the power of the black witch, and many rumors about witches began to spread in the world.
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One day, a lot of jars suddenly appeared in the tree hole. There was a note on the jar, saying that as long as she used black magic to make enough mushroom soup to fill the jars, her wish would come true.
Yu Huan was skeptical, but somehow, a feeling guided her that this was true.
Thirty-five huge jars were arranged by God to test the little witch's character and to allow her to exercise her ability to use magic.
It takes at least one hundred pots of mushroom soup to fill a jar. To make one pot of mushroom soup, you need at least three hundred mushrooms.
It would take about three days to pick three hundred mushrooms in this forest... God nodded with satisfaction.
Then I saw the little witch count her gold coins and go to the town to buy mushrooms with the gold coins.
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