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

The most proud wealth, caused the people's disease

The magic mirror is used to the present day.

Hanging quietly on the high wall, looking for the exquisite beauty sister to peep from time to time.

It recently discovered a very beautiful young lady. The golden-pink glaze skin is delicate and smooth covering the whole body. The mirror handle is engraved with beautiful carvings. The waves are connected end to end and extend all the way to the mirror ring. broken drill.

Too beautiful!

When Fran came to look for the magic mirror, what she saw on the mirror was this scene——

A lady is holding a pink-gold hand-held mirror, and the mirror is enlarged so that everything except the hand of the lady is isolated from the picture.

So that when Fran came to the front, the magic mirror noticed that someone was coming.

It hurriedly dissipated the image in the mirror, from the surroundings to the center, and finally stayed on the mirror surface of the hand-held mirror for a second before reluctantly revealing its facial features.

"My dear Lord Fran, what do you want from me?" The magic mirror asked while recalling the beautiful young lady just now.

"Do you still remember the blue gemstone you told me about last time? Find it," Fran ordered.

"As ordered!"

The magic mirror began to search the castle, and scattered images flashed across the mirror until it reached a certain room.

Inside the room is the Holy Son from the Kingdom of the Moon, looking up at the blue sky outside the window.

The sun shone down on him, and his short platinum-blond hair was shining brightly.

From the perspective of the mirror, only half of the face of the Son can be seen.

On the writing desk directly opposite him was a book with a golden cover.

There is also a book page sandwiched on the side of the book, and a golden pendant hangs from the upper part of the book page.

This golden book reminded Fran of the magic props mentioned by the holy tree.

"Come closer to that book."

"Your Highness, why is this person..."

She spoke almost at the same time as the magic mirror.

Before the magic mirror finished speaking, the Holy Son in the picture lowered his head.

He slowly turned his gaze and met the image of the magic mirror.

He blinked, his originally light-colored pupils were stained with a layer of golden light.

When this tuft of gold completely covered the entire pupil, the magic mirror suddenly let out an "ah".

"Peeping is an improper act."

When Fran saw the opening of the "Holy Son", a third crack appeared at the lower right of the mirror.

The picture in the mirror disappeared with a whimper, leaving only the mirror that was complaining.

"Ah, Your Highness Fulan, why didn't you remind me that this person can't see it?"

Fran did not answer the magic mirror.

When the Holy Son spoke just now, she had felt the power transmitted through the mirror in the dream.

——Spiritual thoughts from the God of Light.

Because of the peeping of the magic mirror, he completely took over the Holy Son and said what he just said.

It's just that the difference from the magic mirror is that the same divine sense can no longer deter Fran until now.

He could break the mirror, but he couldn't make Fran shake a finger.

The magic mirror puffed its mouth, and tried to blow the non-existent airflow towards the crack in the lower right corner, as if to relieve its own pain.

"Didn't I tell you to stop watching." Fran didn't expect that the magic mirror turned crookedly and found a possible magic item.

"Huhu—but, the power of this person is attracting me." The magic mirror added even more aggrieved, "And you just asked me to take a closer look."

She didn't tell it to look away at all...

"Oh, the magic item of light, would it be attracted by the incarnation of the God of Light?" Fran murmured, pretending not to hear the second part of the magic mirror's words.

The entire surface of the magic mirror shook: "Who did you say just now?"

"The incarnation of the God of Light." Fran disapproved, "You seem to have forgotten what I asked you to find."

The magic mirror was shocked for a long time by the word "incarnation of the god of light".

Just like believers believe in gods, as a bright magic tool, they will naturally be attracted by the givers of magic power.

After noticing that magic power appeared in Fran's hand, the magic mirror hurriedly replied: "The thing you asked me to find is covered with powerful magic, and I can't find it."

Can't find it?

When the magic mirror first mentioned the item that might have brought Fran to this world, Fran sent people to search the castle's storage rooms carefully.

Especially the place where those discarded magic props are stored.

Not for nothing this time.

But the gem that should have been in the future, because of the magic power generated by the collision, brought Fran to this world, including the items it inlaid, can't be found now.

The magic mirror knows the consequences of cheating her, so the magic mirror will not lie to her.

Where is this jewel now?

But compared to this, she can first consider how to get that book.

When Fran was thinking, the maid outside the door told her that the Queen of the Moon Kingdom asked her to teach her.

The book is coming.

The queen came alone this time, she didn't bring any attendants, not even the Son.

She offered to exchange minerals and Fran for her way of governing the country.

"I will go to the temple to persuade, but the existing minerals are not enough, I hope you can give my people some time to mine." Queen Luna of the Kingdom of the Moon said.

This is somewhat different from Fran's understanding.

"As far as I know, your country has abundant ore resources. Have you encountered any problems in mining?" Fran asked casually.

"It's not about the ore." Luna replied, "Although our Kingdom of the Moon is rich, there is a common disease. Many people have been sick recently. We have to wait for their illness to improve before we can continue mining."

"Illness?" Fran looked at the Queen of the Moon Country.

As a monarch, she is far too flat-faced when talking about the illness of her own people.

It's so serious that you can't even work, it doesn't sound like a minor illness.

"Do your doctors and temples care?" Fran asked.

Luna shook her head: "This disease has been prevalent for a long time, and doctors can't find the cause of the disease. The God of Light descended to us and gave us wealth, but he will not interfere with our birth, old age, sickness and death, and the temple will not interfere with ordinary people's diseases."

"What about you?" Fran asked. "Has it never occurred to you to do something?"

"Yes, so I want to make a deal with you. As long as you make more money, sick people should be happy." Luna replied.

"..." Fran, "If there is no correct treatment method, no amount of wealth can cure the disease."

Maybe a greedy person will be happy with a piece of gold when he is sick, but a person who is dying will definitely be willing to pay all his wealth to buy time.

"You never thought about healing your people?"

"Cure?" Luna blinked in confusion.

The father, the queen, and the queen are accustomed to illness, and as long as they give the people wealth, they are qualified to be a qualified monarch.

Temples don't interfere with disease, physicians are incompetent, and she never thought of improving the past.

"But, I'm not a doctor, and I don't know magic, so what can I do?"

Her parents taught her that she should follow the oracle and lead the people to happiness.

According to the temple, loyal believers will go to the real temple of light after death, which is the end of happiness.

"..."

Luna's words and deeds made Fran stunned.

Is this the country that believes in the God of Light?

"You can come to the Black Forest Country to find me for a potion that turns ugly, why didn't you expect that people from other countries can cure your people's diseases?" Fran asked, "As the king of a country, the disasters of the people and Illness, do you just watch it?"

"But...but..." Luna didn't know why, but she actually felt guilty because of Fran's words, as if Fran asked her, her inaction was indeed wrong.

"Let's ask this, think about it first, do you think your people are really happy?" Fran sent two cups in, and poured a cup of milk tea for Luna.

Luna didn't know why the conversation would develop like this.

Are her people happy?

Luna took a sip of milk tea.

What's this?It was the first time for her to drink this kind of tea.

She glanced up at Fran, who seemed to be signaling her to continue thinking with her eyes.

She lowered her head again, and in her mind, there were endless mines that the Kingdom of the Moon relied on.

When she was very young, she went to play near the mine.

She saw miners full of gold and mines in the baskets behind them.

They are laughing and talking about their gains.

But a few years later, she saw the familiar miner again in the temple. He knelt in front of the statue of light, praying for something with tears in his eyes.

Later, she became the empress and found out that many people would go to the temple to pray for sickness to stay away from themselves and their loved ones.

Slowly, it seems that no amount of wealth can make some people happy.

They frown and worry about their bodies and their loved ones.

At that time, Luna thought that perhaps she did not give her people enough wealth.

After all, when her carriage drove into the Black Forest, she saw the smiles on the faces of commoners that she longed for.

That's why she was attracted by Fran's proposal.

When their country can also earn more money, the people should be happier, right?

"No." Fran seemed to see through what she was thinking, and repeated again, "No, no amount of wealth will make a terminally ill patient happy, only if there is no disaster and no disease."

I don't know how long it took, when Luna drank the whole cup of milk tea, her eyes became firm: "Please tell me, how can I cure my people's illness?"

Fran glanced at the empty cup of tea: "Coincidentally, I happen to have a magic item that can make any potion. I can help you."

"What can I give you in return?" Luna asked.

A smile appeared on the corner of Fran's mouth: "I want a book."

Night falls.

When the Dark God came to look for Fran, he found a servant standing in front of her, and beside her was the Queen of the Kingdom of the Moon.

"This servant is in charge of raising horses, and he also suffers from that disease, but his symptoms are very mild." Luna said, "Although this disease is serious, it will cause great harm to the body, but it is not contagious, so he Still allowed to keep horses."

What Fran learned was that men were more prone to the disease than women, and older people were more likely than younger people.

The servant coughed from time to time, and occasionally suffered from dizziness and insomnia, but no further symptoms.

"Did you do mining before raising horses?" Fran asked.

"Eh? How do you know?" The servant was surprised.This point, his queen does not know.

At this time, Fran noticed that the Dark God was coming.

He only let her notice her, and quietly waited outside the window for her to finish dealing with the present matter first.

"My knight is looking for me, wait for me." Fran got up from her seat and walked to the window.

"Knight?" Luna watched as Fran walked to the window, and then pulled a man in from the door.

She didn't even see clearly how this person came in, the oil lamps on the wall flickered at once, and a man with long silver and black hair stood in front of Fran.

He is as handsome as the messenger of the night, if he is a king with great wealth, Luna will definitely fall in love with him.

"Knight?" The Dark God looked at Fran.

"Didn't you say that you won't let me get hurt?" Fran raised her lips, "If you don't stand by my side as my knight, how can you protect me?"

Luna couldn't hear their conversation.

"It's just in time, can you help me see something?" Fran asked the Dark God softly.

"What?" Of course, the God of Darkness would not refuse Fran's simple request.

I saw Fran pointing to the servant who raised the horse, and then said a word in the ear of the Dark God.

Luna noticed that the knight's complexion sank visibly to the naked eye.

Not long after, Fran came back smiling, and her knight followed her.

"The reason why people in your country get sick is because of your wealth." Fran said slowly.

"Our wealth?" Luna was puzzled, "Our wealth is bestowed by the gods, so how could it make them sick?"

"If I'm not mistaken, most of your people have worked as miners, after all, that is the job where you can get wealth most easily." Fran explained, "When they were mining, they must have taken no protective measures. Bar?"

"Your Highness, when I used to mine, I would wear a helmet and gloves." The servant replied Fran.

Luna once inspected the mines. The miners would wear gloves and hats made of hard ore to protect themselves. Isn't that enough?

"That's not enough." Fran shook her head, "Should you not have covered your nose and mouth with cotton cloth?"

"No."

"The mines have indeed brought inexhaustible wealth to your country, but those dust and tiny mineral particles will be inhaled by the miners, and as they accumulate more and more, they will cause serious diseases. This is your country The origin of the disease."

What Fran asked the Dark God to look at was the servant's lungs.

His lungs have already been damaged by years of mining work. He is still young, so the symptoms are mild, but as he gets older and his lung function declines, the symptoms will get worse.

Luna was a little surprised by Fran's conclusion. She never thought that it was the most proud wealth of the Kingdom of the Moon that caused the people's illness.

"Then I'm going to do this? Will covering your mouth and nose with cotton cloth like you said help?" Luna asked.

"It will be helpful to the current miners, but the cotton cloth cannot isolate all the particles. The very small dust mixed in the air can also penetrate the cotton cloth. Those who have been afflicted by the disease, except for magic, ordinary doctors It cannot work.”

"So it's like this..." After listening to Fran's explanation, Luna felt that she was incompetent.

If she had discovered the source of the disease earlier, her people would have suffered less.

She thought again of those people who wept before the statue of light and prayed for the gods to bless them.

Why didn't the God of Light send down an oracle, telling them that they were hurting themselves by doing so?

Luna took a deep breath: "Please, please save my people. What book do you want? I will get it for you."

Book?

The Dark God glanced at Fran.

He soon realized that she had found the magic book.

The book that even a god like him has yet to find.

"I want the golden book in the hands of your Son." Fran told Luna.

"You mean, the golden magic book?" Luna obviously knew this book.

After a moment of hesitation, the empress made up her mind: "I will secretly ask the Holy Son to borrow it!"

Dark God: "..."

Although he didn't know what happened today, Fran apparently made this original believer of light willingly steal things from the Holy Son for her.

As soon as the Queen of the Moon Kingdom left, Fulan returned to the room and immediately put down her airs.

"I'm about to lead a country away from the scourge of the evil forces of light." Fran smiled and picked up the magic candle on the desk.

"You want to use this candle to heal her people?" The Dark God frowned, "This candle will absorb your magic."

Fran set up the cauldron and placed the candles underneath.

"A little bit of magic in exchange for your soul, I think it's worth it."

The Dark God felt that his soul trembled for a moment because of her words.

He watched her use her own magic to ignite the flame, and the snow-white candle burned with a blue flame.

Fran didn't notice his gaze fixed on her, only noticed——

Strange, the color of the flame of the candle changed.

The two eyes on the candle opened slowly as the candle was lit: "Master, what do you need me to do?"

Its voice, farewell to the old man with white beard, is like a youth.

"I need a drug for lung disease."

"No problem, master." The flame above the candle was burning vigorously.

"What do you need?" Fran asked Candle.

"I don't need anything, it's my honor to burn for you." Candle replied.

The magic candle made the potion for Fran without devouring any magic.

It's just that I'm one meter shorter.

Dark God: "When did you use this candle together?"

Fran: "...I want to know too."