Chapter 416

"This is the most suitable story for you, not in terms of the story itself, but in terms of the power it contains—a power that you, from the Fairy Britain, cannot analyze through Magecraft."

Novia picked up the storybook and said before telling the 'story':

"And listen carefully, no matter if you end up as Witch or Savior, no matter what form you take, the bond between us will never change."

Chapter 440 Annihilation of All Phenomena.

Recently, the other Fairy clans in the territory of the Fang Clan have noticed that these terrifying creatures, who used to eat people or Fairy all the time, seem to have become a little more well-behaved and have stopped hunting the Fairy village.

It seems that a clan leader who has regressed to the ancestral form of Arian has appeared, and is using a terrifying method of suppression to kill any Fang Clan who dares to disobey his orders.

Of course, they don't really care about it. They're the kind of people who don't care if it doesn't concern them. That's how Fairy are.

Even though they had previously launched a rare joint attack on the Rain Clan, it was only due to the presence of the 'Fairy of Paradise'.

At this moment, in the capital of the Fang Clan, the Fang Fairy who had been completely wiped out by Ash and Muryan have now almost all appeared in the next generation thanks to the power of Kurich, who has absorbed the concept of 'Fang Aesc's ancestor'.

Inside the city, a selection process, basically divided into zones of a hundred Fairy, was under Kurich's orders, where participants would fight to the last one.

As for the larger area, it was the territory of those incorrigible Fang Fairy who attempted to assassinate others using underhanded methods. In response to this situation, Huginn, Foni, and Muryan demonstrated their excellent handling skills by burning everyone in the Insect Space.

The way to torment the existence and soul of Fairy is to cut the constituent elements of 'Fairy' into a thousand pieces, with Od flying high into the sky like Fountain, mixed with raging red flames in the blue sky.

At the same time, the flames bring Hell pain and oxygen deprivation, which erode their consciousness, making them unaware that what is flowing from their eyes is blood, not tears.

In this environment, Ash walked through the sea of fire as he headed toward Kurich, who stood atop the city wall.

"Is it almost over, Kurich?"

"Yes, Miss Ash, the selection should be almost over in another day or two. If the master agrees, I should be able to shorten it to within three days."

Three days...

Ash paused for a moment, then revealed a subtle expression, "Isn't this a bit too efficient?"

"Because the Fang Clan Fairy is just that kind of 'pure,' Miss Ash."

With one hand behind his back and the other stroking his furry head in confusion, Kurich said, "Following Desire, constantly eating, the survival of the fittest, obeying the strong—concepts like unity and helping each other out are hard to grasp in their brains."

Having already devoured 'Fang Aesc's Tooth,' Kurich, in a sense, equivalent to Arian herself.

After all, the name Kurich means 'Gluttony' and can also represent the concept of Gluttony in Norse. Therefore, from the moment he was called, Kurich had a fairly clear understanding of the Fairy in this strangely developing world.

Enjoying the present moment can lead to abandoning the long term, disregarding everything for the sake of purpose and meaning. Temporary gratitude can be devoured by deeply ingrained instincts and transformed into pure evil. To some extent, this is a form of 'Gluttony,' which in a broader sense refers to excessive 'addiction' to something.

"Is that so."

"Miss Ash, do you perhaps believe that they will change under my strict guidance?"

The clan that joined forces to destroy the Rain Clan because of the Fairy of Paradise incident Fang Clan's efforts.

The Answer is simple. After all, they can eat all the Fairy or humans raised by a clan without restraint. How can they, whose Desire is already hard to suppress, refuse? Once they get hooked on eating, they will eat not only the Rain Fairy, but also the earth, wind, and wing fairies, since they are a clan that relies on strength.

"I don't deny that I had that thought."

Fairy can change, but it's unlikely that Fairy will change at all.

Kurich's gaze inadvertently drifted to the Fang Fairy below, who were locked in a fierce battle. The Gluttony Wolf's blue eyes held no hostility or murderous intent, only an indifferent detachment.

However, the Fairy below reacted as if they were about to die; this must be what it feels like to be a mouse being watched by a cat!

The difference in their social standing is too great.

This conviction instilled a deep-seated fear in them, causing their instinct to obey the strong and superiors to surge rapidly. They lost the will to resist outright, and their fighting became even more ferocious.

"Helping others, suppressing instincts? What right do you have? What are you to make us suffer like this? Even if you are stronger than us, do you have the right to reprimand and change us like this? What are you? But even so, they will not rebel against me to my face, because they know they are weak and that the difference in our existence levels is enormous. They can only resort to other means. The flies that succeed will swarm around the corpses of Warrior, gleefully whitewashing their own wickedness."

At this point, Kurich shrugged helplessly and looked up at the sky.

During the conversation, the "mutual slaughter until only one remains" event below had unknowingly ended. The surviving wolf-like Fairy let out a ferocious howl at Kurich above, thus proclaiming its victory.

"Only the power of domination can make these unpleasant dusts disappear. Miss Ash, your Magecraft talent is truly too great. I'm not praising you just because you're the Master's disciple; it's a fact. For example, right now, you possess weapons from Paradise and the roots of the World Tree, and you've created your own school of Magecraft. On paper, no matter what, I can't possibly be your match."

The moment the words were spoken, in Ash's eyes, the entire body of the tall, silver-haired Werewolf Kurich, became a blur.

And when this illusion arises, everything ends.

When he came to his senses, Kurich was already standing in front of the victor of this round Fang Fairy.

He mercilessly pierced its chest with his right hand.

"Even a child could understand this with a little thought. You think you can defeat me by trickery, by using so-called poison? This method would never succeed, no matter how many times it is used. Compared to you, I think even the squirrel Ratatoskr is much more endearing. It's better to be pure in spirit, because a noble battle shouldn't be mixed with futile and underhanded tactics."

Kurich withdrew his hand and tossed it aside as if it were trash, since the rest was Huginn and Muninn's problem to deal with.

During this period, just as the Gluttony Wolf said, the Fang Clan had already dealt with them countless times using underhanded methods. Kurich's approach to this was simply to kill. He killed relentlessly until the Fairy's soul was no longer able to continue the next generation, and then he gave it to Muninn to wear down.

The Gluttony wolf was too lazy to eat anything from these Fairy, because it found them repulsive.

"Miss Ash, your body's instinctive reactions are just—that's all there is to it."

Ash could actually understand the meaning behind Kurich's words. Although he had learned the story of Magecraft most suitable for him from Novia, and had learned the Rhongomyniad Rhongomyniad of the End, and how to create a mimicry of the Holy Sword using the Water Mirror...

Nevertheless, although he had reasons to fight, his will to fight was too weak.

If Kurich had attacked him, he wouldn't have had time to react and would have collapsed immediately.

It's somewhat scary.

The thought of dying at this moment filled her with fear.

However, after learning that Kurich simply disliked Fairy just like her Teacher, Ash felt she could understand her actions.

"I am the master's hunting 'hound,' and there's no way I would lay a hand on you. But the Fairy you want to save are a different story. Because of their nature, I don't have the Fairy Eyes, but I know that no matter how much favor you've bestowed upon them, or how much they loved you at the time, they are Fairy. So it's hard to say they have the brain to think about this choice. Therefore, a small lie can destroy everything you intend to build, Miss Ash..."

Kurich slammed his leg into the ground.

"Next batch."

Immediately afterwards, the next wave of the Fang Clan swarmed in, none daring to raise their heads to look at Kurich, until Kurich leaped back onto the city wall, at which point they resumed a new round of fighting.

Ash picked up the tree root in his hand and the weapons he had obtained from Paradise.

Looking up at the scenery outside, I saw sunlight spilling across the ground, the green forest a vibrant lush, and the sky above the mountaintop a dazzling blue.

"Kurich, if I do everything I can to eliminate any negative information that could bring malice, such as vested interests, discrimination, persecution, Jealousy, or ridicule, will the Fairy understand the beautiful Future I want to build?"

The scorching sun was baking the City of the Fang Clan. Although they were being forced to kill each other under orders, Ash sensed that they held Kurich in immense reverence. In just a few days, Kurich had managed to subdue, rather than save, the Gluttony Wolves, making the vast majority of the Fang Clan's Fairy obey his commands.

"Malice will always exist, won't it? I remember another of the master's apprentices suffered greatly because of unwarranted malice."

"... another?"

Ash gently grasped the tree root. "What's it called?"

After Kurich said that, Ash felt that this disciple was probably the first Novia disciple to say, "I hope you can be happy."

She's somewhat concerned about whether their relationship will be the same as the one between Muryan and her Teacher.

"Ed--"

Edmond Dantès.

The sounds in this setting don't make people feel agitated; instead, they bring a sense of peace, with occasional bird calls adding to the tranquility.

"Teacher."

"Ah, it's you, sir."

Unlike Ash who bowed slightly, Kurich immediately knelt down beside Novia upon her arrival, just as he had done at the beginning, so that Novia could touch him. This was normal, since in the Heroic Spirit Hall, Geri and Kurich had been lying on either side of the Supreme Throne, eating food fed by Odin.

After stroking Kurich's fluffy fur, Novia spoke to Ash, who had a look of great curiosity on his face.

"The world is filled with countless acts of malice, some with reasons, others without, simply due to dislike for something. Ash, you once saved the Fairy village all by yourself, you should understand that."

Upon hearing this, Ash trembled all over because of that feeling.

She understood perfectly well that when Mors invaded, the Fairy were filled with fear and dread. But after seeing her help, their gratitude quickly turned to hatred, and they became filled with malice towards her.

Why could this Fairy defeat Mors, but I couldn't? Why does she have this power, while I don't?

So I'll put Od on the stone and keep throwing it at her, forcing her to fail.

Why does this Fairy dare to openly defy Mors? She should be as afraid as I am. What gives her the right?

So I will burn her at the stake, and I see her face turn pale with fear.

One "why" after another brought malice, perhaps out of the Fairy's instinctive rejection of the Fairy of Paradise, but in fact, regardless of whether they are Fairy of Paradise or not, malice will still arise, it's just a matter of how quickly it happens.

In fact, Fairy who have these thoughts are actually 'human', because most Fairy simply 'disapprove of this behavior', even if the behavior is on the path to saving them, they just can't stand it.

Ash knew very well how difficult everything would be if he wanted to save everything.

The Fairy she had helped would laugh at her, as if all the Fairy in the world were mocking her laughter and the kindness she had shown.

Fairy, apart from the Rain Clan, seem to be creatures utterly without any hope of salvation. She doesn't think this idea is wrong; it's just that a childhood wish still lingers in her heart, harboring expectations and hopes for them, and the ideal of preventing Britain from ending and allowing it to have a new beginning.

Moreover, the Teacher has said that he will always stand on the same side as me.

Yes, that's right.

This will surely save Britain.

So, she finally said this:

"I still want to try, Teacher."

Looking at the ash tree, Novia's expression didn't change for a moment; after all, he understood the feelings of the Fairy in the paradise.

So he patted Ash on the head.

"Then let's give it a try, Ash."

A few days later, at Novia's instruction, the Fang Clan, under Kurich's command and led by Ash, headed to the territory of the Wing Clan.

If one had to choose, the most united of the remaining clans would probably be the Wing Clan, characterized by its 'gentleness'.

However, based on Rokuya Arian's behavior towards Cernunnos and the Miko, this gentleness seems rather subtle no matter how you look at it, and it might only apply to the 'Fairy' herself.

So even when Novia had Ash lead the Kurich and the Fang Clan to attack the Wing Clan in order to make Muryan the new patriarch, she still asked about it.

The little Winged Fairy chuckled.

Why go through all that trouble?

"What are your thoughts, Muryan?"

While Novia was speaking, Muryan removed the gold ornament from her neck, shrinking it to rest on her finger. She then took Novia's hands and placed them against her neck, indicating that she would only speak if Violence was used.

For Muryan...

Like an unparalleled blessing.

How twisted this is—and there's absolutely no superfluous action.

"To gain the Crowd reverence of the Wing Clan and have them bow down to me is actually quite simple. Truly charismatic people attract the Crowd and turn them into genuine, fervent believers simply through their very existence. I am Muryan, possessing extremely high Arian blood..."

The Winged Fairy is completely captivated.

Her purple eyes now shone like fire, not gently burning like a campfire, but consuming everything, a flame solely for one person.

"... Why don't you take action?"

"Is this Perfection for you?"

Upon hearing this, Muryan laughed, seemingly very happy, before wiping away her tears.

"However, the fact that they personally questioned me seems a bit too gentle, doesn't it? It doesn't fit the definition of a strong person. Such behavior needs to be compensated for with more Violence methods..."

Muryan chuckled, looking at Novia with utmost seriousness. "Deepening bonds? I didn't do that. The lower the better. If it's always low, people will hate it. There's no harm in it, right? Isn't that obvious? Even though you're my first and last, I'll still be lonely without you."

Novia looked directly into Muryan's eyes:

"Take advantage of this atmosphere and say as much as you like."

"That's of course, love... hehe, could it really be true?"

Muryan tilted her head deliberately, unable to stop, the emotions overflowing from her heart transforming into feigned words, "My heart is yours—"

"I will Protection you. Although your personality is really terrible, I feel it is one of my responsibilities to guide you when you are lost."

Muryan fell silent for about ten seconds.

"Novia, you've been talking too much nonsense today!"

The Winged Fairy suppressed her primal nausea, a feeling of disgust and loathing towards the person she had fallen for.