Chapter 417

For Muryan, a Perfection with obsessive-compulsive disorder, both her own Perfection and the Perfection of humanity become objects of disgust.

No matter how much you appreciate its merits or how much you like it, this deep-seated aversion will never disappear.

Moreover, in the end, the so-called Perfection is too illusory, and there is no accurate standard of judgment. Muryan's pursuit of 'Perfection' in Novia is just her personal idea. In addition, she also understands that 'Perfection' is impossible, and she has a vague standard in her mind.

"But, hehehe, aha~ the pathetic strong are truly pitiful, I'm almost laughing to death. This instills despair in the weak. However, if this feeling could overcome instinct, what would happen? My death, realizing the meaninglessness of existence..."

Taking deep breaths, Muryan cupped Novia's face in her hands, a twisted and morbid smile on her face:

"But let's put that aside for now. If Savior has borne all the suffering of the invaders were to appear in the Present World, to bear and resist on behalf of the gentle folk, and at the same time to guide the way forward, then wouldn't the Winged Fairy ignore him?"

Chapter 441 Great! It's Lady Muryan! We're saved!

The City of Gloucester, where the Wing Clan resides, is a circular city surrounded by towering walls.

The interior is like a complex Labyrinth, and you might get lost even just walking through the streets.

Each Fairy within has its own territory. Simply put, this is probably the 'friendliness' of the Wing Clan, known for their gentle nature. The human pastures here are relatively better off than those of other clans, if one were to say that it's better to live a miserable life than to die.

The human reactions today are particularly amusing; the screams sound so pleasant. A Winged Fairy lazily yawns, while the young Fairy in front of it laugh and chatter loudly, reveling in the 'performance' they just witnessed at the human ranch.

A purple-haired Winged Fairy walked in alone from outside the city.

Upon seeing the Fairy she hadn't seen in a long time, the Winged Fairy, who had been lazily yawning, smiled and waved in response.

"It's Muryan! Muryan, you're back!"

In fact, Muryan is quite famous among the Wing Clan because she loves reading. Even the area she lives in is like Library. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call her a bookworm, especially since she has a strong Arian bloodline.

The Winged Fairy, seemingly greeting Muryan with goodwill, deliberately bumps into Muryan, who is walking along the narrow path, ignoring it.

There's no particular reason; I just find it amusing. If Muryan continues to be bullied without resistance, within an hour, at least a thousand Fairy will know the saying, "The returned Muryan is a very interesting toy."

"Huginn, please help me."

Looking at the Winged Fairy was still using the same old methods, Muryan murmured softly.

The 'gentleness' of the Wing Clan is more accurately described as torture. They don't eat the victims like the Fang Clan does, nor do they use them as 'tools' in workshops like the Earth Clan does. Instead, they enjoy the cries of the tortured people or Fairy.

Upon hearing Muryan's signal, the white Raven Huginn, which was flying high in the sky, immediately dropped the Fairy soul in its hand and rushed downwards.

The next second, the Winged Fairy felt a biting cold wind rushing down from above, and an indescribable pressure mercilessly entered its body, making it tremble all over and involuntarily squat down to cover its head.

Before Muryan could do anything more, the young Fairy who had been following behind the Fairy all tilted their heads to look at it, now showing signs of fear.

If Muryan were to leave without doing anything, then unsurprisingly, the Fairy who were just following her would 'torture' her, simply because they thought it would be amusing to treat her, who had just been so high and mighty.

In Fairy Britain, there is no concept of pity for others or care for the weak. Once the power imbalance is reversed, the only thing that drives actions is whether it is interesting. Facing powerful Fairy, they will use despicable means; facing weak Fairy, they will choose to bully them in a fun way.

Of course, Muryan knew all this; when she chose to offer her opinion to Novia, she had already guessed that such a scene would occur.

If she had stayed here, these Fairy probably wouldn't dare to do anything to her now, because Arian bloodline is the strongest among the Winged Fairy.

However, having been away for so many years, their knowledge of Muryan has essentially vanished. After all, Fairy are generally not very bright; they act solely for fun and are too lazy to ponder things that have been going on for years.

Then, standing on Huginn's shoulder, Muryan narrowed her eyes and smiled, stroking the head of the trembling Winged Fairy as if petting a puppy.

"Nothing has changed even after being gone for so long. Muryan is very happy with everyone like this."

Having said that, Huginn, who had already been instructed by Muryan, ensured that the Fairy watching from the sidelines also received the same treatment as the Fairy.

"My book says I should catch a few Fairy to raise..."

Muryan flashed a cute smile, "But thinking about it, by then, I'll probably have been digested by the bugs long ago, so see you all again later~"

Whether it's her voice or her posture, at this moment, due to the excessively high concentration of Arian's bloodline, Muryan's actions, which conform to those of Fairy, give her an incredible power of control over the Winged Fairy, just like Arian herself, who stepped out of history.

After subtly using the Fairy to spread the news of her return throughout the city, Muryan smiled and left.

As you get closer to Muryan's original home, the newer buildings disappear from view one by one, replaced by an old house that has been built for who knows how many years. It is a house with the exterior of Library covered by withered vines, and once you go inside, you will realize that apart from the exterior, the interior is also basically Library.

"Muryan, why bother with all that? Let's just wait for Master and Miss Ash to bring Kurich."

Sitting at her desk, flipping through a book she had read countless times over the years, Muryan, upon hearing Huginn's words passed to her by Novia on her shoulder, replied casually while turning the pages.

"The best way to utilize someone is to make them completely devoted to serving you."

"Completely devoted?"

Huginn frowned slightly. "Are you sure that Fairy other than you and Miss Ash would be completely devoted to you?"

Can Fairy be so devoted to someone? It's more like making someone give up on you in the literal sense.

"That's true, but I should be able to get it to exert about 70% of its full power, given my capabilities."

"... Really?"

"Luring dreamy children is Fairy's specialty; otherwise, she wouldn't be able to use sweets as bait to lure children deep into the Forest. That's right—'dreamy Fairy '."

Muryan lowered her eyes and muttered softly.

"Three days is enough, after all, kindness is a virtue of our Wing Clan. How can we refuse the opinion of our clan leader who is willing to sacrifice himself for the survival of the clan? Hehehehe..."

She had already flipped through almost all the pages of the story, so she used her finger to start turning the first page again.

After a moment's thought, Huginn asked another question.

"Is that Pixie on your first page also your name?"

She also flipped through several books and found that the first page of every book had either 'Muryan' or 'Pixie', as well as names that had been crossed out.

"Yes."

Muryan didn't seem bothered at all, her voice perfectly calm, as if she didn't care at all. "I was born with three names: Pixie, Muryan, and as for the last one, since the naming convention didn't fit with the first two, I chose to 'forget' it. As for Pixie, it doesn't sound very nice, so I rarely use it..."

Huginn blinked.

Ever since Kurich devoured the ancestral concept of Arian and transformed into Humanoid under Novia's orders, she felt a little strange towards Muryan. It wasn't just that they both had Arian bloodlines, but rather that they were two completely different people.

Kurich directly devours concepts, while Muryan seems to be Fairy born from a concept that directly stole Arian's bloodline, provided with some entirely new method before birth.

The reason for this certainty is that Huginn had gained a deep understanding of Odin's special research into Magecraft when he was with Odin, the God of Wisdom. Huginn felt that this was a method that Odin had never seen or used before. Unlike how Meli gave Artoria a conceptual gestation, this method directly copied the data left on the Planet into her 'body'.

But then again, Huginn felt that this kind of operation seemed to be something only her new master could do, yet it also seemed like something the master wouldn't do...

Judging from their interactions, Huginn doesn't think her husband has such a perverse sense of humor.

So, does that mean Muryan was transported from another world to this one?

After thinking for a moment, Huginn continued:

"Hey Muryan, how did you even get born here?"

"You're quite strange. Ever since Novia handed you over to me, your temper has improved considerably."

Instead of answering directly, Muryan changed the subject, "What's the reason for that?"

The Winged Fairy vaguely remembered that in the first few days after she started following him, Huginn treated her and Muninn who wasn't in her battle form) like trash cans. If she hadn't been outmatched and needed Novia's help, she would have already ambushed the raven in the Insect Space and Raven it to the death.

"Now that we're colleagues, the master has also asked me to protect you."

Huginn spread his wings, "So I'll try my best to control my temper. After all, you're a Perfection who finds pleasure in pain. Maybe praising you would be an insult to you."

"I can only accept Novia treating me this way; if anyone else dared to do this, I would have killed them long ago..."

Muryan rested her chin on her hand. "You ask me how I was born? How strange, aren't Fairy in this world born the moment they open their eyes?"

"What I mean is, when you were born, were there any human or Fairy figures or strange phenomena?"

Although she didn't know why Huginn was asking this, Muryan still covered her face with her hand over her hair and began to recall.

She was born seemingly on the shores of Lakeside near Gloucester.

At first, she remained motionless, like discarded trash, simply gazing at her reflection in the river.

In the hazy water, Chu saw a somewhat tall 'self' with purple hair and gold accessories.

"Well, it's a failed product."

"Bullying her sisters and enjoying it, how Sorrow. Who does this child take after? How did I manage to create such a bad child using the attributes of her father in Minecraft? I even made her a small child. But it's pointless to send her to her father to play with, she's just a toy..."

The voice, when uttering that name, seemed to whisper, yet it possessed a unique warmth.

"Looks like I'll have to give up on Perfection from now on, but I'm too lazy to change it anyway. I might as well just throw this failure into some garbage world that's going to be destroyed sooner or later."

Soon after, she regained consciousness and forced herself to walk unsteadily across the ground, suppressing the urge to vomit. Despite having no reason, she still felt inexplicably nauseous, which puzzled Muryan greatly.

That's natural, since Muryan didn't hear that voice; her disgust and aversion to it were probably instinctive.

Therefore, the little Winged Fairy, who could only recall 'bad moods', raised her head, held up one hand, and answered Huginn:

"I have no idea."

However, despite saying that, Muryan still had some concerns in her heart.

After all, she was confused as to why she always had the body shape of a child, even though her reflection in the lake at the beginning should have shown the body shape of a young girl or even a mature woman.

Just three days after Muryan returned to Gloucester.

To the north of Gloucester lies a vast expanse of rolling mountains, where during the day one can enjoy the breathtaking view of the late autumn sky merging seamlessly with the verdant hills.

Such a beautiful scene was commonplace for the Fairy who lived there; they could imagine it with their eyes closed.

But now--

Now, the beautiful scenery in my mind and before my eyes has been replaced by a nightmarish scene. The City is surrounded by dark shadows, and under the clear sky, there are terrifying figures of the Fang Clan everywhere, holding torches as if they want to burn the city and its inhabitants to the ground.

"Now it's your turn."

The Fairy guarding the door was filled with fear, recalling the words those Fairy had spoken to it when it participated in the destruction of the Rain Clan.

Its fear stems from the nightmarish scenes it can imagine, from the fear it has released, and from the pain of its own situation.

Why does this happen to us?

We didn't do anything wrong. In the process of eliminating the Rain Clan, skinning them before their Od dissipated and before they regained consciousness was just for fun. Is that any worse than the Fang Clan members eating them directly?

The Winged Fairy couldn't understand why the Fang Clan was surrounding Gloucester so menacingly today.

This is outrageous! What did we do wrong?

Indignant, it ran all the way back to the center of Gegerst, only to find that a large group of Fairy had already gathered there. Not only it, but all the Fairy had terrifying expressions and were shouting in a frantic manner.

"Right, right, the Fang Clan members are probably just hungry. If they're hungry, once we feed them, they'll let the rest of us go, right..."

Amidst the commotion, a seemingly insignificant voice rang out, but in that instant, it became the fuse—

"Damn it, you bunch of bastards, just die already!"

In a short time, the Fairy present started fighting each other. The sound of Fairy being dragged out and thrown off the city wall echoed through the huge City. Desperate screams reverberated all around. The weaker Fairy tried to struggle and escape, but the Fairy who were targeted beat them up with their hands and feet until their faces were bruised and swollen.

The Winged Fairy guarding the gate screamed as it felt its wings being torn off by the Fairy's mouth under its foot. Immediately afterward, its feet were grabbed by another Fairy, and it felt itself being dragged backward, with shards of earth constantly piercing its abdomen.

"Let me go! Stop! I don't want to die, please, I want to live!"

Its hands gripped the floor tightly, and it kept twisting its body, but the Fairy still dragged it out from behind.

Rough fragments tore bloody lines across his body, and a nauseating, thick stench of blood filled his nostrils.

The Winged Fairy who participated in the massacre of the Rain Clan stretched out its hands forward, trying to seek help.

Finally, it saw Muryan leading a group of Winged Fairy towards it, and its hope was rekindled. However, before it could say anything, the white Raven perched on Muryan's shoulder flew straight over and ended its life with a single swipe of its claw.

"Another one involved in the destruction of the Rain Clan?"

After Huginn returned, Muryan sighed inwardly.

As Raven who used to deliver messages to Odin in the Norse Age of Gods, Huginn and Muninn have memorized the faces of all the Fairy who participated in that battle. Novia has also indicated that they can deal with any of them they encounter.

Inside Gloucester, flickering firelight illuminated the piles of Fairy corpses that resembled small mountains. Compared to a few days ago, only about Two-Thirds of the Fairy had survived. Lacking any Desire to fight, the City's defenses were practically nonexistent, and the Fang Clan, carrying torches, had already stormed in.

Perhaps it was because Muryan stood out in the city center as the 'chieftain' at this moment, and because she was surrounded by many Fairy, that the surviving Fairy immediately regarded her as their leader.

"Don't give up hope yet. I'll think of ways for everyone to survive. Who knows what might happen next?"

At this point, a faint smile appeared on Muryan's face.

"No matter what, I will do everything in my power to save everyone, even if it means sacrificing my own life."

Chapter 442 Nyarlathotep: Little Yug's tears kept flowing, much to his dismay.

"Yes, as long as Lady Muryan is here, everything will be alright."