Chapter 485

After thinking for a moment, Nikitich went up to apologize for his wife's rudeness. "I'm really sorry. Nastasya suddenly gained power and became reckless. I hope you can forgive her."

"It's alright, this kind of problem doesn't matter. We're all here anyway, so we can just help each other out later."

Thus, the four people and the dragon rushed towards the center of the explosion.

Overcoming numerous difficulties and enduring countless hardships...

At least that's how Nastasya saw it. After all, she and Zmei had won the whole way without lifting a finger, while Nikitich and the Demon King hadn't even lifted a finger. It was like they won without lifting a finger. She just didn't know why Zmei, who usually loved to slack off, was so excited, like he was on steroids.

Finally, there was the creature, whether dragon or insect, that was distorted and deformed by the power of the meteorite fragments.

The Three-Headed Dragon Zmei launched a fierce attack first, flying through the air with its neck outstretched.

Such a simple movement, yet as sharp as a fencing saber, sent three heads cascading down from the creature's head with astonishing speed.

Nastasya grabbed the creature's fangs as it tried to bite her, and tore them off. The creature tried to resist, but Nastasya used the recoil to shove her hammer into its mouth, causing it to explode.

"Ugh, I'm exhausted..."

Nastasya snorted and said, "But the matter here is resolved, so we can go—"

There is a Baby there.

Just then, Erice had been silent on Novia's back for a long time, pointed to a broken, burned tree. Everyone looked over and, just as she had said, there was a Baby lying there, neither crying nor making a sound, gazing at the sky that had been dyed blood red.

"Oh dear, what are we going to do now... Nikitich can do most things, but definitely not taking care of children."

Novia naturally understood that the Baby in front of her was the newborn Koyanskaya, and Nastasya was the 'Nikitich' who had raised her for a period of time, her so-called foster mother. He himself did not understand why he had suddenly come to Tunguska, but he had no intention of interfering.

After all, if Fou hadn't given up her beast form to save Mash, Koyanskaya would have vanished without a trace.

After examining the Baby, who looked no different from a corpse, for a while, Nastasya suddenly looked at Novia, who was carrying the silver- Erice, and seemed to have come up with a good idea. "Demon King, how about you take care of this child? I think the little girl behind you is human, right? It would be good for the two of you to have company."

Although Nastasya herself did have the idea of taking care of him, she also understood that Nikitich was ultimately just a temporary shadow, a being called a Heroic Spirit, and would not be able to accompany him for long. In that case, it would be better to hand him over to this Demon King, at least the girl he was carrying was a human living in the present.

"This is probably..."

To be fair, Novia didn't really want to get Koyanskaya.

Perhaps sensing his attitude, Nikitich tried to smooth things over:

"Alright, alright, since we don't have much time, let's send him to a family nearby before he disappears. Maybe they'll take him in."

"Huh? Do you really think there are any good people, or even any people at all, in a desolate place like Russia?!"

"... Yes, I understand, I understand better than you, Nastasya."

Nikitich nodded. "However, there's nothing we can do about it."

The Heroic Spirit couple simply mistook Koyanskaya for an ordinary child, unaware of her true nature.

"After thinking about it, I'll leave it to me."

Novia suddenly spoke up.

He realized that Erice had never had many friends, mainly due to her eccentric personality, while Koyanskaya was a perfect match.

After all, Erice is Izanami, and Amaterasu's nominal mother is also Izanami. Therefore, Koyanskaya, who imitates Amaterasu, can be considered Erice's half-sister.

He declared confidently, "With Erice by her side, there won't be any problems."

Thus, the question of who would become the newborn child came to an end.

Nikitich, his wife, and the Three-Headed Dragon then departed. Before disappearing completely, Nikitich gazed at Novia waving to them from afar and whispered to the Three-Headed Dragon, "That Demon King, is he someone you know, Zmei? After all, you were so active the whole time, a far cry from your usual lazy self. Is he some kind of elder? And you were so attentive to Zmei, he must have been very good to you before, right? If you had told me earlier, I would have invited him to have a drink with us."

Nikitich's fervent words made Zmei blink six times.

Is it really that obvious?

"Nonsense, I'm not blind, and we've known each other for so long... It's just that Nastasya is getting too cocky right now, otherwise she should have noticed."

"He taught me many things. And he's someone I truly admire."

"Admire?"

That's... a secret.

"I'm embarrassed," Zmei said.

This guy's appearance was truly astonishing, even to Nikitich had fought Zmei for three days and three nights when he was alive, and he really wanted to ask him more questions.

But since Zmei didn't want to talk about it, he thought to himself, "Let it be."

However, Zmei then turned his gaze with a very serious expression.

"She is my mother..."

The mother is involved? Could it be the father...? No, isn't this a bit of an incestuous affair?

"The object to follow."

It seems the former Huns kingdoms integrated a bunch of Phantasmal Species to fight against the Holy Church, which makes sense, so it should be a general or something? Hmm, I can't recall any famous Huns, those two are unlikely...

Nikitich thought so, but the title that Zmei uttered next really startled even him, who thought it couldn't be true.

"Avia, King of the Huns"

Because Novia turned away at the last moment, he didn't see Nikitich's jaw-dropping face.

At the same moment, after seeing off the two and the dragon, Novia was holding the silver- Erice's hand while cradling the newborn Koyanskaya.

To be honest, these gods still manage to run around everywhere in the Present World, so Novia really couldn't say much.

For example, Odin in the 7th century even acted as Valkyries, Amaterasu the 20th century even blessed life.

"You must have heard that sound, right?"

Novia looked at the expressionless Koyanskaya, "Those are the words of the Sun God."

The young child naturally understood the words spoken by the humans before him.

Not long ago, the Goddess who shone like the Sun gently blessed her newborn self.

"What is there to fear in the life of an alien? What is there to be surprised by in the life of a screaming creature?"

Even if they are not as high as the sun at its zenith, since they are born from radiance, they are naturally equal to my children.

Ah, I see. I was a child of the Sun all along.

Although she understood that this idea was wrong, in nature, love is something that those who raise children possess, and feelings nurtured solely for joy seemed incomprehensible to her, a beast-like creature, and contradictory from a biological perspective.

However, Novia once again revealed to her the name that Amaterasu had been unable to say.

"Cursed beast, very few will rejoice at your birth."

These gentle words, however, Wrath the young beast.

Not given by the father, not born of the mother, not intended to Protection the species, but rather to be kept and enjoyed in a way that brings joy.

This Spirit Origin arises from natural disasters.

"But at least you can have a name, let's call you--"

I have no connection with Human Order; I am a being that denies humanity, a unique life form on this Planet.

"Scathach."

At this moment, the young Beast Principle and comprehended.

This relationship is definitely not good.

Chapter 502: The Bunny Girl Tiamat.

Scathach hates humans.

Given the circumstances of her birth, this is only natural.

In the Tunguska Event, amidst every tiny, illusory, fragile, and almost inaudible wail, she collected and listened to these inaudible sounds, and as if by miracle, she was born as an individual at the heart of a destructive phenomenon that allowed no life to exist.

In the very end, countless cries of anguish transformed into blessings, blessing her birth.

"The Spokesperson of Flame," "Our Supreme Being Species," so the dead animals called her upon her newborn birth.

From an animal's perspective, humans kill for survival and use animals for living, and all of this is in order to create a better cycle.

They know very well that this is how nature works: species that survive longer will use more life.

But humans have forgotten that agreement, forgotten their responsibilities, and some have even coexisted with animals for purposes other than the prosperity of their species.

Therefore, Scathach, who sees herself as the 'mother of beasts,' naturally despises them, but at the same time, she also helplessly loves humans.

Because humans are animals too.

Therefore, at the moment of her birth, she had a purpose. "As a collective opinion of animals (including humans), we must henceforth isolate ourselves from the human world." Her guiding principle was to exclude humans and disregard human rights, since in Scathach's view, all human behavior was dirty and not pure at all.

This does not mean that Scathach will henceforth firmly choose to stand on the side of the animals.

Rather, she felt that humans, as animals, needed to be disciplined and truly learn to live in harmony with other animals.

Yes, that's it. Humans need to be properly disciplined, especially that arrogant guy. Sooner or later, he'll be badly injured, but for now, our strength isn't enough, and we're still under his control. For now, let's just show this fool the ultimate joy. We'll deal with him later when we have the chance...

Just then, little Scathach, who was by the river dreaming about the Future, heard a rustling in the bushes. A small head was peeking out from the bushes, watching her.

"Scathach, it's time to eat."

In Scathach's view, this 'friend' with the same hair color as that annoying Male, whose temperament was completely incompatible with her own, especially since she was human, was best avoided or killed. After all, getting involved with humans would only bring a lot of trouble.

However, if we did that, it would be difficult to command that human. It's not the right time yet; we need to take it slowly.

This thought that flashed through her mind was the most direct reason why Scathach acted this way.

So, rising from the riverside stone, she met the girl's bright blue eyes with a smile.

"I understand, Erice."

Then--

Seeing the steaming pancakes and fragrant Borscht in front of Erice, Scathach Madoka instinctively opened her golden eyes, only to find a mass of freshly slaughtered meat still covered in blood in front of her.

Judging from the color of the food, Erice undoubtedly has the upper hand, while Scathach's only advantage is in the quantity.

"Um..."

Perhaps sensing Scathach's gaze, Erice held up a pancake. "Would you like some, Scathach?"

"Fool, I won't eat these."

Scathach, seemingly oblivious to everyone else, grabbed a bloodstained chunk of meat. "This stuff is terrible, especially when it's made by humans. This is enough for me in the wild."

"But..."

"Erice, since Scathach wants it this way, then so be it. We won't force her."

Novia remarked this while eating an Apple.

As for Scathach, well, aside from the initial period when she was somewhat obedient to him, she basically went against his wishes afterward, mainly advocating that 'in the wild, one should follow wild customs,' such as eating raw meat and blood... the best she could manage was eating wild vegetables.

"But shouldn't we get more nutrition...?"

"Alright, Scathach needs to be a special case; she can't die from eating her."

Novia glanced at Scathach, who had been wolfing down her food not long ago but had recently become more elegant after reading books, and sighed at Erice, whose personality had drastically changed. "You're the one who needs to eat more."

Since arriving in Tunguska, Erice has been very diligent every day.

She hoped to be able to help Novia —that was her goal, and Novia knew she was working very hard toward it.

Whether it's taking care of Scathach, who was only a month old, or building a small home in Tunguska like Robinson Crusoe after the Great Explosion, her dedication is impeccable, and she has achieved the results mentioned above. Novia originally thought that Erice was the type to wait for her to act before taking any action.

It can only be attributed to a sudden change in personality.

Strangely enough, even though she hadn't possessed anyone, Erice still had silver hair, which puzzled Novia.

Erice's expression darkened slightly at Novia's response. She lowered her head and ate quietly, taking small bites as usual, replying in a voice so faint it was almost inaudible.

"I see."

I always felt that Erice strange, like she had amnesia.

Although her expressions and entire body revealed her emotions, when answering him, she always acted like a model student who would avoid worrying adults. Lately, she would ask for his permission for everything.

Novia sighed and looked at Erice, saying:

"You two have different constitutions. Although Scathach is tough and resilient, Erice, you possess immense hidden power."