Fairies? Trash! / Q Right into Your Mom's Mouth

The Blonde Girl had clearly never been addressed with such words before; her flattered expression resembled that of a startled little animal.

"That... that human doesn't have villages. Even in a typical village, there are only one or two humans, and they are all raised with great care."

The Blonde Girl's answer was packed with information.

What needs to be raised? And what are the humans that have been allocated?

These words made Fujimaru Kyoya feel that humans seemed to be treated as commodities or pets that could be traded in this world, with no concept of human rights whatsoever.

"These are common sense facts, even I, a country bumpkin, know them. Um... are you making fun of me?"

Although these were clearly angry words, the girl spoke with a pitiful air, as if she often suffered such bullying and it had become a habit.

Damn, I'm being spoken to like that.

Fujimaru Kyoya's forehead veins were about to bulge. The fact that Artoria in front of him was acting like a woman infuriated Fujimaru Kyoya, but he forcibly restrained himself because she was a girl.

If "Artorius" looked like this, Fujimaru Kyoya would have used God's Hand to rip her anus apart without hesitation.

"That's not it. I'm just a human being, so I want to find companions. If you don't understand, then I won't bother you any longer."

Although Fujimaru Kyoya was furious with the female version of Artoria, he also felt a little relieved that she didn't have to bear a heavy mission in this life.

Without his interference, Artoria would probably have lived a happy and fulfilling life.

"Wait, you're human? No, you can't just go into the city, it's too dangerous."

Upon hearing that Fujimaru Kyoya human, the Blonde Girl seemed to recall something terrifying and immediately stepped forward to stop Fujimaru Kyoya from leaving.

"You're a registered human now. If you don't have an owner, you'll definitely be caught and sent to Human Ranch. That's too dangerous."

The Blonde Girl briefly explained the current state of humanity.

Since the spirits of humans are the food of Fairy, humans are of vital importance to Fairy. Countless wars have broken out in Britain over the control of humans, but the fighting only stopped when Queen Morgan unified and distributed the resources among them.

However, this is only a superficial peace. Once a human breaks free of control, the Fairy will take them away and "share" them in the fairest way possible.

The way Shang Yang divided things.

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After the Blonde Girl's brief introduction, Fujimaru Kyoya had gained an understanding of modern Britain.

Today, Britain has Six Great Clans, all ruled by Britain Morgan. Humans are managed and distributed by Morgan, and Fairy must pay an "Existence Tax" through Command Seal in order to receive a share of humans—which is essentially Mana.

Nourished by the spirit of humanity, the Fairy are able to avoid forgetting their duties and names and falling into something terrible; this is the importance of humanity in this world.

"So it's really dangerous for you to be out there alone. Although the Fairy of the Wind Clan don't have wings, you don't have Command Seal, and as a human you need to eat, so you'll be exposed very quickly."

How kind she is.

Fujimaru Kyoya looked at the chattering girl in front of him, who seemed to want to tell him all the common sense about surviving in this world. This kindness made Fujimaru Kyoya confirm that she was Artoria of this world.

No matter how the world changes, this kindness will never change.

"But you don't have Command Seal either, do you?"

Fujimaru Kyoya looked at Artoria's hand; she didn't have Command Seal either. Shouldn't every Fairy have those?

"Oh... Be careful on your journey, and don't go into the city, or you'll get arrested."

Fujimaru Kyoya seemed to have inquired about the Blonde Girl's predicament, and immediately fled in a panic.

That was dangerous; I almost exposed my identity.

Artoria hurriedly returned to the village, lamenting her own immaturity for nearly exposing her secret in her attempt to help others.

In every world, Artoria is a "Child of Prophecy."

Unlike the normal World Line, in the Pan-Human History, Artoria is the Red Dragon born from defeating the White Dragon, while in this Lostbelt, she descends as the Paradise Fae who defeated Queen Morgan.

Morgan's rule was exceptionally brutal; his cruel taxes terrified a group of Fairy. If they couldn't pay enough "Existence Tax," they would be taken to Camelot City and executed.

Logically, as the Child of Prophecy, Artoria should be loved and adored by everyone, but...

"Artoria, where have you been? Does it really take this long to do laundry?"

"Feel sorry."

"Damn it, we've almost used up all the treasure you brought! Why don't you get another boatload? Otherwise, the village won't be able to survive the winter."

"This..."

Hearing the unreasonable demands in her ear, even Artoria didn't know how to deal with them.

In the prophecy, the Child of Prophecy will arrive in Britain in a small boat laden with treasure and carrying the Staff of Selection. However, Artoria is now treated like a servant and can only sleep in the stables, clearly indicating that she has no connection with wealth.

"Useless! Your Mana doesn't even meet the standards of your peers. Are you really the Child of Prophecy? The Staff of Selection has definitely chosen the wrong person."

Unlike humans, Fairy are born with the ability to see through the quality and quantity of a person's Mana.

Although Artoria did indeed appear as prophesied, her Mana was pitifully low by Fairy standards. Could someone like her really defeat Morgan?

A ship full of wealth was enough to sway all thoughts, but their fear of Morgan made them abandon the idea of simply killing and robbing him.

They couldn't use the Staff of Selection, but the treasures could be exchanged for money to support the village. More importantly, Morgan's rule was too terrifying, and the village Fairy hoped that Artoria could defeat Morgan, or at least teach Morgan a lesson.

"The village keeps you here because you're still useful; you need to prove your worth to the village."

As the Fairy's wealth dwindles, the fortune brought by Artoria has run out. If they cannot acquire new wealth, the Fairy will have no choice but to reduce their population to survive the winter.

No one was sure if they would be among the "reduced" population, so they desperately hoped that Artoria would bring them some wealth again.

"You can do it, right? You definitely can, can't you? You are the Child of Prophecy."

"I'm... sorry, I can't..."

"Then what use are you?"

The pebble struck Artoria's head without mercy. In this world, Artoria had neither received any training nor possessed any dragon genes, and blood quickly began to flow from the stone.

"Don't hurt her. We still need her to deal with Morgan. She can't die yet."

"Of course I know. If it weren't for this reason, would she still be alive today? We raised her, so she should serve us."

Clearly, these Fairy have forgotten that the village has been able to live peacefully all these years thanks to the wealth that Artoria brought back. Now that the wealth is insufficient, they are starting to get angry and frustrated.

Such beings never look for problems within themselves, but instead blame everything on others.

"Feel sorry."

Growing up in such an environment, Artoria didn't know how to cope and could only keep apologizing.

As the Child of Prophecy, she was unable to display the power commensurate with it, which was the source of her inferiority complex. She couldn't even unleash the power of the Staff of Selection, and could only wield it like a stick.

Artoria believed that all of this was caused by her own powerlessness, and unlike the Fairy, she blamed herself for all the problems.

This is simply going from one extreme to another; both are abnormal psychological states.

"By the way, aren't you quite familiar with that blacksmith?"

When the Fairy saw that Artoria really couldn't come up with the money, they thought of another method, using someone they hated.

"That blacksmith seems to be doing well. Doesn't he trust you a lot? Kill him, then give us your property. That way, the village can survive the winter."

The wicked plan was conceived by the Fairy and subsequently met with widespread praise.

"That's right, you are someone we found, you must never forget our kindness in raising you."

"Are you really going to let the village's population decrease for the sake of an outsider?"

"Don't betray your own people, you scoundrel!"

The words were increasingly offensive, and Artoria's eyes were filled with confusion. Was she really going to kill for these villagers?

To kill an innocent person simply because they possess valuables.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud rang out, a sound that struck Artoria like a thunderclap. She watched as the aggressive Fairy before her lay on the ground, blood flowing from the shattered back of her head.

"I'm going to launch a sneak attack."

The person who said those words was holding a wooden stick, its surface stained with blood, so glaringly obvious, and his eyes seemed to be looking at some unrecyclable trash.

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"You..."

Artoria looked at the Fairy lying in front of her, and the person holding the club with a dark expression. Although it was the first time she had seen him, she had a feeling of déjà vu.

"Help... help! Murder!"

"Go and call the village chief! Artoria is colluding with outsiders!"

"Run!"

Whether they were a mob or mere scum, the Fairy scattered in a panic, completely ignoring the wounded man lying in a pool of blood.

It can only be said that Fairy never disappoint in terms of being disappointing.

"I forgot to introduce myself, Fujimaru Kyoya, a human."

If one could ignore the blood on Fujimaru Kyoya's face and the club in his hand, he would appear to be a gentle and handsome young man at this moment.

"Artoria Caster, please... no, if she doesn't receive immediate treatment, she will definitely die."

Despite the treatment she had just endured, Artoria's first concern was for the Fairy who was still forcing her to kill and was now lying in a pool of blood.

"By constantly accommodating others and fulfilling their expectations, are you ultimately living according to your own will, or becoming a puppet of others?"

Fujimaru Kyoya's expression carried a hint of sadness; no matter which world Artoria was in, she always carried an excessively heavy burden.

At this time, Artoria was probably sixteen years old. Fujimaru Kyoya remembered his sister from another world, who also seemed to have embarked on a journey to save the world at the age of sixteen.

How much malice does this world have towards sixteen-year-old girls, placing such a heavy burden on their shoulders?

"I am the Child of Prophecy, and I was supposed to embark on the mission of defeating Morgan, but I am too weak."

Artoria blames herself for everything, a personality unlike the resolute person Fujimaru Kyoya knows, yet their inner essence is the same.

It lacks its own will.

In the Pan-Human History, Artoria contemplates her own meaning after a failure, but what kind of catalyst does Artoria need?

"Damn it, which village are you from? Why are you causing trouble here?"

Before long, an Old Man led the able-bodied young men of the village to surround Fujimaru Kyoya.

Fujimaru Kyoya didn't take these Mana Fairy seriously. If he wanted to kill, his Mystic Eyes of Death Perception would make their deaths impossible to hide.

But... what is that staff?

The "threads" on the staff held by the Fairy who seemed to be the village chief were missing.

This is not something you'd find in a destitute village. Combined with the information Fujimaru Kyoya had heard earlier, it seems this village stole Artoria's treasure.

Fujimaru Kyoya's eyes turned dangerous.

"Everyone, attack together! Don't let this guy leave alive!"

When the Fairy had a leader, they began to have fighting power, and powerful Mana began to gather in their hands.

No Magecraft is needed; simply gathering the energy in your hand and releasing it generates immense power, but...

"Q your mother's mouth."

Fujimaru Kyoya strode forward like the wind, arriving directly in front of the village chief. He shoved the blood-stained club into the man's mouth, where all his teeth had fallen out.

"You're so old Immortality? Do I have to send you a wreath and write a funeral couplet for you?"

Fujimaru Kyoya snatched the Staff of Selection and delivered a vicious blow to the back of the Old Bastard, bringing the village chief one step closer to his funeral.

"A group of adults trying to steal from a little girl? I really doubt how bored you all are."

As Fujimaru Kyoya checked how idle everyone was, an eerie silence fell over the scene. No one saw clearly what Fujimaru Kyoya had done; they only knew that the village chief had been verbally assaulted and was now lying in a pool of blood.

Several Fairy from the Fang Clan, who looked like orcs, immediately fled in different directions. After all, Fairy are birds of a feather, and when disaster strikes, they fly away separately.