I, Little Griseo, Touring the Myriad Worlds

If you really had to put it that way...

Every fairy spirit, without exception, might be a hopeless romantic, right?

At the very least, they were all idealists! For the sake of their dreams, they would throw themselves into the flames without hesitation!

Otherwise.

Think about it...

What did Flower Goddess Marikata do?

She once sacrificed herself to open a passage beyond the world and helped Crimson King Akhmar seize forbidden knowledge.

But that did not mean she liked the Crimson King.

It was simply because... she was the Flower Goddess, the most beautiful Flower Goddess.

Yet no matter how beautiful a flower was, there would always come a day when it withered and faded.

She wanted to freeze her beauty forever in that moment. She wanted to preserve everything about herself at its most beautiful.

Therefore...

She had chosen to die willingly.

Even without this incident involving the Crimson King, there would have been another.

Helping the Crimson King had merely been something she did along the way.

Dying amid graceful songs and dances, sleeping forever surrounded by Pardis Dhyai.

That was still better than facing some unforeseen change in the future—or something else entirely—and truly losing her intelligence, becoming like an old, faded beauty, and turning into an ordinary candle flame like all the other fairy spirits...

Wasn't it?

She would rather have it that way!

So, in Little Griseo's words.

Flower Goddess Marikata... had something wrong with her head.

She had a textbook case of artsy sickness, a textbook art student.

She pursued perfection to an excessive, almost pathological degree!

So what was the real Flower Goddess like?

Little Griseo saw her after this resurrection.

She had also come into contact with Marikata. But compared with Egeria, it seemed that Marikata was the one who had taken