I don't want to be an elf!

Thanks to his strong physique, although he had just hit his head on the ground and was briefly unconscious, he was not seriously injured.

Of course, if it were any other race, their skulls would probably be cracked open by that attack.

He gently rubbed the spot where his head had hit the ground; a large bump had swelled up, and he grimaced in pain.

Only after confirming that it was just a superficial injury did he breathe a sigh of relief and stand up from the ground.

"You finally woke up."

At that moment, the captain of the warship, a second-class officer of the ape race, saw Simba stand up and said calmly, "Rookie, you've really gotten me into big trouble."

"Sir, I only arm-wrestled with the Golden Fairy, is that such a big deal?"

"Looks like you're still not fully awake."

The ape-man officer rolled his eyes and pointed to the mess in front of him: "Take a good look for yourself."

Simba, who had just woken up, then looked around.

What he saw startled him.

Inside the cafeteria, almost all the tables and benches were overturned, and some were even smashed into pieces.

Many orc warriors had their breakfasts overturned on the ground before they even had a chance to eat, but no one came to clean them up.

This situation was almost like a small tornado blowing into the cafeteria.

Simba's brain went blank for a moment.

He only arm-wrestled once, how did it turn out like this?

Seemingly noticing Simba's utter bewilderment, the ape-man officer sighed and told him everything that had happened after he fell unconscious.

"So, this mess was caused by the Golden Fairy's rampage?"

After listening, Simba asked blankly, "It's just that we don't have any food, why are you taking it so seriously?"

"To be precise, it was caused by the golden goblin that was about to go berserk," the ape-man officer corrected. "If someone hadn't brought food in time and stopped the golden goblin from going berserk, we would probably all be dead here today."

"Amazing......"

Simba looked at the ceiling that had been breached by the vortex of spiritual energy, his tone devoid of fear or lingering dread, but instead tinged with excitement: "No wonder everyone was so wary of the Golden Fairies. So the rumors were true. This race really can use magic."

"Sigh, there have been orcs like you before who mistook the Golden Fairies for ordinary uninhabited creatures and suffered greatly as a result." The ape-man officer sighed. "But after this incident, you must have a better understanding of the Golden Fairies' strength. From now on, just abide by the apartheid law. Don't ask, don't talk, and don't make contact. This will be better for both you and the Golden Fairies."

"Sir, if the Golden Fairies are really that strong, why is the military hiding this race from the outside world?" Simba asked curiously.

Didn't you hear what I just said?

"With such a powerful race by my side, how could I, as a lion-man, not ask?"

“You bunch of battle maniacs…” The ape-man officer rubbed his forehead in exasperation. “Actually, I don’t know either. That’s what the higher-ups said, and that’s what I did. As for the reason for doing so, they didn’t say, and I’m not interested in asking. You better behave yourself and stop causing trouble. Violating apartheid laws has severe penalties!”

"Will both the Golden Fairy and I be punished?"

"Of course not. Their willingness to obey the law is entirely based on their own conscience. Who has the ability to punish the Golden Fairy?" The ape-man officer sneered. "But if I can't deal with the Golden Fairy, can't I at least deal with you?"

"My father is the king of the Lion-Man race, the administrator of the twenty-second floating island, three members of the United Government are my relatives, and the first-class military officer who leads the Fifth Wing Army Legion is my uncle."

"..."

As Simba revealed his family tree, the ape-man officer's expression grew increasingly numb: "With that background, why are you working as a lowly soldier?"

“Of course, it’s to fight against stronger opponents.” Simba looked at him questioningly. “Otherwise, why would I join the army?”

At this point, the ape-man officer remembered that the lion-man race was a warlike race.

They joined the Wing Guard not for promotion or wealth, nor for fame or fortune, but to gain experience in battle.

The veneration of strength is an instinct deeply rooted in the blood of this race.

"What a pity, what a pity I didn't get to see the Golden Fairy go berserk." Simba sighed regretfully. "The scene must have been very impressive, they are a race that can control magic."

"Once we get to the battlefield, you'll see the Golden Fairy in action," the ape-man officer said. "But before that, you need to clean this place up!"

Simba chuckled and didn't refuse.

This is clearly the lightest punishment.

Soon, he grabbed a broom and began cleaning up the food on the ground.

"Speaking of which, where did those golden goblins go?" Simba asked while cleaning.

"Of course I sent them back."

"Could you tell me which room they are in?"

"What do you want?" the ape-man officer glared at him. "Didn't you hear what I just said?"

"Of course, I'm going to make some acquaintances!"

Simba closed his eyes, recalling the unparalleled power he had felt before he lost consciousness, and said with longing, "This is the first time I've been defeated by someone my own age, no, someone younger than me. It's a truly strange feeling."

"..."

The ape-man officer sized him up and asked suspiciously, "You wouldn't happen to... have fallen for that golden fairy, would you?"

"Do I like her in terms of love? No, no, no, the Golden Fairy has no hair on her face, which doesn't fit my aesthetic at all."

Simba answered without hesitation, but the fervor in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

"However, that golden fairy has a kind of... intense beauty."

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Meanwhile, inside the Golden Fairies' room.

Tohka Yatogami, who had just caused a commotion, was now surrounded by three Gold Fairies, looking quite embarrassed.

"So, Tohka."

Chtholly looked at Yatogami Tohka seriously, her expression devoid of any jokingness: "Can you explain what just happened?"

Tohka Yatogami swallowed hard, her eyes darting around as she said, "I don't know."

This is a lie.

Of course she knew what had just happened.

Darkening.

Or rather, a reversal.

According to the original work, when the elf girl falls into despair or other extreme negative emotions, the spirit crystals in her body will reverse, causing the spirit power to go berserk. This will combine with the spiritual power of despair, causing the pure spirit crystals that have been continuously purified to transform back into their original turbid form.

This is what is known as the reversal of spirit crystals.

When the spirit crystal reverses, the elf girl's original personality will disappear, and her body will be controlled by the new personality born from the reversal.

Although they will lose their memories, reason, and humanity, in exchange, their power, spiritual power, the level of their divine armor, and their angelic abilities will be greatly enhanced.

Of course, this only applies to ordinary elf girls.

Yatogami Tohka, as a pure-blooded spirit like the original spirit Takamiya Mio, did not have a second personality after her transformation.

It is her first personality, Yatogami Tenka.

Because if you really want to calculate it, [Tenka]'s personality was the first to be born on the Spirit Crystal, but it was sealed by Takamiya Mio. Only after the Spirit Crystal was continuously purified did [Tohka]'s personality appear next.

"But I never expected I could reverse things," the girl couldn't help but think. "After the reversal, will my will also change?"

Reversal is something that cannot be controlled.

The elf girls cannot freely reverse their forms, and naturally, neither can she, the actress playing them.

She almost turned things around before.

When she saw the plate of meat she had been longing for fall to the ground and be trampled on, it felt as if something inside her had shattered.

As soon as the switch was touched, her rationality evaporated rapidly, and even if she wanted to stop it, she was powerless to do so.

If Nephren hadn't saved the day with her baguette, even she wouldn't know what would have happened after she completely reversed the situation.

Will a second personality emerge?

Will my personality become cold and ruthless?

Or is it that even if one's personality is reversed, it won't have any impact at all?

The girl had no idea what happened after the reversal.

However, after this experience, she became certain of one thing.

When she is playing the role, the elven girl's body directly affects her.

While deep in thought about her own affairs, she outwardly stared at the golden fairies with innocent eyes.

It's impossible to tell them about the reversal.

After all, if I told them, how would I explain that I knew about the plot twist?

In the original work, Tohka Yatogami was also unaware of the plot twist.

Moreover, even if we told them about the reversal, it would only increase their anxiety and serve no other purpose.

So she decided to play dumb.

"I really don't know what happened."

Yatogami Tohka scratched her head awkwardly, making various gestures with her hands as she tried to describe her feelings: "When I saw that lion-man's breakfast that I lost was trampled on, I suddenly felt heartbroken, heartbroken beyond words, and I felt like I wanted to cry myself to death."

"That's it?" Athena asked incredulously. "You really lost control over a plate of breakfast?"

"The point isn't the breakfast, but the feeling of heartache," Chtholly analyzed. "Perhaps, when Tohka's emotions reach a certain extreme, she will lose control of her power?"

“It seems so,” Nephren said calmly. “There are many mysteries surrounding Tohka, and we need to be extra careful.”

"Ah."

To avoid further trouble, Chtholly placed Yatogami Tohka under house arrest: "In short, Tohka, you'll stay in your bedroom until you reach the fifteenth floating island."

"How could this be...?"

Yatogami Tohka was on the verge of tears.

Losing numbness.