Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

Although the summer sun is the same everywhere, it is undoubtedly exceptionally strong at this moment.

The colors of the sky blend into the blue, thus permeating the sky. No one knows that it is actually the accumulation of various miracles that allows the world to usher in tomorrow.

The world is made possible by countless sacrifices; those who light the way in the shadows, those who protect people's lives on the surface.

In the secular world, those who drive social progress with fearless convictions, even without speaking to each other, will trigger a chain reaction through their actions.

It is not that we act out of gratitude, but that we are grateful for our actions. Everyone's contribution becomes a light in the world. People's lives are helped in this way, and tomorrow will still come.

This is how the world works, leading to where we are today.

Although the world now belongs to humankind, it is not only humankind that contributes to the world.

On the desolate land, abandoned by people, a roar of some unknown creature rose from the deathly silence, echoing through the stillness.

Strange things were happening all around. Birds were gathering around the forest and riverbank, as if they were guarding the area.

The dogs were barking, the cats were standing in a row, and the crows were circling in the sky; they were all watching.

Finally, a mother wolf hoisted up her abandoned cubs, and the animals scattered and left.

Yes, that's right. Just like Romulus, Favia was initially fed by a she-wolf, and over time, other animals also joined in.

"Okay! I should go!"

Thus, at the age of seven, Favia bid farewell to the animals that had raised him and set out on his journey across this familiar yet unfamiliar island to London. With his small body, he observed the city's wool production and trade, including not only textiles but also retail and shipbuilding. Sometimes, he would use illusions to make people believe he was an adult before participating in these activities.

After all, how can one experience the many facets of this world without firsthand contact? Living alone always has its limitations.

After living in the slums of London for about four years, Favia was discovered by a man who came to the poor area for medical treatment and was invited by him:

If you have time, I hope you can come and visit the Clock Tower. Although I can't teach you much, I will try my best to help you.

That man simply walked among the common people, practicing medicine and saving lives. Relying on skills and knowledge that were not of this world, he saved many poor and weak lives. For this man, a magician, this action also had tangible benefits for his research. More than being a magician, he could feel the true meaning of "humanity" in his patients.

His name was von Holmheen Paracelsus, and at this time he was the proud restorer of his family, a genius on whom the magic world pinned its hopes, and an incredibly reliable teacher in the eyes of the students at the Clock Tower.

Let's turn back the clock tower to the present day, in 1515.

"Of course not, after all, I don't even have a goal."

In response to Paracelsus's question, Favia sighed and waved her hands, revealing the silver floral carving hanging on her chest.

From the moment Favia was born, he wore this thing. Although he didn't know why it came with him, Favia had some guesses. Perhaps the reason it was called upon by this era was to find the remaining parts and rebuild them.

However, Favia had no clue what this thing was and was just trying to find out as much as possible.

"But let's put that aside for now. I still need to remind you that if you continue like this, the association will send someone to kill you sooner or later. What do you think about that?"

Paracelsus understood Favia's persuasion perfectly; in fact, he understood better than anyone else what he was doing.

For a magician, advocating for the plight of unrelated, impoverished people was an act of conspicuousness. Yet, his compassion remained unwavering despite the admonitions of his family and friends. He persisted, leaving behind numerous medical works, the contents of which were as unreserved as when he taught his students.

In order to enlighten the people and achieve real medical reform, he would inevitably commit the magician's cardinal sin by including various mysteries in his work, thus violating the clock tower's first principle, "mystery should be hidden," and being killed as a result.

This is necessary because, although the three noble families and El-Melloi are currently vying for power within the association, they are still clear about the fundamental nature of what they are fighting over.

"Really? Although I don't have many friends, I do have friends I can rely on."

You mean Leonardo da Vinci?

"Although he has the support of the church, he is so old that he can't even walk properly. Let's forgive him for that."

"You're overthinking it. Although that guy was invited to Rome, the Vatican and the aristocratic society are pleasure-seeking and prefer a magnificent art style. Da Vinci did not cater to their tastes, so he was treated coldly everywhere and became the target of malicious slander. His research work was denounced as 'sorcery' by the Pope, which is already common knowledge in the association."

Without hesitation, Favia directly exposed Leonardo da Vinci's current predicament.

Paracelsus and Leonardo da Vinci were friends, and for this reason, Favia had met this omnipotent man several times. Unlike Paracelsus, Leonardo da Vinci was quite keen to take Favia as his apprentice, but Favia did not agree.

When Favia looked at Leonardo da Vinci now and imagined him appearing in the physical form of Mona Lisa, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Is that so? I never imagined that Leonardo da Vinci was doing so poorly now. It's a shame that in his letter he even boasted that he was the most powerful person in Rome. Luckily, I lent him money back then... Well, how about you, Favia? Although it's a bit irresponsible of me to say this, you're the only one available right now."

"So you invited me to the Clock Tower just for this?" Favia couldn't help but sigh when she saw Paracelsus's ever-present warm smile. "Alright, alright, if you really manage to write it, I'll reluctantly help you this time."

In Favia's view, there were still 26 years until Paracelsus was executed by the Association in 1541, which was still plenty of time.

According to the timeline, Leonardo da Vinci passed away in 1519 due to illness.

“Thank you, Favia, may the blessings of the ether be with you.” Paracelsus expressed his gratitude calmly and generously. “Oh, right, there’s one more thing. Someone from Scotland contacted me, saying that the hunters there have encountered some trouble. They suspect they’ve run into a blood-sucking fantasy species, or possibly a Dead Apostle, so they hope I can go there and handle the situation.”

"Why are you telling me this?"

"Because I had already agreed, but now I'm grounded by the association, and you just happened to come..."

Paracelsus rarely showed an embarrassed smile. "So, could you please handle this for me, Favia?"

"I'm really impressed with you... Fine, considering how tough things are for you right now, I'll reluctantly agree."

"grateful."

The magician watched the departing boy and smiled faintly.

Favia... my friend, if it were you, perhaps you could accomplish what I could not.

Although he has forgotten the cause of events to this day, he still remembers the words that came out of the boy's mouth four years ago:

"Magicians also need friends, because magicians are human too. It is because they are human that they can grow and grow from children into adults."

On that day, the man who practiced medicine and saved lives in the secular world seemed to realize something.

The boy before him, seven years his junior—no, all the children like him, still troubled by death and suffering—

That is the true radiance of ether.

Therefore, the man abandoned the magician's only wish and destiny, and instead chose to do something that was of no benefit to the magician's pursuit, such as saving the world and helping people, even though he knew better than anyone that he would lose his life because of unrelated people, he still did it without hesitation.

In this world, there will always be people who drive social progress with fearless beliefs. No matter how small the contribution, it will become a light in the world. Later generations will be assisted in this way, and this is how the world works and how tomorrow arrives.

199: The Crying Red-Haired Fairy (2k5)

The midday sun floats above the Scottish Highlands.

The sea breeze here is like an endless song, the deep blue mountains are covered by a layer of purple sky, the edge of which is inlaid with pink clouds, as if this sky is a little small for the Scottish Highlands; from a distance, large pebbles cascade down from the mountain peaks and then rush into a deep green grassland; and there are Scottish lochs scattered everywhere, constantly reflecting the changing sky.

In this heavenly landscape, an old hunter and a young boy wander among the scenery.

"This is it."

Upon reaching the lake, the old hunter pointed to a simple hunting hut not far away and said this to Favia beside him.

"Okay, please lead the way for me. I'll handle this, don't worry."

After agreeing to Paracelsus's request, Favia rushed to Scotland to resolve the bloodsucking incident caused by some unknown entity.

Scotland is currently an independent kingdom, not yet united with England. However, based on a marriage alliance between the two countries decades ago, relations gradually became friendly. Subsequently, due to some issues that led to the extinction of the English royal bloodline, the Scottish king had to concurrently serve as the English king. On this basis, the two countries finally united in 1707 to form the Kingdom of Great Britain.

As relations between the two countries are on the rise, it is very common for residents of both sides to interact. However, this only applies to the upper and middle classes. As for ordinary people, due to the complex terrain of the British Isles and the lack of a national map at the time, they either stay in their hometowns or go to London, which is what people call London, to seek opportunities.

According to Paracelsus, Favia, who had arrived in Scotland, soon encountered hunters seeking Paracelsus's help.

Therefore, Favia learned the whole story of the vampire incident from them.

It is said that not long ago, four young hunters who had just caught a lot of prey and earned a lot of money were resting overnight in the hunter's hut. When they started saying, "It would be nice if there were women with us," there was a knock on the door. When they opened the door in confusion, they found blood dripping on their hut, and then a terrifying-looking thing staring at their necks.

Terrified, the group abandoned their loot and fled on horseback. Before leaving, a hunter noticed that the creature had hooves like a deer.

"Um, Lord Favia, are you sure you don't need our help? Although we are no match for that kind of creature, we can still lend you a hand."

Behind Favia, the old hunter gave the boy an awkward bow and said earnestly.

As for the so-called mysterious creatures, these hunters who have been hunting for many years have occasionally heard some rumors about them, and in some cases, they have actually seen them.

Therefore, hunters know that what they hear can be used as a joke, but if they actually see it, they can only accept their fate.

As for seeking help to resolve this?

Forget about it. Those magicians are all arrogant and would never get involved in things they look down on.

It was for this reason that these hunters from the English Highlands sought help from Paracelsus, who was far away in England. This magician, who practiced medicine and saved lives in the secular world, was an "outlier" in the magic world and had also come to England to treat the people there, thus earning their trust.

So when the hunters saw Favia, who had come in his place, their first reaction was not to underestimate him because of his young age, but to think about whether they could help him in any way. After all, the hunters of the English Highlands were extremely grateful for all the help they had received.

"It's alright, it's alright, please trust me, I can handle it all by myself." Favia turned around and shook her head. "It's just an animal with special abilities, it's quite easy."

"Is that so?" The old hunter scratched his head and sighed helplessly. "I'm very sorry, I didn't expect that treasure wouldn't have any effect. Alas..."

The treasure the old hunter spoke of was a green garment that could conceal one's presence. It was left behind by a man named 'Robin Hood' on the island of Britain hundreds of years ago. It's important to know that in the Type-Moon universe, 'Robin Hood' doesn't refer to just one person, but to a group of people.

Due to various reasons, some of the 'Robin Hoods' who were originally active in England also came to Scotland over the centuries and settled there.

When Favia first arrived in the Scottish Highlands and found the old hunter, he was so happy that he immediately offered Favia a treasure that had been passed down for hundreds of years. However, for some reason, this treasure, which had been passed down for a long time in the Scottish hunters' organization, was completely useless, as if the legend was false.

"It's alright, maybe it's just that over time it has gradually lost its original function."

Favia naturally didn't think it was fake, after all, Robin Hood appeared in the future as a Servant, but he wasn't quite sure why this existing 'Faceless King' had no effect on either magicians or ordinary people.

Perhaps it can only be used by 'Robin Hood'?

However, this doesn't make sense, because the old hunter was the leader of the Scottish Hunters' Organization, one of countless 'Robin Hoods'.

The old hunter, comforted by Favia, didn't say anything more and turned away somewhat forlornly.

Favia wanted to say more, but found herself unable to speak.

No matter what, that was their 'faith,' and now that it's shattered, it's bound to be painful to think about.

He could only sigh and then began to observe the hunter's hut.

Known as the English Highlands, this area has a lot of undeveloped land, and is therefore very beautiful. The vast highlands are not like the endless forests of Northern Europe, nor are they barren deserts, but are covered with gently rolling low grass and moss.

The low, sparse vegetation grew in a desolate manner, quite unlike the lush greenery of the English countryside.

The exposed rocks and crisp air constantly remind visitors that this is a plateau on an island.

In such a beautiful setting, time flies by quickly, and night falls in the blink of an eye.

It was at this moment that Favia saw the 'vampire creature' the old hunter had spoken of.

A red-haired humanoid creature with a human appearance but deer hooves, wearing a tattered long dress and running in a hurry—that's its appearance.

She seemed very bothered by the fact that they were deer hooves, because that was where the most patches were applied, as if she didn't want anyone to see them.

Favia thought to himself that this fairy was really unprepared, and at the same time he was thinking of just killing it. But soon he saw a strange scene. The red-haired fairy rushed into the hunter's hut and threw blood that she had gotten from somewhere everywhere. But it seemed that because there was no one inside, she walked into the hut in a daze, sat at the door, looked at the moon and suddenly started crying.

...A fairy shouldn't cry like this.

Although she wasn't quite sure what was going on, it piqued Favia's curiosity.

Therefore, the idea of ​​directly eliminating it was delayed. In the following days, based on Favia's observations of casually dropping money to imitate being frightened by the sight of the house and running away while leaving behind the money, it seemed that this red-haired fairy was extremely happy as long as there was money, otherwise she would just stay at the door of the hut and cry her heart out...

Why would someone want money so much...? Is it just because of greed? It doesn't seem like it.

Forget it, this guy didn't actually kill or suck blood. Just give her a little punishment to scare her and get her to leave and go back to the inner area.

Having figured out a solution, Favia quickly took the sugar water, gave it to a few hedgehogs, and then took a tortoise into the hunter's hut, beginning her operation without any magical aura.

Favia believed that by nightfall, the red-haired fairy would be so frightened that she would never dare to come here again.

In this way, the matter came to a perfect end.

And so, the sudden rain that night, its sound of bouncing on the ground and swaying treetops, instantly enveloped the dark world. In this tranquil cacophony, only the red-haired fairy's weeping sounded particularly jarring in the rainy night—

"The human world is so terrifying... I'll never come here again..."

"But if I don't have money... then everyone will bully me again... and won't play with me anymore..."

200：Bavanshi(5k)

Ever since Bawanshi could remember, she had been bullied and insulted by the fairies of her own kind because her legs were different from theirs.

Despite this, everyone still took good care of her and didn't abandon her, or so she thought.

"You're so strange."

"Why are you the only one who's so strange..."

"By the way, what's her name again?"