Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

"Is that so? In that case, could you please help me find the whereabouts of this thing?"

Favia remembered that her initial purpose in coming here was to collect the last piece of the Silver Key, so she raised the broken Silver Key to her chest and spoke to the Smoke Mirror.

"Hmm, that thing seems a bit extraordinary."

As the first sun of the Aztecs, Smoke Mirror naturally saw at a glance that the seemingly ordinary thing possessed indescribable terrifying power, but he didn't take it to heart.

"Alright, I'll let you know if there's anything similar or that has a similar aura."

"Speaking of which, I thought you were going to fight me."

"Well, I did have that idea at first, but let's put it off for later. After all, I'm quite interested to see how you're going to become the Fifth Sun." Then, Smoke Mirror seemed to remember something. "Since you acknowledge what you've done, consider this my aid to you."

Without waiting for Favia's reaction, he placed the leopard mask directly on Favia's face.

Just then, the thick fog around them gradually dissipated, and shadows stretched out from behind the smoke mirror.

Sometimes large, sometimes small.

Like the sun, or a twisted, crouching jaguar, its form constantly changed, eventually becoming a thunderous, pitch-black serpent that attached itself to Favia. Presumably, the scene before its arrival was also created by the smoke mirror.

As he was leaving, Favia heard Smoke Mirror's cheerful words again.

"Moon Lake is my lovely little sister, and I allow her to call herself Vizilopochtli, so please take good care of her, Fifth Sun."

Then, his blurred vision gradually returned to normal, but when he finally returned from the underworld, Favia felt a subtle chill.

However, before he could figure out why, Tralock had already walked up in a slightly hurried manner.

"...This is so annoying! Did I give you permission to come up here? Can't you even think things through? You're just so frustrating—"

She didn't say anything more after that, because she mistook Favia for Smoke Mirror at that moment.

Favia's current attire may have been intentional on Smoke Mirror's part; it was Smoke Mirror's primitive costume, and his face was adorned with a leopard mask.

As for the hair color, it seems to have been made golden by the leopard mask...

Therefore, this clearly indicates that it was most likely not an unintentional act by the smoke mirror operator; it was intentional.

"Ah, brother, it's you...? That guy has already been killed by you...?"

Favia could sense that Tralock's voice sounded somewhat stiff, and she also noticed the strangeness of her current attire. Therefore, she did not immediately offer an explanation, but simply took a step forward, waved her hand, and nodded with a rather serious air.

...Did he just die like that? He really couldn't resist his brother... He died so quickly...

“The great Tescatlipoca… truly a worthy elder brother… I also think he did a very good job…”

Perhaps to change his mood, Tralock paused for a moment.

then,

"...That's right, it's actually a good thing that guy is dead."

Upon hearing this, Favia blinked and turned to look at the black-haired girl.

"What's wrong, brother? Why are you looking at me like that?"

The silver-haired youth remained silent, simply watching quietly. Therefore, Tralock couldn't help but feel that the smoke-covered mirror was conveying a message—

"Do you really think so?"

"Yes, of course. Although he didn't die by my hand, he did die. Well, it's good that he's dead."

That was the initial thought, so it really was just about dying, yes, that's it.

Tralock thought to himself.

"However, how should I put it, I feel that dying a little later wouldn't be so bad. I'm not saying that your approach was wrong, brother, or that I'm giving you advice. On the contrary, I completely agree with and approve of this approach. These kinds of people with unknown origins should be completely eliminated as soon as possible."

"Well, he seems to have seen some great cities. And yes, there's a goblin waiting for him, and he doesn't seem easy to persuade, nor can he be killed outright. After all, he's a goblin, and he doesn't seem to have any ill intentions. Besides, the Aztecs all want to see him; they really do see him as the messenger of Quetzalcoatl..."

The black-haired girl stammered.

Although she kept thinking about how to find an opportunity to kill Favia and make him pay for his past rudeness, the fact that he disappeared so quickly left her with a faint sense of loneliness. Just as she was thinking this, a voice came from the 'Smoke Mirror' in front of her.

"Well, so I'm not dead yet. And I think you might have misunderstood. This is a gift from your brother, so I'm not your brother. Remember to observe carefully next time, okay?"

When Favia removed her mask and revealed her face, Tralock stared wide-eyed as if he had been unexpectedly attacked, and was speechless for a moment.

Because her expression was so funny, Favia couldn't help but burst into laughter.

However, this was not interesting at all for the black-haired girl. A few seconds later, a chilling creaking sound, like the dying of a giant city, rang out, followed by a huge tremor on the Kukulkan Pyramid.

"...Bastard, I'll kill you, I'll definitely kill you!"

238: What do you think? I want to cut it! (5k)

Above Tenochtitlan, a city nestled in the towering, dense forests of Central America, leaden-gray clouds obscured the sun, followed by a torrential downpour.

In the great temple in the heart of the city, in a corner of the top floor room, Traloc remained as always, quietly lost in thought.

"Ah, Te...Teno—"

“I said, it’s been so long, haven’t you learned our language yet? I’ve learned all your languages.”

Tralock, whose thoughts were interrupted by the sound, stared coldly at the fairy before him.

“I’m sorry… Ziti…”

Bawan Shi lowered her head in embarrassment.

She didn't understand why she still couldn't learn it after studying for so long.

"Never mind, just call me Tralock."

The black-haired girl couldn't understand why this fairy with bright red hair, as fiery as fireworks and flowing in the wind, was a fellow fantasy species like herself, yet after nearly three months of learning, she still couldn't even manage simple communication and was constantly stumbling around.

From Tralock's perspective, she didn't think it was necessary or important, because as a fantasy species, she and Bavan Shi could communicate smoothly without language. However, for some reason, Bavan Shi was very stubborn and wanted to speak with her in the local language.

“Tralock…” Upon hearing this, Bavan Shi gave Tralock a look that was hard to decipher. “Okay, okay…”

"Ah."

Perhaps sensing the fairy girl's hesitation, and remembering that Favia had entrusted him with teaching Bavan Shi well, Tralock softened his expression slightly and walked up to her.

"Just tell me what you want to say, there's no need to beat around the bush."

“I remember you’ve been with Favia for the past two months, Tralock.”

Upon having his thoughts exposed, Bawan Xi trembled involuntarily, then lowered his head and asked the man who was fiddling with his fingers in a low voice.

Is that all you're asking? Is there anything strange about it?

Tralock nodded slightly. She had thought Bavan Shi would ask some important question, but it turned out to be just... this kind of inexplicable question.

"So, what do you think of him?"

Bavan Shi blushed as she asked the question, while Tralock frowned.

You ask me what I think of Favia? I just want to kill him. Although I can't beat him right now, I haven't given up on that idea.

He was severely injured the moment they met, and then he used the identity of Quetzalcoatl to bring disaster to the world. Not long ago, he even pretended to be his brother to deceive him and make him suffer a great humiliation... Whenever he thinks of these extremely unpleasant past events, Tralock can't help but grit his teeth.

Therefore, Tralock, who thought it was no big deal, said the truth.

"How do I see him? Does wanting to kill him count?"

For some reason, Tralock noticed that Bavan Shi seemed to feel much better after he said those words.

Indeed, the black-haired girl's words relieved Bawan Shi.

Because of her slender figure, Tralock revealed a doll-like, delicate, and fair face beneath her feather-adorned hat, along with her jewel-like black eyes and knee-length black and blue mixed hair, which, combined with her solemn attire, created an incredible aura.

This seemingly calm and aloof beauty made Bavan Shi wary of her, not to mention that Favia had mentioned to her at times on the ship that he had a sister. This made the fairy girl, who thought she had figured out Favia's background, very uneasy.

Moreover, since arriving here, she has found that she spends much less time with Favia, as he seems to be busy with something even more important than shipbuilding.

And sometimes, when Bavanshi walked alone in this strangely named city, the chatter of the locals would reach her ears like birdsong.

"The person who has always been by Lord Favia's side must also be a messenger of God."

At that moment, Bavan Shi thought they were talking about her, and she became happy.

"Is he also an emissary of the Feathered Serpent God? Or could he be an emissary of some other god?"

"The one who can get close to Lord Quetzalcoatl is probably Lord Rain God."

"Lord Rain God?"

"That's right, since both the Rain God and the Feathered Serpent God are deities who make the earth fertile, they might have a good relationship."

My heart started pounding.

The fairy girl listened, pretending not to care, but she was somewhat uneasy.

The Rain God? Could it be referring to me?

The Aztecs, unaware that Bavan Shi was eavesdropping, continued talking.

"In that case, if Lord Favia took the blame for the sins that Quetzalcoatl wanted to punish us for that day, Lord Rain God would be very upset if he knew."

"I think so too..."

Bawan Shi's face burned as if it were being roasted by a torch.

After that day, she did discover the wound on Favia's chest, so she insisted on staying by Favia's side for a day.

"But is it really certain that it's the Rain God? Are there any specific speculations?"

"Because no one has ever knelt down in worship at close range... all we can see from afar is that his hair is somewhat blue, like the color of the sea."

At that moment, Bawan Shi's heart nearly stopped. She hurriedly left and returned to the Great Temple.

She thought she was the 'rain god' they talked about, but that wasn't actually the case.

That description clearly referred to the black-haired girl whom Favia had entrusted to teach her the language of her region. Therefore, she had wanted to ask her about it since then, but she had been hesitant because of her fear. This unease reached its peak after Favia and Tralock spent several months alone together in a place unknown to her.

Now, is there anything I can do to help again...?

Bavan Shi's mood soured, which is why she suddenly asked Tralock this question today.

"But why are you asking this?"

"No... I was just asking..."

Should I have asked that question...?

After some hesitation, Bavan Shi became stammering again.

At that moment, Tralock's dark eyes suddenly shifted from her to another spot, and he said nonchalantly:

"I see. Speaking of which, how did you and that guy meet? As a fairy, it shouldn't be convenient for you to get too close to humans, right?"

This was indeed Tralock's question. In her view, Bavan Shi's dependence on Favia was quite high, which was rare between a human and a fairy.

"We just met, and somehow we became familiar with each other..."

The red-haired fairy said this half-heartedly.

In the past, Bavan Shi might have happily recounted her past relationship with Favia, as this topic would have touched a nerve with her and made her more lively.

However, when Tralock asked her question, she suddenly remembered that some of the stories in the novels she had read before started with the male or female protagonist hearing each other's stories, becoming interested, and eventually getting together... To avoid such a possibility, Bavan Shi chose to give such a perfunctory answer.

Then, perhaps feeling that her perfunctory attitude might pique Tralock's curiosity, the fairy girl forced herself to put on a cold face and continued, "But Favia is a bad person!"

Caught off guard by her sudden change of attitude, Tralock asked in slight surprise:

"...A bad guy?"

Upon hearing this, the fairy girl pouted unhappily:

“That’s right, that’s right. Favia exploited the shipyard workers, forced Leonardo da Vinci to paint, and demanded Paracelsus do unpaid work…” Bavan Shi, getting more and more excited, suddenly remembered something and added quietly, “He still owes me my wages… Anyway, he’s really awful. One day I’ll find a chance to chop him up, um, we’ll chop him up together…”

It's obvious you still care...

Upon hearing Bavan Shi speak of Favia in this way, Tralock couldn't help but think this.

However, she quickly understood why Bavan Shi had said that; he was probably afraid that she would be interested in Favia.

Tralock didn't deny that, but she understood that her 'interests' were different from Bavan Shico's. After all, she wanted revenge not only for Favia almost killing her initially, but also for him deceiving her with his disguise using smoke goggles.

Therefore, the black-haired girl truly wanted to break Favia's neck with her own hands and then peel off his skin to vent her anger.