Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

It's like a self-projection.

In that filthy mud, apart from utter death, one can sense no other information, nor a trace of warmth.

Novia simply searched quietly. The sun had long since set, and a lingering glow stretched across the sky from east to west, highlighting the faintly visible stars. The surroundings were eerily quiet, as if time and the world itself had been frozen.

For some reason, a light drizzle began to fall from the sky, wetting the silver-haired youth's hair, cheeks, and arms.

Novia looked up at the sky, and to put it romantically, it could be seen as Albion of this world crying.

He inhaled the humid air and spoke again:

"Speaking of which, I've never met you, who belongs to this world, but you're essentially the same, aren't you? No matter how ugly your way of existence is, no matter how dangerous your way of survival is, even if you have to face death, you ultimately make your body a place where the weak can survive. Hmm, very impressive."

In the history of the Fairy Kingdom of Britain, thousands of years ago, the native fairies expanded their territory to the vicinity of Manchester, eventually encountering the northern fairy race that relied on the remains of the last dragon for survival, thus triggering the 'Spring War'.

The result was a victory for the southern British fairies who possessed human form, and the northern fairies were all killed. The innocent corpses of the northern fairies delivered their verdict: "Next time it will be your turn."

About a thousand years later, at the site of the ruins of the Spring War, the Rain Clan, feeling guilty and thus taking in the fairies of paradise, established a kingdom with its capital at Orkney. Another thousand years passed, which is the present time, and the Rain Clan was wiped out for taking in the fairies of paradise.

“I once told her: You are as noble as the stars that illuminate the world, a unique radiance. To me, you are the most precious starlight. Your permission means a great deal to me, and losing you would be an absolute tragedy. Albion, you are my only light—”

"Although that's you in a parallel universe, not you in this world."

Novia spoke softly, using the gentlest of her voices.

"Although you had a bad temper back then, you still saved me, for which I am very grateful. I still remember that joy. I can say with my head held high that I am very fortunate to have made a contract with you on that day, and I have never regretted it."

As she spoke, Novia pulled her hand, which she had been groping in the filthy black liquid for a long time, out. Her ten fingers were immediately covered in sticky black liquid, as was the dragon's head, which was now just bones and covered in the same foul-smelling liquid.

“You helped me before, so I thought of helping you. Even though you and she are not from the same family, this planet has a history of 4.6 billion years, and you agree on that point.”

Novia said to the dragon's head, which was still cleansed of mud, "I've really gone around in circles after all that..."

The light and radiance were not seen in the sky, nor on the ground, but only in his hands.

A cold wind, blowing from who-knows-where, carried no sound and no smell.

“I once told her: No matter how ugly, no matter how dangerous, no matter what world we live in, no matter how familiar we are with you, it will never change my memory of you. You are the most beautiful existence I have ever witnessed on this planet. Even if your body dies and your soul decays, no matter how unbearable your appearance may be, this memory will never disappear. Even if we fall into nothingness, something will still remain—”

He muttered to himself again in a low voice.

The words that were once spoken are now spoken from a different perspective, addressed to Albion in another world.

Even though your glory has faded, I still love you, I love you as Albion.

"So, you who belong to this world, you must be very tired. You have been flying on the endless sea of ​​nothingness for a long time, and now you are flying in your heart. So, from now on, please rest well. From now on, you don't need to show yourself for others, whether it is me or those who come after you."

At that moment, Novia shouted:

"Now, you can finally get some rest."

The rain stopped.

Suddenly, all the darkness and vile mud of the Dark Swamp was filled with light, either purified or gently glowed.

A vast silver world stretched out before us, with only the silver swamp and the pitch-black sky existing in this moment. The remains of a colossal dragon appeared in mid-air, then shattered like withered leaves, turning into pulverized black dust.

Finally, like birds returning to their nests, the shattered black dust returned to the sky along with the radiance, and the countless rays of light falling from the sky were so beautiful, like a miracle.

Neither Toneric nor Murlian knew what to say about it; only an unusual feeling remained in their hearts.

There was only one exception: a fairy.

That was a place some distance from the Dark Swamp, not yet 'Edinburgh', where the reincarnated northern fairies were gathering.

"..."

Among the northern fairies, the pink-haired girl, who was clearly the leader, paused slightly, and a tear slowly slid down her cheek. Noticing this, the pink-haired girl immediately went elsewhere and stayed alone in the room.

"This feeling……"

She murmured softly, then untied her hair, letting it hang down. She touched the tear that had fallen and continued speaking in a gentle tone.

"Albion, you actually...cried...?"

This pink-haired fairy is named Maibu.

She is a very special exception among the Northern Fairies because she is not an 'individual' but a 'collective'. She herself represents "all the Northern Fairies", after all, the magic, miracles and even intellect of the Northern Fairies are based on her contribution.

If ordinary fairies were to gather together, they would undoubtedly start fighting amongst themselves, just as they did in the past when they lived in villages or cities, constantly battling, vying for pleasure, and seeking weaker opponents; violence and ugliness would never cease.

However, her contribution did curb this behavior to some extent.

As a northern fairy who relies on Albion's remains for survival, she could be said to have received some of Albion's blessing, or perhaps some of his perception.

Therefore, with a touch of melancholy, Mab sighed softly, for at that moment she had actually heard Albion, the long-deceased ruler of the Fairy Kingdom, a voice and perception concerning the soul.

The last dragon's remaining soul began to blur and gradually fade away. It was already very tired, but now its heart was filled with a long-lost warmth.

The pain that had been there all along is now inexplicably gone.

Ah, it's almost over. I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Actually, that guy is always powerful, and that guy is always reliable.

Even though that guy doesn't actually know me—I don't even exist, and I'm not as great or powerful as he claims—that guy—

It is something that shines brighter than anyone or anything else.

So even though it was our first meeting, it was only natural that I was irresistibly drawn to him.

Therefore, even as he shed tears, Maibu's face revealed a radiant smile, as bright as the sun.

"This is truly... an incredibly passionate love, that human."

That was the love of the last dragon, but in Maibu's heart, this love brought a feeling similar to an empty stomach.

Perhaps this is what allows the essence of being a fairy to continue.

The thought of continuing this love kept flooding my mind.

Maibu looked out the window. The moon shone in the night sky, its light illuminating the thin clouds.

Think, think.

Keep thinking.

Finally, she murmured this.

"So, having received your final blessing, it's only natural that I'm drawn to it...?"

……

Then, let's turn our attention to another world.

It seemed to be all sea, a vast expanse of blue sea and sky. If it were just blue, the ocean in any world would be similar, but the different shades of color made the island in this sea stand out exceptionally.

The dazzling sunlight streamed down uninterruptedly through the fresh, clear air, and under its radiance, the coconut trees stretched out their lush green leaves.

On the island, many Daksha are diligently using blueprints to direct other Daksha to build all sorts of houses for their masters and mistresses.

"Hey Albion, when is Novia coming here...?"

Typhon, wearing sunglasses, lay on the beach, basking in the sun with a melancholy expression.

Even if you ask me that, I still don't know.

Melousin casually sipped her drink, resting her chin on her hand, and answered in this way.

The girls who appeared at the singularity earlier and knew each other are all here, like Shion, except for the ones from India. However, Kurohime is also here, but she doesn't really want to be out in public, so she's hiding in the hotel.

As for Attila and Aigo, they have not returned yet.

"Ok."

Typhon spreads his wings, the same color as darkness, as a declaration.

"By the way, why aren't you changing into your swimsuit or anything when we're already at the beach?"

"There's no need for that, I am the strongest! Even in my casual attire, I will still be the strongest in Novia's heart!"

"..."

Typhon thought for a moment. He had recently found an opportunity to teach Albion a lesson, although he ended up being taught a lesson by Novia in the end. But he had still had his fun, so he decided not to argue with her about it now.

However, just as Typhon was about to lie down again, a sound similar to the engine noise during Albion's battle suddenly came from the sky.

Hearing the sound of something flying towards the distant sea, the red-haired girl suddenly realized that Melusin, who had just been next to her, had already flown over to see.

"……what?"

However, a few seconds later, Melusin's lovely brows furrowed slightly.

Looking down into the sea... soft silver hair, energetic eyes, it was like looking in a mirror.

"Are you... me from another world? The one who knew Novia?"

The silver-haired girl suddenly rose from the sea, bringing seawater that soaked Melusin. Only then did Melusin realize that the person in front of her looked exactly like her, yet was wearing a white outfit that resembled a swimsuit.

"What's wrong? Oh, so it's me from another world. If there's nothing else, you can leave—"

"He really looks so old, probably more than 10,000 years older than me. He smells so old that I feel like throwing up."

"...Do you believe it or not—"

Before the strongest dragon could finish speaking, it was punched by another Albion that suddenly appeared.

"I am Novia's lover now. You old bastard, your duties are over. You can get out of here now!"

"...Huh?! What nonsense are you spouting! Believe me or not, I'll tear you apart right now!"

This really angered Melosin, so unsurprisingly the two of them quickly started fighting.

So, on the beach to one side, Typhon was shocked to see the two Albion heads suddenly appear in their original forms, except one was blue-black and the other was pure white.

"You can create clones? Melusin, why were you hiding this trick from me?! What happened to our agreement to form a dragon alliance?!"

Chapter 439 The Story of Gomorrah's Heavenly Fire.

"You few carnivores dare to come to the territory of our Fang Clan?"

After leaving the Dark Swamp, Novia and the others headed to the territory of the Fang Clan, the fairy clan with the greatest individual strength among fairies.

At this moment, the leader of the werewolves stared disdainfully at the 'meat' in front of him, but couldn't help drooling.

This is natural, because the desire of the Fang Clan is the urge to eat. As a result, the human pastures located within the Fang Clan's territory can be considered restaurants. And because a leader capable of leading the Fang Clan has not appeared for many years, the local human pastures are completely deserted.

The rate at which humans are produced cannot keep up with the rate at which they are eaten.

Because none of them would submit to the other, once the desire to eat arose, they would naturally go and devour the humans in the human ranch, and no fairy would dare to stop them.

After all, one wrong move and you could be eaten. The Fang Clan not only eats humans, but also fairies. Even as the most gentle of the Winged Clan, Murian had heard a lot about this. But unlike the other Winged Clan who didn't care after knowing, she felt unusually annoyed.

Perhaps it's because she deeply inherited the bloodline of the Winged Clan's Ariana.

In addition, even members of the same Fang Clan would be eaten. Toneriko, who had previously traveled to the fairy village on her own, was well aware of this situation. She had witnessed the process of the Fang Clan, who had fled to other places, killing and eating each other.

"It's still the same, no, it's because of an even stronger appetite..."

Tonelli murmured, gripping his wand tightly.

For her, a being with fairy powers, the pure, almost instinctive 'intentions' of these Fang Clan members before her were already clear—

I want to eat them, I want to eat these demons, especially this human.

This is eating in the literal sense, with absolutely no other meaning.

"Fokine, Wuni, are you ready?"

“It’s all ready, sir.”

“That’s right, that’s right. Miss Tonerico’s story and Murlian’s barrier can be released instantly.”

Upon hearing Novia's words, the two black and white crows that had been perched on his shoulders moved to the shoulders of the other two as if by prior arrangement.

Standing in the shade of the trees, looking at the city that had been dyed crimson, it wasn't illuminated by the sun's color, but was crimson in the literal sense, the color of fresh blood, and the dried-up, blackened walls that emitted a foul stench.

Meanwhile, the river flowing into the city has turned almost entirely dark red, whereas it was a clear, transparent river when it first entered. This is likely due to prolonged feeding and killing.

"You walking carnivores—"

Seemingly realizing something was wrong, the werewolf revealed his blood-red eyes and planned to have all the Fang Clan members around him, including himself, rush forward and tear the bones of the fairies and humans to dust.

Did I say I could move?

Novia's single word exerted an indescribable pressure on the fairies, rendering them completely immobile.