Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

"This is the most suitable story for you, not the story itself, but the power it contains, a power that you, from the Fairy Kingdom, cannot analyze through magic."

Novia picked up the storybook and said before telling the 'story':

"And listen carefully, no matter if you end up as a witch or a savior, no matter what form you take, the connection between us will never change."

Chapter 440 Annihilation of All.

Recently, the other fairy clans in the territory of the Fang Clan felt that these terrifying creatures who were always eating people or fairies seemed to have become a little more well-behaved and had stopped hunting the fairy village.

It seems that a clan leader who has regressed to the ancestral form of Ya Ling has appeared, and is using a terrifying method of suppression to kill any member of the Fang clan who dares to disobey his orders.

Of course, they don't really care about it. They're the kind of fairies who don't care about things that don't concern them.

Even though they had previously launched a rare joint attack on the Rain Clan, it was only due to the 'Paradise Fairies'.

At this moment, in the capital of the Fang Clan, the Fang fairies who had been completely wiped out by Ash and Murlian have now all appeared in the next generation thanks to the power of Kurich, who has absorbed the concept of 'Fang Aling's ancestor'.

Inside the city, a selection process, where 'fight to the last one' was conducted under the orders of Kurich, was basically organized in areas of a hundred fairies.

As for the larger area, it was the territory of those incorrigible Fang Fairies who attempted to assassinate others using underhanded methods. In response to this situation, Fokin, Foni, and Murlian demonstrated their excellent handling skills by burning everyone in the Insect Space.

The way to torment the existence and soul of fairies is to cut the constituent elements of 'fairies' into a thousand pieces. Magic power flies high into the sky like a fountain, mixed with raging red flames in the blue sky.

At the same time, the flames bring hellish pain and oxygen deprivation, which erode their consciousness, making them unaware that what is flowing from their eyes is blood, not tears.

In this environment, Ash walked through the sea of ​​fire as he headed toward Kurich, who stood atop the city wall.

"Is it almost over, Kurich?"

"Yes, Miss Ash, the selection should be almost over in another day or two. If the master agrees, I should be able to compress it into three days."

"Three days..."

Ash was slightly taken aback, then revealed a subtle expression, "Isn't this efficiency a bit too high?"

“Because the Fang Clan of fairies is just that kind of ‘pure’, Miss Ash.”

With one hand behind his back and the other stroking his furry head in confusion, Kurich said, “Following desires, constantly eating, the survival of the fittest, obeying the strong, concepts like unity and helping each other out are hard to exist in their brains.”

Having already devoured 'Arin's Tooth,' Kurich is, in a sense, equivalent to Arin herself.

After all, the name Kurich means 'gluttony' and can also represent the concept of gluttony in Northern Europe. Therefore, from the moment he was called, Kurich had a fairly clear understanding of the fairies in this strangely developing world.

Enjoying the present moment can lead to abandoning the long term, disregarding everything for the sake of purpose and meaning. Temporary gratitude can be devoured by instincts deeply rooted in one's nature and transformed into pure evil. To some extent, this is a form of 'binge eating,' which in a broad sense refers to excessive 'addiction' to something.

"is that so."

"Miss Ash, do you perhaps believe that they will change under my strict guidance?"

The clan that joined forces to destroy the Rain Clan because of the Paradise Fairy incident, the Fang Clan probably contributed the most to Zhon's efforts.

The answer is simple. After all, they can eat all the fairies or humans raised by a clan without restraint. How can they, whose appetite is already hard to suppress, refuse? Once they get hooked on eating, they will eat not only the rain fairies, but also the earth, wind, and wings, since they are a clan that relies on strength.

“I don’t deny that I have this thought.”

"Fairies may change, but it's unlikely that fairies will change at all."

Kurich's gaze inadvertently drifted to the Fang Fairies below, who were fighting each other. The Gluttonous Wolf's blue eyes held no hostility or murderous intent, only an indifferent indifference.

However, the fairies below reacted as if they were about to die. This must be what it feels like for a mouse to be stared at by a cat.

The difference in their social standing is too great.

This conviction instilled a deep-seated fear in them, causing their instinct to obey the strong and superiors to surge rapidly. They could no longer muster the will to resist outright, and their fighting became even more ferocious.

"Helping others, suppressing instincts? What right do you have? What are you to make us suffer so much? Even if you are stronger than us, do you have the right to scold and change us like this? What are you? But even so, they will not resist me to my face, because they know they are weak and that the difference in our levels of existence is enormous. They can only resort to other means. The flies that succeed will swarm around the corpses of warriors, gleefully whitewashing their own wickedness."

At this point, Kurich shrugged helplessly and looked up at the sky.

During the conversation, the "mutual slaughter until only one remains" event below had unknowingly ended. The surviving wolf-like fairy let out a furious howl at Kurich above, signifying its victory.

"Only the power of domination can make these unpleasant dust disappear. Miss Ash, your magical talent is truly too great. I am not praising you because you are the master's disciple, but because it is a fact. For example, right now, you possess weapons from Paradise and the roots of the World Tree, and with the magic style you created yourself, on paper, no matter what, I cannot be your match."

The moment the words fell, in Ash's eyes, the entire body of the tall, silver-haired werewolf, Kurich, became a blur.

And when this illusion arises, everything ends.

When he came to his senses, Kurich was already standing in front of the victor of this round, the Fairy of Fangs.

He mercilessly pierced its chest with his right hand.

"Even a child could understand this with a little thought. You think you can defeat me by using tricks and poisoning? This method will never succeed, no matter how many times you try. Compared to you, I think even the squirrel Ratatosk is much more lovable. It's better to be pure, because a noble battle should not be mixed with futile and despicable means."

Currich pulled his hand away and tossed it aside like trash, since the rest was Fokin and Wuni's problem to deal with.

During this period, just as the Gluttonous Wolf said, the Fang Clan had already dealt with them countless times using underhanded methods. Kurich's approach to this was simply to kill. He killed relentlessly until the fairy's soul was no longer able to continue the next generation, and then he gave it to Wuni to wear down.

The Gluttonous Wolf was too lazy to eat anything from these fairies, because he found them repulsive.

“Miss Ash, your body’s instinctive reaction is just that—so-so.”

Ash could actually understand the meaning behind Kurich's words. Although he had learned the story of the magic most suitable for him from Novia, and had learned the Lance of Endless Might through magic, as well as how to create a mimicry of the Holy Sword using the Water Mirror...

Nevertheless, although he had a reason to fight, his will to fight was too weak.

If Curry had attacked him, he wouldn't have had time to react and would have collapsed immediately.

It's a bit scary.

The thought of dying at this moment filled her with fear.

However, after learning that Kurich simply disliked fairies just like her teacher, Ash felt she understood her actions.

“I am the master’s hunting dog, and there is absolutely no way I would lay a hand on you. But the fairies you want to save are another story. Because of their nature, I don’t have the fairy eyes, but I know that no matter how much favor you have done for them, or how much they loved you at the time, they are fairies. So it’s hard to say that they have the brain to think about this choice. Therefore, a small lie can destroy everything that you intend to build, Miss Ash…”

Curry slammed his leg into the ground.

"next batch."

Immediately afterwards, the next batch of Fang Clan members swarmed in, none daring to raise their heads to look at Kurich. Only after Kurich leaped back onto the city wall did they begin a new round of fighting.

Ash picked up the tree root in his hand and the weapons he had obtained from Paradise.

Looking up at the scenery outside, I saw sunlight spilling across the ground, the green forest a vibrant lush, and the sky above the mountaintop a dazzling blue.

"Kurich, if I do everything I can to eliminate any negative information that could bring malice, such as vested interests, discrimination, persecution, jealousy, or ridicule, will the fairies understand the beautiful future I want to build?"

The scorching sun was baking the city of the Fang Clan. Although they were being ordered to kill each other, Ash sensed that they had immense reverence for Kurich. In just a few days, Kurich had managed to subdue the vast majority of the Fang Clan's fairies by dominating rather than saving them with his gluttonous wolves.

"Malice will always exist, won't it? I remember that another of Master's apprentices also suffered a lot because of unreasonable malice."

"……another?"

Ash gently grasped the tree root. "What's it called?"

After Kurich said that, Ash felt that this disciple was probably the first disciple of Novia to say, "I hope you can be happy."

She's somewhat concerned about whether their relationship is the same as the one between Murlian and her teacher now.

“Ed—”

Edmund Dantès.

The sounds in this setting don't make people feel agitated; instead, they bring a sense of peace, with occasional bird calls adding to the atmosphere.

"teacher."

"Ah, it's the master."

Unlike Ash who bowed slightly, Kurich immediately knelt down beside Novia upon her arrival, just as he had done at the beginning, so that Novia could touch him. This was normal, since in Valhalla, Kiri and Kurich had been lying on either side of the High Throne, eating food fed by Odin.

After stroking Kurich's fluffy fur, Novia spoke to Ash, who had a look of great curiosity on his face.

"The world is full of malice, some with a reason, some without, simply because they are unhappy with something. Ash, you once saved the fairy village all by yourself, so you should understand that."

Upon hearing this, Ash trembled all over because of that feeling.

She understood, of course, that when Morse invaded, the fairies were filled with fear and dread. But after seeing her help, their gratitude quickly turned to hatred, and they became hostile towards her.

Why can this fairy defeat Morse, but I can't? Why does she have this power, but I don't?

So I will place magic on the stone and keep throwing it at her to influence her, forcing her to fail.

Why does this fairy dare to openly defy Morse when she should be as afraid as I am?

So I will burn her at the stake, and see her face turn pale with fear.

One "why" after another brought malice, perhaps out of the fairy's instinct to reject the fairies of the Paradise. But in fact, regardless of whether they are fairies of the Paradise or not, malice will still arise, it's just a matter of how quickly it happens.

In fact, fairies who have these thoughts are actually 'human', because most fairies simply 'disapprove of this behavior', even if the behavior is on the path to saving them, they just can't stand it.

Ash knew very well how difficult everything would be if he wanted to save everything.

The fairies she had helped would laugh at her, as if all the fairies in the world were mocking her laughter and the kindness she had shown.

Fairies, apart from the Rain Clan, seem to be creatures with no value for salvation. She doesn't think this idea is wrong, but because the wish from her childhood is still in her heart, harboring expectations and hopes for them, and the ideal of not letting Britain end and allowing it to have a new beginning.

Moreover, the teacher has said that he will always stand on the same side as me.

Yes, that's right.

This will surely save Britain.

So, she finally said this:

"I still want to try, teacher."

Looking at the ash tree, Novia's expression didn't change for a moment, after all, he understood the feelings of the fairies in the paradise.

So he patted Ash on the head.

"Then let's give it a try, Ash."

A few days later, at Novia's instruction, the Fang Clan, under the command of Kurich and led by Ash, headed to the territory of the Wing Clan.

If one had to choose, the most united of the remaining clans would probably be the Winged Clan, characterized by its 'gentleness'.

However, based on Rokuya Rin's behavior towards Cornunos and the priestess, this gentleness seems very subtle no matter how you look at it, and it may only be directed at the 'fairy' herself.

So when Novia had Ash lead the Kurich and the Fang Clan to attack the Winged Clan in order to make Murian the new patriarch, she still asked about it.

The little winged fairy chuckled.

"Why bother?"

"What are your thoughts, Murlian?"

While Novia was speaking, Murlian removed the gold ornament from her neck, shrinking it and placing it on her finger. She then took Novia's hands and placed them on her neck, indicating that she would only speak if violence was used.

For Murlian.

Like an unparalleled blessing.

How twisted this is—and there's absolutely no superfluous action.

"To gain the respect of the Winged Clan and have them bow down to me is actually quite simple. Because truly charismatic people can attract everyone to become genuine, fanatical believers simply through their own existence. I am Murian, who possesses extremely high Arian blood..."

The winged fairy is already mesmerized.

Her purple eyes now shone like fire, not gently burning like a campfire, but consuming everything, a flame solely for one person.

"...Why don't you take action?"

"Is this perfect for you?"

Upon hearing this, Murlian laughed, seemingly very happy, before wiping away her tears.

"However, the fact that he personally inquired about it is a bit too gentle, isn't it? It doesn't fit the definition of a strong person. Such behavior needs to be compensated for with more violent methods..."

Murlian chuckled, looking at Novia with utmost seriousness. "Deepen the bond? I didn't do that. The lower the better. If it's always low, people will hate it. There's no harm in it, right? Isn't that obvious? Even though you're my first and last, I'll still be lonely without you."

Novia looked directly into Murian's eyes:

"Take advantage of this atmosphere and say more."

"That's of course, love... Hehe, could it really be true?"

Murlian tilted her head deliberately, unable to stop, the emotions overflowing from her heart transforming into feigned words, "My heart is yours—"

“I will protect you. Although your personality is really terrible, I feel that guiding you when you are lost is one of my responsibilities now.”

Murlian fell silent for about ten seconds.

"Novia, you've been talking too much nonsense today!"

The winged fairy suppressed her nausea, a feeling of disgust and loathing towards the person she had fallen for.