Type-Moon, a human love simulator

Chapter 41 Who is stronger than Kelar?
First, there is a voice full of pride and arrogance——

"My territory has 15,000 people. How can a small lord like you from a poor, cold and miserable place be compared with me?"

"Humph! So what if I have fifteen thousand people?" Another voice heard this and retorted disdainfully: "My territory has iron ore. How many lords in Britain are richer than me?"

"It's just some spare money. Without sufficient military force to protect it, what's the use of having more money?"

"If you have money, why worry about not having military power? What's more, I have the protection of His Majesty Vortigern! You know Vortigern, right? He has very few Celts under his command. I am the one who is highly valued by His Majesty Vortigern!"

"What kind of king is Vortigern? Besides, my father was once a court advisor to King Uther!"

"..."

"..."

Kelar looked up and saw two brightly dressed and handsome men arguing. They were both noble lords with very Celtic characteristics, with orange-red hair and freckles that symbolized pure blood.

In such a desolate mountain and wilderness, where few people go, there are actually people arguing.

This is not some glamorous aristocratic dinner that requires the nobles to bleed heavily or even sell their property to save face. This is a wilderness where no one has ever set foot.

At first, these two lords only compared their territories and properties, but later they began to compare their status, bloodlines, relationships, and even whether they could talk to the noble ruler...

In short, they were obviously two aristocrats with wealthy lives, but they ran to this uninhabited deep mountain forest and started to compare themselves inexplicably.

One of them was a rare Celtic lord under Vortigern, and the other was a vassal of King Uther. These two people belonged to different camps. Logically, they should have fought each other as soon as they met, but they just shouted and argued about who was stronger, but had no intention of taking action.

Seeing that the quarrel between the two was getting more and more intense, and even a strange pink color filled their eyes, Kelar frowned. Why did this pink light look more and more familiar?

It's Lee, Merlin! (Thick fog)
Of course Merlin would not do such a thing. It was so weird that there must be some evil spirit at work.

Altria frowned, her holy blue eyes filled with vigilance: "Kai, I feel something is wrong, be careful, it might be some strange monster!"

Altria's strength has not reached its peak, otherwise with her red dragon power at the top of the fantasy species, the three-eyed monster cat would have nowhere to hide from her.

But she is still very young now, and facing a beast that is at its peak and possesses the "Logic of Comparison", the only thing that Altria can use is her A-level intuition.

"Hehe~ Just a little kitty trick!"

People with weaker strength and perception cannot see what is happening here, but Kelar is different. Kelar, who once made the most terrible oath to restrain his own desires with his absolute true self and made the three great Geis, has his perception of the spiritual world raised to the highest level by the terrible oath.

In his eyes, the world is not just the colorful and graceful world seen by the naked eye, but also a deeper spiritual world. This world is gray and white, and only the colors reflected in the soul illuminate the gray world.

The naked eye could only see the two nobles arguing with each other, but in the spiritual world, there were three balls of color in front of the eyes. The two nobles only had very faint soul fire, and the intensity was very low, so they did not have the qualifications to become heroic units.

The small amount of green light represents good roots, while the large amount of red light represents sins.

It is very consistent with the aristocratic habits of this era. There is a little kindness, but not much!

Habitually doing evil is the norm. In addition to these two mediocre people, there is a third group of more dazzling souls, lying on a big tree on the side, licking the hair on the body with a pink little tongue elegantly and contemptuously.

The three-eyed strange cat, Cathy Palug, the immature fourth beast, the Beast who possesses the principle of comparison.

Of course, the current Cathy Palug is not yet worthy of being called a 'beast', and has not grown to the point where she can destroy humanity.

However, her distortion and "love" that is unbearable for humans has begun to descend upon the human world.

There is no doubt that Cathy Parug loves human beings, because comparison is human nature. Without human beings, comparison will be meaningless. As a beast of comparison, she loves human beings as a whole.

In other words, all Beasts are like this. They love the whole called "humanity", but this love, when it comes to a specific individual, is distorted enough to frighten people to the point of driving them crazy.

The strange cat was leisurely enjoying the comparison between the two people. As the comparison went on, the two became more and more enthusiastic.

Given the intensity of the argument, normally if it got to this point, they would have drawn their swords against each other. However, the two of them seemed to have forgotten everything else except comparison, and began to list in vain the ways in which they were better than the other.

This beast feeds on competition and growth, jealousy and regret among humans. It has the characteristic of being 'stronger than the other'. In theory, it is a beast of disaster that can never be defeated - Cathy Palug!

As long as people still have a comparative heart, and still have the jealousy and ambition that extend from comparison, the 'beast of comparison' can never be defeated!
Kelar was already tired of watching this farce. He pushed aside the weeds, looked at the kitten's curious eyes, and said, "Let me ask you, who is stronger than Kelar?"

Since neither of them can completely overwhelm the other in comparison, Kelar will come to end the war.

Who is stronger than Kelar?

"Kai...Kailar?"

The two nobles, who were fighting like bulls, suddenly stopped talking. Their eyes, which were filled with strange pink, regained some clarity. They said in unison, "Is it the saint Kelar who subdued 70,000 Ansars alone?"

"Yes, it's that Kailar." Kailar nodded with a clear conscience and said, "Let me ask you, who is stronger than Kailar?"

Even though they were bewitched by the 'Logic of Comparison', they still couldn't say why they were stronger than Kelar, so they could only bite the bullet and say: "No one is stronger than Kelar..."

"But it's enough for me to be stronger than him!"

Kelar, who wanted to put an end to the dispute between the two, was almost hurt by the second half of the sentence. He said directly: "I am Kelar! Well, even if you are stronger than the other party, so what? I am stronger than you!"

As these words came out of his mouth, Kelar's tenacious, flawless heart couldn't help but produce a slight wave, but this wave was very shallow, only causing shallow ripples in the lake of his heart, and was not enough to shake his mind or distort his thoughts.

Kelar easily calmed down the fluctuations in his heart.

The strange cat that had been lying down suddenly raised its head with an extremely excited expression. It was the first time that Kelar saw such a cute cat with such rich expressions on its face.

The pink in this strange cat's eyes became deeper, and it looked like it was well-fed and satisfied, and even stretched lazily.

Kelar, even just saying the 'reason of comparison' is enough to satisfy Him.

But unfortunately, she failed to absorb the emotions of competition and growth, arrogance and complacency from Kelar's heart. If she could absorb Kelar's emotions as food, her transformation into a beast would probably be faster, right?
(End of this chapter)