And there's the demon behind Yefrit.

Without exception.

Is it

Is God not on the side of truth, but on the opposite side of truth?

“Hahaha—” Roya laughed, his laughter filled with extremely complex emotions. After laughing, he looked at Yefrit, waiting for his answer.

Yefrit remained calm; he hadn't shattered his Dao heart or anything like that.

He held up one finger and said, “First, I’m different from you. I have no great ambitions and have never thought about where I want to go. Or rather, I just want to reach a point where I can enjoy myself without worry, and that’s enough.”

Roya's eyes widened slightly. At this point, Yefried had no reason to deceive him.

Has he never strived or worked hard for a goal?

Is it really possible that we've come to this point simply because we thought, "I've run into trouble, let's try a little harder to solve it?"

That one's own persistence

Roya had already suffered enough setbacks these past two days. The first was when he was reading Yefrit's notes, but at that time, he was still shocked and thought to himself, "This kid is a genius," and that was it. Until now, he suddenly felt a sense of despair.

Is the reason why I've walked my whole life without ever reaching the end simply because I'm not worthy?

Is this the level of intelligence that truly makes people reach the end?

Roya always considered himself a genius. He didn't think he was inferior to Zeref or the Kabbalah goddess; he just lacked a bit of luck.

But now, he finally realizes that what he lacks is... brains.

“Second,” Yefrit said, holding up a second finger, “there’s no going back, once you’ve come this far—”

"To grasp the truth."

"Eternal lifespan".

"Supreme power".

"All of this comes at a price—being inhuman."

“I’m not willing to pay that price, so I’ll never reach that level.”

Yefrit looked into the distance and said, "The secrets of this world are like a vast ocean. I just want to catch enough fish. I'm not that greedy to fish for sea monsters in the deep trenches."

“Anyway,” Yevlit laughed, “I’m afraid of heights.”

The Fairy Tail members looked at Yefrit, and Natsu put his arm around Lucy's shoulder, grinning with his big teeth showing.

Yefrit said, "If I go too high, I might lose a lot of things. I don't want to. I'd rather stay with everyone."

“Efrit, you bastard,” Erza smiled with satisfaction.

Yes.

Yefriede.

No matter how powerful he becomes, everyone knows his true nature.

lazy.

and also--

Possessing a sincere heart that loves and is loved.

Makarov looked at Yefrit with satisfaction. This was why he admired Yefrit: she used the most deceptive magic, appearing completely untrustworthy on the surface, yet maintaining the most sincere and pure heart.

“Third,” Yefrit said, holding up her third finger, “be sincere about your thirst for knowledge, Roya.”

"..." Roya gave a bitter smile.

Why does he study knowledge?

Because he wanted to live forever.

Why was Yevlit able to do better than him?

Because he wanted to learn.

He was tired of hearing this kind of motivational platitudes when he was a child.

Therefore, Yevlit's first two statements resonated with him, but he disagreed with her last few.

This is just the arrogance of a genius.

This guy.

Roya looked at Yefrit and suddenly felt relieved.

He is not omniscient or omnipotent; he also has blind spots and limitations in his thinking.

There are things about myself that he cannot see.

A smile crept onto Roya's lips as he thought mischievously: I won't tell Yefrit about this, because he'll eventually make a mistake because of this flaw.

"what--"

Suddenly, Yevlit pointed to the sky and shouted, "A huge cotton candy is flying in the sky!"

"Where?!" Natsu quickly looked up.

Some people were fooled, while others were not, but they all tacitly looked up at the sky.

'poof'

When Natsu heard the sound and looked down, he found that Roya was already decapitated.

"You bastard." Natsu walked over helplessly and punched Yefrit.

“Yeflit, what about her?” Happy asked curiously.

Everyone looked at Miss.1.

Miss.1 looked at Roya's corpse with a complex expression, but she shook her head and looked at Yefrit with expectant eyes.

“She seems to have a pretty good relationship with you,” Natsu said.

“But she’s the enemy,” Gray said.

“We don’t know what Yefrit’s decision will be,” Erza said.

“Yeflit,” Miss.1 said, jogging over. “Wait a minute.”

She turned and ran back to the base, then brought back a box.

It was the box she had taken out from under her bed to give to Yefritte when she was planning to run away.

She placed the box at Yefritte's feet and said, "Here you go."

After saying that, she suddenly pulled out a knife and slashed at Lucy next to her.

"You bastard!" Natsu and Erza were shocked and quickly stepped in to stop him.

Yefrit narrowed her eyes, about to unleash her magic.

But at that very moment, Miss.1 stopped and turned to approach Yefrit.

‘Paji’

She left some moisture on Yevlit's face.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"Hahaha—sneak attack successful!" Miss.1 laughed, turned and retreated rapidly, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"..." Yefried took out a handkerchief, intending to wipe away the drool.

"Cat Punch!!!"

Lisanna suddenly jumped out and punched Yefrit in the face, knocking him to the side where Mirajane caught him in her arms.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Brother Yefrit, I was going to wipe your face for you, but I think I used a little too much force, hehe!" Lisanna clenched her cat paw into a fist, placed it by her ear, squinted one eye, stuck out her tongue, and apologized with cute gestures.

"You clearly shouted 'fist'," Yefrit said, somewhat speechless. Just as he was about to rub his face, a fragrant handkerchief was placed over his face.

"Lisanna, be gentle when you wipe your face," Mirajane said with a smile.

"I understand," Lisanna said, looking relieved.

"."

Mirajane cupped Yefrit's face in her hands and gently wiped it with a handkerchief. Her expression was incredibly tender as she softly said, "Yeffrit, thank you."

Yefrit smiled back, feeling the softness of the brain pad. He unconsciously moved his head, and then Mirajane pushed him out of her arms.

"..."

"Speaking of which, is there anyone who can save me?" At this moment, Tiffany's weak voice came. She was lying on the ground, her face pale.

"You guys are injured, but I've been drained of blood!"

"twice!"

Tiffany complained.

"I'm so sorry, Miss Tiffany, I'll treat you." Wendy quickly ran to Tiffany.

"Brother Laxus, are you alright?" Lisanna ran over to check on Laxus. "You've coughed up blood."

"It's nothing." Laxus waved his hand, still sitting in his domineering posture.

'puff'

Emily slid down a wall, tilted her head, and closed her eyes.

“Emily!” Levy called out worriedly.

“Miss Emily is just too tired and has fallen asleep. Don’t worry, Miss Levy,” Asa explained.

"By the way... who are you?" Levy asked, looking at him.

“I am a demon created by Mr. Yefrit,” Azalea replied with a smile.

Laxus looked at Azazel's body, lost in thought.

“What should we do with this demon?” Makarov asked Yevlit.

Tomon was still lying on the ground at this time.

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