I, the Masked Swordsman, started my journey through a Lostbelt.

There's no need to work like the Earth Clan, no need to fight like the Fang Clan, and no need to study like the Winged Clan.

There is no need for the kind of dedication required by the Mirror Clan.

They are fairies whose existence is valuable.

This is the conclusion of the Wind Clan.

The wind fairy at the apex of this conclusion is Aurora.

She doesn't want to become outstanding; she doesn't want to work hard or grow.

Because she herself is a so-called finished product.

To become "the most dazzling thing" is her desire as a fairy, and also the only love in Aurora's heart.

Throughout history, the Wind Clan has been known for its terrifying intelligence control.

Aurora had heard far too much about Duvey.

"The calamity in southern Britain has been quelled by the fairy knights. Presumably, His Majesty Morgan will then send him north. That will be the final battleground for the calamity..."

Aurora's face lit up with joy as she thought about it.

I already have a plan for the next step in mind.

“Let part of the Salisbury garrison follow along. Since Lord Black Dog has helped Salisbury, I, on behalf of the Wind Clan, should lend them a hand.”

"Yes, but are we really going to send troops to the Northern Fairies? Lady Aurora, they might not appreciate it..."

The wind fairy had some doubts.

From ancient times to the present, southern fairies and northern fairies have had a bad relationship.

There were even several wars during the Fairy Era, and things only calmed down during the current Queen Era.

There is still a divide between the southern fairies and the northern fairies.

This is almost to the point of being a blood feud.

Even time can hardly smooth it over.

"It's alright, even if the northern fairies are like this, I will still care for them. If hatred is maintained, there will be no true peace. It's time for the northern and southern fairies to put down their hatred. In the face of calamity, every fairy should unite."

Aurora spoke in a very gentle tone.

There was not a trace of discrimination or prejudice against the northern fairies, and the holy radiance they exuded was dazzling.

The wind fairy was deeply moved by this.

Lady Aurora is such a radiant fairy.

By this time, news of Salisbury sending reinforcements had spread.

Many fairies praised Aurora for her kindness and tolerance.

She was praised for setting aside the long-standing feud between the demons of the North and South and extending a helping hand.

She added that she was a clan chief who truly cared about the future of Britain.

Inside the barracks...

Du Wei also received the order to mobilize troops.

Morgan finally sent him north to eradicate the calamity, saying that once he had resolved the matter, he could return to the capital to report back.

To summarize the message:

"After that, we can move north to fight them. I haven't been there much, but the Mirror Clan is probably the closest to there, right?"

Du Wei examined the map of the Fairy Kingdom.

Clara, who was standing beside him, showed him the way and explained the general situation in the north.

Bagst stared intently at Du Wei.

The image of Du Wei wielding his sword on the battlefield lingered in her mind.

Looking at it up close now, I can't help but let my imagination run wild.

In the past four months, she has not had many close encounters with Du Wei, but the novelty of each encounter has not diminished.

This plan aims to better launch the offensive.

Unfortunately, the opportunity has been delayed.

There was so much to do on the Salisbury front that Duve simply dumped it all on her and Clare.

They said they wouldn't be responsible for anything other than fighting.

He's a perfect example of a hands-off manager.

"...Hmm...human bodies are taller than I imagined...like a dog with its back arched...human anatomy is really interesting..."

Bagst stared at Duve and muttered to himself.

There was no contempt in those words.

Most members of the Fang Clan look like canines, so her saying this actually shows that she still considers Du Wei a close person.

It was impossible for Du Wei not to notice that intense gaze.

But he couldn't say anything.

"...Lord Du Wei must be incredibly sturdy...I really wish I could chain him up..."

Bagst looked quite excited, the chains wrapped around his right hand making a rustling sound.

Du Wei's lips twitched as he listened to what she said.

"Bagust, do you have sadistic interests? Let me make this clear beforehand, I'm not a masochist."

"Um, sorry! I was just looking you up and down because I had nothing better to do. Please don't take what I said to heart!"

Bagst explained with a shy and flustered expression.

She never expected that she would be unable to help but speak her mind again.

After observing closely, I couldn't help but say it; the eagerness in my heart had been so strong.

I don't know whether to describe it as a straightforward personality.

Or is it better to be honest?

In private, Bagst is basically in "princess mode".

He has lost some of his heroic spirit and gained more of his dignified elegance.

"Your horns were broken off during the battle, weren't they? Do you feel any discomfort anywhere?"

Du Wei asked her with some concern.

During the battle, he saw that Bagst had bled a lot from breaking his horn.

"It's alright, it will recover in a while. Do you want to see my horns?! If so, then there's no problem! Please, please enjoy your viewing!"

Bagst blushed, looking like he was ready to be picked at will.

She even lowered her head to let Du Wei get closer to her tentacles.

Du Wei hesitated for a moment as he reached out his hand.

It felt like she was committing a crime, especially with her luscious, flushed face...

This is just to take a look at the antennae, nothing else!

Yes, I'm a respectable person.

There is no woman in my heart, so I draw my sword to the God of Nature.

I was simply concerned about Bagst.

Du Wei firmly believed in his own words.

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"Cough cough."

A cough came from the other side.

That was Clara, who had been standing silently to the side the whole time.

A hint of jealousy could be seen in his sharp gaze, and the air was filled with a slightly pungent smell of gunpowder.

"Hum~"

Du Wei subconsciously withdrew his hand.

He immediately put on an indifferent expression.

"Well...."

Bagst shrank back as if his tail had been stepped on, a faint blush still lingering on his cheek.

This left Clara even more speechless.