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

The fairy soldier picked up his sword and approached step by step.

They are not creatures that can be understood using human thinking.

Pure good to the extreme, pure evil to the extreme.

They don't think about the consequences when they do things.

They don't even realize they are doing evil.

Even the slightest change in the external environment can easily alter their thinking.

Especially like this situation.

Birds with blue stripes perched on branches, watching the military camp like spectators.

The final chapter of the play will appear before her eyes.

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Well, it's a recreation of the fairy's true state...

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Chapter Forty: I Won't Save You [New Book! Please Give Flowers! Please Donate!]

A small number of the fairies who supported Du Wei have been poisoned.

The remaining majority of the garrison vowed to punish Duve and Bagst.

Bagst, whose anger was almost overflowing, swung his sword first.

How can I tolerate these guys getting close!

Boom!

A sword engulfed in jet-black flames slammed into the ground.

The closest group of fairies were blown to pieces, their blood instantly evaporated and solidified by the intense heat.

This still did not deter the garrison from retreating.

The fairies were also convinced of their evil because of this attack.

"Alas! Bagst killed the fairy with his own hands! She and Duve were indeed determined to betray us all along! The combination of a black dog and a filthy human! How shameless! It's simply unbearable to look at!"

The fairy, shocked and terrified, immediately took advantage of the situation.

Upon seeing the remaining bloodstains on the ground.

In the eyes of the fairies, this was a cruel and evil act.

Neither Duve nor Bagst deserves their love, much less their unquestioning obedience.

The shouts of killing and insults were like a flood.

The more Bagst refuted his claims, the worse he was portrayed.

These fairies are simply incomprehensible.

Only after tearing everything apart did they see the truth: the fairies had always regarded her as a calamity-like beast.

This is the only point that Bagst cannot refute.

She loathed her own gluttonous nature.

The fairies' words pierced my heart like sharp thorns, and an unspeakable sorrow spread through me.

I am definitely not some... black dog...!

Du Wei was not devoured by her theory of the survival of the fittest, and was able to prove that he was not an uncontrollable beast.

This love is proof that I am not a beast.

It deeply healed her.

Therefore, Bagst vowed not to let anyone harm Duve.

I've decided to fight for this beauty to the very end.

"Get out of my way! You are not allowed to come any closer!"

Bagst gritted his teeth and swung the fire blade down again.

The waves of flames formed walls that drew boundaries, but they still couldn't stop these fairy soldiers.

My mind and body have never felt so heavy.

She sensed that something had changed inside her.

These creatures before us are simply unreasonable and evil beings, beings that cannot be protected or saved.

She was making mistakes from the very beginning.

Tears flowed down, accompanied by the sorrow in my heart.

"Baghster, step back."

Amidst the chaotic sequence of sounds, a clear voice entered my ears.

Du Wei had already stood up.

For a moment, she felt like a little girl who had found a safe haven, and tears continued to flow uncontrollably.

Yes, she is really afraid of being alone.

She was afraid of losing Du Wei, afraid of her animalistic instincts flaring up, and afraid of no longer being herself.

“It’s not pretty to cry like that. A confident smile is the most beautiful thing, Bagst.”

Du Wei stepped forward and walked up to Bagst.

He knew the other person was sad.

This fear was evident in Bagst's swing of his sword.

She was not some fairy warrior who stood firm like steel.

The real Bagst was a little girl who was afraid of getting hurt.

In fact, she cries very easily.

Du Wei noticed several times that she was sobbing alone.

The reason is somewhat predictable.

Every time she made a move to get close, she would feel hungry, and she loathed this ugly and uncontrollable version of herself.

I feel like I shouldn't exist in this world.

She was undoubtedly noble among fairies.

“S-Sorry…”

"Hehe, let's talk later. I'll handle these guys. Just wait here for me."

"Um..."

Bagst nodded slightly.

Du Wei smiled gently.

When he turned to face the fairy, his expression changed, and there was no longer any smile in his eyes.

An intensely cold spiritual pressure emanated from him.

The flames burning on the ground suddenly went out.

The fairies tensed up.

They trembled with a chill emanating from their very souls, and even taking a single step forward was incredibly difficult.

The ouroboros, emerging from the darkness, stares at its prey.

It was Du Wei who made it.

Through the snake, one can see the lamentations of thousands upon thousands of souls, their tormented wails and inescapable eternal damnation stimulating consciousness.

It seemed that this was the end for the fairies.

Du Wei, the source of all the murderous intent, strolled up to them as if taking a leisurely walk.

Why is this human still able to move?

Didn't he cough up blood and become weak?

Some demons couldn't help but harbor such questions in their hearts.

Unfortunately, no one will answer these questions.

“You say I am evil? In fact, it doesn’t matter if you think so.”

Because I never trusted you from the beginning, nor did I intend to save you. Who told you to be so ugly and despicable?

The blade of the Sword of Domination burst into flames.

There's no need to transform to deal with them.