Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

"They are utterly untrustworthy, extremely unreliable, and highly swayed by their own emotions. They often act on their own initiative, driven by irrational and mad impulses. Like irrational wild beasts, they have no sense of right or wrong. They are untrustworthy and unrestrained by any religion or belief."

Simply put, people today have a concrete imagination of the Hunnic people, a kind of construction from the other.

Even so, Siegfried didn't really care whether the Huns were wild or not. After all, he was still in a state of 'having no interest in anything, but since I've accepted the commission, I'll do it,' and hadn't yet found his true purpose in life.

"But that's true. If Avia hadn't said it herself, probably no one would have known you were Hunnic."

Siegfried shifted his gaze from the blazing campfire to Avia, whose skin color was completely different from that of the average Hun.

"Because I was adopted, it's normal for things to be different. And the Huns don't have a very good reputation. They're said to be all wicked barbarians, which is pretty much true. They all have the intention to harm others and exterminate them, and the intention to make their own side rich and prosperous."

Siegfried listened quietly without frowning or showing any surprise.

"To invade others for one's own benefit is indeed evil, and from a human perspective, it would be categorized as 'ugly' behavior. I would say that my best option is to break away from them and join the side that is truly suitable for me..."

Avia crossed her arms slightly, leaned her body against the sturdy tree, closed her eyes to rest, her expression as gentle as ever, as if it could encompass everything.

Indeed, his strikingly different skin color caused him some minor trouble among the Hunnic tribes over the past decade or so.

But the problem isn't actually that big; they're just kids who like to compare themselves to others. He'll beat them up a few more times and they'll all be convinced.

"However, since I was adopted by them, I can never forget their kindness to me—"

The fire licked the firewood, crackling and popping. The flames rose and fell, as if telling their story to the night sky. In the firelight, the firewood was dyed orange-red and emitted a faint woody fragrance, which mingled with the surrounding grass and wood scents to create a unique nighttime atmosphere.

He opened his deep blue eyes and pointed a finger at the star-studded night sky. The image of the white-haired girl, her lonely blood-red eyes, flashed through Avia's mind. A slight smile played on her lips as she spoke:

"Moreover, even those who are labeled as having an inherently evil will are fellow human beings who can confide in each other, and they fight for the prosperity of their people. They don't want to give up anything, and they even want more... This is exactly what the living should have, a strong desire so greedy that it makes people cheer with delight. Right?"

"In other words, I, as one of their kind, am now also someone born with an evil will."

The firelight danced on the silver-haired boy's face, outlining a golden contour.

For some reason, Siegfried felt that fourteen-year-old Avia was someone older than himself, who was already eighteen. His face was young but sharp, and his unique demeanor could be felt in his words and actions. Moreover, he had an unwavering goal.

But Siegfried had a feeling that no matter how great the honor Avia gained or how glorious the path she took, she would abandon it all for no reason, and just continue on like this without caring.

In a boundless world of light, on that narrow, dark, and dangerous road, keep walking.

Normally, since Avia has said this, those who normally accept the Christian faith in the Western Roman Empire should choose to stay away. But if that were the case, it wouldn't be Siegfried, since he is still very empty inside.

Siegfried, still unaware of his true dream, and someone who excessively disregards his own life, his own wishes, and, more importantly, his own desires, finds his resolve growing stronger the moment he sees Avia.

Even so, I still want to be friends with you, Avia.

However, Siegfried felt a little embarrassed to say it right now, so he could only calmly say it in his usual tone:

"Despite the seemingly malicious words you've spoken, I still believe you are a person who shines with justice."

Siegfried gently touched his chest, the spot where the leaf he had just received from Avia had rested. Unlike his usual words of comfort, this was a sincere thought.

Under the firelight, the surrounding scenery became even more mysterious and enchanting. The branches and leaves of the trees swayed gently in the breeze, as if paying homage to the campfire. The distant mountains, illuminated by the moonlight, appeared exceptionally tranquil and profound. The light of the campfire and the moonlight intertwined to create a picturesque scene.

Avia laughed at Siegfried's reply.

“Come on, Siegfried, let’s go slay the dragon together, Fafnir, on the Rhine.”

He stopped laughing and continued speaking with a smile, his blue eyes, as blue as the deep blue ocean, standing out so brightly against the backdrop of the flames.

"That's exactly what I've been aiming for. What a coincidence! But Avia, were you also commissioned to slay the dragon?"

"No, it was my personal decision."

"is it?"

"Yes, Siegfried, you also need to make decisions that are only your own."

093: Regarding the possibility of contacting known machine remains

In complete darkness, where sunlight from the Rhine River can barely reach, lies the deepest part of the seabed.

The waves come and go, go and come again, their endless repetitions reflected in my blurry vision.

Because photosynthesis cannot occur at the bottom of rivers, many organisms have lost their chance of survival. Nevertheless, theoretically, the variety of fish here is still quite rich, which can be said to be a manifestation of the terrifying mystery of the sea.

However, Avia and Siegfried, now submerged in the ocean, should not have been able to see anything in this dark place, but a golden light was shining, just like there was a mirror image of the sun in the sky at the bottom of the Rhine River.

Therefore, they saw a creature with an extremely dark appearance, and an immense magical power rushed towards them like a tangible hot wind, a heat wind that was completely different from the familiar sunlight.

An enormous dragon, eighty meters long and emitting a foul stench, lurked at the bottom of the Rhine River, its eyes closed as if in hibernation, clutching a huge gold nugget tightly.

The mere existence of that place was like an explosion, sending wave after wave of heat. Even with the aid of magic, the human body was inadvertently burned.

It is through this ability to spontaneously generate barrier-like magic that Guan possesses a top-tier fantasy species that is unmatched by humans, the most powerful monster in the world, an absolute fantasy, a dragon species.

A dwarf who killed his father out of greed caused a dragon phenomenon, becoming the evil dragon Fafnir.

"That's Regin's brother, the one who asked me to kill the dragon...?"

"Yes, a dragon formed from extreme greed."

Avia nodded.

Judging from the adventure storyline of the second generation, whether it was after the end of the Age of Gods or before it ended, the dragons on earth were all manifested due to the dragon factor. Their origin was Typhon, the ancestral dragon of Greece. These monsters were created by Gaia's desire for revenge and can be said to be the source of the dragon species in the Western world. Even the Norse pantheon, which shared Europe with the Greek pantheon, could not escape it.

However, just as the Greek gods were all mechanical gods, Typhon also had a mechanical body. But like Set and Osiris, his divine body or fragments were used for experiments by the magicians of the Wandering Sea, the immortals of the Mountain Court, and the alchemists of the Atlas Academy.

The fragments of Typhon were devoured by Bai Ruolong, one of the protagonists in the second adventure. Bai Ruolong's true identity is Zagreus, the Greek god of rebirth, the prince of the underworld, the first god of wine, the child of Zeus and Hades. After his death, he was reborn after Zeus ate his heart and a woman. As the god of wine, he became part of the Macedonian faith and the patron god of Macedonia.

He has also transcended the texture and fallen into the human world, truly walking on the earth as a god... This is the real example of a god who doesn't count as a god.

However, the children of Zeus and Hades... the Greek pantheon remains as chaotic as ever.

Even Avia, who had once received the power of all of Rome, couldn't help but sigh, thankfully he had been blessed by a Roman pantheon that had changed its name.

Perhaps because of the full authority of Rome, Avia seems to be able to slowly make contact with the only thing she knows, the Luna mech, which should still be located outside the planet. However, after more than ten years, it has only progressed from 0 to 10.

Unfortunately, Mars's mech is on its way to Japan, otherwise he would like to make contact with it. He prefers the red robot to the railgun used for ground attack.

"Extreme greed? He killed his father because of desire. Although the chances of victory were slim, it was an evil that had to be killed. In any case, I will never forgive evil, as long as my values ​​have not deviated."

Faced with such a terrifying enemy, even though Balmunk in his hand possessed the attributes of the demonic sword Gram from the origin, Siegfried could not be certain that he could achieve a complete victory. His chances of winning against Fafnir were 80/20, with Siegfried at 80% and Fafnir at 20%.

but--

"Siegfried, what are your thoughts on defeating Fafnir?"

Avia turned to Qigefei and said.

He now holds an ordinary spear in one hand and an ordinary sword in the other. One of his hands emits a faint glow—the light of magic. This is the magic he has cast to shield the two of them from each other's presence... He used the same magic to infiltrate the Library of Alexandria underwater.

As for how Siegfried defeated Fafnir in Type-Moon, even Siegfried himself was unaware of it; it was as if he had been inexplicably killed before he even realized what was happening.

However, judging from Sigurd's actions in the Norse mythology, it's probably something like crouching in a pit at the bottom of the sea, waiting for Fafnir to come along, then stabbing her and killing her...

"No."

Siegfried answered immediately.

"Really? Although I don't intend to force you, this is the first time we've teamed up under these circumstances, and we might hesitate at a crucial moment. Depending on the situation, this hesitation could lead to death, so I still want to hear your true thoughts."

Avia's voice remained unchanged, still reaching the silver-haired youth.

Although Fafnir is indeed a bit of a problem for Avia right now, he has at least fought alongside the strongest dragon on the planet, so he is naturally confident. But since he has decided to fight alongside Siegfried, necessary communication is still required.

"It's not that I'm not afraid; on the contrary, I'm even a little terrified. I can see that Fafner is much stronger than me. I feel that my chances of winning are only 20%."

The great hero, who has yet to slay the dragon, frankly admitted.

"However, I believe that with Avia and me together, the chances of victory are 100%, there is absolutely no possibility of losing, and we will definitely defeat Fafner."

Siegfried's resolute words were like a sharp sword piercing his own chest, sounding so sincere.

"I understand. It seems that doubting your awareness was my mistake. Please forgive me."

"I'm sorry for causing you trouble, Avia. I'm the one who should be apologizing."

"Actually, I was just saying it casually... Okay, it's about time, let's get ready."

Avia took a breath, turned her gaze to Fafnir, the evil dragon embracing the Rhine Gold in the distance, and ended their conversation.

"This is my first time slaying a dragon."

next moment.

From the gun and sword in Avia's hand, a magic circle burst forth, accelerating like a vortex, while the surrounding seawater seemed to be sucked into the weapons.

Immediately, blue and red magical light shot out like bullets.

094: Leave it to me, Rheinmetall

A staggering missile swept across the very bottom of the Rhine River, a red and blue vortex like bullets.

Such astonishing magical power led people to mistakenly believe that the essence of a dragon had appeared in this sea area. The violent and brilliant light, with its ever-accelerating magical power, transformed into destructive particles, annihilating everything in its path.

"Roar!"

Awakened by the unexpected attack, Fafnir roared, accompanied by a rumbling sound. It pounced on the two of them with incredible speed, its sharp jaws trying to devour them.

Its eighty-meter-tall body was so enormous that Avia had to look up at it. Its roar shook his eardrums and lungs violently, but its enormous size made it an easy target.

Dragons have a strong resistance to magic; any magic projected onto them is ineffective. It is said that even magic from the Age of Gods can be ignored. Although it can actually cause physical damage to the body, the body can regenerate almost instantly.

Avia stood alone before Fafnir, barely managing to stop the frenzied attack of the powerful fantasy creature with just her bare arms.

A top-tier fantasy species that roars with its central part, which can be described as the heart of a magic furnace, possesses extraordinary power. For humans and dragons, it is simply a clash of forces.

After all, in his opinion, Fafnir's strength was still far inferior to Attila's when he was in a state of 'displeasure' and rage.

Seeing that her attack had been blocked, Fafnir roared in fury once again.

Avia, wielding a gun and sword, slashed through its thick skin with a single thrust. Despite its incredibly tough armor, which could withstand both physical and imaginary attacks and was impenetrable even by arrows capable of cutting through iron like mud, the sword still managed to cut through it, even drawing blood.

However, it regenerated in an instant—but this was exactly what Avia had anticipated.

As Avia's gunshot signaled, Siegfried flew along the dragon's head from its tail, repeatedly slashing at Fafnir with Balmonk.

The dragon immediately switched its target to Siegfried on its own body and began preparing to attack.

In an instant, Avia adjusted her stride and kicked Fafner in the stomach, using the kick to propel herself high into the air.

This shortened the distance between them, allowing him to reach Fafnir's head. The oppressive aura around him intensified, and he hurled a longsword bursting with dense magic power, slicing through space like a sword, ultimately piercing one of Fafnir's eyes.

Even though it could recover instantly, its enormous size still left it in a dilemma. However, the intense pain drove the evil dragon into a frenzy, determined to bite the human in front of it to death. So it roared and rampaged wildly, continuously shooting a huge stream of magical heat towards the location.

Avia ran around it to avoid being hit by the magical beams, but within seconds, the edges of his clothes were hit by the heat rays several times.

But as long as their bodies were alright, it didn't matter. The two of them repeatedly attacked the evil dragon from the front and back.

And so, the dragons with their powerful defenses were then subjected to what seemed to be an endless wave of swords and spears sweeping over their bodies.

After the two strikes, he immediately followed up with three simultaneous thrusts to the head, stomach, and back, accompanied by three resounding impacts. Before the sounds completely subsided, four more slashes struck Fafnir: six thrusts and ten slashes...

The speed of destruction even surpassed the speed of recovery itself. The dragon's ribs were shattered, its internal organs were damaged in several places, its posture was deformed, and its body was trembling. Fafnir, whose mind was originally filled with greed and madness, had the thought that 'I am going to die'.

It did not go mad again, nor did it tremble at the intense death before it. Its eyes lost their former ferocity, replaced by a deep sorrow and helplessness.

The dwarf who killed his father out of greed, became a dragon, and drove away his brother, finally met his just end.

Moreover, the two people who came to kill him were also destined to become unhappy, just like him.

"This treasure is cursed, and you will be just like me."

The dragon, already on the verge of death, uttered these words with great interest.

In the brief moment it uttered those words, Avia and Siegfried stood side by side, the youth raising a golden, radiant magic sword, while the boy extended an ordinary spear.

"I understand, Fafnir."

"This is a just act."

As the words of slaying were spoken, gold and silver light flashed, then passed through the flickering deep blue magical light on the evil dragon's chest.

A brief silence fell over the very bottom of the Rhine, as the dragon's massive body trembled on the ground, each tremor seemingly moving the Rhine itself.

The moment the evil dragon was killed, its body began to emit a strong light, and within that light, one could see its scales trembling slightly.

At the moment of the dragon's death, the dragon blood released from its chest overshadowed the brilliance of the surrounding Rhinegold.

Thick, hot dragon blood gushed out, seemingly about to stain the surrounding seabed red, but it quickly dissipated because no one was there to bear it.