Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

But the Star Vanguard also felt lonely and empty because of this, because she learned what longing was—

So now, I yearn for the dream of another version of myself galloping across the grasslands, and I feel guilty for the many lives I have destroyed.

Machines that were originally created for destruction have instead gained "self-awareness," and therefore—

The giant, imprisoned in a dark dungeon for fourteen thousand years, felt the loneliness of eternity, and a faint hope stirred within him.

“I’m back, Attila.”

Just as the white-haired girl on Earth was about to begin a new round of contemplation, a figure suddenly pounced on her from behind, but in a mischievous way, putting his arm around her shoulder.

"Well, you're back."

The white-haired girl turned around and greeted the newcomer as if nothing had happened, then continued speaking slowly with her eyes narrowed.

“Avia, this time you brought back two people and a werewolf.”

131: Miss Half-Nightmare's Assistance

Avia was somewhat puzzled by Attila's claim of bringing back two men and a wolf.

The werewolf naturally refers to the Norse hero Simferi, while as for humans... Siegfried has already returned to the Rhine.

It might refer to Typhon, who transformed into armor, but there could only be one such person.

Although Avia couldn't figure out who the two people Attila was referring to were, she stopped thinking about it and decided to introduce Typhon first and then ask him.

"Although I welcome everyone you bring, and I'm glad that you'll make this place your home."

But before the silver-haired youth could speak, the white-haired girl spoke first.

She leaned against the wall with her arms crossed, her upper body slightly forward, looking up at Avia.

The young man was significantly taller than the white-haired girl, and despite the slight difference in height, his bloodshot eyes looked up at the blue eyes.

Looking at it this way, those blood-red eyes seemed to carry a hint of displeasure for some reason.

Attila continued in a sincere tone:

"But aren't you too late? Have you been alright lately? Are you cold? Luca said there's some kind of natural disaster and war outside. You shouldn't be injured, right?"

“Of course not.” Avia shook her head firmly. “After all, I defeated you fair and square, Attila. I won’t have any problems.”

But the white-haired girl didn't think so.

"...If it were before..."

Attila made a sound just like a child throwing a tantrum, which startled even herself.

“If it were before, I think you would have agreed with me because you couldn’t beat me, but things are different now.”

Therefore, I am very scared.

Because the last thing she said was so embarrassing, the white-haired girl reluctantly swallowed it back.

At first, Avia, who had come to this era, thought that Attila would be difficult to change.

The Yusei Vanguard, who destroys for the sake of destruction, is only focused on wielding her sword as a mind, relentlessly killing anything that stands in her way. She may be used to and indifferent to human death in the eyes of ordinary people, and she herself thinks so too.

How could I not care?

It is precisely because Avia cannot be indifferent—hopefully she is not living for the single purpose of fighting.

"What are you saying? We've known each other for so many years, don't worry, I promise you, I've always been like this."

The silver-haired youth smiled, and as a gesture of response, he picked up the God of War's sword that the girl had placed on the ground and earnestly handed it to her.

"Oh, right, I haven't introduced you yet. This is—"

Along with spoken words, he also murmured his thoughts to Typhon in his heart.

'Typhon, could you come out for a moment?'

In Attila's view, the red-haired girl next to Avia suddenly raised the corner of her single golden eye, glared at her, and then glared back at Avia.

Earlier, Typhon, who was still nagging as usual, saw Attila and, because of a certain repulsive aura about him, but considering her decent relationship with Avia, she barely suppressed her urge to attack and became silent.

Then Typhon Ephmelos was somewhat stunned, because in this place, this human was actually chatting and laughing with this strange human she was seeing for the first time.

Their relationship was so close that they could touch each other's bodies. In fact, the white-haired human smiled broadly and cared for each other without any barriers. In Typhon's eyes, the two of them had a kind of smile that was natural and expected.

He has never acted so recklessly in front of me, never gotten so close to talk to me, and never smiled at me with that kind of expression.

His expression was truly different; it was more casual, more relaxed, and more uninhibited... It felt like he wasn't being polite, or rather, there was no strange sense of protection. The girl felt that this human was speaking to the white-haired human she was meeting for the first time with a special attitude.

This made her feel extremely resentful.

Typhon felt he absolutely loathed this human who had liberated himself, though he didn't know why, but now it had reached the point of utter hatred.

Although he kept saying he wanted to eat him, Taizulong actually didn't want him to be eaten by him at all.

It's as simple as just finding a reason to convince yourself.

But humans will die sooner or later, so we can just wait until he dies.

This is how it should be, but the red-haired girl can't accept it.

I don't want to think about... that possibility—

Why is it that I can be with someone I don't even know...? I don't want to.

"Cheer up!"

"I do not want."

The sound of my own reflexive response... was just like that of a lost, unreasonable, and bewildered human being.

After saying those words, ignoring the embarrassment on his face, Typhon realized that these words were not spoken by a human, but by a fantasy species that had been living in a human body even longer than himself.

Back when she emerged from the volcano and followed this human, she discovered a humanoid fantasy species on the Rhine Gold, which was connected to her soul. However, she didn't think much of it at the time, and the fantasy species basically didn't speak, just silently watching. So, over time, she stopped paying much attention to it.

"It seems so." The white-haired, purple-eyed fantasy creature snorted, then smiled and continued, "That human had a strange aura, almost as if he had timed it perfectly to disrupt your plans at the most inconsiderate moment, but is it really alright if you don't show up? Did the Greek Primordial Dragon just give up like that?"

"...Who are you? Why are you acting so familiar? I might kill you if you're not careful."

"Waaaah, look at the color of my hair, and it's been on him for so long..."

Her pair of purple eyes sparkled with delight, like a kitten seeing a little mouse in front of it.

"Ok?"

“I am his sister who passed away a long time ago. I have been watching over him and searching for a lover for my brother.”

Seeing this humanoid fantasy creature's malicious smile, Typhon suppressed his urge to kill. Her attitude of randomly looking for people to amuse herself and obviously talking nonsense inexplicably annoyed him... but he also felt that it wasn't impossible.

"This is really bad. We have a competitor now. That person is our childhood sweetheart, but Typhon, you've been following them for so long, can't you at least tell them your name?"

"........I don't want to."

"How should I put it... you're in a human state right now, too."

The white-haired fantasy creature sighed, seemingly feeling helpless.

"?"

"What I mean is, these kinds of creatures always inexplicably love to put on a brave face when faced with this kind of situation."

Suddenly, the fantasy creature raised one eyebrow, and for some reason, its eyes shone with smugness.

"To move forward, one needs scenery worthy of it; the road ahead will be a path of help and companionship... In short, keep going, I'm always watching!"

"...Okay, then."

Typhon, who was about to reveal his human form, looked back at her and saw the humanoid fantasy with bright purple eyes smiling gently.

132: Even the most youthful and innocent feeling can become tiresome if consumed in excess.

“My name is Typhon Evermelos, yes, yes—”

"This aura... are you a dragon like Zme Gorinich?"

Typhon originally intended to be tough and indifferent, but when she looked directly at the white-haired human named Attila, she truly felt a terrifying aura watching her from a distant place.

A chill ran through my body, and a shiver ran down my back.

But she quickly realized that it wasn't herself, but rather the power of Zeus that she had once stolen, manifesting as an uncontrollable defensive urge.

It was as if if this person just stayed there slowly, the entire field of vision would turn into a pure white expanse... The red-haired girl had this illusion.

"No, I am, ah, no..." Typhon, who had initially appeared indifferent, suddenly became weak and stammered, "I am not Zeus, I am not a Greek god, please, no, don't kill me..."

"Avia, this situation..."

The white-haired girl blinked, as if to say that she really hadn't done anything and had inexplicably become like this.

Avia noticed that Typhon couldn't even lift his head when he saw Attila, and guessed the reason. Perhaps it was because the terror left by the giants to the Greek gods more than 10,000 years ago was too profound, causing Typhon, who had stolen Zeus's blueprints and gained power, to feel fear as well.

However, speaking of the Titans, he recalled that when he met Odin before, he heard him say that the seal on the moon had somehow been broken.

In other words, Selhufa might reappear... Although Avia promised Odin that she would handle it herself, who in this era could possibly go to heaven, let alone reach outer space?

So Avia can only hope that the alien key in the Colossus ruins in the Alps of Western Europe might allow him to travel to the moon in this era.

Alien Keys are alien objects that have existed in the Type-Moon universe for a long time. Although they are of the same nature as the Wandering Stars, their essence is the same as the 'Guiding Force' that Attila and Emperor Calth felt before their deaths.

Charlemagne in the Type-Moon universe encountered the alien key in the ruins of the Colossus during his travels, witnessed Attila's life, and learned of his destiny to unify Western Europe.

Furthermore, considering that Archimedes in FEXL analyzed the alien bond and stated that it was harmless to MC, and that the monarchy specifically for Yusei was not activated as a result, it is unlikely to be something from Yusei.

However, given that the "guiding force" allowed Charlemagne to see his destiny to unify Western Europe, it is not difficult to deduce that the extraterrestrial key is a kind of existence similar to the will of the planet. In other words, perhaps the guidance that Attila transformed into the "Scourge of God" and severely damaged both Eastern and Western Rome was a necessary matter.

Moreover, the world that Emperor Karl the Great longed for was a system in which all human values ​​were integrated, which is no different from the materialized Alaya... And the Assimilation of the Voice is a special skill of the Alien Key. It is because the Alien Key transforms Emperor Karl the Great's original 'leadership charisma' into a powerful assimilation ability, assimilating the 'spirit' and 'soul' of the follower, making them submit. Unlike 'brainwashing', it does not change the values ​​of the assimilated.

Previously, the reason why Avia had not gone to the giant ruins in the Alps was because he was worried that his premature contact might cause some kind of impact. However, after learning about the early descent of Qihuang and the possibility that the giant might break the seal, he no longer cared.

However, Avia felt it was better to wait a while, since returning and leaving again would probably not be good for Attila.

Then, looking at the red-haired girl who seemed much weaker, Avia smiled gently, the same smile she had given Attila earlier.

"Typhon, why are you so scared all of a sudden? You are the progenitor of the Greek dragon, the ancestor of all demons. Speaking of which, Attila was the one who lost to me."

"really."

The white-haired girl spoke coldly and clearly, without any hesitation.

For some reason, the red-haired girl was startled and froze.

"...Of course I don't have it, how could I possibly have it?"

"Really? So everything that just happened was fake?"

"Who would honestly tell you this human?"

Coming to his senses, Typhon, arms crossed, struck a pose and said, naturally, the silver-haired youth's smile deepened.

"By saying that, you're essentially admitting it. Besides, you've never referred to yourself as 'I' before. Why are you suddenly doing this?"

"Huh... Ah!"

Typhon realized what was happening and covered his mouth with both hands. Perhaps because he couldn't find any explanation, the girl sulked with a sullen face.

But Avia pressed his advantage without any apparent concern.

"I remember you said you were going to eat me? But it seems impossible now."

"...Ugh, you humans are the worst! I'm going to eat you sooner or later!"

Although the red-haired girl was gritting her teeth, she was also aware that the tension she felt had subsided unconsciously.

"It's obvious that you're doing better, Tiphon."

To Typhon's surprise, Attila was the first to laugh this time.

"Although I don't know what Avia said to you, whatever it is, I think we will help you, since Avia promised you."

The white-haired girl's smile was extremely sincere.