<h4>Chapter 102 [8th Round] The First Spirit</h4>
That was a spirit in a female form that had substance. It had two pairs of wings like dragonflies’ on its back, its ears were pointy like fairies’. But it’s chest wasn’t t.
And there was a crucial difference.
Spirits didn’t need to cover their genital with underwear since their sex didn’t show clearly on the outside whether they were female or male.
Because theyid eggs like birds.
Spirits were spected to have an organ called ‘cloaca’ in which their genitals and anus werebined.
Why it was a spection, was because I had never dissected spirits before.
? Request: please don’t do it even if you have the chance to……
Miss Trainee Teacher. The development of the human race started from curiosity. Keep that in mind.
? Sigh: in this world there are also truths that are better unknown. If the noble image of spirits is ruined, the childhood innocence of the innocent fantasy children would also be broken.
Ah! I remember something from the past that you mentioned childhood innocence.
There was a time when I stopped eating eggs for a while after finding out about cloaca from a documentary. I felt nauseous just by looking at eggs and dishes with eggs in them.
But it didn’tst long.
Bread, mayonnaise, steamed eggs, omelette rice, egg rolls……
My appetite won against my aversion.
“You over there… you’re the heroing to save me right? Aren’t you looking at me like some delicious chicken…?” The spirit looked at me with an anxious look in its eyes.
The First Spirit in the center of the underground za, the spirit closest to being nature incarnate, was definitely different. I was sure it had vaguely read my thought of dissecting spirits.
“First, introduce yourself.” I decided to hear it first before I made a decision.
“Yes. I’m the First Spirit born in the ancient Fantasia world. Land, fire, wind, water, heart —you can say I’m like the mother of the five Spirit Kings who control each of these five kinds of spirits.”
“So you’re saying you’re an auntie.”
“… hearing you say something like that makes me want to hit you if only my body was free.”
The First Spirit was a bit bigger than my arm. Of course, I wasn’t talking about an ordinary 3 year-old’s’ arm. I was 3 years old under the Empire Resident Registration Act (I made it.), but my build was simr to an adult.
Still that didn’t change the fact that the spirit was small.
The spirit’s body was chained up with the devil’s chains. Not only its arms and legs but also its body.
Except for its oval face, that looked like it was around 16 years old, its whole body was set so that it couldn’t make even the slightest move.
I extended my hand out.
“Oh! Spirits can be touched.”
Poke poke.
It was said that only those with pure heart could touch spirits. But I didn’t believe it. Because so far I hadn’t been able to just touch them, I could also cut them up with skills.
But I decided to believe it starting from today.
Poke poke!
The First Spirit that Mr Hero with a pure and innocent heart touched was very fluffy.
“… I’m not sure if human culture has changed over the years, but don’t they usually call this sexual harassment?”
“I’m 3 years old.”
So it’s legal.
“First Spirit. How did you get captured here? And who’s that fairy?” Lanuvel asked useless questions to the spirit.
“Such a good question, cute youngdy. Self-proimed 3 years old Mr Hero, isn’t asking these questions the normal thing to do instead of kneading a spirit you saw for the first time? Or am I being overly sensitive because I don’t know about the trends andmon sense these days?”
“You’re the normal one! Lanuvel can guarantee that.”
“Fiuuh! It’s a relief. Anyways, I’ll answer your questions. That fairy Mr Hero knocked over a little while ago is the wife of the 3rd Fairy King.”
…The 3rd Fairy King?
The words piqued my interest. So I stopped poking at the first spirit with my finger and asked,
“By any chance, are you talking about the unfortunate Fairy King who loves young humandies’rge breasts?”
I still couldn’t believe it, but Boss K whom I met at the Hero Festival introduced himself as the 3rd Fairy King.
He described the human city as heaven…
“Technically speaking, he didn’t like his t species…… oh?! How did 3 years-old Mr Hero know that?! The fact that the 3rd Fairy King hated his own species must’ve been twisted and known as the opposite though.”
“I’m kind of amazing.”
“The new Mr Hero has a lot of secrets…”
The first spirit kept on exining,
“The 3rd Fairy King was a freak with an unfortunate preference like you said, but he’s a great king who had built the country to be country-like by uniting the fairy species that used to live with difficulty as tribal existences before then.”
“Hee~ what’s the rtionship between you two?”
“We were friends. So please refrain from imagining weird things! There would be no way it could get into this small body!”
“I didn’t say anything.”
“Ah?!”
The best achievement the 3rd Fairy King had was to be friends with the First Spirit.
A long time ago.
The born-timid fairies were a weak species that had no strength except for living long.
As baseless rumors spread —like you will be rejuvenated if you sleep with a fairy and you will live long healthily if you drink fairy blood— they started to randomly get hunted by humans. Persecution they used to face from human females who were jealous of fairies’ beauty and youthfulness was especially severe.
The reason?
Because fairies were weaker than humans.
Reproductivity rates of fairies with a long lifespan was extremely low ording to thew of nature, and it wasn’t like they were born powerful like a monster either.
The fairy poption as a whole gradually became older since the rate of the newer generation being born couldn’t keep up with the rate of the hunting.
Experienced fairies were naturally in charge of crucial roles. They passed the dangerous outside activities on to the young ones.
As a result, the young fairies thatcked experience and were careless easily got hunted by humans and monsters.
Fairies’ best strength was their lifespan, but they couldn’t use it at all. Let alone using it, it became their weakness.
“We helped the fairies.”
The spirits assisted the fairy species who used to live like stupid primitives. The First Spirit, who had be friends with the 3rd Fairy King, asked its future generations to help the fairies.
The fairies stopped being the weak ones since then.
‘Elementalist’, stronger than most wizards but extremely rare, was established as amon job for fairies.
The condition to be an Elementalist was very strict andplex.
A pure heart that loves nature!
For this reason, it was a problem too after bing an Elementalist. Because they couldn’t mobilize spirits to take lives or destroy terrains. Elementalists became useless since it was impossible to partake in war this way.
But fairies were different.
“It wasn’t an innocent agreement, huh?”
“Yes. For the friend that always annoyed me while touching my breasts, I asked the future generations a quite unreasonable favor. Looking back now, he was a wicked friend. But if we see him from the fairies’ point of view, he was with no doubt a great king.”
The spirits that the fairies summoned could be used in wars.
The fairies, that won in wars with the help of spirits, founded a country after rescuing the fairies captured in the human country, and reiming their stolen forests and rivers.
The city and viges, which were protected by a strong rampart, were constructed at a rapid pace.
How could timid fairies do it?
Of course it was the spirits’ power.
Just like how the human race in modern times couldn’t imagine life without ‘electricity’, without spirits, the structure of the fairies’ life would be hard pressed to function even for a day.
That was the problem.
The fairies, whose lives had gottenfortable, started to worry about the future. Because different from electricity, spirits had ‘hearts’.
“The 3rd Fairy King was someone with a really pure soul. He was a fool who innocently only loves breasts. It’s not an exaggeration to say that because such a fairy was my friend that the Fairy Kingdom could be maintained. So at some point we started to equate him with the country and call him Elfheim.”
So Boss K’s name was Elfheim.