Chapter 365

Melushin thought that it was true. She had been protecting her father, but she really treated him as a weak human.

She knew that her father had always been mysterious. I'm afraid that his power was so strong that it was even more terrifying than her mother, not to mention herself.

It's just that her father rarely showed that power.

Thinking of this, Meilushin responded and went out to find the weaving fairy.

Chapter 55 The Devil Who Persuades People to Be Good

Bawanxi opened her eyes in a daze. Her light gray eyes were confused and out of focus. What happened in the village before was still vivid in her mind.

The pain of having her fingers cut off, the sadness of being spitted and cursed by the fairies, and the happiness that she felt as if she had seen an 'angel' at the last moment of her life.

Bawanxi didn't know what an 'angel' was. She just felt so moved and greedy for that tenderness.

'Am I... dead? But why do I still have such a clear memory? '

Bawanxi was a little confused.

Fairies will be reincarnated into the next generation after death, but the next generation of fairies will forget most of the memories of the previous generation, and only extremely important memories may be preserved in some fragments.

But Bawanxi felt that it should not exist for her to remember all the memories of her previous "life" as clearly as she did.

In a trance, Bawanxi suddenly thought that maybe she might not be dead, although it was incredible.

Her misty eyes gradually came into focus, and Bawanxi's light gray eyes flashed with a glittering brilliance. What she saw was a luxurious ceiling that she had never seen before, which made her, a country fairy, feel incredible.

She was covered with the kind of unimaginable softness that almost fit her skin completely. It was a soft quilt that she had never seen in the cold night.

Bawanxi carefully and timidly stretched out her soft bare hands, grasped the edge of the quilt, and looked around secretly like a hamster.

The overly cautious action was noticed by Xixiang, who was sitting not far from Bawanxi and tasting the wine of the fairy kingdom, and he couldn't help laughing.

The not-so-loud laughter scared Bawanxi. Bawanxi, who had always lived a cowardly life, subconsciously shrank back and hugged the quilt in her arms tightly, and her pitiful eyes secretly glanced at Xixiang.

After seeing Xixiang sitting not far from her, Bawanxi's fearful and soft eyes gradually turned into surprise, and she couldn't help but say in her crisp voice:

"...Cha...Lord Chalatu?"

Xixiang was surprised by Bawanxi's address. He looked at Bawanxi on the big bed in the hotel with a calm gaze and said in surprise: "...Do you remember me?"

During Bawanxi's several deaths and rebirths, Xixiang did meet her several times, but fairies should not have memories of previous generations.

"I... I only remember your name, Master Zaratu, and I can't remember the rest. I'm really sorry."

Bawanxi hugged the quilt in her arms and lowered her head, apologizing for not remembering anything.

Her snow-white and tender shoulders were exposed outside the quilt, like crystal clear mountain snow.

Ruzhu's collarbone was very thin, with a faint and attractive luster, and the half roundness that was accidentally exposed because the quilt fell down made people marvel that although Bawanxi was thin, her size was quite impressive.

"So it's the memory of the previous generation."

Xixiang heard Bawanxi's words and looked pity.

In the memories of the previous generation that the goblins would keep, only the most important and least forgotten parts would be passed down.

But Xixiang clearly remembered that in each generation when he and Morgan met Bawanxi, the time they had contact with each other was not long.

That is to say, in Bawanxi's past lives, the most important part of her life was only the memory of herself and Morgan, and the rest of her life was probably the terrible abuse that she didn't want to recall.

It is really miserable for this kind little girl to live in this sinful country.

If it were not for Morgan's deep love for this land, Xixiang would have destroyed it long ago.

"Your body is still very weak after just recovering. Eat something first."

Said Xixiang, he took out the blood of the Wind Clan fairy that he had killed not long ago. This was the essence of the fairy's life.

Ba Wanxi swallowed her saliva when she saw the bottle of thick blood, but she still shook her head vigorously and said, "... I, I can't suck blood casually, that will be hated by everyone."

Xixiang showed a smile of helplessness and appreciation. He stood up and walked to the bedside, sat beside Ba Wanxi, and gently stroked her gorgeous red hair with his hands.

Facing Xixiang rubbing her head, Ba Wanxi looked happy and lowered her head shyly.

She had never been treated so friendly by anyone.

"Kindness is desirable, but foolish kindness will make others exploit and bully you."

"...I like your kindness, Bawanxi, but in this country, your kindness will not allow you to survive, but will only make you suffer."

"After this, I will teach you how to survive in this sinful world, and teach you how to fight back and respond with more cruel evil when facing evil that tramples on kindness."

"...But at the same time, you must also learn to maintain the kindness in your heart and not be corrupted by this malice."

After finishing speaking, Xixiang was stunned for a moment and couldn't help laughing out loud.

I, a demon, actually began to teach a kind fairy to fight evil with good. It seems that I have also "fallen".

Is it the influence of the power of the Mother of the Good God on me? No, not entirely. As a human being, I can't do the purest evil like a demon. As a human being, I live in a state of both good and evil.

Not happy with good, not sad with evil, my current state may be the best way to break the binary confinement of good and evil.

Xixiang was thoughtful.

Bawanxi didn't know what Xixiang thought about in a short period of time. She was confused by Xixiang's words.

In the end, under Xixiang's exhortation and uncontrollable instinct, she drank the bottle of scarlet blood and licked her blood-stained red lips with unsatisfied feeling.

"Remember to stop when you have enough. Although the instinct of animals cannot be completely rejected, as a 'human', you must restrain your instinct with your own will."

"...This is why a person is a 'human'. If you cannot restrain this instinct and completely fall, you will be no different from a beast."

Seeing Bawanxi's expression of being addicted to blood, Xixiang's tone became much heavier and taught her.

Bawanxi, who came back to her senses, was panicked for a while, and hurriedly lowered her head with a cry: "...I'm sorry, Lord Zaratu, I won't do it again in the future!"

Xixiang laughed dumbly: "...I'm not asking you to apologize, I'm just teaching you how to live as a fairy, but not sink into the quagmire. You still have a lot to learn, Bawanxi."

The fairy with a beautiful face and gentle personality nodded vigorously and kept Xixiang's words in mind.

No one in this fairy kingdom had ever said this to her, and no one had ever treated her so well. Naturally, Ba Wanxi cared about Xixiang's words and valued them very much.

She didn't want to disappoint Xixiang because of her own reasons, and let herself be hated again. She finally got the recognition of others.

Ba Wanxi's character is like this. She lives for others from beginning to end. She cares too much about other people's eyes.

"Father, I'm back!"

Meilushin knocked on the door from outside the house at this time, and pushed the door open and walked in after Xixiang allowed it.

Seeing Ba Wanxi sitting timidly at the head of the bed, Meilushin smiled softly and said: "... You're awake, Ba Wanxi!"

Ba Wanxi looked surprised. Her name was remembered! .

Chapter 56 Go to see His Majesty Morgan

"Fairy sister!"

Ba Wanxi saw Meilushin's surprise, and she called her carefully.

Seeing that Bawanxi was so happy and excited because he remembered her name, Meilushin felt even more pity for her.

"I am not the fairy sister, I am the fairy knight... No, I am Meilushin!"

After a little hesitation, the dragon fairy told Bawanxi her real name.

Although Meilushin should not tell others her real name after being given the name of fairy knight Lancelot by Morgan, it would only arouse her restlessness about dragons and put her in danger of losing her mind.

But Meilushin felt that she should not deceive Bawanxi, the poor fairy, who had been bullied too badly.

"Have you found the weaving fairy?"

At this time, Xixiang looked at Meilushin's beautiful eyes with silver light and asked.

"I've found it, father! But they said it would take a few days to weave the clothes, so we may have to wait."

"... And I don't know what kind of clothes to make for Bawanshi, so I asked the weaving fairy to do it, but there seems to be no human around the weaving fairy."

At this point, Meilushin's words were also a little hesitant.

It can't be said that fairies have no creativity at all, but it can only be said that their creativity is infinitely close to zero, so no matter what work they do, fairies need human help.

For example, if fairies make clothes by themselves, they will only make the necessary types and will not innovate at all.

But if there are humans to give advice, they may make clothes of different styles and colors.

That's why Meilushin hesitated, because she didn't know what strange things the commissioned weaving fairy would make.

Xixiang smiled upon hearing this and said, "...It doesn't matter. Most of the clothes that fairies wear can't be said to be good-looking, but at least they can be used as clothes."

"...And if that weaving fairy has made clothes for some upper-class fairies, the clothes they made might be better."

"If the clothes they made are really not good-looking, it doesn't matter. We can find a new weaving fairy to make them after returning to Camelot. Now I just want to give Bawanxi something to cover her body."

Fairies don't have a special store selling clothes, and although fairies can also create new clothes by themselves through "Imagination Manifestation".

But if you don't know how to weave, the clothes you materialize may have various problems. This is technology, and it is also the meaning of the existence of weaving fairies.

If it weren't for the fact that these fairies are so malicious, the race of fairies and their civilization are quite interesting.

"I, I don't care. I'm satisfied to have clothes to wear~". "

Bawanxi's little hand grabbed a corner of the quilt and said carefully.

Xixiang shook his head and said, "...Little girl, you have to learn to be better to yourself. These are all owed to you by those despicable fairies. "

"...Of course, it doesn't matter if you can't change your mind for a while. You can learn and change slowly. We have plenty of time."

The beautiful red-haired fairy couldn't fully understand Xixiang's words, but she knew that Xixiang was doing it for her own good. She nodded slowly, and although her eyes were confused, she also responded.

The next few days were the happiest days in Bawanxi's life as a fairy.

No one insulted her, no one bullied her, and no one beat her.

In the beautifully decorated hotel room, only Xixiang and Meilushin were talking to her.

Tasting delicious food that she had never heard of or seen before, drinking clean and clear water, all she had to do every day was to smile and laugh.

Sometimes Bawanxi wondered if she had died a long time ago, and everything she was experiencing now was just an illusion before death.

She had heard that fairies always dreamed of the happy life they longed for before they died.

As the days passed, Bawanxi was sure that she had really met happiness in life and had really met good people in this fairy kingdom.

Even if such happiness only lasted for a few days, Bawanxi felt that life was full of hope.

"Sister Meilushin, are you going out?"

Because there was really no suitable clothes to wear, Bawanxi spent these days sitting on the bed.

When she saw Meilushin seemed to be going out, she put one hand on her pointed and fair chin, her light gray eyes narrowed into crescents, and asked happily.

The quilt on her body slipped down from her silky skin, with a faint pink dot on it. She stretched her legs straight, and her tender jade feet were exposed outside the quilt, small and delicate.

"I'll go find the weaving fairy to get clothes for you. Today is the day I agreed to get clothes with her."

Meilushin had a stern and upright temperament, and she said with a faint smile on her lips.

"After getting the clothes, are we going to Camelot? Are we going to meet His Majesty Morgan?"

Bawanxi said a little uneasily.

Bavanshi felt very satisfied with the days spent in the hotel in Gloucester. She was afraid that if she left here, her life would become a dark and hopeless future.

Just thinking about this made her look sad and unable to sleep or eat.

Of course, Meilushin could see the reason for Bavanshi's uneasiness. She gently comforted her, "... When you arrive in Camelot, Bavanshi, you will no longer live the same life as before."

At this point, Meilushin hesitated because she really didn't believe in those disgusting fairies.

If she really arrived in Camelot, a country fairy like Bavanshi, who was inferior in the eyes of the fairies, would be treated in any way.

Meilushin liked this kind fairy very much. It can be said that she was one of the few consciences in the fairy kingdom. She didn't want Bavanshi to become so inferior.

Therefore, Melusine said seriously: "¨｀ ... You can live with me in Camelot, I won't let any goblin bully you!"

"... But you have to remember, Bavanshi, don't call me Melusine outside, call me Lancelot!"

Melushine's real name can be known by Bavanshi alone, but it must not be known to more people, otherwise the meaning of Morgan's name will be lost.

Although Bavanshi didn't understand why she couldn't call her real name, she nodded vigorously when she saw Melusine's serious expression: "... I know, sister Melusine!"

"... But, does His Majesty Morgan really allow a goblin like me to live in Camelot?"