Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Weak! Weak! So utterly weak!

Weaklings, submit to your lord, to the strong who have defeated you!

A victorious Bagst, with his short legs, proudly surveyed the borders of his territory, his little face radiating an indescribable pride.

As expected of the invincible fairy knight Gao Wenqing, he was born with great ambitions.

Samael watched Bagst's expansion with great interest, and when he saw something interesting, he couldn't help but take out his magic crystal to make a copy of the scene as a souvenir.

"Ouch..."

Soon, Bagst, having grown tired of playing with the rabbit, brought it up to Samael, proudly offering it to his keeper and showing off his achievements to his lord in a sense.

Then, the little guy closed his eyes, nestled in Samael's arms, and awaited his reward.

Yes, that's truly remarkable, Lord Black Dog.

Samael smiled and nodded, then expertly placed his fingers over the little guy's head, gently stroking and scratching from his long golden hair to his straight back.

The gentle yet firm pressure, along with the tingling sensation, was extremely enjoyable for the canine. It immediately rolled over, spreading its limbs almost defenselessly to reveal its soft belly beneath the baby shirt.

As Samael skillfully rewarded the "Black Dog," he reflected on his past experiences and sighed inwardly.

Indeed, most of the time, canines are easier to keep than felines, and they are also more loyal.

However, he still prefers catgirls a little more because their fur feels more comfortable to touch.

In addition, there are more poses that can be unlocked...

Ta-Miao is the best!

The sly snake, whose thoughts had wandered off course, reaffirmed its faith in its heart, then tucked Bagst, who had enjoyed herself enough and was fast asleep, back into its swaddling clothes. Then it got up, took her and the big white rabbit, and headed to the nearby riverbank.

Bunnies are so cute, of course we have to barbecue them!

Samael then followed the sound of water into the dense forest, preparing to choose an auspicious spot for his adorable rabbit.

"Well……"

But a muffled groan coming from the flower bushes ahead caused the ancient snake's expression to change drastically, and it moved like lightning.

Chapter Thirty-Two: The Scent of Fairies, Never Tried It Before...

"Freya, you coward!"

"Freya, you coward!"

"Freya, you coward!"

"You are not allowed to appear in our flower field!"

Amidst the flower bushes hidden by branches ahead, a three-winged fairy swirled in mid-air, clamoring and mocking the figure cowering beneath the tree.

"Hanada Akira... I was the one who found it first..."

Beneath the tree, a little fairy with blue-gray butterfly wings and tattered clothes huddled, clutching her small basket tightly with both hands, weakly pleading her case.

"What we set our sights on is ours!"

"Cowards don't deserve to occupy this place!"

"That's it!"

The three winged fairies scoffed at the mockery, and a cheerful atmosphere seemed to fill the air.

"Flower field...I...I don't want it anymore..."

Freya, her spirits waning, huddled up, pursed her lips and weakly responded. She rose shakily, intending to escape the flower field that had been taken over and find a new place to gather flowers.

"This won't do, we discovered the forest!"

"This place won't work either, we just drank water from the river!"

"Yes! Don't even think about leaving! You stole our things, you have to leave the flower basket behind!"

The three little creatures, who were having fun with this, maliciously blocked Freya's way in front and behind. Seeing that this downtrodden girl seemed to care a lot about her little basket, they immediately swarmed forward, intending to snatch the fairy girl's only little bit of spoils.

"No! We can't leave it to you!"

But as the three of her kind flew forward to snatch the basket from her arms, the usually submissive little rabbit unexpectedly became defiant, stood up, pushed the three winged fairies aside, and desperately tried to take back the basket.

"This is all I have, I can't give it to you..."

The little fairy, who had retreated to the foot of the tree, pursed her cherry lips tightly. Although her body trembled with fear, she held her precious child tightly in her arms.

"hateful!"

"Coward Freya!"

"Freya, the robber!"

The three-winged fairies, who had never seen a little white rabbit fight back, were furious. They immediately grabbed pebbles from their sides, activated their ether, and hurled them at Freya with malice.

A sharp explosion rang in her ears, and Freya closed her eyes in fear, like a small butterfly about to be ravaged by a storm.

laugh!

At this critical moment, a pale golden sword light pierced through the air, spreading out in front of Freya like mercury spilling onto the ground. Amidst a series of clanging sounds, several pebbles that had been thrown flew back at exponential speed, each striking their owner.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Instantly, the three winged fairies, filled with malice, felt a sharp pain and, like birds with broken wings, fell from mid-air with screams, their delicate dresses and beautiful wings covered in dust.

Blood mixed with mud clung to their bodies, leaving the three bullies looking utterly wretched.

However, before the three little creatures could recover from their fright, their bodies were locked in place by the terrifying aura emanating from the dense forest. Every inch of their exposed skin felt like it was being pricked with needles, and their bones and muscles trembled under the unbearable strain.

They couldn't even move a finger, like butterflies trapped in the giant's palm, forced to watch helplessly as the monster, enveloped in golden flames and resembling a colossus, approached step by step, sword in hand.

"Have you been bullied?"

"Samael!"

The fairy girl under the tree, who was also huddled up with her wings tucked in and tightly holding the flower basket, heard the familiar voice in her ear and subconsciously looked up. Her dark amber eyes instantly lit up with a bright color.

"Should I help you get rid of them? Fairies, I've never eaten them before, I wonder how they taste compared to rabbit meat..."

The ancient serpent slightly turned its head to look at its empty left hand. Its dark, serpentine vertical pupils looked at the three-winged fairy who was unable to move an inch among the withered leaves, its face full of eager anticipation.

"Don't eat us!"

"Our meat is sour!"

"We didn't mean to bully Freya!"

"Yes, just playing with her..."

The three winged fairies were terrified, their faces turned pale, and they hurriedly tried to explain themselves away.

"boom!"

In an instant, a chilling sword light flashed out, almost grazing their scalps. In the biting cold, several towering ancient trees behind them turned to dust and shattered into pieces.

Did I give you permission to speak?

The somber whispers, coupled with the turbulent, serpentine tides surging around the man, silenced the winged fairies who were already struggling to breathe. They froze in place like clay sculptures.

"Samael... Samael, they didn't mean it, please let them go..."

Under the tree, Freya mustered her courage, realizing that she was the one who had done wrong, and timidly pleaded with Samael.

"No problem at all!"

The ancient snake immediately squatted down, flicked its finger on the little girl's smooth forehead, and couldn't help but feel both annoyed and amused.

When Freya felt that unchanging intimacy and comfort, she couldn't help but hug the slightly aching brain monster, smile shyly, and feel relieved.

After calming his own child down, Samael turned to the three little rascals and snorted coldly.

"For Freya's sake, you're lucky this time. Get lost!"

We're saved!

Like three winged fairies who had survived a near-death experience, they sensed the power pressing down on them gradually dissipating. Overjoyed, they immediately scrambled up from among the withered leaves, intending to escape the dense forest and get far away from this terrifying monster.

"and many more……"

However, just as the three culprits stood up, a demonic whisper, as if coming from purgatory, startled the three little creatures, sending a shiver down their spines.

"What about an apology?"

When that deep, resonant voice gently reminded them, the three little creatures immediately turned around and repeatedly apologized to the victim, wiping away tears and sobbing.

Upon seeing three members of her own kind weeping and wailing in front of her, Freya was momentarily at a loss and hastily agreed.

The scumbags, now forgiven by their victims, have no desire to linger here.

"besides……"

But the drawn-out voice forced the three little fairies to stop in their tracks, their faces contorted with grief, and wait tremblingly for the demon's reprimand.

"If I see you bullying Freya again, you won't be so lucky!"

After putting enough psychological pressure on these scoundrels, Samael finally calmly uttered his warning.

The three terrified little goblins nodded like chickens pecking at rice. After being granted their pardon, they rushed out of the dense forest as fast as they could, escaping this hell filled with nightmares.

"And you!"

But just as the three wicked fairies were fleeing in disarray, a light but firm tap on Freya's forehead struck her once again.

"If someone bullies you, run if you can, and if you can't, just back down. I'll get revenge for you later. Why be so stubborn over a mere flower basket?"

Samael gave a light snort, but his words were full of concern and worry.

"This is all I have, I can't give it to you..."

Freya buried her head even deeper. The once timid little girl, for some reason, stubbornly clung to that stubbornness.

Just as Samael was puzzled, the blue-haired girl pursed her lips, looked up, gripped the basket tightly with both hands, and stared intently at the human in front of her, her amber eyes shining with a unique brilliance.

"Because this is a gift for a friend!"

The lid was opened, revealing a jar of edible flower petals and three small bottles of glistening honeydew, their colors intertwined and reflected in Samael's eyes.

Chapter Thirty-Three: The Most Normal Is the Abnormal

Fool……

After a long silence, the ancient snake, seeing the little girl's hopeful expression, took the basket and accepted the gift.

Gulu...

However, the instant she touched him, a rumbling sound of hunger came from Freya's stomach.

"You haven't eaten yet because you were picking all this stuff?"

"I ate yesterday..."

"Never mind, it's lunchtime anyway, let's eat together."

"Ok!"

Freya couldn't help but swallow hard, nodding emphatically.

Samael couldn't help but rub his forehead and mutter to himself.

Sigh, couldn't she have eaten what she collected to stave off hunger first? Stubborn... I've never seen such a stupid fairy!

Despite his disdainful words, the gaze that fell from his vertical pupils became even gentler.

Fortunately, fairies are omnivorous and eat all kinds of food. The Nameless Forest is rich in resources, making it perfect for picnics using local ingredients.

Besides, he had a skilled hunter by his side, so why not use him?

After a moment's thought, the ancient snake made up its mind and released the valiant black dog from its swaddling clothes.

Before long, Bagst, who had been chasing chickens and dogs and frolicking around marking his territory, came to the fire with two fat rabbits and a pheasant, and offered them as tribute to his keeper once again.

Just as a hunting dog receives a reward from its owner for catching prey, Bagst's favorite part is having the ingredients provided made into delicious food and entering his stomach.

Therefore, the black dog squatted obediently to the side, behaving quite quietly, its heterochromatic eyes staring intently at the cleaned and peeled meat skewered on pine branches, sizzling with oil, its mouth watering.

After preparing the food with practiced ease, the three figures—one adult and two children—sat around the campfire for a picnic and enjoyed their meal.