PATH OF THE STAR HUNTER

Chapter 432

432 Chapter 432 Silly Girl

(Desmond POV)

When was the last time I felt so ridiculous? I honestly can’t remember. I am sure of one thing, it cannot be compared to what I feel right now. Three-star Class, those were more than just words; that woman was a fucking monster.

I knew she was strong, absurdly strong, superior to anything I had ever fought, but this was something else entirely. Precisely because I was at the limit of the one-star class, I knew how big the gap between classes was. According to Elaisa, that gap only grew more gigantic as the class increased.

For me, fighting against enemies in the two-star class could already be considered quite a feat, even with its conditions. It was a question of quality that not all strong users necessarily possess. Camila was a different case; she has the quality and strength, so much so that it is oppressive.

Damn, why do I have to find monstrously strong women everywhere I go? The only consolation that the goddess of fortune gave me is that at least these are not unreasonable women; some are even quite nice. I wonder if Kryzsha counts as a woman, that flying lizard self-proclaimed mountain goddess was insanely strong.

All those thoughts are irrelevant now. I could only watch as that woman’s back grew smaller in the distance. “Hey Camila girl, we would have been good friends in another life.”

I was being honest; I like her. There aren’t many people as direct and true to themselves as her. I didn’t expect to almost end up spitting a mouthful of blood when I heard the woman’s response. “I doubt it. I don’t like ladies’ men like you.”

What the fuck? Is this woman some kind of psychic? Forget it; I won’t bother arguing with a fine lady after receiving help from her. I’m better than that. “You’re right; no one would want to spend their time with a stone-faced woman like you.”

“Better than being a pretty boy who can barely take a beating.”

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“At least I know how to make someone fall in love. What does it matter that you have those curves? With your stone face, nobody would fall in love with you.”

“Weakling.”

“Sand brain.”

The insult fight would have continued for some time; however, interruptions were inevitable. If I had to guess, no one else liked the unfolding situation. Kyuru coming out of the side to start healing my wounds didn’t help much either.

The same man who tried to talk to Camila earlier stepped forward. “Commander, I apologize for my previous offense. I’m certainly not one to question your actions or try to tarnish your pride. Am I to assume you will stand by while we arrest the targets?”

This is why I have hated this place ever since I set foot here. I would never have the patience for all that sophistry and mind games. I can understand the man’s perspective, trying to use Camila’s pride against her. Still, in my opinion, that person is too naive.

Camila never planned to intervene directly; trying to convince her to do something she already intends is pretty stupid. To begin with, she is not the type to listen to reasons; if she wanted to intervene, likely, even the king himself could not stop her.

“Do what you want; that man doesn’t need my help.”

Wow, that’s Camila’s perception for you. Existence in the three-star class cannot and should not be underestimated. I wonder when she realized that I had a way out of here?

It wasn’t something I would have wanted to do, as I would have to pay the consequences later. Elaisa would probably give me a hard time about it, but it doesn’t seem like I have any other options now.

Although my body feels a bit better since Kyuru started healing it, I’m still far from being able to engage in combat. Come to think of it, my dear fairy has been quiet for a while now; she hasn’t said anything since she sat on my shoulder to heal my wounds.

Too bad I couldn’t afford to talk to her about it. As soon as Camila finished speaking, a mass sigh of relief went out from everyone present before they all clutched their weapons and pointed them at me.

The mana inside me might not even be enough to break a vase, but it was still enough for a little parlor trick. The tiny water vine I summoned was almost pathetic, but it was enough to knock the hunter’s book off my waist and throw it in front of me.

Steadily, the newly arrived royal knights advanced on me, ready to attack at the slightest provocation. It seems that in this country, throwing a book on the floor is precisely that, a provocation.

I feel sorry for this group of royal family dogs. Unlike an anime protagonist, I will not burst with new powers after having a flashback about my training. Nor will I have a final battle with them with action music in the background. That’s not my style; I prefer something more practical.

Using the hunter’s book emergency system to get the hell out of this planet, to me at least, ranks as a more practical option. This will be expensive, especially since I’m taking Cecilia with me without having made a contract with her.

They say that plans are beautiful, but God is not a big fan of seeing them finished; Today, I understood the meaning of this phrase. Without saying a word, Kyuru jumped off my shoulder, growing into the air until she reached her childlike form. Kyuru stood before me, and then I felt one of the most powerful and pure mana fluctuations I’ve ever felt.

The sudden change in Kyuru meant that the hostile forces in front of us could no longer contain themselves. Unknown if the royal knights considered the task below them, but the order was only given for their men to bombard us with a ranged attack.

Sons of bitches, someone went crazy to give that order; these idiots will end up killing Cecilia with a move like that. Even if I used my feet to think, I knew that it was the knight who argued with Camila who gave the order. The asshole probably wanted to kill us and blame Camila for the failure of the operation due to her lack of cooperation. Shit, that’s why I hated this place full of treacherous snakes.

I wanted to bring Kyuru back to my side so we could leave this place as soon as possible. The barrage of dozens of mana attacks was no joke. My words got stuck in my throat when I saw the next scene.

I thought I had never seen so much mana in my life. This was different from when I’ve seen a user wield mana constructs like weapons or fire inordinate amounts of mana in the form of attacks.

Ignore the amount of mana; I’ve never seen all those types of mana mobilized simultaneously. It was as if all the energies of nature were bending to the will of a single entity. An iridescent kaleidoscope of mana, a scene hard to forget.

In the center of what was now a storm mana dome, Kyuru stood proudly. Kyuru’s presence was extraordinarily commanding and beautiful as a queen who rules over mana.

The attacks launched towards the barrier erected by Kyuru had not even completed their path before the mana in them became unstable. That was how tyrannical Kyuru’s dominance over mana was.

I’ve always wondered why fairies are so weak? Strictly speaking, fairies were creatures with an almost absolute affinity for certain mana elements, so they should be ridiculously strong.

Like other natura that had absurd strength, fairies should be the same; but they were not. I think I understand now. Fairies were never meant to be strong; they didn’t exist for battle. They were born to be loved by the mana.

Creatures whose sole purpose was to receive the boundless love of nature, instead they took care of nature, they blessed the world with their beauty and purity. As a fairy, especially an origin fairy, Kyuru was the same.

Kyuru wasn’t strong; however, just relying on nature’s love for her, Kyuru was able to put up a barrier like this. Wouldn’t the balance be broken if the fairies were strong in combat?

I wanted to talk, to ask my dear friend why she had intervened; she should know what I was planning to do. There was no need for her to intervene; Kyuru should know.

A calm and soft voice came to me. “I feel useless.”

Kyuru had turned around to face me, those amethysts decorating her eyes sparkling with complicated emotions. She continued. “I have barely done anything for you since we came to this world. I feel like a useless decoration. I should be your blessing, company, and ally, but I am nothing more than a decoration.”

Looking at her, thinking about such useless things, I thought she knew how important she was to me, how much I needed her, and how much I owed her. I don’t particularly enjoy cheesy scenes, but controlling my emotions has recently become difficult, let alone holding how others feel. Life could be chaotic and lively when you decide to open your heart to people.

“Silly girl, come here.”

Kyuru didn’t enjoy how I called her, although she still came; she was really a silly girl. Because her figure barely reached the size of a little girl and I was now sitting on my knees, the height of our faces was well aligned.

There was so much I could say, so many things to explain. I wanted to break all those silly depressing ideas that got into my dear fairy’s mind... Sometimes you don’t need so many words.

I made a small effort to give this beautiful fairy in front of me a kiss on the forehead and said. “You will never be useless. All you have to do is let me love you, and that’s enough for me.”

The way Kyuru processed love was different from how we humans do it, and the love I have for her now is other than the love I have for Claire and Sasha. However, that didn’t stop our hearts from connecting right now. Then, an odd yet familiar sensation invade my heart.