“Ergynus-nim?”

After hundreds of years, the voice of a fairy traveled on the warm breeze that settled in the forest.

Ergynus, captivated by the sweet melody remaining in his memory, turned his head and froze as he saw a woman who made the spring around him seem fleeting.

Opening and closing his mouth like a broken doll, he was turning a reunion, born of miracle upon miracle, into a farce.

“Hoho. It is indeed him.”

The Fairy Queen, letting out a light laugh at his unheroic appearance, cautiously approached him and grasped Ergynus’s lost hands with both of hers.

“Qu-Queen!? Wh-What is this.”

“I’m sorry, but I have no intention of letting go. I am no longer a pure child.”

As if to prove her words, the great Archmage began to sink under the touch of the Queen’s soft hands, which caressed his skin.

“Queen. Please don’t break my Master so soon.”

As the creaking Ergynus was about to lose his initial confidence, Joy, who had let down her guard at her master’s pathetic state, intervened between them with a sigh.

“The Dark Evil God is still there, isn’t he?”

“No. You don’t need to worry about me. Continue your farce. The pathetic sight of the hero who bothered me was quite amusing.”

At the light voice that held no sense of crisis, Ergynus’s sharp gaze fell upon the darkness.

The Fairy Queen, who had paused for a moment seeing his side profile, slowly let go of Ergynus’s hand.

“Not doing more? I’ll gladly wait if you wish.”

“I refuse. I have no intention of doing anything that would please you.”

“Haha. This is quite something.”

Even though another sun bloomed in the world, from the darkness that still occupied the earth, a man with red eyes reappeared. The man’s form, which had absorbed all the deepening darkness while wandering within the barrier for hundreds of years, remained undisturbed even under the two suns.

“What are you talking about? Your very existence is a joy to me.”

The divinity of the Dark Evil God settled within the aura that wafted around the man. The darkness, which had been searching for its master for a long time, was finally regaining its true form upon meeting its master.

“Why hide your true form? Are you afraid to reveal your true form before your master’s love?”

“A foolish question. Of course, I am afraid. Have you never loved, that you don’t know such things? How pathetic. Yes.”

Ergynus answered calmly and observed the Dark Evil God. He still seems clumsy in handling his divine power. He must be too focused on regaining his strength after his resurrection. That’s fortunate. At least the Dark Evil God won’t be able to exert his full power before the miracle ignited by the Main God’s Apostle concludes.

“Oh, love. I don’t know love. The fierce emotion that burns even oneself eventually creates a deep, deep darkness when it turns to ash. Just like the woman behind you.”

The man, spreading his arms and grinning, pushed aside the light of the miracle with his darkness and stepped forward.

“Foolish Ergynus. You thought you invited your love into a happy dream, but that was just your delusion. The Fairy Queen easily sensed that it was a dream.”

The Fairy Queen tried to open her mouth to refute his words, but the darkness extinguished her voice before she could.

“Do you understand? You are the one who drove that woman mad. You are the one who stole the woman’s purity. It’s all because of you. The Queen, who became a girl, became unhappy.”

“What are you saying?♡ The only one who became unhappy is my eyes, contaminated by your face!♡”

The dark voice, clinging tenaciously to the shadows on the earth, attempted to sow seeds of doubt even in the heart of the great Archmage, but the footsteps of the child who ignited the miracle easily trampled on those seeds.

“Such a divine being, chattering all day long♡ Are you not darkness, but the god of an aunt?♡”

– Puhahah!

– That suits you!

– That’s why you talk so much!

The laughter of the fairies, responding to the girl’s taunt, blocked the man’s rebuttal.

Even though the barrier had crumbled and the Queen’s dream had ended, it was still the Fairy Forest. No one here could win against the mischievous fairies in a war of words.

“You look like that, but you were actually a woman?♡ How pitiful♡ With a face like that, it’s no wonder darkness grew in your heart♡”

“…Do you want to sing a song with screams?”

“No?♡ I don’t want to?♡ I have absolutely no intention of singing for you?♡”

– Aren’t you going to sing?

– That’s right! We’ll be the only ones to hear the song!

– Auntie, disappear!

– You’re in the way!

The man, who had been acting arrogantly just moments ago, bit his lip and his shoulders trembled.

The girl, seeing that the man had fallen silent while suppressing his anger, kicked Ergynus in the side, making him fall, as he was about to thank her.

“It’s incredibly frustrating to see you acting like a loser in front of that chicken coop.”

“Uh. Uhh?”

“You must have had a lot of delusions locked up in a cave for hundreds of years. Virgin skeleton that reeks of staleness. Do something disgusting like those delusions. Make me laugh.”

“I’ll- I’ll try.”

“And, Chicken Coop Queen.”

“Yes? Yes!”

“Various beasts are rushing this way, you know? Bring them.”

“Ah! You mean them! Don’t worry! I’ve already gone to meet them!”

As the polite tone, which made it impossible to tell who was the queen now, ended, the Sword Saint and the Apostle of the Goddess appeared from the sky.

The Sword Saint, taking in the sight of Ergynus lying on the floor, the Fairy Queen sweating cold sweat, the man gripping his hands tightly, and Lucy Alrun in the middle, turned his head to ask what was going on, but there was no one to answer him.

Lucy, who had gained a beauty more fairylike than any fairy by performing a miracle, and the Fairy Queen, purified by light, had sent the Apostle to the Goddess’s side.

The Sword Saint, watching the Apostle, who was bleeding from the nose and dying in bliss, with a pathetic gaze, soon touched his forehead and drew his sword.

“Saintess. If you have any strength left, please make this trash normal.”

“…I can heal you, but making you normal might be difficult.”

“That’s enough.”

As Phavi ran to the Apostle’s side and unfolded her divine power for healing, a bush appeared next to her, and a wolf and a fox revealed themselves.

“Fortunately. It’s not too late.”

The wolf, who had walked forward and transformed into a fierce male form, bowed respectfully to the Fairy Queen.

“Muler-nim. It’s been a while.”

“…Do you remember me?”

“Of course. How could I forget fangs as loyal to the forest as yours?”

“Hah. Hahaha. Thank you very much, Queen. I dedicate this life you saved to you.”

As the reunited souls bowed to each other after centuries, the fox, who had appeared with the wolf, was lying next to the Apostle, hovering between life and death.

“If this is the last sight I see, I have no regrets even if I die now.”

Lucy, sighing and resting her hands on her hips, casually nudged the fox’s waist, and a sweet voice flowed from the fox’s lips.

“Hey, airhead.”

“Haaak. Hak. Why. Why are you doing this?”

“Are you trying not to get crushed by the ass of that chicken coop, which is as plump as a pig?”

“…Is that possible?”

“If you act like a person.”

“Lina! Fox of the Mist! I will dedicate this life to fighting the Dark Evil God!”

Lina, instantly transforming into a human form, stepped forward with eyes full of killing intent, and soon after, a tremor was heard from deep within the forest.

Knights, who had endured more grueling training than any knightly order on the continent and awaited the day they would draw their swords, appeared to sacrifice their lives for the mission to save the world.

The knights, casting aside all fear and with firm willpower in their eyes, blinked as they saw the scene at the heart of the forest.

On one side, the Goddess’s Apostle, repeatedly fainting after receiving the Saintess’s healing.

On the other side, a woman drooling and making a disgusting smile.

In another spot, a man gazing adoringly at the Fairy Queen.

And a great Archmage looking at that man with wary eyes.

And between those two, the Fairy Queen was twitching her hands hidden behind her back.

And if you looked beyond them, you saw a man trembling in the darkness and fairies busy teasing him.

“…Is this truly the battlefield that will recreate the Age of Myth? Not a stage for clowns?”

As the knights were having similar thoughts, the master of Alrun, who should have been instilling discipline in them, was rushing towards his daughter.

“Lusy!”

Benedict easily caught Lucy, who was trying to escape with fairy steps, and, shedding tears of emotion, buried his disheveled face into his daughter to express his affection.

“You did so well! This Papa is so proud of his daughter!”

“…I wish my idiot Papa would just die.”

“Don’t worry! Lucy! This Papa has no intention of dying and leaving you alone!”

“What are you talking about. Haa.”

The knight commander Posel, after sighing for a long time while watching Lucy, who had resigned herself to disgust, and Benedict, who was doting on his daughter without knowing he would be cursed later, turned his back and reinforced his knights’ discipline.

“…How dare you.”

The one who injected tension into the scene, which was eerily bustling as if it were a battlefield to confront the Evil God, was the Evil God himself, the target of subjugation.

“How dare you, mere insects!”

As the man unleashed darkness upon the world with his anger, the fading miracle completely subsided, and night once again enveloped the world.

“Are you going to defeat me?”

A laugh was heard. A laugh was heard from within the darkness. Laughter spread from all darkness, filling the world.

“Flail around, you trash. If you fail, you will suffer eternal pain in the darkness.”

“Puhuhuh♡ Puhahahahahahaha♡ Did you hear that?♡ He said eternal pain!♡”

– I’m so scared!

– We should run!

– What is eternal pain?

– I don’t know.

– But isn’t it a bit cheesy?

“Shut up!”