Miss Demon King, Please Endure a Little Longer - Volume 3 Chapter 6

Chapter 6: Crucial Clues

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After careful consideration, Aira made a small mark with her pen, separating the dagger representing Zero from the other two.

The reason was simple. That night, Zero was the first to discover the problem, yet she kept it hidden without telling anyone else. What did this indicate?

Did it mean there was still pure love in her heart?

The Demon King touched her small chin, her mind becoming active.

As a master of conspiracies and schemes, a cunning master at the ancestral level of all demon races, Aira not only had no psychological burden when it came to deception, but actually took pride in it.

The pen tip tapped at the dagger’s position.

Would green tea tactics work? Hard to say, but it was worth trying.

Aira suppressed her eager feelings. These events had just happened in the past two days, going for green tea tactics now would be too obvious. She’d wait a couple more days.

Before that, she’d practice being a green tea girl in her head.

Zzzz

A new day, a new morning.

The Saintess had returned to the church yesterday. Regarding the establishment of a Harbor City branch, she still had many constructive opinions to convey, so she couldn’t return for now.

Vina was sleeping in.

Zero was nowhere to be seen, which was normal, she always appeared and disappeared like a dragon.

After getting up and washing, Aira had breakfast and saw the Sword Saint girl who had been waiting for her in the courtyard.

“Let’s go. The teacher might have found something useful.”

“Okay~”

Her sweet, coquettish voice made Celeste slightly stunned.

Aira cleared her throat and returned to her usual tone: “I mean, let’s go.”

After thinking about green tea tactics all afternoon and even dreaming about being a little green tea girl last night, she hadn’t snapped back to reality when she first saw someone today.

Arriving at the Hall of Tribute again, despite only a day having passed, the place looked completely different. The living room was no longer tidy but instead filled with old books and parchments everywhere.

Roars lifted his head from the pile of books, his beard disheveled but his spirits high.

“I found something.”

He pulled out a book with a cover that was nearly falling off from the table and handed it to the two girls: “Iselis’s name, it’s mentioned once in here!”

Aira took it and opened it. There was a bookmark inside that she happened to flip to. Due to its age, the pages were slightly yellowed, but fortunately the text wasn’t too worn.

Celeste crouched down to pick up the cover that had fallen when she took the book.

“101 Fables of Fairy-tale Village… Fables?”

She was a bit puzzled. This was a storybook?

Aira began reading the story aloud.

The difference between fables and fairy tales is that fables must contain some meaning, having a certain enlightening and instructive purpose. This story itself wasn’t complex, telling of a certain little girl from Fairy-tale Village who was only 120 years old. On a gloomy night, she saw a shooting star and wished for more wishes, basically using her cleverness.

The starry sky responded to her wish, but also proposed the price for the trade. The little girl happily agreed, offering all the villagers as payment…

“She poisoned the spring water that the villagers drank daily. At dusk, there was no second living soul left in Fairy-tale Village… uh.”

Reading to this point, Aira paused. There were too many questions in her little head, and she didn’t know what to say for a moment.

Setting aside those strange descriptive words, was this still a fairy tale?

After collecting herself a bit, she continued reading—

“Her wish was fulfilled, but she didn’t have time to make more wishes, because that night, meteor showers fell from outer space, the heavens and earth changed color, all things collapsed, and all greed and cunning were buried.”

This was indeed a fable, telling children not to be too greedy, to know contentment, not to be clever and exploit loopholes, or else they’d harm themselves in the end.

But obviously, both Aira and Lia were completely baffled by this story.

What was all this about?

“Strange, isn’t it? Haha.” Roars laughed like an old child, then explained, “101 Fables of Fairy-tale Village — this is a book from over 100 years ago. If you studied history well, you should know that was still during the Alliance period.”

Celeste nodded.

She had always studied history well, and more than two months ago, because of her companions’ situation, everyone had learned about that period.

“At that time, many people in the kingdom greatly admired the elven race. Several traveling poets went there with friendly exchange missions, visiting many places, and after returning, they created this book based on the oral accounts of elves from various locations. Fairy-tale Village was only a metaphor, in the eyes of people at that time, elves were like beings from fairy tales.”

Aira suddenly understood.

So they were elves, no wonder it mentioned a 120-year-old little girl.

Couldn’t argue with that, she really was young.

“Because some of the stories involved rather unpleasant content that counted as dark history over there, the elves quickly sent a letter demanding that this book stop being published. This is one of the few remaining copies.” Roars stood up and walked to another pile of books. “Even among the 101 stories in the book, this one was considered the most outrageous. I always thought it was just a story, until yesterday when I heard what you said, and then I found this.”

He pulled out another parchment and handed it over.

It depicted a hellish scene of carnage, with fire raining from the sky, the earth split into several pieces with lava erupting out, and countless corpses melting.

“The end of the Second Era, the second doomsday that humanity has recorded in history. Meteors from outer space crashed into the continent, causing countless casualties. Everyone thought it was just an accident, but looking at it today, it wasn’t an accident.”

There was probably the shadow of an Evil God involved.

“So what about Iselis?” Aira asked him. “You said you found this name.”

Roars smiled: “Look at the title of that fable.”

The title — 【Iselis’s Meteor】.

Aira’s heart skipped a beat: “Was this title given by the author, or…?”

Roars understood her meaning: “The author heard it from the elf who told this story.”

“That means the elven race might have more information!”

“Exactly.”

Looking at the excited pink-haired big-breasted beautiful girl, Roars had to pour some cold water on her enthusiasm: “But our relationship with them isn’t very good right now.”

During the alliance’s collapse, all parties nearly tore each other apart. To gain more benefits during independence, everyone used some unsavory methods, so naturally relationships weren’t good.

At this point, Celeste asked: “Since we can try to re-establish diplomatic relations with the merfolk, why not try contacting the elven race?”

Roars shook his head: “On one hand, the elven race is rather arrogant. On the other hand, the kingdom has no need, the benefits gained wouldn’t be worth the effort. The kingdom is now focused on developing transportation. The maritime route plan failed, and the higher-ups desperately want new solutions, but the elven race can’t provide much help…”

Speaking to this point, he paused, scratching his head: “Wait, don’t the elves have Whistle Deer and Dragon Eagles?”

Whistle Deer, elven deer whose call resembles the sound of bagpipes, very fast, can be ridden directly or used to pull carts.

Dragon Eagles need no explanation, eagle birds with a trace of thin wyvern blood that can carry people flying in the sky.