Seraphina landed on the ground along with Viktor, knowing that there was no point in trying to fly away now.
She needed time to open a portal back to her realm, but now that Mevron himself was here, she couldn't do that.
Still, she firmly pressed her lips together and looked up as she said, "President, I am Seraphina, the Fairy Queen of the Sacred Spirit Realm. The Fruit of the Blessed One is not supposed to leave our realm. It is our only source of life, and without it, my daughters would die and eventually the entire realm. I can understand your desire for wanting to eat it, but I am asking you to understand that it is not worth it. Any benefits gained through unfair death and destruction can never prevail. I hope you will be kind enough to let me restore the Fruit of the Blessed one to its original place."
Seraphina's tone was polite and respectful. In fact, it seemed as if she was asking for a favor for something that belonged to someone else.
Viktor shook his head inwardly. He didn't like her lowering herself for a douchebag like Mevron, but he could understand because of what was at stake. He also didn't stop her since he wanted to let her try and see that she was wasting her time and that some people were just agents of chaos that never cared about life.
Even Orgaz, who was standing far away, watching everything, felt bad for the Fairy Queen. But that just was it. He had sworn his loyalty to Mevron, and that would mean following each and every order of his, even if it meant ending his own life.
He still had a bad feeling about the whole thing but didn't know why.
"Fairy Queen…you are just as beautiful and kind as the rumors say. In fact, I am not lying when I say that I have never met someone with such purity and elegance," Mevron said as his draconic blue eyes shone, especially upon appreciating Seraphina's true figure.
His eyes narrowed as he continued, "But…as much as I want to give you my fruit, I am fortunately or unfortunately the Champion of my race. As a Winter Dragon, it is such a huge responsibility on my shoulders, even more since I am the grandson of my King. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I were to fall short of her expectations. But the Fruit of Youth would surely help me realize my potential. I am telling you all this only because you are the Fairy Queen."
Seraphina's eyes began to get watery even though she had expected him to refuse. But she couldn't understand how someone could so easily choose his own selfish desires above the life of an entire realm who did him no harm.
How could the Odic force within his body and soul not disagree with him? This was a question that had always troubled her for centuries.
Mevron continued, "But no need to worry. As far as your problems are concerned, you and your daughters only need a place to live and survive, right? Then how about I create a beautiful place for you and your daughters right here? I promise it will be big enough for you all and nobody will dare enter that area. Who knows…you all might even come to love it, and I will personally offer my protection as well."
The more he talked about this idea, the more his eyes were glowing with a strange fervor.
However, Seraphina was only even more saddened to hear his words, talking as if he had already considered her home to be a dead place. It was as if he didn't even understand the true reason for their existence.
"Can your lizard brain stop cooking these ludicrous ideas? Your realm is like dirt shit compared to her home. And you are saying it will be more beautiful than hers? What a joke," Viktor said loudly as he scoffed, making cold breath escape from Mevron's enormous snout, unable to believe what he had just heard.
"Forget all that. When did it even become 'your' fruit? It rightfully belongs to her, and it never has been yours and never will be. I can't believe a dragon could be so shameless. As far as I heard, weren't you people supposed to be all honorable? Or is that just that you can't help yourself from being pathetic?" Viktor asked with a look of contempt.
Each of his words struck Mevron's ears like a sharp red hot blade. No one had ever made him feel like shit in such a short time, and he was even more pissed off that he was feeling like shit because of some nobody.
"Azu…" Seraphina was worried, but Viktor held her hand and said, "He doesn't deserve your respect, Sera. He wouldn't return the fruit in a million years."
Mevron's expression turned into a scowl, especially when he saw Azu holding Sera's hands. No…based on what he said about her home being more beautiful than he could imagine, didn't it mean that she let him inside the Sacred Spirit Realm?
What was really the relationship between these two? Even the way they were looking at each other seemed intimate. What was so special about this Azu that even his own wife slept with him?
Just thinking about it made his blood freeze in cold rage.
Still, he suppressed his anger as he said with a growl, "Azu…Your death won't be pretty. I shall destroy everything you possess and make you regret even uttering a single word against me."
Seraphina shook her head worriedly and was about to say something when Viktor made Seraphina stand behind his back and said, "You talk quite big, but if you are really worthy of your bloodline…come and fight me in a duel. I challenge you! And the winner shall go home with the Fruit of Youth. Do you agree, or are you going to pussy out?"
