Chapter 102 (1/2)

Luke and Philip headed north along with the fairies leaving behind their wagon and the carriage.

Erwin led the group to a remote mountain road.

The more distance they passed, the narrower the path was getting. After a long time, a road crossing at a cliff had appeared.

“Is this really the right way?” Asked Philip. He then shouted, “Ah!”

“Sir Philip, be careful. It is the end if we made even the slightest mistake.”

Luke advised and held onto Philip, who had almost slipped.

Two hours later, the group found a village in the base surrounded by rocky mountains.

“Is that the fairy village?”

“Yes, it is called the Zenith village.”

Zenith village, where around 50 families lived, wasn’t much different from any mountain where villages of humans were located.

The only unusual thing was the different plants and flowers that they were growing, and the majority of inhabitants there were fairies.

“This is a bit disappointing. I thought that they would be hidden in some mysterious enchantment,” said Philip.

“You have read way too many fairy tales.”

At the words of Philip, Erwin shot back at him.

However, there was a small tinge of sadness in her eyes.

A long time ago, the lives of fairies were just like in fairy tales, which would talk about elves and the magic they possessed.

The village, protected by spirits, was beautiful and lively with smiles everywhere.

However, the elves lost a lot of their power when they lost contact with the Spirit World, which led to the decline of the fairies.

It wasn’t unreasonable for Sylvia and the other radicals to search for the Earth’s Tears all over the world.

The elves and other races of fairies were about to go extinct like the ancient dragons.

“But they farm.”

Philip looked at the clear fields around the village with a shocked face.

“Then where do you think the fairies eat?” Asked Erwin.

“I heard that they find stuff from forests and some mushrooms.”

At the words of Philip, not just Erwin but the other fairies too put up disgusted faces toward him.

Before they could say something hurtful to Philip, Luke intervened.

“Sir Philip, the fairies were the ones who have delivered the skills of agriculture to humans.”

“Uh, is that true, Lord?”

“Yep, all the seeds or crops and vegetables grown by the humans such as the wheat and barley were all improvised on what Elves have got from nature.”

It was after Luke had become a warlock that he had learned of the truth behind history.

In order to gain strength to fight his enemies, he traveled to some ancient places and ruins discovering their texts.

And those texts of ancient times didn’t just record the beginning of agriculture but also the truth of the ancient civilization.

‘If all of those came out, the history of the continent will flip over.’ Luke thought.

The Mado Empire, Abaron, lead the loss of the ancient civilization.

The lord of the Empire, who ruled the entire continent and protected its people against the powerful dragons, weren’t humans but fairies.

Thousands of years ago, humans were nothing more than some primitive barbarians who lived in the empire. Far from farming, they didn’t even know how to hunt or domesticate livestock.

They had no metals, so they used weapons or tools made of stone.

They were nothing but a lucky race to have survived against beasts and monsters.

The fairies were the ones who handed them civilization.

And it wasn’t out of good intention either, but rather it was because humans were docile and smarter than the orcs, goblins and the kobolds.

‘In other words, they were domesticating wild humans and making them into their livestock.’

At that time, Abaron was in need of a lot of labor, so they enslaved the humans.

And in that process, the humans began to learn agriculture from the elves, metallurgy from the dwarves, magic from the fairies, and martial arts from the Suin.

Receiving the knowledge and the culture from the fairies, humans have blossomed and became a threat to the fairies.