Novel & Cerita Bacchus Fairy Tail

A mysterious voice echo followed by a teasing chuckles. "Y-yes! Encantos. You are encantos, beings who wear white vivid dresses, pointed ears, maple hair and blue eyes. R-right?" Fabien exclaims. The mysterious voices turns into pure silence. Then, a perfect description of what Fabien has said, appears directly in front of him. It is a little girl, "Let's play!" Then followed by the others. The oldest seems to be of age with Lucia. She walks forward and confronts the two.

“I’ll be here waiting until the Luna is finished.” “Bacchus? I’ve never seen him before.” I remarked, a new thread of confusion weaving into my thoughts as Bernadette began to lead me inside the transformed library. “He’s an old friend of mine,” she explained, her voice calm and steady. “I brought him in after the war, especially when Perseus was making so many changes to the palace’s staff.” “What?” I mused, the single word carrying a torrent of questions. Changes? What kind of changes?

It looks like a human now, but more magical. The water fairy is pale but her skin is smooth, almost as clear as the water. She's beautiful as well with her blue eyes, dark hair, and pointy ears but the main highlight of her beauty is her wings. They are like that of the wings of a swallowtail butterfly but instead of different colors, its body is like waves of the ocean. "She's Wera, the head fairy of the water fairies." Maddie kept staring at Wera and she couldn't hide her amusement. Wera slightly bowed before them.

Of course, he couldn’t let anyone else join in; after all, he—and only he—was allowed to have fun there. The White-Winged Ring Bearer stood up and snapped his fingers; at that moment, a white light appeared before him. The white light transformed into a tiny fairy with white hair and white wings, her gaze appearing completely lifeless. But the way she bowed her head to the White-Winged One made it clear she understood that the person before her was the master she was meant to serve. Upon seeing the little fairy, the White-Winged One’s smile brightened; he snapped his fingers, and another figure appeared before his eyes. He created five fairies at once, each of a different color—a clear indic

“But now, I managed to just shave your beard and not cut your neck. Wouldn’t that be a pity if I did?” Lord Beike laughed manically and stood up from his seat. When I felt the fluctuation of energy in the air, I promptly built a barrier around me. “Lord Beike, your reverse barrier is stronger now than the last time we met. I bet you’re cultivating your powers with magical cores of humans?” Lord Beike only laughed and grinned, “Human cores are useless. I prefer those from pure blooded water fairies.” “What…?” My brows furrowed as soon as he said that. I gritted my teeth and dissolved his reverse barrier. Anger started to build inside me, and the flames were getting hotter and bigger.

I glared. He coughed, gasping for air. His Adam's apple bobbing in fear, my blade nicking his skin, letting a trickle of blood drip down his throat. “Am I clear?” I questioned. “Y...Yes… Kitsune.” he stammered. I snorted and put my blade away. “Pussy.” I scoffed, walking away, letting the weak bastard sink to the ground, holding his throat.

I want this token to be remembered for all eternity. 'Are you sure about this, Greko? I heard that he pampered his luna to the moon.' 'Do not tell me that you are getting scared of that whore? The behemoth lost because she summoned the Phoniex from the elven continent. But summoning a supernatural beast like that one needs offering and great strength. I am damn sure that the whore is recuperating right now behind that bastard.'

I’m stronger than Hercules to beat the illness. As I was taking my own path to find Moha, someone called me. “Nowo.” It is some kind of little voice which I guess is coming from the right side. I quickly search for that someone who just spoke my name, then I see a fairy. She’s very lovely and pretty. “Hiya,” the fairy said, and then she smiled at me. “Uhm...hi,” I answered, and then I smiled back.

However, the Silly Husky behind Chase was a summoned Acala, merely borrowing the form of Greedy Wolf Silly Husky. It was vastly different from the Nefarious Spirits that others cultivated. Therefore, Barry's greeting was in vain. Seeing that Silly Husky did not respond, Barry's expression darkened. "Silly Husky, since you're being so rude, I won't be polite either." He also realized that the Silly Husky behind Chase might not be the same one he knew. Therefore, Barry immediately changed his attitude and launched an attack.

For her mate to be saved. When Accashia was only a few feet away and was standing across from him, a part of Bathal was magnetized and his gaze wasn’t able to pull away from Accashia’s face. ‘So she’s the one you’ve chosen to bless, hm, my Galathea.’ Bathal said to himself, and with shaking hands, he slowly lifted his hand. Only closing his other fingers, he pointed his finger at Accashia. When she was a few inches away, so close that she was able to touch Bathal’s shoulder.