Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 121 Let Kraft Bear This Heavy Honor
After leaving the suffocating dead zone of the God's Fall, even the starlight that I had never paid attention to before became softer.

Celie's steps were somewhat brisk, and her long golden hair danced gently in the moonlight.

The other party was enthusiastically discussing the next adventure plan with Lord.

It is said that in the far north, there is a very ancient magical relic, which may contain magical knowledge that even the elves have never seen.

But now it is very dangerous there, and has completely become the lair of the demons.

The demons even established a real kingdom there and elected a demon king.

Celie simply found the demons' actions amusing.

It's also good to bring some sense of crisis to the world in an appropriate way.

But the premise is that it must be within a reasonable range.

Celie hated one-sided wars, just like when the demons were suppressing the coalition forces. If Lord had not taken action at that time, the demons would have likely won.

This was something Celie would never allow herself to see.

Lord listened to Celie's story with a smile and asked her about her companions.

"Speaking of which, do you know anything about other people's affairs?"

"I know, but I've never met them. I actually went to see them when Norn ascended the throne, but I only saw them from afar."

It turned out that Miss Elf was there at the time.

Lord remembered that Norn had complained to him before, that it was such a celebratory occasion, but only Som showed up.

Norn was just complaining casually, like a joke between good friends, and he didn't mean to express any real dissatisfaction.

If the other party knew that Celia had been there, he would probably be very happy.

But it seems that Celie doesn't know about Eric.

As the joy of reunion faded, a sense of responsibility began to emerge: he needed to tell Celie about Eric.

"Celiai, I have something to tell you about Eric."

Celie paused, turned her head, her eyes slightly confused. "Eric? Come to think of it, I haven't heard anything about him in over a decade, even though he was quite active before."

Thirty years ago, two humans appeared on this continent, adventuring together and teaching magic.

These two people are Norn and Eric.

Among them, Norn told the people in every village along the way about his idea of ​​creating the first human country, so he was called Holy King Norn.

Eric taught the magic he learned to others without reservation and earned the title of sage.

At that time, someone wanted to call him a great sage, but Eric refused.

The other party knew that only Lord could be worthy of being a true great sage.

And I am just someone who borrows the other party's knowledge and continues the other party's will.

At that time, the two were quite famous in this continent, and even Celie had heard of them.

But fifteen years ago, Celie hadn't heard any news about Eric.

She originally thought that the other party should stay with Norn and help him build the human country, but now it seems that this is not the case.

"Have you ever heard of the name of the first Demon King, Asmodeus?"

Celia nodded.

The other party's name is very famous. Not to mention her, all the races on this continent that are not particularly isolated from the news have heard of the other party's name.

In some races, even mentioning someone's name can stop a wailing child from crying. "Could it be?" Celia looked at Lord with disbelief, as if she had suddenly thought of something.

Eric had disappeared fifteen years ago, and the demon king Asmodeus had also appeared fifteen years ago, which made it hard for Celie not to be suspicious.

"Yes." Lord admitted Celie's guess, "Eric is the first demon king Asmodeus."

He told Celia as clearly as possible what he had heard from Norn about Eric and how he had been corrupted.

After hearing this, Celie fell silent.

It's not that she is completely insensitive to human emotions, but her long life as an elf often makes her completely isolate herself from certain emotions, thus showing an almost cold objectivity and indifference.

She tilted her head slightly, as if digesting the information. There was not much expression on her face, but she seemed to be thinking about something.

"So," she began, her voice calm, "he's now the Demon King, a dangerous being that will bring danger to the world?"

"You could say that," Lord tried to defend his former companion, "but he's also a victim. It was the goddess's power that twisted and eroded him."

"So what are you going to do?" Celie asked directly, "Find him and then... kill him?"

Celie knew that Eric was beyond saving.

The goddess's corrosive power is so terrifying that unless you take action at the very beginning of the erosion, it will be too late.

Lord looked at her deeply and shook his head: "No, this matter needs to wait for Norn to decide."

"Norn?" Celie was a little surprised. "Why?"

"Because he is Eric's best friend. Although we are also his companions, I would rather get his choice in this matter."

He paused and added, "Besides, even if Norn made the same choice as you, I would let Kraft carry it out."

"Kraft?" Celie frowned slightly. "Can he finish it?"

Kraft is indeed very strong. As a warrior, he is one of the best among the elves.

But now, with the blessing of the goddess' power, Eric's strength has been improved to an unimaginable level.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to "convince" so many demons and become the well-deserved Demon King.

"Don't worry. I'll analyze the teleportation array used by the demons back then. When Kraft arrives at the Demon King's City, I'll personally take action!"

"Oh!" Miss Elf became interested. "What are you going to do? It sounds interesting."

"This is confidential for now."

"Tsk!" Celie was a little unhappy when she heard that the man didn't intend to tell her, but she didn't continue to ask. Instead, she remembered something and rarely showed a trace of sympathy.

"Isn't this too cruel to Kraft?"

It is undoubtedly a very cruel thing for a former boy who was polluted and twisted and became a demon king to be declared dead by the elves whom the other party regarded as their predecessor and hero.

This is true for both Kraft and Eric.

"This is a necessary sacrifice. Kraft still owes me a promise, so let this be used to offset it. Besides," his eyes suddenly became sharp, "I won't push the task of letting Eric rest in peace onto anyone else."

A glint of understanding flashed in Celie's eyes. "Then it seems you don't intend to enjoy the honor of saving the world again."

Killing the First Demon King and saving the world from his danger is indeed a great honor.

"No need!" Lord's tone was very calm, "I don't need this honor."

Celia didn't continue to persuade him, but her next words made Lord feel a chill in his heart.

(End of this chapter)