Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 122 Let Miss Elf Understand Feelings

"Actually..." Celie's tone was almost innocent, yet eerily calm. "I'm wondering, if Eric could continue to live as the Demon King, allowing this chaos and threat to continue, wouldn't the world be more interesting?"

Lord stopped abruptly.

Celie didn't seem to notice that something was wrong with Lord and continued to tell the story.

“You see, a powerful demon king who possesses the power of a goddess will inevitably force all races to unite, thus starting a new war.

And in this war, magic will develop once again, just like the wars in the mythological era thousands of years ago.

And then fight, and keep fighting."

"Celiai, it's wrong for you to think like that." Lord turned around helplessly and used a little strength to knead the cheeks of the elf lady in front of him whose thoughts were slightly twisted.

"War isn't actually that fun. Countless lives will suffer and be destroyed because of it. Do you want the Elf Kingdom to experience the tragedy of the Elf Forest as well?"

Because of his participation, the kingdom of elves was saved from destruction by the demons.

But the decline of the elves is irreversible.

But it will not be like in later generations, where the elves are on the verge of extinction, but they will no longer have the glory of the past.

Miss Elf was silent.

She really didn't want the Elf Kingdom to experience such a tragedy.

Lord continued to persuade him, "And I believe Eric is also looking forward to being freed. Don't let your old friend continue to be tortured, Celie."

Celie was shocked by Lord's extremely serious tone.

Maybe this man is right?
She opened her mouth, as if wanting to argue, but she didn't know where to start. In the end, she just muttered softly, "But if one day in the future, you are not by my side, where will I go?"

Before meeting Lord, Celie loved this era of chaos among all races and also loved the current war.

But after meeting Lord, she found that going on adventures with him was also a very interesting thing.

But Lord was only a short-lived human being after all, with a lifespan of no more than a hundred years.

Once the other person is gone, how will she spend the long days ahead?
In the end, we can only return to the original idea.

War and chaos.

That was the best way for her to pass the boring life.

"It's okay!" Lord's voice softened. "I will always be by your side and won't go anywhere."

He knew that Celia had no ill intentions, but the elf's long life and weak emotions made her look at things too indifferently.

He had to make her understand human feelings, understand Eric's pain.

Only in this way can Miss Elf gradually understand human emotions.

"Eric is our partner. He once fought to protect us, but now he needs to rest in peace. Helping him end his pain is our best option."

After a moment of silence, Celie's eyes no longer held the initial thought, but were replaced by a kind of contemplation and a little confusion.

For the first time, she seemed to truly understand the weight of the human emotion in Lorde's words.

"I understand," she whispered finally. "Then I'll do as you say. Now let me go, you insolent man."

It seemed that the man was indeed angry, and he even increased his strength a bit, causing himself to feel a little pain.

That's outrageous. I'll remember this grudge.

Lord loosened his hand and looked at the slightly reddened cheeks on Celie's face caused by his pinching. He rubbed them with heartache, but was wiped away by the other's little hand.

The night is dark.

A small bonfire was lit in the open space.

The air was filled with the smell of burning branches and a faint hint of burnt food.

Celie sat cross-legged beside the campfire, staring at the figure beside the fire without blinking.

Lord was flipping the skewers in his hands with a bit of unfamiliarity. It had been a while since he had cooked, so he seemed flustered for a moment.

Celie thought back to a long time ago.

At that time, it was just him and me, no one else, and there was no fateful battle afterwards, just the two of them.

Now we are finally back to the starting point.

Celia was very happy in her heart, but she still looked unhappy.

"Hmph." Celie's nose twitched slightly, smelling the burnt smell in the air. She snorted in disgust without disguising herself, "Lord, are you burnt?"

Seeing those few pieces of poor gray-horned rabbit meat, the edges had turned black. Celie even believed without a doubt that these charred pieces and the dark erosion of the goddesses were enough to be feared.

Lord's hand paused, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face.

It's a bit embarrassing. I haven't cooked for a long time, especially after I got a pot. I rarely make skewers, so now I don't know how to make them.

This is not okay.

After all, I am a man who has survived in this world for more than half a year by eating skewers. How can I be defeated by such a small setback!
So Lord quickly focused all his attention on the skewers in his hand. He had only used such concentrated attention when Orger's magic power was fully released, but now he used it on the skewers.

I can only say that it's a bit ridiculous.

As expected, the skewers became even more mushy.

"Ahem," Lorde began to cover up with a teasing smile, "Actually, sometimes it tastes better when it's a little burnt!"

Seeing Celie's disbelief, Lord defended himself again: "I haven't cooked in 30 years, so my cooking skills are inevitably rusty. Besides, I don't have my secret seasonings with me, and even a skilled cook can't cook without them!"

As he spoke, he handed a piece of rabbit meat that looked the best to Celie: "This one looks okay, how about trying it?"

Celie looked at the skewer of meat, which was still a little burnt, with suspicion.

She didn't believe what the man said.

But seeing the other party's expression of trying hard to sell it, Celie finally took it carefully with the mentality of giving it a try.

She was smart and blew away the hot air first, then opened her small mouth and gently bit a little of the part that was not burnt on the edge.

"Hmm..." After chewing carefully, Celie's eyes narrowed slightly, seemingly savoring it carefully, but in fact, it was because it was too unpalatable.

"It's so hard and doesn't have much flavor!" she commented mercilessly. "Compared to the ones you baked before, it's much less tasty."

Lord chuckled a few times, put down the skewers in his hand and thought about continuing to pass them over. He just used a branch to poke the fire to make the flames burn more vigorously.

"Yes," Lord said with a hint of nostalgia, "At that time, I never thought that a bunch of casually grilled mushrooms would attract an elf lady."

(End of this chapter)