Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 148 Until the End of a Long Life

"By the way, why hasn't your appearance changed?"

During the adventurous journey, the elf lady finally realized that something was wrong with Lord.

More than ten years have passed since he and the other party reunited. For humans, this period of time is enough to bring about some changes in appearance, at least signs of growth can be seen.

But the guy in front of her seemed to be as young as he was at the beginning, so Celie asked her doubts.

"Perhaps it's because this body is special. After all, it contains the power of the gods, so its appearance won't change."

When the Goddess of Life used her power to create the Skywing people, she added a technique that would prevent their appearance from changing with time.

Now that I have inherited this authority, I have naturally learned this technique as well.

"Well, is it like some kind of magic that keeps you young forever?" Celie asked uncertainly.

For elves, this kind of magic is actually useless.

Because apart from external factors, the appearance of elves is actually difficult to change. In other words, after the elves grow to a certain stage, their bodies will basically freeze at this stage and will not age.

It can be said that it has a magical effect of eternal youth.

"Strictly speaking, not really." Lord shook his head. "After all, this thing can't be used on others. But we can study it later. I should be able to create magic with similar effects."

Celie didn't respond, after all, she had no interest in this kind of magic.

Now that she has fulfilled her wish of killing gods, she no longer pursues powerful magic, but instead turns to studying various magics that she has never seen before.

Besides, Lord's explanation sounds very reasonable.

Eternal youth brought about by divine power. Although Celie had never heard of such a thing, it still seemed unbelievable to her when it happened to Lord.

She stopped asking questions and just looked back at the ups and downs in the distance, but her thoughts quietly drifted to a farther place along the previous topic.

The silence lasted for a long time, with only the sound of their footsteps.

But the next second, Celie's steps suddenly stopped, and a thought suddenly popped into her mind.

She turned around, her gaze refocusing on Lord's face, which seemed to have been forgotten by time. "Since your appearance doesn't change with time, what about your lifespan? Has it changed as well?"

She asked directly, which was equivalent to asking directly whether Lord had also obtained magic similar to eternal youth and the magic that could prolong his life.

The power of the gods froze his face, but did it also freeze the fragile hourglass of human life?

Did he... also have nearly eternity?

Lord slowed down his pace upon hearing this.

He met Celia's seemingly calm gaze, but the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

"Oh?" He drew out his words, leaning forward slightly, getting closer to Celia, and deliberately lowering his voice with a hint of amusement, "Celia, you're so concerned about my lifespan. Aren't you worried that I won't live long enough to accompany you on this long journey?

Or…" He paused deliberately, admiring the Elf Lady's calm expression as it gradually became flustered, "Actually, you really don't want me to die?"

"Nonsense!"

Celia was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. Her fur instantly stood up and she turned her head away abruptly, leaving Lord with only the back of her golden head.

Her voice suddenly rose in a strong tone, "Who would be reluctant to part with a daring fellow like you!!!"

Her tone was somewhat urgent, almost as if she were trying to cover something up, as if that would suppress the panic in her heart. She couldn't imagine what the long future would be like without this bold human being.

Those thirty years of searching… were long and lonely enough.

Lord looked at Celie's forcedly calm silhouette and chuckled, "Really? If I really die someday..." He paused deliberately, looking at Celie's unconsciously tense shoulders, "You don't have to foolishly and aimlessly spend thirty years searching for me like before. After all, I'm just lying there. Miss Elf, your precious life should be spent pursuing more interesting magic."

"I wasn't aimlessly walking around!" Celie retorted immediately. "If you were truly dead, I'd just..." She took a deep breath, trying to sound more casual. "Occasionally, very occasionally, I might pass by your grave and take a look."

After she finished speaking, as if she was afraid that Lord would say something that would make her embarrassed to answer, she quickened her pace and walked to the front, leaving only Lord with her back.

Lord looked at her back, shook his head helplessly and lovingly, but the smile on his lips lingered for a long time.

Miss Elf doesn't lie and is still so hard-mouthed but soft-hearted.

He knew her too well.

What she meant by "passing by and taking a look" probably meant that she would "pass by" there every day.

When she said "occasionally", it probably meant "often".

She was afraid of his death and disappearance, just as he was also afraid of not being able to continue walking with her.

However, what Celie didn't know was that the moment he took over the remaining authority of the Goddess of Life, he had already encountered the possibility of reincarnation magic.

The power of God is not only to freeze one's appearance, but also to reshape the essence of life.

In a sense, he has already touched the threshold of eternal life, or in other words, he has a long life comparable to that of the elves.

But looking at the stubborn elf lady in front of him who got angry at the slightest teasing, Lord maliciously did not tell her the truth.

Tell her?

If I tell her now, she will definitely be furious.

Moreover, it seems quite interesting to see her being so clumsy and stubborn now?

Let this bold human being exist for a while longer.

One day, when they have walked through long enough years together, long enough for her to begin to wonder why this bold human has not grown old, it will not be too late to give her a surprise.

A smile of success appeared on Lord's face, and he took a few quick steps to catch up with Celie.

"Hey, Miss Elf, why are you walking so fast? Wait for me!"

"Shut up! Stay away from me!"

Celie didn't even look back and walked faster.

But no one saw it, she bit her lip tightly, and had already made up her mind.

If that day ever comes, she will definitely not just "pass by occasionally."

She would go every day, bringing a bouquet of flowers that he might like, or some newly discovered magic to "show" him.

Then she would sit in front of his grave, just like before, even though he was no longer noisy and annoying, and she could only listen to her quietly.

And then until the end of her long life.

(End of this chapter)