Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 161 A Game of Time
The cave turned to ashes under Ella's magic, and the remaining breath of Shulahat was completely destroyed.

But the doubts in Lord and Celie's hearts did not dissipate.

"He ran really fast." Celiai watched the last trace disappear, her voice cold. "If its ability to predict the future is even remotely true, then if it wants to hide, it'll be hard for us to find it."

"Passive waiting isn't our style, Celie." Lord sheathed Org. "Since they dared to show up and target you, it means they think they have a chance. We've been silent for too long, so long that they've forgotten their former fears."

Celie looked at Lord, and the tacit understanding of a thousand years made her understand what he meant instantly.

She nodded slightly: "Then let them remember it again."

After a thousand years, the legendary elf saint Celia once again stepped into the mortal world.

The news was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, instantly causing huge waves.

When Celie appeared in the kingdom of elves, the whole country was in an uproar.

Celia, the great saint who brought the Age of Mythology to an end, shares the same prestige as another legendary warrior, the monk Kraft.

Now, she is back!
Its existence itself is the strongest reassurance for the elves.

Lord, by contrast, is much more low-key.

He was wearing an inconspicuous cloak with a wide hood covering most of his face. If there were elves in the Elf Kingdom who still recognized him, it would be troublesome.

Celie tacitly did not introduce him in detail, and only called him a guard she met on the road.

The name of God Slayer Lord is too shocking and too sensitive.

What they need is to find the traces of the demons, not to scare them so much that they burrow into the ground and dare not show their heads.

Lord knew very well that if the demons knew he was still alive, those powerful demons would only hide deeper.

The two began to tour the entire continent, trying to find their traces.

However, the results were disappointing.

The demons seemed to have completely evaporated overnight.

Occasionally, we would encounter a few lone demons, but they were all newly born and could not provide any useful information at all.

Those slightly stronger demons that attacked the elf villages everywhere were as if they had never existed, and the two could not find any trace of them.

"They hid, they hid very deep"

Standing in a wilderness, Celie looked at the gray sky, her tone carrying a rare hint of helplessness.

"Our failure to kill that demon was our biggest failure. That guy probably saw our actions and had all the demons hide in advance. He's waiting."

Lord was silent, his fingers rubbing against each other subconsciously.

He could feel an invisible haze enveloping himself and Celia, but the source was hidden deep in the darkness and he had no idea where to start.

Hulahat's strategy is simple yet effective, using endless time to counteract the limited lifespan of humans.

In this case, Lord's predictive magic would be of no use.

After all, his predictive magic was not something he was born with like Shulahart's, but came from Orger, a nearly passive prophecy.

Naturally, this cannot be used to find the traces of the demons.

If it were someone else, they might really be dragged to death by this move and become a Tsugikuni Yoriichi with regrets.

But unfortunately, he is not.

He is Yoriichi after turning into a demon.

The demon's plan was doomed to fail.

During this time, they also passed by the human kingdom established by the Norn in the past.

What was once a small city has now developed into a vast empire. The capital city, which was not much larger than a town, has become a magnificent city.

In the central square of the royal capital, they saw the statue of the first King Norn. His achievements were engraved on the base of the statue, which naturally included the legendary story of fighting side by side with the Elf Saint Celia and the God Slayer Lord.

Seeing that the ideal country they once worked together for is developing in a positive direction may be a rare comfort in their long lives.

"Norn did a good job."

Lord said something in a low voice, so soft that only Celia beside him could hear it.

Celie said "hmm" softly without turning around, but a smile still appeared in her pupils.

They did not disturb anyone and quietly left this prosperous city like ordinary passers-by.

Time passes mercilessly.

One year, two years, five years, ten years.

Lord and Celie were like two ghosts, searching the continent.

Although villains were shattered wherever Celie went, the real target she wanted to catch was always hiding in deeper shadows.

Moreover, Lord could clearly feel that this new body was almost reaching its limit. Although it had not yet produced any impact, when that day really came, it would be a bit hasty to reincarnate again.

Celia also noticed this. It would be more accurate to say that she had been keeping track of the remaining time Lord had.

She was silent for a moment before she said, "Let's go back."

Lord paused and looked at Celia. Deep in her eyes, there was the same helplessness as his.

"It's meaningless, Lord." Celia's voice was soft but firm. "It's playing a time game with us."

"Even if we continue searching for twenty or fifty years, we might find some insignificant fish.

But if you can't catch the biggest one, your reincarnation is the most important, as long as you are still alive."

She didn't say anything else, but her meaning was clear.

As long as Lord is still alive, as long as Lord can continue to reincarnate, that demon is destined to be the loser of this game.

Lord and Celia looked at each other for a long time, and finally sighed. Now he was somewhat certain.

That demon is Shulahart!

Only that guy could be so cunning and cautious.

"Okay." He nodded, "Let's go back."

The two returned to the secluded cabin deep in the forest, as if they had just made a long and fruitless journey.

Time in the forest remained the same, and Ella had long since grown into an independent elf wizard. She was extremely happy to see them return.

In the years after his return, Lord continued to study magic and made more sophisticated preparations for his new reincarnation.

Celia would occasionally teach magic to some people with magical talent outside the forest, but she did not formally accept them as disciples like Ella did.

The two of them lay dormant quietly, accumulating strength and waiting silently.

Waiting for the enemy hiding in the shadow of time to show his fangs again.

Waiting for the next reincarnation to begin.

Waiting for the birth and appearance of those familiar figures.

Lord leaned back in his rocking chair, looking at the greenery outside the window, thinking to himself.

What will the world look like when you wake up next time?
And time flows silently.

(End of this chapter)