Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 164 Two Different Concepts

Day after day, life becomes different because of Lord's awakening and Volame's existence.

Volame's talent is indeed amazing. Her understanding and control of magic far exceeds that of most magic apprentices. The motivation derived from hatred makes her progress at a rapid pace.

One day, Volame was practicing Celiac magic alone in the open space outside the cottage.

Lord stood by the window and watched quietly.

Celie walked silently to his side, her eyes also falling on the small figure.

"Why?" Celie's voice was very soft, breaking the silence between the two.

She didn't look at Lord, but only at Volame. "Why are you suddenly interested in teaching her with me? This is not like your usual style."

During these thousand years, Lord and she also saw many lives from the outside world.

In order to pass the long time, she would choose to find some creatures with good magical talents to teach them magic.

Among them, Ella is her most outstanding disciple.

But Lord had never done such a thing, as if the godslayer who spread magical knowledge everywhere a thousand years ago was not the same Lord a thousand years later.

To this, Lord's response was, "Civilization has its own way, and so does magic."

He has already made a start for the humans in this world, and now it is time to let them develop freely. This is the true path for magic.

Now facing Celia's question again, Lord did not answer immediately.

He was thinking:

Being able to teach that legendary human magician, watching her grow step by step and eventually become that "Volamei"? This is simply an incomparable and wonderful experience.

But of course he couldn't say that.

"Just killing time." Lord tried to sound casual. "It's quite interesting to watch her gradually master her power. Besides..." He paused, his eyes falling on Volame's focused profile. "Her talent is indeed worth cultivating."

Celie tilted her head and examined Lord, as if trying to dig deeper from his calm expression.

She felt that Lord's attention to Volame seemed to be more than just a way to pass the time, but she couldn't put her finger on what it was.

In the end, she just said "hmm" lightly without further investigation.

"She's making rapid progress," Celie turned her gaze back to Volame with a hint of satisfaction. "That hatred is the best fuel that drives her forward."

Lord frowned.

This is exactly what he is worried about.

During the following teaching, Lord felt more and more clearly the unusualness of Celia's teaching method.

The core of Celia's teaching is extremely simple: how to kill the opponent more efficiently.

Whether it's the demons or any other race, it's all the same.

The magic she taught Volame was mostly destructive and targeted at the opponent's weaknesses.

During every practice session, Celiai would emphasize the practical application of magic, simulate combat scenarios, and require Volame's spellcasting to be accompanied by a clear "killing intent."

This action reminded him of the first time he met Celie, when she asked him to use light arrow magic, but only with murderous intent.

Celia continued to strengthen the only goal in Volame's mind, which was revenge.

Under Celia's guidance, Volame became increasingly cold and began to be driven by hatred.

Lord saw it and was worried.

He understood Celia's starting point and also understood the hatred in Volame's heart.

But he knew better that being completely driven by hatred was an extremely dangerous path.

The greatness of Volamere in history lies not only in her immense power, but also in her profound rationality and her exploration of magical knowledge based on that rationality. He could not allow this original, most ancient human mage to fall into depravity.

So Lord began his plan.

He did not directly deny Celia's teachings, nor did he question the goal of revenge in front of Volame. He chose a more roundabout and subtle way.

He taught Volame the magic in the holy book.

Sometimes, healing magic is the best antidote to heal a person.

Although Volame didn't quite understand why Lord wanted to teach him this kind of magic that couldn't kill people, he still studied it diligently.

Once, a wounded fawn suddenly came into their sight.

Volame subconsciously wanted to kill the opponent with the light arrow she had just learned, but Lord stopped her.

"Wait." Lord squatted down and released soothing magic to prevent the little deer from running away. "Try using the healing magic I just taught you. It doesn't need to be too powerful, just a little bit will be enough."

Volame was stunned for a moment, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

cure?

This seemed to go against what Teacher Celia had taught her.

But under Lord's insistent gaze, she still hesitantly extended her hand.

When the light representing vitality appeared from her fingertips and covered the bleeding part of the fawn, and she watched the wound slowly heal and the fawn's eyes gradually become gentle, a sense of satisfaction surged in Volame's heart for the first time.

Celia stood not far away, taking in all of this.

She watched Lord gently teach Volame, and saw the momentary confusion in Volame's eyes.

She did not step forward to stop it, nor did she make any comments.

Those golden pupils were extremely calm, showing no emotion.

She just watched quietly.

He watched Lord throw a few stones of rationality and gentleness into Volame's heart, which was filled with hatred, trying to stir up some different ripples.

She understood Lord's intention.

Lord feared that hatred would destroy the child.

But Celia also has her persistence.

It was this deep-rooted hatred that gave Volame such amazing perseverance, allowing her to make rapid progress in such a short period of time.

And this motivation will take her to a whole new height, and for this, all sacrifices are worth it.

The different ideas between the two people quietly collided in Volame's small body and mind.

Volame is caught in the middle and sometimes feels confused.

As she practiced her destructive magic, her heart was filled with hatred for the demons.

But when Lord taught her healing magic and even took her to help a weak creature, a subtle but uneasy happiness arose in her heart.
She didn't understand why Mr. Lord taught these useless things for revenge.

Isn't revenge just about killing the other person?
But she trusted both teachers, especially the one who had the same name as the godslayer she admired.

So, although she was confused, she still tried hard to learn everything Lord taught her.

Celie noticed Volame's confusion and Lord's behavior.

She did not interfere, but occasionally kept her eyes on the two of them when Lord was teaching Volame magic.

It seems as if it is measuring something, or as if it is just waiting patiently, waiting for time to give the final answer.

(End of this chapter)