Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 166 Let the Elf Lady Come Down to Earth
"What's the difference?" Celie was a little confused about the difference Lord mentioned.

In her opinion, there was nothing wrong with allowing Volame to use hatred as motivation.

She wanted revenge and wanted to become stronger, and as her teacher, she should fulfill this wish. Besides, she was also looking forward to the day when Volame became stronger.

Isn't it the case that a so-called magic teacher only needs to make his students strong enough?

"Because she's still young!" Lord's tone became more serious. "Folamei, she's only ten years old! Her mind is far from mature!"

Celie had never come into contact with children, let alone human children, so she had no idea how difficult it would be to cultivate a human child's personality or even the child itself.

The only child she had ever come into contact with was probably Ella hundreds of years ago.

But Ella has her own parents and doesn't need Celia to teach her about this.

Celie only needs to teach her magic, and the development of her character and even herself is all done by Ella's parents.

In fact, Lord didn't know how to raise a human child, and he had no experience, but he would use the knowledge from the books he accidentally read in his previous life to take action.

After all, not everyone is born a parent.

Although it was a bit strange to say this, and Volame was not his own child, Lord did not mind learning and making Volame become the powerful magician in his memory.

But Celia has no knowledge in this area, so naturally she won't consider this issue.

"Volamei's life had just begun when she was engulfed in hatred. When she needed guidance the most to understand her world, she was forced to have a single goal: revenge!"

Lord took a step forward and pressed hard on Celia's shoulders.

"Celiai, since we have become her teacher and guide on the path of magic, we must not only teach her magic, but also help her use this power correctly. Do you hope that Volame will one day become a disaster to the world?"

After hearing Lord's next words, Celie's eyes lit up instantly, but under the pressure of the other party's gaze, she still uttered the word "I don't want to" through her teeth.

She thought it would be very interesting if such a day really came.

There is nothing more interesting than having one's own students become the ones who bring disaster to the world.

But what Lord said made sense, which made her feel conflicted.

After all, in her opinion, for Lord, her love for war can be completely suppressed.

Who makes this man seem to dislike war?

"You taught her that strength is for killing, and magic is the most efficient tool for destruction. While that's true for dealing with demons, it's only one-sided. Strength can also be used for protection, and magic leads to the very essence of the world. It encompasses everything, not just destruction.

If we only teach her to seek revenge and let her become stronger through hatred, then the world in her eyes will always be a reflection of hatred and destruction.

She might become an extremely powerful avenger, a destroyer that the demons would tremble in fear of.

But she will also lose the possibility of feeling the other colors of life! Her heart may be occupied by hatred forever! "

Lord's tone was almost pleading: "The future of Volame has infinite possibilities, but this one possibility is not the ending I want to see.

So I want to guide her, guide her to a perfect ending, because I am her teacher."

Lord's words echoed in Celie's ears, and every word hit her heart heavily.

She stood there quietly, her eyes reflecting Lord's figure and her thoughts.

The expression on his face seemed to relax slightly.

Over the millennia, Celie has taught many lives.

She imparted knowledge, taught them the magic they desired, and helped each talented individual reach their full potential, transforming them into powerful magicians. She never imagined that the role of a teacher carried such a heavy responsibility.

She was used to looking at the death of life from the perspective of an elf.

In her eyes, human life is short, and it is not easy for it to shine brightly.

Volame's hatred is her motivation. Using this motivation to quickly become stronger is the most efficient way in Celie's opinion.

As for whether her heart will become cold and twisted because of this?
Perhaps that was the price she had to pay for her power.

After all, in Celie's long life, she had heard too many examples of power backlashing her, and she had long been accustomed to it.

But Lord is different.

He is human, and he understands the complex emotions and possibilities contained in that short life.

He regarded Volame not only as a gifted magic apprentice, but also as a little girl who needed his guidance.

The teacher he mentioned is someone who cares about the growth of another human being from a human perspective.

This perspective was something Celia had never considered.

She remembered Lord's teachings to Volame, which seemed particularly clear at this moment against the backdrop of Lord's words.

Time seemed to stand still in the open space for a long time.

Celia's gaze shifted away from Lord's face, and the indifference in her eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by a light of confusion and thought.

In the end, she neither refuted nor agreed.

After all, Volame was the first being Lord was willing to teach, and was able to accept the training of both a godslayer and a saint at the same time.

And her talent deserves such treatment.

Lord's words alone could not completely convince Celie. After all, for the elf lady, she had already done her best by teaching magic to these people, and she had no obligation to take care of them like children.

But since this man had taken the initiative to speak, let's just treat Volame as a special case.

Celie nodded, her movement so slight that it was almost imperceptible.

Then she spoke, her voice filled with a complex emotion that even she herself felt unfamiliar with: "...I understand."

Just a few simple words.

Even though he didn't express his approval, Lord had already seen the implication.

This was the first time that Miss Elf truly began to think about the deeper meaning of the word "teacher" beyond imparting power.

This was a crack in her long life, a crack in her indifferent emotions, and the beginning of a change.

Lord looked at the thoughtful glint in Celie's eyes and understood.

Changing the mindset of an elf lady who has existed for thousands of years is not something that can be done overnight.

But being able to make her start thinking and start to shake that detached mentality is already a huge progress.

He believed that time would change everything and would bring this elf lady who had always been aloof down to earth.

And then, your chance will come.

(End of this chapter)