Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 167: Celia, do you want a daughter?

After that heavy conversation, Celie seemed to have really taken Lord's plea to heart.

She didn't change immediately, nor did she say anything to Volame, but a subtle change quietly appeared in her teaching.

The initial changes are reflected in some daily life.

Celia no longer uses the demons as an example to arouse Volame's hatred after every magic practice as she did before.

Instead, when she successfully casts a spell, Celie will comment on the shortcomings of her magic power, so that the little girl can do better and more perfectly next time.

Volame was keenly aware of this change.

She was a little confused, but more relaxed.

In the past, every successful spell casting felt like adding a shovel of dirt to the grave of his hometown, and the pressure of revenge was always there.

Now, Teacher Celiai seemed to rarely push herself, which made her tense nerves relax a little unconsciously during practice.

Then, Celia began to consciously adjust the proportion of training content.

She will still teach Volame powerful offensive magic, the core content will naturally not change, but she will also teach Volame sacred magic together with Lord.

These contents, which were originally taught by Lord alone, have now been included in Volame's daily curriculum.

Perhaps Celie really did regard Volame as a special case.

Willing to spend more time to cultivate each other.

Of course, Volame didn't know what the conversation in the clearing was about, but she instinctively attributed the change to Lord.

She had experienced how Teacher Lord gently guided her.

And now, Teacher Celia has also chosen to do so.

Although neither of them told her the truth, it must have been Mr. Lord who persuaded Ms. Celie!

This realization filled her heart with gratitude and a deeper sense of closeness to Lord.

She no longer felt hesitant and stressed because of the differences in teaching philosophies between the two teachers.

Although Teacher Celia was still strict, her requirements seemed to be clearer, allowing her to fully immerse herself in the ocean of magic.

Teacher Lord is the lighthouse in the ocean, giving her guidance and care when she feels tired or confused, and leading her to appreciate the broader side of magic.

In this atmosphere, Volame was able to devote all his attention to the study of magic and grow rapidly in a completely different way than before.

Far from slowing down, her progress has shown even more amazing potential as the burden has been reduced.

One afternoon, Lord sat in his little rocking chair, watching Volame demonstrate his magic in front of Celie.

The little girl from the past can now be described as a young girl. Although she is still a little immature, she already has a certain fighting ability.

Lord thought that it was time to take Volame for some practical training, but the prerequisite was that there had to be monsters around.

The flowers in the greenhouse are too fragile, and the path that Volame has to take is destined to be a journey full of wind and rain.

Volame's magic finally worked.

Several beams of light appeared around her and were controlled by her, flying towards the ground not far away, making loud explosions.

"Very good, you did a good job." Celie gave a rare direct affirmation.

Volame smiled happily. In that smile, besides the joy of success, there was also a pure love for magic itself.

The magic that Vlamem just unleashed wasn't just a simple light gun spell; it also included some tracking capabilities. Although this magic is rarely used by Celia and Lord now—since Lord improved all his magic to be more wide-range—Celia herself is unwilling to waste time deliberately controlling the direction of magic during battle.

After all, instead of predicting the opponent's escape route, it is better to directly block all the opponent's retreat routes!
This is Celia's choice.

But it's only for herself.

Ordinary magicians cannot bear such a severe consumption of magic power. Only she, Celia! can do this!

When she thought of this, Celie's little face turned upside down.

Lord watched this scene, picked up a cup of fruit tea, walked to Celie and handed it to her.

Celie took it naturally, her eyes still fixed on the excited Volame.

"How do you feel?" Lord asked softly, with a hint of meaning.

Celie took a sip of fruit tea and didn't directly answer Lord's question: "Human cubs... are indeed much more complicated than elves."

This was the first time that Celie had come into contact with this kind of young child, but the surprises that Volame brought her far exceeded all those in the past thousand years.

Watching the other person grow up slowly under her guidance, and being slowly shaped by her in terms of strength and even herself, that kind of satisfaction is something Celie has never experienced before.

However, Celie only wanted to experience this kind of satisfaction once.

As she had thought before, Volame would be a special case.

A special case that can be cultivated and taught from an early age.

Celie looked at Lord. The coldness in her eyes was gone, replaced by a glimmer of interest. "Observing her as a special case... perhaps it would be very interesting."

She acknowledged Lorde's account and made it clear that this would become a story worth remembering in her long life.

This is not just a compromise with Lord, but also an active acceptance.

Lord looked at the clear light in Celie's eyes and knew what she was thinking.

She no longer viewed Volame as just a gifted magical apprentice, but truly as a human being worthy of understanding and guidance.

"Yeah, it's very interesting." Lord agreed with a smile, looking at the small figure in the sunlight. "Watching her grow, watching her understand, watching her find her own path... This in itself is the most moving miracle besides magic."

Volame seemed to feel the gazes of the two teachers, turned his head, gave them a bright smile, and waved vigorously.

Lorde waved back in response.

But deep down in my heart, a bold idea quietly emerged.

"By the way, Celie, do you want to experience this feeling again?"

"Huh? What do you mean?" Miss Elf looked at him in confusion.

"I have a way to let you experience this process again, or even more than once if you want."

Should, probably, maybe, possible.

If that day ever comes, my lovely daughter's magical talent should be no less than Volame's, right?
"I can't understand." Expecting the elf lady to understand the subtext of Lord's words was too difficult. "But this experience is enough once. Volame will only be a special case."

Seeing that Celie refused, Lord didn't say anything, just smiled and stopped talking.

Anyway, there will always be a chance.

(End of this chapter)