Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 171 Vlame: I'm very curious
At this critical moment.

A pure white light, brighter than any spell Volame had cast before, flew from less than a meter away from her, arriving first and directly into the monster's open mouth.

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There was no violent explosion, only a teeth-grinding sound.

The monster's huge body suddenly froze in mid-air, and the light in its mouth instantly dissipated.

The next second, starting from its mouth, the entire head along with half of its chest were annihilated silently.

The huge body that had lost its entire upper body rushed forward a few meters by inertia, and then fell not far in front of Volame, splashing a cloud of dust.

Volame's heart almost stopped beating.

She turned her head little by little.

Lord was standing next to her, slowly lowering his raised finger.

There seemed to be a trace of heart-pounding pure white magic light lingering on his fingertips, but the light disappeared in a flash, as if it was just an illusion.

"Don't be afraid! I'll be by your side no matter what."

There was a strange penetrating power in his words that instantly dispelled all of Volame's fear.

"Mr. Lord!"

Volame's voice trembled with the feeling of having survived a disaster, and tears welled up in his eyes.

A huge sense of gratitude and a more complex sense of dependence quietly emerged.

"Thank...thank you! Teacher Lord."

She spoke incoherently, and almost subconsciously took a step forward and grabbed Lord's sleeve for support.

In any case, Volame is still an underage human girl, so it is inevitable that she would be afraid when encountering such a situation.

Lord naturally understood this. He patted Fu La Mei's shoulder gently and said, "No need to thank me, Fu La Mei. It is also the teacher's responsibility to protect his apprentice."

However, this brief warmth was instantly broken by a cold voice.

"responsibility?"

Celia had come not far from the two of them without them knowing.

The magic power surrounding her had not yet completely subsided, and that piercing gaze made Volame's heart, which had already calmed down, uneasy again.

Even the little hands that were pulling Lord's clothes exerted a little more force.

"If you can't even handle this little bit of difficulty, then this so-called responsibility is meaningless!"

Volame's body stiffened, the smile froze on his face, and then was replaced by shame.

She lowered her head, not daring to meet Celie's gaze.

Celie's gaze swept across the massive monster's remains on the ground, then she glared coldly at Volame. "I've always taught you that a single layer of magic shield won't be enough to stop a monster like this." Her tone was filled with undisguised disappointment. "Why didn't you generate a few more layers of magic shield? Why didn't you use magic to interrupt its attacks? Standing there is sheer folly!"

Every word made Volame's face more ashamed.

Yes, she was panicked, completely panicked.

Previously, she was far away from the monsters and had always been attacking them by surprise, so she didn't feel how terrifying they were.

After being targeted by the other party and facing the dark aura at close range, all her magic and adaptability disappeared without a trace, leaving only instinctive defense.

If it weren't for Mr. Lord...

"I was wrong, Teacher Celia." Volame's voice was soft, filled with shame and self-blame. "I was... too scared. I'm sorry."

"Fear is an excuse for the weak." Celie's tone didn't soften at all. "On the battlefield, fear will only make you die faster. What you need is calmness. You are capable of casting instant spells faster than this, but you panicked and lost confidence in your magic, so you didn't do it."

Seeing that Celia seemed poised to continue her harsh criticism, Lord stepped forward at the opportune moment, blocking Volame's path. "Alright, Celia. Having experienced this level of life-or-death combat for the first time, Volame's performance has far surpassed most mages. As for the panic at the end, that's only natural; it's something that requires experience."

Volame had never killed a monster before. The two of them had protected her so well during this period that she had not even had any practical combat experience.

It could also be related to the fact that after rescuing Volame, Celie completely wiped out all the monsters and demons within a radius of dozens of miles.

Anyway, this was an actual battle in Volame, and a battle of such a large scale.

In Lord's opinion, Volame's performance was quite good.

"Moreover, I believe that you were not always calm when you took action to clear out the monsters rushing towards the gap just now, right?" He glanced meaningfully at the big pit in the distance that was blasted out by Celie's move.

He naturally saw the elf lady galloping on the battlefield with a smile on her face.

She and Volame are two extremes.

The latter was panicked because he faced the monster head-on, while the former was addicted to it because he could experience the fighting on the battlefield again after a thousand years.

So in Lord's opinion, Celie also needs to remain calm.

After all, the real big boss hasn't appeared yet.

Celia's eyes flickered slightly, as if Lord had hinted at something in her mind.

She snorted coldly, shifted her gaze away from Volame and turned towards the battlefield below, tacitly agreeing with Lord's words.

"I'll go clean up the remaining scum. You guys," she paused, her eyes sweeping over Lord and Volame, finally landing on Volame's tear-stained face. Her tone remained cold, but with less criticism, "stay here."

After she finished speaking, without waiting for the two to respond, her figure once again turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the area where the monsters were most concentrated.

Wherever it passed, all monsters were reduced to ashes, with astonishing efficiency.

Volame looked at Teacher Celia's receding back, her tense nerves finally relaxed, and she let out a long sigh.

She wiped away her tears secretly, and her gratitude towards Lord became even greater.

It was he who protected himself in time when he was severely reprimanded and felt ashamed.

"Okay, it's okay." Lord turned around. "Celia is just... well, a bit strict. She has high expectations of you, so her requirements are particularly demanding."

"I understand, Teacher Lord." Volame whispered, "I didn't do well enough and disappointed Teacher Celie." She clenched the staff in her hand, "I'll go help now..."

"No, Volame." Lord stopped her from continuing to fight. "What you need now is rest, not pushing yourself."

"But, teacher, I can still..." Volame wanted to say that he could still hold on.

"Your magic power consumption is close to the limit." Lord's eyes seemed to be able to see through her condition. "Forcibly overdrawing magic power will not do any good to your future, and..." He looked down.

There, Celie's figure was like the center of a storm.

Her figure shuttled across the chaotic battlefield, and wherever she went, bursts of blood-red flowers exploded.

It seems that Miss Elf has learned more interesting magic.

"See? With Celie here, the outcome of this battle is already determined."

His tone was very calm, but it contained immense trust in Celia's abilities.

At this moment, standing in front of these monsters is the great magician Celia who has lived for thousands of years.

Volame followed Lord's gaze, and shock struck him again.

Teacher Celia's power is so strong that it is frightening.

(End of this chapter)