Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 173 The Haze on the Battlefield

Celie's magic was like a merciless storm, sweeping through the increasingly chaotic army of monsters again and again.

Moreover, it seemed as if it was done on purpose.

The moment Celia appeared on the battlefield, the monster army, which had been relatively orderly, became chaotic in an instant, as if it had lost its commander.

All the monsters began to attack the city based on their instincts.

But what she got in return was an even more violent magical attack from Celie.

After losing the control of their commanders, the monsters, who were already in panic because their companions were constantly killed instantly by Celie, completely collapsed.

They no longer continued to attack the city walls, but instinctively fled in all directions, just to get away from the petite figure that looked like the god of death.

All the monsters trampled on each other, and even the remaining flying monsters in the sky had already escaped without a trace.

The battlefield ended so suddenly and ridiculously under the crushing power of Celia.

The dwarf defenders recovered from their initial shock and let out earth-shaking roars. With the help of Celia's magic, they began to pounce on the fallen and hunt down the fleeing monsters.

Lord stood on the top of the mountain, scanning the entire battlefield and the sky beyond.

He did not take action, not because he could not intervene in the battlefield, but because he spread his magic power like an invisible spider web to detect the powerful magic fluctuations that might appear from the demon clan.

Especially just now, when Celie was killing everyone, he clearly caught a very faint glimpse, which was fleeting, as if it was his own illusion.

But Lord knew that this was not his illusion.

But there really are demons who are using magic to spy on this place from a distance away from this battlefield.

He tried to trace the source, but the magic was too weak and difficult to detect in the chaotic battlefield.

It seems that even the owner of this magic power cannot clearly see the scene on the battlefield. He can only see a general idea and may not even be able to see the scene on his own side.

"No..." Lord frowned and muttered to himself.

This doesn't make sense.

Such a large-scale monster army must be commanded by a demon clan, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it may even be a great demon clan.

With Celiai intervening in such a high-profile manner and about to defeat her troops, how could the other party resist showing up and not even attempt any long-range interference or sneak attacks?
Is it because he is too cautious, or...he has other intentions?
He looked towards the west, and the information about the friction in the human kingdom mentioned in Ella's letter came to his mind again.

The name Shulahat flashed through his mind.

The demon who had escaped by chance two hundred years ago would never give up given his intelligence.

Abandoning this army so quietly seems like a cover-up for a larger conspiracy.

But Lord was not sure. After all, no matter from which angle you looked at it, the situation on the dwarves' side was more dangerous.

As for the humans, it was just friction after all, and they didn't even fight.

It is far less critical than the situation on the dwarf side where the city is about to be broken.

But the more this happened, the more suspicious Lord became.

The battle below was quickly coming to an end. After the last monster that tried to put up a last stand was accurately blasted into dust by a beam of light from Seria, there was no trace of monsters left outside the White Castle.

The dwarves' cheers of victory resounded through the sky, filled with ecstasy at surviving the disaster and supreme respect for the magician who was like a god descending from the sky.

However, the magician lady obviously did not care about the dwarves' respect. She returned to the top of the mountain in a few flashes and landed in front of Lord and Volame.

Celie stood firm, calmed her breathing, and even the suffocating magical pressure around her subsided a little.

There was some dark red blood on the hem and cuffs of her white robe. It was not because she was injured, but the blood of a monster, which looked particularly glaring.

There wasn't even a trace of fatigue on her face, her complexion was just a little pale due to the huge consumption of magic power.

She walked straight to Lord, ignoring Volame who was sitting beside her, and looked at him calmly: "It's over, what should we do next?"

Her voice was calm, as if the earth-shattering killing just now was just a casual act.

Lord retracted his gaze from the west and looked at Celie. "Well, you've worked hard." He paused and continued, "Although the demon army has been defeated, there's no guarantee they won't return. To be on the safe side, it's best for us to stay in this city. Firstly, we can learn more about the situation and see if we can get any clues about the demons. Secondly, we can ensure that the city will not be threatened again in the short term. After all, they will need time to rebuild their fortifications after we leave."

Celie nodded slightly, having no objection to this arrangement: "Okay, I'll follow your instructions."

When they returned to the gate of the white city, dwarf soldiers had been waiting there for a long time.

They thought that this powerful magician would leave immediately, leaving them unable to express their gratitude, but fortunately, the magician came back.

Among the soldiers, a dwarf who was short in stature but extremely strong came up to the two of them, surrounded by a group of soldiers.

His thick reddish-brown beard was braided into a thick braid. He wore heavy armor and held a huge warhammer stained with the blood of demons.

The other party is obviously the city lord here.

He came closer and first set his eyes on Celie.

The huge contrast between the petite body and the devastating posture just now made even this dwarf city lord who was used to big scenes feel incredible.

He took a deep breath, hammered his armor with his right hand, and performed the most noble etiquette of the dwarves:
"Your Excellency, the noble and powerful magician! I am Balin, the guardian of White Castle!" He looked at Celie with gratitude. "On behalf of all the dwarves in this city, I express my deepest gratitude to you! If you hadn't intervened in time, our city might have been conquered by monsters. We will never forget your kindness!"

His words were so sincere that even the dwarf warriors behind him saluted in unison to express their respect to Celie.

In the face of such overwhelming gratitude, Celie's expression did not change at all. She still looked calm and just nodded slightly in response.

She seemed uninterested in the scene.

The Lord of Balin obviously noticed Celia's indifference, but he didn't care.

Magicians always have strange tempers.

His gaze then turned to Lord beside Celie, and Volame sitting on the stone.

He noticed Volame's slightly pale and tired face and the remaining magical aura on his body. It seemed that the one who had just attacked those flying monsters was the human girl in front of him.

"Your Excellencies!" Lord Balin turned to Lord and Volame and saluted solemnly. "Thank you for your help, especially this young lady. It must be you who destroyed those damned aerial monsters, right? What amazing magical abilities!

He noticed that this human male did not seem to have taken any action, but how could anyone who could stand next to that terrifying magician be an ordinary person?
Lord responded with a smile: "Your Excellency the City Lord, you are too kind. This is Volame." He introduced gently and gave Volame an encouraging look.

(End of this chapter)