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Chapter 91, page 90: Frilian Wants to Repay, Get Lost, You Arrogant Person!

Downstairs, candlelight flickered.

"What, you failed?"

Celia leaned against the top of the stairs, watching Gu Yuan return empty-handed, and couldn't help but chuckle.

She crossed her arms, feeling perfectly justified; after all, she had only just met the person and was already advising them to move.

Although there were practical considerations—after all, they had no idea about the impending disaster.

But what will the villagers think?

An outsider suddenly demands that they leave their ancestral home.

She shook her head, her golden hair shimmering in the candlelight.

"Give up, you can't save them. Don't forget why we came here."

"In this world, those who are content with the status quo will only face death; you can never wake someone who is pretending to be asleep."

Her eyes were slightly cold as she spoke, not because she was affirming Gu Yuan, but because that's exactly what she did.

Collect magic continuously, grow stronger, and challenge the strongest.

Although she ultimately failed against Gu Yuan, it also reflects the fact that she was not strong enough.

Upon hearing this, Gu Yuan sighed softly.

He knew the future fate of the village and kindly offered his advice, but others refused to believe him, and he had no other choice.

Forcibly taking everyone away is unrealistic; it could cause even greater panic and may even bring about disaster prematurely.

"Sigh, we can only wait until a hundred years later. The massacre of the village in the story probably happened around that time."

"I hope I can live to see that day."

Looking down at the ground, his tone carried a hint of helplessness.

Although he could kill all the demons in advance and prevent such things from happening again, he was not powerful enough to do so. With this thought in mind, Gu Yuan went downstairs.

Wilmae was already waiting in the living room, where three drinks were placed on the wooden table in front of him. They were teas made from the purple flower buds that were unique to the area.

Gu Yuan took a small sip, the warmth sliding down his throat, and the three of them began to talk about the ruins, or perhaps the treasure vault.

As one of the few "elders" in the village, Wilme knows many legends about this land.

For example, "The mountain ten kilometers to the northwest is called the Ancestral Peak."

"I speak softly," Wilma said, his eyes filled with reverence for his ancestors.

"According to the village elders, our ancestors migrated from there. It used to be our sacred place."

As the atmosphere eased, the relevant information was gradually revealed, and Gu Yuan listened with exceptional focus, afraid of missing any details.

As we chatted, the sky outside the window gradually changed from deep blue to pale white, and before we knew it, a night had passed.

The next morning.

Gu Yuan pushed open the door and took a deep breath of fresh air. The chatter of the night had not completely dispelled the sense of urgency in his heart.

He recalled his conversation the previous night and knew that the treasure trove that might hold the key to a turning point was located at "Ancestral Peak".

The clues provided by Wilmae are invaluable and must be explored as soon as possible.

Just as Gu Yuan turned around, preparing to go back inside to wake Millie Alde and Celia, he heard light footsteps behind him.

Frillie came down the stairs. She had gotten up unusually early today, clearly still upset about what happened last night.

Gu Yuan looked at her, nodded in greeting, but before he could take a few steps, she blocked his way.

"..—What?"

"Doctor, could you tell me your name?" Frillie looked up at him, her eyes filled with hesitation.

"Thank you so much for saving me, but thank you to everyone in the village."

It turned out they were worried about the villagers' situation.

Gu Yuan understood and was about to reply.

Frillie's gaze went over his shoulder and landed outside the window, where villagers were drawing water from the well and chatting happily.

Everything indicates that the village has returned to normal.

Her tense shoulders visibly relaxed.

"Don't worry, it's all taken care of." Gu Yuan smiled. "Please tell your mother that I am very grateful for the information she provided."

"You've just recovered, don't stand there. As for my name," he said gently, "what, are you trying to repay me?"

"I—" Frillie met his gaze, her clear eyes sparkling with sincere gratitude, and also hiding a trace of curiosity and respect for her savior.

She opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something.

A clear cough suddenly came from not far away, breaking the atmosphere.

Celia leaned against the door frame, her serious gaze sweeping over Frillie before finally settling on Gu Yuan.

"Little girl, your mother is looking for you."

Her tone was calm yet authoritative, indicating that Frilian could leave.

Next came the conversation between the adults.

"You bastard." Watching Frillian turn and leave, Gu Yuan shook his head helplessly.

"What's wrong with me?" Celia stepped forward. "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking."

"You're trying to lure a naive, innocent elf girl? Do you think I don't exist, do you?"

Fortunately, she appeared in time; otherwise, the pure elf would surely have been tainted by human colors.

After spending two months with Gu Yuan, she had already figured out his "quirks".

Everyone loves elves, regardless of age.

"?" Gu Yuan raised an eyebrow, looking puzzled.

"When did sincere gratitude become a form of deception?"

This guy's personality is as awful as ever.

Celia scoffed, "Whether you're grateful or not, you know the answer in your heart."

"Humans and elves cannot be together; only weak elves would yearn for such pointless emotional bonds."

She had seen too many of her compatriots who indulged in fleeting moments of tenderness while wasting their eternal lives, only to be left with endless regret.

This is also why her disciples must be ambitious.

Gu Yuan stared at Celia, feeling somewhat puzzled. If she didn't need any bonds, why did she take in so many human disciples in later generations?

He doesn't seem to care.

Privately, he confided in Frilian, and frankly admitted that he could not forget it.

"spray-"

Gu Yuan shook his head. She was indeed arrogant. Oh well, too lazy to expose her. If they spent more time together, she probably wouldn't be able to forget him. At that time—

"Huh? Why are you looking at me like that?" Celia noticed Gu Yuan's scrutinizing gaze and felt a chill creep down her spine.

Could this guy be turning his attention to himself after his attempt to flirt failed?

"It's nothing."

Gu Yuan withdrew his gaze and shook his head. "I just feel that some things are still a long way off."

"Go and call Milield; we should get going."

Celia frowned, feeling puzzled but her unease hadn't completely dissipated.

She watched as Gu Yuan knocked on Miliearde's door, temporarily suppressing her doubts.

After a quick breakfast, they bid farewell to Wilmae and Frilian and immediately headed to the "Ancestral Peak" in the northwest.

The lineage related to the ancestor Frilian.

Even though Gu Yuan knew he was almost certain of success, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation.