Frilian: This Demon Isn't So Cold

"Volatrin, what is your dream?"

On this day, Celia and Volameh conducted their first live-fire exercise.

Having spent far less time learning magic than Celie, Volame was naturally no match for her and was quickly defeated by his master's dazzling array of spells.

Nevertheless, Celia was still very satisfied with her progress, so she asked a question, wanting to know more about her disciple.

Upon hearing his master's question, Vladimir remained silent for a moment.

After spending this time together, she roughly understood what kind of person Celie was.

That is belligerence.

Seria had told her more than once that magic was merely a tool used in battle, and that magic should be a special existence, the privilege of a few talented individuals, and that she did not intend to teach those without talent.

So even though both Vlamé and Sylvie were listening to Celia's explanation, Sylvie couldn't ask Celia any questions and had to ask Vlamé on her behalf.

Although the results were not much different, since Sylvieka encountered problems that Vlame could easily overcome.

So, should you honestly tell such a master about your dreams?

The answer is yes.

"My dream is to allow open magical research in the Empire and to usher in an era where everyone can freely learn and use magic."

Meeting Celia's gaze, Volamee calmly and firmly stated his dream truthfully.

"Boring, that's downright disrespectful to magic." Celia was very disappointed with Vlame's answer. "I'll give you one more chance. Think it through carefully before you come back to me."

"No matter how many more chances I get, the answer will be the same." Vlamé was quite insistent on this.

Seeing her earnest gaze, Celia understood that what her disciple had just said was not false, but a genuine and real dream.

Unrealistic and extremely greedy.

"You really are incredibly boring," Celia said, sounding quite annoyed. "Alright then, of all the magic you've learned, which one is your favorite?"

Vlame knew that her master was giving her a chance, but her answer was destined to displease him.

"【The Magic of Creating a Flower Field】".

"Why?" Celia's tone was filled with deep disappointment.

Her first disciple not only had strange dreams, but even the magic she liked was completely unpalatable to her.

Aside from his talent, he's utterly useless...

Seria suddenly remembered a spell that Carlos had specifically asked her to learn before he left. Although it didn't make her as angry as the one that Vlame had just mentioned, it still made her somewhat dissatisfied at the time.

Seria, completely unaware that she had learned these spells even though she didn't like them, was very disappointed in the two guys.

"Because this is the magic my parents taught me." Vlamé's eyes were filled with reminiscence. "It made me realize that magic is a wonderful thing. Beautiful flowers bloom because of magic. It was because I saw that scene that I had the idea of ​​letting the whole world experience the wonder of magic."

"I think you probably don't like my answer, Master, but this is my favorite magic. No matter what you say to me later, this answer will not change."

"Fine, think what you want. You'll all just disappoint me."

Seria left with a remark that seemed somewhat strange to Vlamé.

……

"I don't think I heard any indication that you have a role in this story?"

After listening to Sylvia's story and detaching himself from her vivid narration, Carlos suddenly thought of this question.

"I was ignored! Ignored! I was there too!" Hearing Carlos pinpoint this, Sylvia immediately launched into a tirade, "What dreams? What favorite magic? Nobody ever asked me those kinds of questions!!! I still remember how embarrassing it was!"

Carlos was amused by her exaggerated expression. "So, what's your dream?"

"I absolutely do not agree with questions that are asked only after listening to me!" Sylvia crossed her arms and turned her head away, looking very angry.

"Really not going to tell?" Carlos appeared in front of her. "Maybe no one will ask you this kind of question again in the future."

"I'm not going to talk, that's final!" Sylvia turned her head in another direction.

Carlos flashes again.

Sylvia transferred again.

After a few rounds, Carlos gave up. "Honestly, why are you being so stubborn? Don't you think so, junior sister?"

"...Junior sister?" Vlame, who had been watching Carlos's behavior just now and couldn't help but wonder, "Is this guy really a demon?", was stunned for a moment after hearing him address her like that.

"Hmm?" Sylvie's gaze sharpened.

Carlos desperately tried to wink at Vlamé.

Don't just stand there!

People are starting to get suspicious!

"Say something already!"

Wait a minute, it seems like his senior brother's identity is real?

Carlos realized this belatedly.

No matter who Sylvie asked, she would only get this answer.

Then why are you panicking?

Thinking of this, Carlos's anxiety subsided.

"I was thinking about something, and because my senior brother was out for a while, I was a little caught off guard," Vlame explained to Sylvia after noticing Carlos's expression.

"Oh, oh." Sylvia was easily persuaded.

"Alright." Vlame turned and walked outside. "Continue to practice the three essential elements of a mage diligently. As long as you persevere, one day you will become a mage who can stand on your own."

The three essential elements for a magician are: magical power, the strength of the power when casting magic, and the ability to control magical power.

Sylvia nodded in agreement, "Okay."

"Aren't you going to practice with her?" Carlos caught up with Vlamé.

"I've moved past the stage of practicing here." Vlame continued walking. "Now I'm going out for real combat, and I also need to organize my magical knowledge to prepare for the dream you just heard about."

"Is that so..."

"So she'll have to practice alone... What are you going back for?"

Vlamé watched as Carlos stopped and began to turn back after hearing his answer.

"There's something I'd like to do," Carlos said, waving as he walked towards Sylvia. "I'll be back for dinner tonight!"

"What's wrong?" Sylvia asked when she noticed Carlos had returned, just as she was about to start practicing.

"Anyway, I don't have anything to do when I get back, so I might as well come here and practice with you." Carlos shrugged indifferently. "After all, I don't get along very well with Celia, and Vlame has her own things to do, so we're just killing time."

Sylvia nodded to indicate that she understood, then looked behind Carlos and asked, "Why did Master come back with you too?"

For some reason, Vlamé also turned back and stood behind Carlos.

"Who knows? Maybe she's afraid you'll secretly tell me about her embarrassing past when she's not around." Carlos turned around and looked at Vlamé with a mocking gaze.

Vlame didn't explain, but simply said to Sylvia, "Don't be lazy, start practicing now."

So, for the rest of the afternoon, the three magicians gathered here to begin their basic magic training.