Frilian: The Adventure of the Hero

"That child is..."

"Frilian asked, puzzled."

"Her name is Philon, and she is an orphan who lost her parents in the war in the southern countries."

"Oh, this is so unlike you. You're not the kind of nice guy who likes to help others, you're not Simmel."

When Simmel was mentioned, Haita smiled slightly and looked at Shane, who was standing next to Frilian.

"You've changed a lot too."

"Back then, Aize advised you to find a travel companion, but you refused without even thinking about it."

Xia En, whose name was called, pretended to lower his head and drink tea.

Frilian glanced at him and explained to Haita, "I want to understand humanity, and for that, I'm trying to interact with as many people as possible on my journey."

After hesitating for a moment, she added, "Besides, I'm learning how to say goodbye properly."

As Shane once said: Time is cruel to mankind. After parting, we may not be able to meet again, so we must say goodbye properly.

Looking at the elderly Haita, she knew in her heart that her farewell to Haita was coming soon.

"I came to see you this time while you are still alive, hoping to see you one last time. Maybe next time I pass by, I won't be able to see you again."

Hearing Frillie's words, Haita was somewhat surprised.

Even Shane, who was standing next to her, was surprised. Although she was clumsy, Frillie was really trying to learn.

"Hahaha, as expected, I won the bet with Aize."

Haita inexplicably uttered this sentence.

Frillie frowned, wanting to ask what he meant by that bet.

But Haita immediately changed the subject.

"Then, when you leave, can you take Philon with you on your travels? This child has magical talent; perhaps she can become an excellent mage like you, Frilian."

Xia En glanced at the little girl standing on a stool in the kitchen, trying to reach the stove. He knew that Haita wanted to entrust his orphan to someone else.

Frilian didn't look at Philon, and immediately refused.

"I'm sorry, Haita, she'll be a burden."

Xia En felt ashamed.

Your auspicious words are really too much.

"Mr. Haita probably wants you to become Philon's teacher..."

"Then that's even more unacceptable. Haita, we've traveled together for 10 years. You should have seen how high the mortality rate of mages is in actual combat. I won't put your precious child in danger. Let her stay with you."

The atmosphere at the table suddenly became awkward.

Even though Shane knew from the beginning that Frillie would refuse, such a ruthless rejection still made him uncomfortable.

Sometimes, he even wondered if elves and humans were really the same species.

Frilian's almost indifferent attitude made him very worried about whether Haita, at his age, could handle it.

On the other hand, Haita seemed completely unsurprised by Frillie's rejection.

He slowly got up, walked to the cabinet next to him, opened the drawer, and took out a thick book.

Then he returned to the table and gently placed the book in front of Frillie's eyes.

It's a magic book.

Haita used his Noble Phantasm against Frilian!

"If you don't want to bring Philon along, then could you please help me decipher this book? It's a grimoire unearthed from the tomb of the sage Evisi, and it's said to contain the lost magic of immortality and resurrection. It's extremely profound, and I haven't been able to understand it even after many years."

The moment she saw the grimoire, a light flashed in Frilian's eyes. She quickly picked up the book and turned to a page.

I was immediately drawn to the content inside.

A glint flashed in Shane's eyes, a sign of his heightened concentration. He had come specifically for this book, *The Notebooks of the Sage Evie*!

Huh? Wait a minute...

What's going on?!

Xia En was shocked.

In his eyes, a line of white information clearly appeared:

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

[The Notebooks of Sage Evie (Fake)]

Condition: In good condition

Entry: None

Evaluation: This is a forgery created by a later sage in order to spread his magical research, using the name of the sage Evisch. Although the magical research in the book does have its important value, a forgery is still a forgery.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Shane was incredulous.

This is a fake!

Although it has high value for magical research, a fake is a fake and is of no use to him.

Did the evil summoning ritual performed by the Mad Sage, Charles, leave any lingering effects on him? Why was he forcibly dragged into this world? This feeling of being schemed against without even realizing it is absolutely awful.

He needs to find the answer in "The Notebooks of the Wise Evie".

He had thought that visiting Haita would give him a chance to unravel the mysteries that had been troubling him, but now it seemed that everything had come full circle.

Hey--

Xia En sighed; the once clear clues had been severed once again.

He needed to search for other clues about the Mad Sage Charles or the Sage Evisch... but finding a needle in a haystack was easier said than done.

Beside her, Haita was still discussing the contents of the book with Frilian, expressing their views on life and death.

But he was no longer in the mood to listen.

He thought of getting up to go outside for some fresh air, but out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to suddenly discover something extraordinary!

Immediately afterwards, he sat back down and focused his mental energy on the sea tower in front of him.

A line of gray text slowly appeared on Haita's body—

[Toxin Dependence (Grayish and Inferior)]: Using a certain toxin to forcibly activate bodily functions and maintain a false state of health. In this process, it is necessary to continuously ingest toxins to meet the body's needs (Note: Excessive intake of toxins will seriously damage internal organs).

There were grayed-out entries on Haita's body...

What does this mean?

Is Haita using some kind of toxin to forcibly prolong his life?

Xia En was stunned when she saw the information.

His gaze swept past the lines of text to Haita, who was talking to Frilian, and then to little Philon, who was still busy in the kitchen. In that instant, he understood everything.

No matter what, parents are always most worried about their children.

The "immortality magic" in the book...

Haita probably went looking for this fake magic book because he wanted to live a little longer and watch Philon grow up.

Unexpectedly, such an extreme method was used.

…………

After listening to Haita's introduction, Frilian couldn't wait to begin her work of deciphering the magic book without hesitation.

Seeing her focused expression, Haita silently walked away.

He stopped in front of the cabin, looked at the lush greenery before him, and slowly strolled to the crossbeam next to him, where he basked in the sun contentedly.

Xia En glanced at Little Philon again, hesitated for a moment, and then followed.

He deliberately lowered his voice slightly and asked softly:

"Mr. Haita, are you... taking some kind of poisonous drug right now?"