Frilian: Starting with Wind Spirit and Moon Shadow, Playing Through the Heavens

A canary? A foster mother?

Countless questions welled up in his mind.

The people who were talking seemed very flustered. They quickly ran towards the door, and the others around them also left the store.

For a moment, the tavern became somewhat deserted.

Seeing this, Kabul subconsciously glanced at the doorway.

With just one glance, he was stunned, as if he were seeing a hallucination.

……

"What are you doing standing here? Come in with us."

At the entrance, Ronan surveyed the store's interior, then called out to Milciel, who seemed somewhat introverted and hesitant to enter.

"Don't be shy, nobody here knows you, so Heathwyn doesn't care."

She certainly didn't care, because she did it voluntarily and wasn't a noblewoman.

Milsilr wanted to ask if they could go to another tavern.

Appearing as a maid is one thing, at most she'll be seen as a slightly special elven servant.

But her adopted son was in the shop.

The thought of this made her feel incredibly embarrassed.

I really dared not get close.

"Let's go to another place... I know some other good restaurants nearby."

After hesitating for a moment, Milsilr lowered her head, clutching her skirt tightly, and whispered.

Ronan raised an eyebrow upon hearing this, but before he could say anything, Sisley clicked her tongue softly beside him.

She seemed to have noticed something, so she quickly began to look around the store, and soon her eyes met someone's.

"Is it him? I'm not sure. Milsilr has so many adopted sons. It's been so long, I don't recognize him at all."

The person she was looking at was Kaboul, but Kaboul did not recognize Heathwyth.

He glanced at her, but his gaze was fixed on Milsilr, who was looking down.

Despite changing his clothes and hairstyle, and hanging his head to cover half his face, Kabul recognized him at a glance.

This is my adoptive mother.

But how did she turn into a maid?

Who is the man beside her, and what exactly happened during the days she was away?

Kabul's mind was in complete chaos; he couldn't comprehend anything before him.

He subconsciously lifted his buttocks, wanting to acknowledge the other person, but he held back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

Lin then noticed the people at the door.

She frowned and asked, "Kabul, that woman..."

“You’re mistaken,” Kabur interrupted decisively, taking a deep breath. “It’s definitely not her.”

"..." Lin Xia was silent for a moment, "I haven't said who she is yet."

“It doesn’t matter who it is.” Kabur knew that his actions were somewhat of an admission, but at this moment, he had no other choice.

If she really is the adoptive mother, then there must be some hidden story behind this.

If he were to step forward and expose her, it would not only embarrass his adoptive mother, but if it affected the elf's plans, he would be doomed.

If not... it's best if it isn't, because there's always a feeling of having an adoptive father.

They're both tall, and they look so young...

Kabul lowered his head, unable to look any longer.

Meanwhile, under some encouragement from Hissworth, Milsilr reluctantly entered the store.

Unfortunately, the happy thing that Heathrow had been hoping for did not happen.

Even so, she knew that the dark-skinned man was definitely one of her adopted sons.

Otherwise, there's no reason for him to suddenly fall silent, not even daring to look himself in the eye.

"This is interesting. I guess this is what awkwardness feels like. I wonder what will happen if I suddenly break this awkwardness..."

"Never mind, it's more important for you two to eat."

"As long as we're still on the island, we'll meet again someday."

I wonder how this child feels about his adoptive mother becoming someone else's maid.

"I'm really looking forward to it, you powerful and wealthy folks."

She chuckled softly, a hint of playfulness in her eyes, and then began ordering.

After ordering, she chose a seat near Kabul.

Upon seeing this, Kabur's eyelids twitched, and he dared not linger any longer. He immediately got up and led his team members to flee the tavern.

One person said, "I haven't eaten yet."

“Go outside…” Kabur answered, his voice fading into the distance.

Seeing this, Milsilr breathed a sigh of relief:

"Finally gone."

But she knew things weren't over yet.

because…

She glared at Hissies fiercely, knowing that this guy had chosen this position specifically to embarrass her.

We have no grudge against each other...

He truly is a sinner.

"Hurry up and succeed, Mislen," she prayed silently, unable to wait a moment longer.

……

At the same time, at the bottom of the maze.

The berserk mage "Hissl" sensed the sudden surge in the number of people and his eyelids twitched violently.

He didn't understand what was going on.

A thousand years ago, he promised the king of this country that he would protect everything here.

Unexpectedly, the maze suddenly opened one day.

A group of adventurers poured in.

They were greedy and cunning, and they plundered the treasures within the labyrinth, taking what belonged to the king.

He summoned monsters to fight them off, but humans were more resilient than monsters, and the place was under an immortal rule.

Therefore, four years later, the number of people has not decreased, but has increased fivefold compared to before.

I thought I could hold on for a few more years, but...

"No, this can't go on any longer. We must find His Majesty as soon as possible."

The berserk mage lowered his head, biting his nails, his face terrifyingly gloomy.

He immediately ordered the fire dragon, white dragon, green dragon, and wyvern from the penultimate level to go to the next level to stop the adventurers.

The lower level is where His Majesty and his family rest in peace.

If I weren't so weak and had to rely on the rules of the maze to deal with those adventurers, I wouldn't have had to resort to using monsters.

Only by killing them all and making them feel pain can we stop this.

……

In a vast white space, the sealed winged lion suddenly opened its eyes.

It calculates the time, knowing that it's time again for sharing memories from previous years.

As a demon of the island, he has never left since a thousand years ago.

However, it was fully aware of everything that was happening outside.

"Let me see which new little guys have been added to the world, and who are qualified to become the masters of the labyrinth."

The winged lion lay on the ground, stretching and muttering to itself.

After he finished speaking, Black Panther's memories flooded his mind.

Instantly, it felt as if I were there.

The winged lion laughed.

"interesting."

It flapped its white wings, looked up at the white sky, and seemed to see the images of Ronan and Celia before its eyes.

"You want to use the black panther to devour my desire and become a god? Not a bad idea, not a bad desire, then bring it on."

"My appetite is not something that ordinary demons can devour. It's either eat or be eaten; I am the one who can eat everything."

“Hissl, Leos… Hmm, I think I’ve found the perfect master for me.”

Chapter 150, Resurrection Spell, Searching for the Succubus; Farin and Marcusel Join the Fray

The second level of the maze is in a primeval forest made up of trees and logs.

Marcus was waving her wand, hurriedly driving away the monsters flying in from all directions.

She muttered, "So many."

Looking around, all you could see were giant bats and giant dragonflies.

Their appearance is extremely disgusting...