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

boom.

A bat burst open, and she glanced sideways and asked:

"Fallen, isn't this place a bit too dangerous? How do you usually get through this?"

"If I remember correctly, you're not good at fighting these monsters, are you?"

You have to understand that she was a top student who graduated from a magic school, yet even she is struggling to cope with the current situation.

Could it be that Leos's team is full of experts?

Farin's cheeks were flushed, and sweat beaded on her forehead. Hearing Marusil's question, she replied with slight confusion:

"I don't know, this is the first time I've experienced this."

"There weren't this many monsters when I came here last time."

Even if such an attack existed, it wouldn't have been this fierce; this is the first time in the past two years that I've seen such a display.

Thankfully, Marcus was there, otherwise…

"You didn't know?" Marusil asked incredulously, momentarily wondering if it was Leos who was behind it.

He taught Farin nothing while they were exploring the maze.

Leios felt wronged.

Marusil glanced at him with a slightly questioning look.

As he swung his sword to knock away a forest goblin wielding a bow and arrow, he hurriedly explained:

"It must have been the work of the Berserker. There's always been a rumor in this labyrinth that whoever can defeat the Berserker will possess everything in the Golden Kingdom."

"The Golden Kingdom is a country that perished a thousand years ago and is buried beneath the labyrinth."

"With so many adventurers pouring in at once, the Berserker Mage must be getting restless."

"...Is that so?" Marcusel pondered for a moment during a lull in the attack, and roughly understood what was going on.

In short, it was humanity's last act of greed that became a charge.

But what does this have to do with her? She's just here to see Farine's friend...

This is truly an undeserved disaster.

She sighed softly, wondering if she should conserve her magic and prolong the battle...

Suddenly, she heard Farin scream:

"careful!"

Marcus felt a chill run down her spine and looked at Farin in confusion. Then, a huge shadow loomed over her head like a dark cloud.

She instinctively tried to look up, but in that instant she felt a chill in her chest—

puff.

In the instant the excruciating pain exploded, her vision was stained red with blood.

A blood-red claw was pulled from her chest, bringing with it a large amount of liquid.

"!"

A brief moment later, Marcus was stunned.

Her mind went blank; she couldn't think, and everything went black.

In the remaining visual footage, all he could see was Farin running towards him with an anxious expression.

—What's going on?

She instinctively raised her staff and unleashed an attack behind her without thinking.

Bang! With a bang, my adrenaline surged, and I cursed inwardly.

Are there any problems with the monsters here?

Why would a griffin venture into the forest to launch a surprise attack? Aren't their hunting grounds supposed to be limited to open areas?

This wasn't mentioned at all in the textbook.

That's completely unreasonable.

"Marsil!"

The griffin retreated temporarily after being attacked, but its injuries could not be healed in a short time.

After a brief struggle, Maruccie suddenly collapsed to the ground, her eyes glazed over, and gradually fell into a coma due to excessive blood loss.

While unconscious, she seemed to hear Farin's continuous cries.

Even through the blurry vision, one could still see the shadow of Farin casting some kind of magic.

However, Marcusier knew that all of this was a pointless act.

However, just as her consciousness was fading, she vaguely heard a voice:

"Resurrection spell!"

At first, Marcusil thought it was her imagination, after all, how could there be such a thing as resurrection magic in the world?

But what happened next completely overturned her understanding.

The blood around the wound disappeared as if time had reversed.

Marcus felt a warm current pumping from her heart to her limbs, as if someone were pressing her soul back into her body.

She gasped, her fingertips trembling as if electrocuted—

Open your eyes.

The shadow of the griffin was closing in on her—she instinctively gripped her staff tighter.

moment.

boom!

The explosion struck the griffin squarely between the eyebrows.

……

"So... I've been resurrected?"

After some time, Marcusil finally accepted the fact that she had been brought back to life.

Her eyes were filled with complex emotions, and her fists clenched.

Because she is not only a mage, but also a scholar who studies ancient magic.

The concept of resurrection is undoubtedly closely related to ancient magic.

Farin nodded vigorously, as if pounding garlic:

"Yes, but to be precise, this is not resurrection, it's just healing your injuries."

"They say this place is sealed by a powerful ancient magic. Anyone who enters here will have their body and soul bound together, and they will not be freed even if they die."

"Therefore, once the body is healed, the soul will return."

"Marusil, are you alright? I should have told you sooner."

She assumed the other person already knew about this, after all, they were a senior in the field of magic, but she never expected...

Just as Farin was considering whether to take her back to the city to rest, the shadow cast by death was too great.

When she and her brother died for the first time, it took them three whole days to recover.

As for finding them... they will come out on their own when the time comes, there's no need to take any more risks.

However, at this time...

The sharp-eyed Farin suddenly noticed something and exclaimed in surprise:

"Brother, what are you doing!"

Leios was holding a sword, intently cutting up the griffin's carcass, his technique as skilled as if he were dissecting a roast chicken.

This is Marcusil's spoils of war.

Farin was very confused.

What puzzled her even more was what followed, because after hearing the question, Leos directly said:

"Little sister, have you ever eaten griffin meat?"

"what?"

Farin was bewildered. What was with that irrelevant tone?

Leos stated his reasoning directly: once the labyrinth was sealed off, he would have to leave the island and wouldn't be able to encounter any monsters.

He had been interested in monsters for a very long time, from his initial contact with them to gradually wanting to taste them.

There has never been a better opportunity than now.

"..." Farin pursed her lips and remained silent.

Marcusil covered her mouth, feeling inexplicably nauseous.

There are so many strangely tall people in the world. I met one yesterday, and I met another one today, who is my best friend's brother...

Should we try to persuade them? Of course!

then.

"&&!"

It uttered obscure ancient characters, and in an instant, a flash of light appeared, and the griffin's corpse evaporated on the spot, as if it had never existed.

Leos paused in his cutting motion, his eyes widening in disbelief.

"This...this..."

He quickly looked at Farin and Marcus, seemingly seeking help, but Farin gave him a helpless expression.

"How could this happen!"

Seeing this, Leos was struck dumb, his heart filled with despair, and he collapsed to the ground.