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

"Let's go check out the living paintings; there seem to be quite a few interesting things on the third floor..."

After saying that, Celia was led out of the room by Ronan.

Although being treated like a little girl made her a little embarrassed and she instinctively wanted to break free, she decided against it.

Domineering behavior is mutual; sometimes, she likes being treated this way because it makes her feel safe.

At the same time, the older you get, the less likely you are to enjoy being cared for.

Farin watched silently from behind the two, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

Chapter 154, Reincarnation Magic, The Elf's Pregnancy

As the two walked along the road, some ghosts and skeletons came towards them.

The ghost was completely transparent, trailing eerie flames behind it. It looked like an illusion, but it exuded a chilling aura.

The magic activated, the chill vanished, and Ronan stopped and nodded.

"Selie, what do they look like to you?"

Seria, who was being led by Ronan, also stopped and pondered for two seconds, but couldn't think of anything.

She frowned, wanting Ronan to give her a hint, but instead heard the words "undead".

"The undead?" Celia's thoughts surged.

She looked up at Ronan.

"You mean those corpses that were controlled by magic?"

Thinking about it carefully, it does look very similar.

The so-called undead are not a true race, but a general term for creatures such as zombies and skeletons.

Some demons and evil magicians like to use this kind of magic.

I'd seen Celia quite a few times before, but never paid her any attention; now…

"So what? What do you want to do? Help them find liberation?"

She asked tentatively.

As far as she knew, Ronan did not possess any magic related to the soul.

Only goddesses possess this.

嗏

Ronan nodded: "More or less."

"I wonder how much of the magic you got from those elves was learned. Some of it involves the soul."

"It's like soothing, dispelling, purifying, and rebirth."

"I've told you so many times, that wasn't a knock, it was compensation... Wait, what did you say, reincarnation?" Celia suddenly realized something was wrong.

She frowned instinctively. Is magic in this world really that powerful?

She had never actually learned it, because it was too difficult.

Controlling ordinary tiny spirits is relatively easy for her; she can do it by using magic to guide them.

But the soul... undoubtedly requires a very high level of sorcery skill.

This is a realm that a beginner elf like her cannot access in a short period of time.

Ronan pondered for a moment before speaking, "Yes, reincarnation. You heard me right."

"Perhaps it was a wish made by someone in the past to the devil. Depending on its effect, it can deliver a soul intact into the body of an unborn fetus."

"Because people at that time could not determine whether an unformed fetus had a soul."

Therefore, some scholars have listed it as a forbidden art on the grounds that it violates human ethics.

"I don't really know, but it's worth a try, like selecting fetuses that are about to die."

At this point, Ronan paused, looked at Seria meaningfully, and slightly lengthened his tone.

"If it succeeds, you should understand the effects of this magic when you get back."

As they spoke, the ghost approached, touching the hem of his clothes. Ronan didn't move, while Celia lowered her eyes, her expression becoming incredibly complicated.

She did not ask whether the magic of this world could be used in the other world.

In Ronan's understanding, as long as the essence of magic is the same, with a little thought, this magic can be transformed into the magic of the goddess's world.

Thinking of this, Celia let out a breath, her expression becoming relieved, and nodded, saying:

“I understand. In that case, go ahead and do it. I believe in you.”

She wasn't sure if Ronan needed it, but it undoubtedly filled the void in the Goddess World where there was no soul magic.

She sincerely hopes this time will be successful.

……

……

While Ronan was on his mission, Sensi had already dealt with the mimic in another part of the maze.

He stared at the pile of "crab meat" in front of him, then pressed it into the pot, muttering that it was far from enough.

"I've been paid, so even if it's not three dishes and a soup, at least it should be a balanced mix of meat and vegetables."

Then he remembered the small bag that Ronan had given him before he set off.

Sensi didn't know what the small bag was, but Ronan said it contained a lot of ingredients.

I don't understand. Maybe it's some kind of magic. Senshi hates magic, but he has to admit that it is indeed very convenient.

Convenience and saving time are different.

So he took it out and turned it over.

moment.

A large amount of food appeared before my eyes.

"Um!?"

No, it was an overwhelming amount. The room was instantly filled with vegetables and meat, like sardines drifting with the current. Senxi and the Leos siblings were squeezed into a corner.

The three of them looked at each other, completely dumbfounded.

When Marcus returned from the toilet, he wiped his hands and saw this scene, and he was stunned.

She opened her mouth wide: "You guys..."

What's going on? So much food... Did they loot this whole floor?

The hill collapsed and tumbled towards her, and she quickly stepped back a few paces.

Senxi lifted his hand out of the pile of ingredients, recalling the scene just now, and roughly understood how to use the bag.

They grabbed a horned rabbit, stuffed it into a bag, and instantly, the rabbit vanished.

Senshi nodded, and soon, only what he considered to be suitable ingredients remained in the room.

After changing rooms, Marucci approached the Leos siblings, who were changing clothes, and asked with a puzzled expression:

"Speaking of which, what just happened? Was that bag some kind of storage device?"

"I remember Sensi isn't a magician, is he?"

"Can someone who isn't a magician use magic?"

This is so convenient! Marusil felt a little envious and also a little sentimental.

After all, she had thought for a long time but couldn't find any reason to develop related magic.

On Ronan's side, they've even created equipment that ordinary people can use.

Farin was also a little puzzled, but she nodded and said seriously:

"So it's normal that they are seniors and have some methods that we don't understand."

"By the way, Marcusil, my brother and I are planning to work for you after the island disappears to earn money. I wonder if you have any objections?"

What opinions could she possibly have? They'd both been completely fooled by the monster...

Marcusel sighed, "That's great. What's wrong with pursuing your dreams? I support you, really."

"But, Farin, don't forget, your profession is a magician. You don't want to work there for the rest of your life, do you?"

"Hmm? Is there anything wrong with it? As long as brother is happy." Farin glanced at Leos and said matter-of-factly.

"My brother's biggest dream is to be with monsters, and my biggest dream is to be with my brother."

"I don't care where I am, as long as he's happy."

“Marusir, you don’t need to worry about us.”

How could I not be worried?

If they hadn't already ventured deep into the maze, she would have wanted to snatch Farin away right now, because Farin was the first friend she ever had.

I should have known better than to agree to let her say goodbye to her companions; that way, we wouldn't have run into so much trouble.

regret.

Just as Marusil was lost in thought.

suddenly.

Thump, thump, a female dwarf walked into the house.

She knocked on the wooden door beside her, drawing everyone's attention, her tone helpless:

"Leos, I knew it was you guys. I thought I was seeing things from behind."

"What, you guys also want to make a fortune before the island is blockaded and then leave?"

The female dwarf's name is Namari, and she is a member of Leos's squad.

Of course, being called a member is only based on a monetary employment relationship; there is no real affection between them.