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

Celia glanced at me, her tone firm: "Soon, after I've learned it."

……

Time passed like sand through an hourglass. After finding and carefully examining several paintings, Ronan took Celia back to the encampment.

You can smell the aroma of vegetables wafting from afar.

Crab roe, truffles…

Upon getting closer, Ronan noticed that there were a few more people in the camp.

A female dwarf wearing light metal armor and with an ugly expression was crouching in a corner, observing her surroundings.

A boy, dressed in leather armor and looking only about ten years old, was squatting beside her, munching on dry rations…

Judging from his appearance and demeanor, he should be a halfling.

This race is full of bastards and virgins.

The two men stood guard, occasionally glancing at Senxi with eyes full of apprehension.

"The senior is back."

Farin saw Ronan and Seria and greeted them with a smile.

As she got closer, she noticed Ronan's gaze lingering on the two of them, so she whispered in his ear about their origins.

The female dwarf goes without saying, and the male halfling is the locksmith in Leos's squad, named Chilchak.

They came after smelling the aroma, but when they arrived and saw that it was monster meat, their faces turned black.

"Yes." Ronan nodded. "So, is your entire team here now?"

"No, there's still one person who hasn't arrived yet. Julang hasn't come yet."

“He is the swordsman in our team, and like you, he is also from the East,” Farin replied.

Ronan frowned. Kikuro? A strange name. A Japanese man?

No, there is no Japan in this world, there is only a place called Hejima.

Forget it, whoever it is, as long as they don't show up and don't annoy me.

Ronan gathered his thoughts, walked up to Mori, and asked how the cooking was going.

Celia then pulled Farin along and walked up to Marcusil.

She also called over Hissworth and Milsilr, who had just returned from gathering intelligence.

A moment later, Heathwhistle heard Celia's request and smiled gently:

"Transformation magic? Senior, you're actually interested in that?"

"Yes, it's very simple, I can teach you right now."

"But there's one thing you need to remember: transformation magic has a time limit, and even if you transform, your basic physical structure will not change."

"It's like becoming a man..."

Upon hearing this, Celia's eyes widened. What was she saying? This guy... who wants to become a man?

If you can't use a metaphor, then don't use one. I felt a little annoyed and was about to scold him when I secretly glanced at Ronan.

She breathed a sigh of relief when she realized he wasn't paying attention to her. She almost got mistaken for a pervert.

Heath seemed to realize that her words were somewhat inappropriate, and quickly said:

"I'm sorry, senior, that's not what I meant. I just... Anyway, I hope you understand what I mean."

"In addition, it can only transform into creatures you have seen, and you need to carefully adjust the details to make it more realistic."

"Otherwise, it will be obvious as soon as you touch it."

Celia nodded, indicating that she understood.

When the other party uttered a few ancient musical notes, she memorized the complete spell for the transformation magic.

Immediately afterwards, the user read out the command, attempted to use the transformation, but failed because a complete image of the character did not appear in their mind.

Seeing Celia's gaze fixed on her, Sisley quickly added:

"It's normal to fail the first time. Generally speaking, it takes more than two years to become proficient in this kind of magic, and its practicality is not very high."

"I don't know what you and Lord Ronan are planning to do, but if it's that kind of thing, I suggest you start with something simple."

"It's like a partial transformation."

She began to explain the key points of this magic, and Farin listened with interest.

Because if he could become a monster, his brother would be very happy.

If I go to work for a senior colleague, I might be able to use that as a selling point and earn more money.

My brother is not young anymore.

……

During a break from Celia's magic studies, Ronan sampled a dish made by a mimicry.

The flavor was incredibly delicious, the crab meat was very chewy, the cheese was stretchy, and it had a wonderfully milky aroma.

When paired with truffles, the flavor surpassed any dish he had ever eaten before.

As the aroma wafted through the air, Chilchak, who was munching on dry rations not far away, suddenly swallowed hard.

I didn't think much of it before the lid was lifted, but now, smelling the tempting aroma and seeing the dazzling array of delicacies, I can't help but feel a little tempted.

But he gritted his teeth and decisively banished those thoughts from his mind, then ate his dry rations heartily.

He thought to himself, "Even if I starve to death, I will never touch it."

Moreover, he was also aware of his own limitations; such high-end cuisine couldn't be bought outside, even for two thousand gold.

The dwarf Namari thought so too.

But, later.

When she saw everyone gathered together for a meal, and she subconsciously took out her dry food and ate a bite because she was hungry, she immediately felt very uncomfortable.

The two of them stood quietly against the corner of the wall, seemingly out of place with the others.

Ronan glanced at them but didn't pay much attention, instead asking Celia:

"How's your transformation magic training going? Can you use it tonight?"

Celia remained silent, because the idea of ​​partially transforming was just too embarrassing.

I originally thought that becoming a demon would be a quick and easy thing, but now I'm stuck with a demon's body on top of my head. Is that even possible?

Helpless, she could only lower her voice, bite her lip, and try to change the subject:

"It's not going too well. Maybe I should change my clothes. Do you prefer something cute or... Anyway, let's not worry about the demons."

"I am enough."

"What do you think?"

Chapter 155, Entering the Fourth Level, Life Needs a Sense of Ritual, COS; Bringing Volameh

"..."

Celia's tone was somewhat blunt, and Ronan didn't say anything, just looked at her quietly.

Seeing her lips slightly pursed, as if she were mentally preparing herself, I suddenly found her reaction rather cute, like that of a child.

It does seem very difficult, otherwise they wouldn't have said something like that.

clothing…

"Can you pull it off?" Ronan asked, even though Celia's figure was indeed suited to a cute style.

Celia, holding her knife and fork, nodded and said:

"Of course, it's just what you call cosplay. I overheard you discussing it with the Elf Queen from that world."

"Using transformation magic is definitely out of the question today, so I can only satisfy you by dressing up."

"But as I said before, I hope you can stay away from the demons. Let's eat now."

Even though Celie had previous experience with cross-dressing, such as as a maid, the feeling of being proactive versus being passive is completely different.

It's similar to the difference between acting on a whim to get praise and doing something you're reluctantly but enjoy.

"..." Ronan pondered without speaking again, instead focusing his attention on the ingredients in front of him, silently anticipating what would happen that evening.

I changed into more than a dozen outfits.

Even if it's incredibly shameful, you'll eventually become desensitized.

It's time to increase the intensity.

Blonde, Ellie…

Hmm, I need to tie my hair in pigtails.

……

After lunch, Ronan and Sensi discussed the dinner menu.

Since we haven't eaten the duck monster we caught yesterday, we plan to make it our dinner today.

In addition, it would be best to have some desserts to soothe Celia's anger if she learns the truth.

Even if she doesn't know, what if she does?

It's fine to treat it as a pastime.

Senshi nodded, wrote down the recipe, and immediately went to find the ingredients.

After finding the ingredients and packing them into their backpacks, Ronan and his group set off again.

On the way, Namari and Chilchak learned the truth about the canary's appearance.

The latter was furious, but his worries were unfounded.

Namari breathed a sigh of relief, her expression relaxing considerably.