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

As soon as he appeared, he stared intently at the passageway and asked bluntly, "Is this the place?"

Before Lysian could answer, the other team members appeared one after another behind him.

Lysion rubbed his nose, twitched it twice, and replied:

"This is it, if they didn't use scent induction."

"Judging from the lingering smell in the air, they went in about ten minutes ago."

"Captain, we need to hurry. We've found the Berserker's address. All that's left is to capture him, and the mission will be a success."

Mislen nodded and quickly stepped into the passage. At the same time, he ordered Freych to use his familiar to investigate the environment ahead and draw a map.

With a map, he could teleport to the corresponding area and get ahead of Ronan and his group to the next level.

"Yes." Fletcher closed his eyes, was carried on Lysion's shoulder, and began to work.

Both sides were moving quickly, their footsteps echoing in the passageway.

……

"Snake-tailed chicken, snake-like chicken, what are these? They even sent out creatures that are only fit to be food?"

What appeared before Ronan was a monster with the body of a chicken and the tail of a snake. According to the labyrinth's gourmet guide, the two had very different flavors.

Because they posed no threat, Ronan only remembered their taste.

The rest…

"Hmm, and three harpies too..."

He waved his hand and cut off the chicken head and snake head, then looked at another creature.

The first thing that catches the eye is a pair of enormous genitals. It's an eagle, but with a woman's head, naked, laughing maniacally, enough to make anyone's sanity plummet.

"Demi-humans...cannot be eaten."

Ronan made his decision, and the harpy was instantly killed by Celia.

She let out a soft hum.

Seeing that Ronan wasn't paying attention, he looked away and sighed, "These monsters are all too lewd."

Seeing too much of this might tempt people to commit crimes, really. Where do all these weirdos come from? However, the most lewd stuff is yet to come.

The closer you get to the end of the sixth floor, the more monsters there are, but the environment gradually changes from hot to cool.

After passing through the narrow passage, an endless meadow came into view.

On the grass, several naked female humanoids, entwined only with leaves, were playing, and some of them were kissing.

The ambiguous and alluring scene made Leos blush instantly.

"ah!"

Farin cried out in surprise. What had she just seen?

It's ridiculous!

Celia opened her eyes wide, but before she could make a move, the female humanoids heard the sound and all looked over.

In an instant, their gentle expressions twisted, as if they had seen their father's killer.

He stood up, charged forward, and exuded a strong killing intent.

"—Tree spirit, a plant-type monster."

Milciel explained, manipulating the puppet, that he sliced ​​a treant in two with a single sword strike, while simultaneously retreating, adding instructions.

"Never let them get close. They carry millions of times more pollen than a single flower, if you don't want to be in tears."

As they were talking, a large amount of powdery substance burst out from the cut-open tree spirit, like smoke, directly covering half of the sky.

Some winds blew in, but Ronan waved them back.

"Hay fever?" He roughly understood what Milsilr meant, so he pulled Celia back a few steps.

At this moment, Ronan also observed the characteristics of those tree spirits and couldn't help but click his tongue.

What a strange world! How come I never noticed it before?

This is practically a paradise for adults; thankfully, I didn't bring Vlamé along.

……

soon.

"Achoo! Achoo!"

Leos was sneezing uncontrollably, tears streaming down his face, clearly not used to the strong pollen.

His swollen eyes looked at the tree spirit's corpse, and an urge to touch it surged within him—if you like monsters, you have to get close to them; this was his life motto.

However, as usual, before he could even reach out, Farin stopped him and quickly pulled him away.

"That's so vulgar, brother!"

Farin said with dissatisfaction, even though she was usually gentle, she could not tolerate Leos's behavior at this moment.

After all, the tree spirit looks exactly like a woman.

In this situation, Leos's behavior seemed rather impolite.

Ronan was also admiring it at that moment.

Hearing the sound, he looked up and saw Leos being scolded by Farin, and couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

Just look, why touch it? That's incredibly insensitive.

However, to be fair, tree spirits do indeed fit the aesthetic preferences of most men.

Slender where she should be slender, and voluptuous where she should be voluptuous.

Unfortunately, there is no such thing; it is "asexual".

Milsilr then explained in a low voice:

"Tree spirits do not rely on that behavior to reproduce; they spread pollen only through kissing, so they only look like humans."

As she spoke, she glanced around and quickly spotted several pumpkin-like objects with a human face protruding from them. She continued:

"That's a tree spirit fruit; it tastes sweet."

Upon hearing this, Senxi quickly stepped forward and carefully collected the fruits.

After collecting them, he weighed the fruit and thought to himself that he could use them to make a pie that evening.

But considering the existence of the White Dragon, it's better to save it for breakfast tomorrow.

Thinking this, he rejoined the group, and the group passed by the tree spirit's corpse and continued forward.

Along the way, they encountered several strange creatures, including a type of sheep that lives in trees, scientifically known as the vegetative sheep.

Ronan initially thought it was an animal, but was told it was a plant and that it tasted similar to a crab.

Considering that he had never eaten vegetarian lamb before, Ronan ordered Sensi to remove it and put it in the bag as well.

Before long, they arrived at the White Dragon's habitat.

The environment here has changed significantly, with heavy snow falling from the sky.

Inside the cave, the white dragon was nowhere to be seen; in its place was a nest of eggs.

Ronan looked at the eggs and muttered to himself:

"Three? Good luck. One fried, one baked, and one given to Volamey."

"Of course, if there's an embryo, then forget it."

Ronan has never liked foods like balut or dragon eggs.

He stepped forward to collect the eggs, and noticing that it was almost noon, he instructed everyone to rest on the spot and begin simmering soup.

At the same time, he extended his senses, exploring all areas of the sixth floor.

Unfortunately, just like the changes in the environment here, the space here has been drastically altered.

There is a lake three kilometers away, and another lake thirty kilometers away. Beyond that, there is only an endless desert.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter coexist in this region.

"Hmm, as expected of a place where wishes come true, the sixth floor must be the habitat of dragons."

Ronan glanced at it briefly and didn't pay much attention, thinking that the berserk mage must have gone to the next level.

Given that the space within the labyrinth is not infinite, and because desire has a threshold, Ronan felt that it wouldn't be long before he encountered the Mad Magician.

With these thoughts in mind, as the fire simmered, a rich aroma gradually wafted out.

The white bone broth gave Ronan a feeling similar to mint; just smelling it gave him a refreshing and invigorating sensation, as if his body and mind were being cleansed.

At that moment, Celia walked towards Ronan.

Seeing that the soup would take a while to prepare, they decided to take Ronan out for a stroll and enjoy the snow scenery.

……

"Captain, we've found them."

Fletcher manipulated his familiar to see the scene below from the clouds.

In the midst of a snow-covered landscape, two people were taking a walk.

Zoom in.

White smoke was rising from the cave behind them, probably because someone was cooking.

As Freich slowly recounted these events, Mislen frowned.

Cooking...it's so relaxing.

He then said:

"Ignore them, finding the berserk mage is the top priority."

"Let's draw a map now."

As the map was drawn, Mislen and her team disappeared from their original spot and reappeared behind the cave.