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

"Besides flesh and blood, a massive amount of magic power is also required, which is why ancient magic needs to steal energy from other dimensions."

A massive amount of magic? These words gave Ronan even more confidence.

He happens to have both.

As expected, the first summoning was a complete success.

As the spell was cast, the magic circle instantly lit up with a blinding red light.

The runes wriggled and rearranged like living things, eventually forming a complex six-pointed star pattern.

"Neigh!"

Amidst the neighing of horses, a pure white unicorn appeared out of thin air above the magic circle.

The flesh and blood that were originally offered as a sacrifice have disappeared.

As soon as it appeared, it scanned the crowd, first fixing its gaze on Farin, and then looking at Milsilr.

Then, they hesitated, unable to take the first step, unsure of who to choose.

Without exception, everyone present was a pure and innocent young girl.

Even Heath Whitworth, who voluntarily pledged allegiance and was sentenced to life imprisonment, never did that kind of thing.

However, before the unicorn could make a decision, Ronan spoke calmly:

"This way."

The meaning was clear; the unicorn, somewhat reluctant, shook its head slightly.

But it possesses wisdom, knowing who is the most powerful here, and who has summoned it.

After a moment's hesitation, it finally walked gracefully toward Celie.

……

In the dim firelight, Celia gently stroked the unicorn's soft fur, a faint smile appearing on her lips.

When I saw it hesitate before, I thought I had no chance.

After all, purity...

She herself didn't believe what she said.

Although taming a unicorn may not sound like a big deal, it at least gives you the feeling of being superior to other girls.

When Marcusi saw that Farin wasn't actually the "purest" one here, her eyes nearly popped out of her head.

"That's not fair."

She thought to herself, because she had seen everything that had just happened.

When the unicorn appears, the first person you should see is Farin.

As a result, the target was forcibly changed due to force...

Feeling a little annoyed, she exhaled, gripped her staff tightly, and decided that she would get one for Farin if she had the chance in the future; that's what friends should do.

Sometimes, the urge to compare oneself to others comes out of nowhere.

Ronan noticed this but didn't pay it any mind, continuing to eat his dinner slowly and deliberately.

At the same time, it sensed the monsters around it.

In the shadows.

Some shell-like creatures are slowly crawling, their target the tent behind them.

Ronan looked over.

The magic transformed into an invisible hand and grabbed them.

A cursory glance reveals it to be a nightmare.

"Hmm, if I remember correctly, this should be a monster that can give people nightmares."

"Just as Black Panther said, because the plan failed, Winged Lion wanted to forcibly alter his subconscious and even his memories?"

With a "crack," Ronan crushed the Nightmare's shell, revealing the wriggling white soft body inside.

It looks like a scallop.

Give it to Senshi and let him try to cook it. If he can't cook it, then forget it.

It's a good idea to take it back and let the demons try it out; I wonder what kind of nightmares they'll have.

Senxi took it, somewhat hesitant, but after all, it was a living creature, and maybe it could be eaten?

While he was thinking, he threw them into the water, trying to make them spit out the sand.

At this moment, Leos and Chilchak went out to relieve themselves because they needed to urinate.

The comfortable environment allowed Marusir to quietly observe the type of magic circle.

Before she could fully memorize it, Farin tugged at her sleeve, her face slightly flushed, indicating that she was also a little anxious.

Although it wasn't dark outside, there were monsters everywhere, and my brother was gone again.

Seeing this, Marcusel sighed helplessly, lamenting that Farin was still Farin, still that child who hadn't grown up.

He got up, took her hand, and was about to leave.

Suddenly, a "thump" came from outside the room.

It sounded like something falling to the ground.

Upon going outside, it was indeed Chilchak…

No, to be precise, it was Chilchak who was drained dry.

His body was shriveled, his skin loose, and his face was frozen in an expression of both satisfaction and pain, as if he had died in ecstasy.

"!"

Farin froze on the spot, her initial urge to urinate dispelled by fear. She took two steps back, finding it hard to believe what she was seeing.

Dead...dead?

Marcusel screamed, "Ah!"

"Be quiet."

Behind her, Heathwyn heard the noise and slowly walked over.

She first interrupted their lapse in composure, then noticed the expression on Chilchak's face, a knowing glint in her eyes:

"It's just a succubus, nothing to make a fuss about."

With that, he turned around and called into the house, "Master, the target you are looking for has appeared."

"How embarrassing, it's clearly a team of two."

Generally speaking, when a succubus uses seduction, she will transform into the most ideal form in the adventurer's mind.

However, since others are indifferent to it, it can be easily killed if there is only one other person present.

But now…

Hissweeps shook her head slightly, thinking to herself that the man named Leos had probably already met with misfortune.

Sure enough, when Ronan appeared, he found him at the nearby washbasin—his body was withered.

He crouched down and examined him closely. His expression was similar to Chilchak's—a mixture of satisfaction and pain.

He was still breathing, but it was gradually becoming weaker. His muscles were shrunken and his fat was disappearing, clearly indicating that his body's essence had been drained.

Farin couldn't believe what she was seeing and just kept covering her mouth, almost speechless.

Marcus stood beside her, trying to regain her composure by taking deep breaths.

She clenched her fists and comforted Farin:

"It's alright, senior will definitely be able to save him."

"Damn succubus, why are there such strange creatures?"

This method is terrifying, not to mention what's going on with that strange expression.

Simply put, a silent, swift kill...

Could it be that the difference in strength between the two sides is so great that they couldn't even utter a single word before being drained dry?

Marcusil had a million questions in her mind, but after much deliberation, the question she most wanted to ask was: Where is the succubus?

However, the answer she received was unclear.

"Don't understand?"

“Yes.” Sisley nodded, recounting the part of the information she knew.

"This creature is very cautious. Once it has successfully hunted, it will immediately return to feed the nutrients it has obtained to its offspring."

"At the same time, because they do not have a fixed shape, even experienced adventurers rarely manage to capture them alive."

Upon hearing this, Marcusiel frowned deeply.

Seeing that Fareen's mood seemed to have changed again because of this news, she couldn't help but ask:

"What if they've already fed their young the nutrients before we catch them?"

"What exactly happened to Leos and Chilchak? Why did things turn out this way?"

"Can it be restored? Can healing spells be used?"

After firing off a barrage of questions, Ronan glanced back at her before standing up.

Then, Heathwiss gave the answer that it could not be returned to, could not be restored, and could not be used.

The lost nutrients are their life force; once they're gone, they're gone.

Only by committing suicide and then resurrecting using animal flesh and blood can one return to normal.

The process will be agonizing and embarrassing.

Farin was absolutely unwilling to kill her brother with her own hands, especially since she had no flesh and blood and the succubus couldn't find her.

At this moment, she was completely helpless and could only watch as Leos's breathing grew weaker and weaker, his steps became frantic, and she was extremely anxious.