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

Why…

……

While Solitaire was in despair, Ronan and the others had already arrived near the demon's residential area.

In stark contrast to the tidy exterior of the Demon King's residence, this place was permeated with an atmosphere of poverty and decay.

The walls were made of piled-up loess bricks, the houses were built of planks and straw, and the roads were full of potholes of varying sizes.

Vlamé frowned, but did not refuse to approach because of the sight before him.

Seeing this, Ronan began to introduce:

Even now, demons still rank and hold positions based on the strength of their magic.

"This is where the weak demons live, and most of the residents are children."

"Correspondingly, there are fewer evil deeds. After all, in the demon race's mind, the more people they eat, the stronger the demon race itself becomes."

Vlame nodded slightly, roughly understanding why Ronan had brought him here.

As I approached, I saw a few little ones peeking out, and I was about to say hello and ask their names.

However, as soon as they opened their mouths, the children screamed and ran away.

He was saying things like "The devil is coming."

Vlame was speechless.

She clenched her fist tightly, then relaxed it, exhaling as if talking to herself, or perhaps asking Ronan:

"Am I that scary? I'm about the same age as them..."

"Brother Ronan, what exactly did you do to them?"

"It's nothing, just ordering them to go to school...spare the rod and spoil the child."

Ronan casually stated the facts that left Vlamé speechless.

But then I thought about it again and realized there was nothing wrong with it.

At least when these children grow up, if they are lucky enough to see humans, their first thought will no longer be to hunt them.

It's a mixed bag.

They continued walking forward, and this scene was witnessed by Todd, who was idly strolling nearby.

Because studying magic is a very time-consuming process, she usually doesn't stay at home all day.

Upon seeing Ronan, she paused slightly, instinctively wanting to turn and leave immediately, because she had a guilty conscience.

However, as always, Ronan noticed her before she could even take a step.

"It's you. Don't rush off. I remember you're an expert in magic, right? Well then, you might be able to help Vlame."

He had obtained it effortlessly, and was just worried about lacking help. He immediately ordered Todd to stop where he was.

Todd tried to take a step, but couldn't move.

Damn it...

Thinking this, she forced her head to turn and managed a smile that was more like a grimace:

"Um... Hero, what do you mean by this?"

Later, upon learning the purpose, Todd froze on the spot:

"what?"

Is this a joke? Analyzing the magic of the demon race?

For thousands of years, countless wise men have devoted themselves to this research, yet none have succeeded.

Now, just based on this little girl in front of me?

Although she wanted to express her doubts, she held back from saying anything.

Then, I learned that Solitaire had also gloriously joined the team.

She resolutely stated, "Serving you is my bounden duty."

Just kidding. Even the Demon King has fallen, leaving no room for maneuver. If you refuse, the consequences are predictable.

Just consider it playing house with this little human girl; it's impossible to succeed anyway.

After saying that, she took a deep breath and continued:

"But before I serve you, could you please allow me to return home?"

"I need to tell my child."

"...You're married?"

"No, it's not. Wasn't it a rule you set before? Every two demons have to adopt a child."

"I used to hate it, but I really had no choice."

Ronan nodded; it seemed the policy of coercion was the right one.

So he waved his hand and said, "Go ahead."

Vlamé then wanted to follow and see.

Todd had no choice but to agree. As they walked, she cautiously added:

“Um, hero, I hope you won’t be surprised when you see my partner later, because I hate those arrogant males.”

"So...you understand, it's adoption after all."

She feared she would be punished for being out of place, and Ronan fell into a brief silence upon hearing this.

Lesbians? In this day and age... that's really something new.

He shook his head, offered no comment, and soon spotted the other person's partner.

Purple hair, enormous bull horns.

She was heavily pregnant and cleaning outside the door.

For some reason, she looked familiar the moment I saw her, just like when I saw Frilian.

Subconsciously, he used the magic of fate.

In an instant, countless images flashed before his eyes, and Ronan gradually understood everything.

"That's interesting..."

Based on his own future without the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow, he saw a demon named Aura being born.

Centuries later. Then centuries later, he was beheaded by Frilian.

No wonder he looked familiar; it was related to Frilian. He only remembered Frilian.

……

After determining the other party's identity, Todd stepped forward and exchanged a few words with the purple-haired demon.

After the conversation ended, he brought her to the front of the crowd and introduced her by name—Schlaf.

They possess the magic of deep sleep.

"Schlaff (relaxation)?" Ronan nodded in agreement; the naming conventions in this world still followed the German language.

Unsurprisingly, her personality must be extremely relaxed.

He asked who the child's father was and where the adoptive parents were. Todd nodded and replied:

"This child has no father; in fact, demons reproduce entirely at their whim."

"When I'm in a good mood, I'll just find a demon in the wild and leave my seed there. Schlaf is one of them."

"Later, you unified the demon race, and she moved here for that reason, which is how I met her."

"She's been pregnant for ten years now. As for the adopted child, she's probably still playing outside; she's female."

As they spoke, the atmosphere became awkward, and Vlame couldn't help but lament how barbaric the demons were.

Randomly planting seeds... how is that any different from animal reproduction?

Moreover, a pregnancy lasting ten years seems far from a normal pregnancy duration.

Previously, she knew almost nothing about the demon race, but now, both their customs and racial differences have greatly shocked her.

Vlamé, eager to study these things, tentatively asked:

"Um, Miss Schlaf... right?"

"How old are you this year? Would you be interested in participating in my research?"

"The environment here is too backward."

"Although I don't know if your demon race has any ambition, as a mother, you shouldn't want your child to live here for the rest of their life."

As he spoke, Vlame stared at Schlaf's large, protruding belly.

She couldn't help but wonder how the birth of demons differed from that of humans.

Now I finally have the chance to see it for myself.

Todd hesitated upon hearing this.

Just then, Schlaf's hesitant gaze fell upon them. The two exchanged a glance and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Is there any danger to his life?

Although demons are emotionally detached and do not value the life and death of their companions, they cannot help but take it seriously if the life and death of their companions are tied to their own.

Curiosity flashed in Vlamé's eyes:

"Of course not, I just wanted to see the process of a demon giving birth."

"And... I'd like to know, at what age do you demons master magic?"

If someone is born with magic, it must be related to their physical structure.

Once the body's structure is understood, many problems may be easily solved.

Todd turned his gaze to Ronan, his eyes still hesitant.