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

Ronan nodded slightly, indicating that Vlamé meant no harm.

He softened his voice and suggested, "You and she can come together."

"I've been pregnant for ten years, how many more years until the baby is born?"

"...Ten years, the demon race's reproductive cycle is twenty years."

As expected of a long-lived species, its gestation period is almost the same as that of an elf.

Ronan looked at Vlamé, only to see the latter wearing an indifferent expression:

“It’s okay, I can wait. By then I’ll be all grown up and can do the research myself.”

"I believe Master will agree; it's all for the sake of advancing magic."

"Miss Schlaf, have you made up your mind?"

……

Ultimately, Ronan took the two of them away.

And of course, there's the child they adopted.

But that doesn't matter.

Todd and Solitaire alone would be enough for Vlame to use for a while.

After everyone left the demon territory, four more people appeared on the Azure Dragon's back.

Solitaire has yet to recover from her depression.

As she gazed at the demonic buildings below, which were gradually shrinking, a sense of desolation welled up within her.

Why…

"There's no 'why,' you're just worth studying, that's all."

Ronan, unusually, gave a reply, seemingly wanting her to understand why she died.

Solitaire was startled and instinctively looked up. Ronan continued:

"Be thankful that you didn't hurt anyone back then, otherwise what awaits you wouldn't just be something as trivial as being studied."

"I hope you can bring some benefits to Vlame; it's rare for this child to show interest in demons..."

The Demon King's life or death is irrelevant; supporting Vlame's interests and hobbies is the most important thing.

Solitaire was speechless. She felt like a guinea pig, to be studied at will simply because she was interested in her…

Humans... are terrifying.

If she survived, she secretly vowed that she would never dare to use or provoke anyone again.

But... can I really survive?

Despair hung over her like a dark cloud.

Seeing this, Todd, who was not far away, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Compared to the Demon King, she felt much luckier.

Therefore, that kind of thing must never be done again, in order to save one's life.

And so, as the Azure Dragon flew at high speed, the group enjoyed the scenery along the way and arrived at the far north.

Ronan had been here not long ago, so he didn't have any particular feelings about it.

But Frillie's eyes widened slightly:

"So much snow."

In the northern continent, it only snows in winter, but in Erd, the land is covered in ice and snow all year round.

Frillie jumped off the blue dragon, her feet crunching into the thick snow.

With a graceful turn, bathed in the snowflakes, she asked Ronan:

"Is it true that there are many magic books in the Heavenly Kingdom? Can I browse through them freely?"

"What did you and Celia do during the three years you disappeared? Was the goddess involved?"

Frilian is very interested in magic and the goddess who creates magic.

As she was about to enter heaven, she quickly asked the question she had always wanted to know.

However, perhaps the last question was too offensive. Before Frillie could hear an answer, she suddenly felt a tap on the head.

In the heavens, the goddess leaned on a bench, lightly tapping her fingers.

She couldn't help but wonder where this slow-witted sprite came from, daring to make fun of her.

He waved his hand to erase the image of Frillie looking around blankly, and then opened the gates of heaven.

After settling Frilian into the quarters where the sages lived, allowing her to freely peruse ancient books, the goddess turned to Ronan and softly asked:

"We meet again. Did you come here today because of her?"

"If I remember correctly, she was one of the people who were by your side back then."

"And this human little girl... how long do you plan to stay this time?"

She was already used to people's chaotic private lives.

What truly concerned her was the aura emanating from Ronan.

It's really strange that Ronan's divine body is almost fully formed after only a week.

Was Ronan's claim of having endless divine power true?

Ronan nodded, while the four demons beside him were stunned by the sight of the goddess.

He ordered him to wait outside the door, and then led Vlame forward:

"It's not just for her, but mainly because I wanted to take this opportunity to see you."

"I want to know how divine authority should be consolidated. I left in such a hurry that I forgot to ask you."

"Your own power... Does magic count? If I remember correctly, you are the god of magic and life."

"So what would you do if I were to condense magical divine authority?"

So that's what it was for. The goddess thought about it and realized that she hadn't told him back then.

She glanced at Vlamé, gestured for Ronan to sit down, and after a moment's thought, replied:

"It won't do anything, but I don't recommend that you condense magical divine authority, because that divine authority exists based on my divine status."

"Unless you can take away my godhood, you cannot surpass me."

She explained the matter in detail. In short, magic was born because of creation.

The process of anyone learning magic is actually a repetition of the path she has already walked.

She herself has only taken 100 steps. Unless she is more gifted than a god, she could not possibly take 101 steps, no matter how long it takes.

Because the upper limit is there.

Ronan nodded after hearing this, understanding the reason, but he didn't take it to heart.

Surpassing the gods was not difficult for him, but what came after surpassing the gods…

"I will become your vassal," the goddess exhaled and spoke.

Based on Ronan's assumptions, she said in a helpless tone:

"As everyone knows, I am the only god of magic in the world."

"However, if your magical skills surpass mine, faith will be scattered and absorbed by the stronger."

"That's why I don't recommend that you gather magical divine authority; I need power."

"And for various reasons, I cannot reveal my real name to my followers, as this would lead to me being targeted, so..."

"Could you please help me unite other divine powers?"

The goddess's tone was pleading.

She then realized that the reason she hadn't explained these things last time was because she was worried that such a situation might occur.

Ronan's growth was so rapid that she couldn't believe it, and she felt that she might be surpassed at any moment.

"..."

Ronan fell into a brief silence before him.

After a moment's thought, he gently shook his head.

The goddess's fear should not be a reason for compromise or concession; power should ideally be in one's own hands.

He slowly stood up, walked to the goddess, looked down at her from above, and spoke in a calm yet resolute tone:

"It's because of your fiancé, isn't it? No need to worry, I'll take care of him."

"Therefore, I shall inherit the divine authority of magic."

"In addition, I need to gather more divine authority, only in this way can I better repel those threats."

"I need your help, Goddess, so that I can better protect you and everyone else."

Upon hearing these last words, the goddess was left in a state of prolonged disbelief.

Protect me? She wondered if she had misheard.

Do they want both their divine right and their own freedom?

With the examples of Celia, Vlame, and Frilian before her, it was hard for her not to think in that direction.

This... really left her somewhat at a loss.

Chapter 167, Goddess, You're Playing with Fire; Marriage

After a long silence, the goddess's emotions were hard to calm due to Ronan's domineering attitude.

She took a deep breath, looked up, her eyes filled with scrutiny and doubt, and questioned:

Are you serious about what you're saying?