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

"Ahhh-"

Ronan grabbed her hand and patted her back, signaling her to quiet down.

"It's alright, they don't eat people or elves."

In reality, angels, demons, and elves are in a relationship of mutual restraint.

Angels are superior to elves, elves are superior to demons, and demons are superior to angels; they are mortal enemies.

Ramiris spoke in a trembling voice, "Ah..."

She couldn't even speak properly, clearly she was terrified. Ronan sighed helplessly.

Seeing that Carella and the White Progenitor meant her no harm, she ignored them and turned to examine the white-haired girl, continuing to ask:

"Tell me, what's her current situation?"

……

After a while, having reported the situation, the two turned and took their leave.

Ramiris managed to stop trembling, but she remained hidden behind Ronan, only peeking out with half her head showing.

She desperately wanted to know why the primordial demon had split from one into two.

Ronan replied casually, "It's nothing, because it helps me."

“It’s nice to have them do things for you sometimes, like what happened to you.”

"Are you feeling better now?"

Ramiris nodded reluctantly, sniffed out non-existent snot, wiped away the remaining tear stains with her small hands, and said:

"Now I finally understand why those guys were spreading rumors about your death. You're just too strong."

"Tell me your secret to becoming stronger, I'd like to recruit some powerful subordinates too!"

She clenched her fist, trying to cheer herself up, but unfortunately, almost no one could learn Ronan's secret to becoming stronger.

Upon learning this, Ramiris became depressed again.

Frillie witnessed this scene, and at that moment, the same question arose in her mind.

She thought Ronan wouldn't answer, but to her surprise, Ronan saw through her thoughts and turned his gaze to her:

“You are different. The secret to your strength lies with me, Celia, and Vlame.”

"You'll understand in time. For now, just enjoy being taken care of."

Even so, Frillie's curiosity was still piqued.

Thinking about it carefully, it was indeed after meeting Ronan and Celia that his magical skills improved by leaps and bounds.

I didn't pay attention to it before, but now... what's the principle behind it?

She frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

Ronan stood up, put his hands behind his back, and said succinctly:

"Communication. Inspiration comes from experience, and experience determines the upper limit of imagination."

"Although you are over two hundred years old, your experience is pitifully small."

"You could try communicating with us more, instead of studying magic alone in silence."

Frillie paused for a second, her lips parted slightly and then closed again, seemingly not fully understanding Ronan's words.

But then, she seemed to grasp a wisp of drifting thoughts.

Looking back, it's true that I've had fewer and fewer interactions with Ronan, Celia, and Vlamé.

She never even felt there was anything wrong with it, because for the past two hundred years, not communicating with others was the norm for her.

—Until now.

So, she bit her lip lightly and spoke:

"Is it enough to just talk to you more? But I really don't know what to say. I feel like I can't fit in with you."

She was a little slow to react, but she finally realized the problem: in short, she couldn't keep up with the times.

The change in their feelings subtly altered the nature of their relationships. Celia and Vlamesan were able to adapt, but Frilian could not.

She is like a 2G network with poor signal connection.

While others can download a 1TB file in minutes using a 5G network, it would take her years, decades, or even centuries.

Ronan was naturally aware of this, which is why he offered this timely reminder:

"Then let's pick a topic that interests us to talk about."

“I happen to have a research project to submit to Volamei tonight, you can try to participate.”

"Don't you like flower magic? Perhaps that's suitable for you."

Frillie nodded as if she understood, though she was indeed very interested in the research.

Not to mention that now that the path has been pointed out, it should be able to help me rediscover some of my former motivation.

Ronan nodded, increasingly eager to see what changes would occur in Frilian after she came to her senses.

Although this may also take a long time, it's better than her going on alone.

"Let's go find Vlamé."

"Let's start building our relationship now."

As he spoke, Ronan stepped upstairs, thinking that he couldn't forget the advice he had given that evening.

After all, having multiple wives is the most ideal state.

Chapter 184, Reconstructing the Physical Body; Frillie's Awakening

Hinata Sakaguchi learned of the treatment plan in the afternoon.

When she heard that the prerequisite for not falling into a deep sleep was to leave this world.

Even though she had been mentally prepared, she couldn't help but fall into a long silence at this moment.

Recalling the events of the past two thousand years, she rubbed her fingers together, looked up at Ronan, and asked:

Is simply leaving enough?

"In fact, I had this idea when Chloe fell into a deep sleep."

"Unfortunately, the power I possessed at that time was insufficient for me to travel to other worlds."

"you…"

She hadn't forgotten that her purpose in returning was to save Rimuru, but history had now been distorted beyond recognition.

The Eastern Empire, which caused Rimuru's death, was also severely damaged by Ronan and Shizuka-sensei.

Even when the appropriate time arrives, nothing will likely happen.

That's why she was completely at ease.

Ronan nodded, seemingly to soothe Hyuga's concerns:

"That's right, what you can't do, I can. But the question is, is she willing?"

"You've been with her for over a thousand years, can you make this decision for her?"

The body ultimately belongs to Chloe, and Hinata is ultimately a guest who has usurped the place.

However, even passengers have the right to decide where the bus goes.

Lowering his head, Hyuga pondered for a moment before slowly speaking:

“She will agree, because she also longs to see Rimuru safe and sound in the future.”

"Does Teacher Jing know? If I leave..."

She was worried that her departure would make Shizue Izawa feel down.

Fortunately, in this life, Shizue Izawa found another emotional outlet besides herself.

She raised her eyes and looked at Ronan.

Ronan nodded in response: "I understand. In that case, let's begin preparations."

"Don't worry, you can come back anytime."

That being said, Hinata sighed, knowing he could only take it one step at a time.

She got up, preparing to inform Luminas that there was no need to prepare a coffin anymore.

From now on, she will temporarily go to live in the world behind Vlamé.

However, before she could leave, Ronan suddenly asked, "By the way, do you remember what you originally looked like?"

Hinata stopped and turned her gaze to the side.

Ronan continued:

"Since your soul resides in Chloe's body, it is necessary to reconstruct your physical body in order to restore both of you to your freedom."

"If you remember, please give me your body's parameters, such as height and weight."

Hyuga frowned, a look of doubt flashing in his eyes:

"Parameters? Do we need measurements too?"

"Whatever." Ronan waved his hand. "There are standard values ​​for this. As long as you don't deviate from the standards, it won't affect the operation."

"Of course, it would be even better if you could provide specific data, since the original is the most suitable."

Hinata fell silent. Although she was not young and shouldn't normally care about these things, she was in front of Shizuka-sensei's lover...

Reconstructing the physical body doesn't mean restoring that aspect as well, does it?

Forget it, let's just treat the other person as a doctor. Doctors are compassionate, and everything they do is for the sake of regaining freedom.

She silently exhaled, turned around, pulled a piece of paper from the coffee table not far away, picked up a pen, and started drawing with a "swish, swish, swish" sound.

In an instant, a lifelike Hinata Sakaguchi appeared on the paper.