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

"Then I'd like to ask, how many more years will it take for it to surpass the Demon King?"

"...about three thousand years."

"..."

"idiot!"

Now they have no choice but to curse them. Three thousand years, let alone three hundred years, not even three years.

How did I end up with such an unlucky guy?

Fine, don't go then, just wait to die.

After receiving this answer, Wiz was so anxious he almost cried, his eyes brimming with tears:

"How...how could this be? Mr. Barnier, isn't there any other way?"

"You're being very irresponsible. You told me a way to live, but then you sentenced me to death. I might as well just send the child away."

Who is really being irresponsible? Who handed down the death sentence?

Who would want a plant that takes three thousand years to grow and become comparable to a demon king?

I can't stand his natural airheadedness, but thankfully, Barnier had anticipated this.

Remembering that the Demon King originally possessed half the world's wealth, but after Wiz arrived, he was reduced to a state comparable to a nobleman, he rubbed his temples and said:

"If you do this... you still have two days. Use these two days to make another bottle."

"Don't worry about the materials; I'll find the important ones for you. Remember, you only have this one chance."

"If you fail, even I cannot save you."

Wiz stood frozen in place, seemingly pondering the ingredients needed to concoct the potion.

"What are you standing there for? Get moving!"

Barnier didn't have the patience to wait for her to think things through, as time was running out.

Just as he was pondering how to help Wiz increase his success rate, which would also help himself.

Wiz, who was about to act, suddenly stopped in his tracks.

She turned around and looked at Barnier with pleading eyes:

"Um, I think I'm out of money. What should I do? I haven't paid back the money I owed to the raw material suppliers."

"………**!"

Barnier finally broke down. As a duke, he couldn't help but mutter a few curses under his breath, his face contorted with rage beneath the mask.

No money? So you have to pay for it yourself, huh? Paying both money and effort... I must have owed her something in my past life.

However, to ensure the surrender plan was more secure, he thought about it and decided to hold back.

He loosened his clenched fist and let out a long sigh:

"Wait here, I'll go raise the money right away. Don't do those stupid things again, and try to understand how we feel."

Wiz wanted to argue that he wasn't stupid, but when he thought about what he had done, he was speechless.

He could only watch as Barnier's figure disappeared at the shop entrance, his gaze lowered, and he sighed.

……

"Ah, is the handsome and rich guy Huihui was talking about you?"

Alcanredia.

Ronan, who had taken over the entire job market and was preparing to use the city's resources to work for himself, saw Cecily, who had come to visit him, looking quite surprised.

For some reason, Ronan really didn't want to see her. Perhaps it was his personality, but he always felt that she might do something to Frilian.

But given that Huihui was there and there were children present, he toned down his dislike and asked calmly:

"Did you need something?"

Huihui's thoughts were a little muddled, probably because she didn't sleep well last night.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes, her little head nodding slightly, as if talking in her sleep, and said without thinking:

"Ah, it's the older sister who wants to flirt with you and use your money to buy a bunch of little lolis as maids."

"Although I personally felt there was little hope, I still came in order to raise the money for the trip to Axel."

"I……"

Huihui snapped out of her daze as she spoke, feeling a gaze shot at her from behind, which startled her and made her break out in a cold sweat.

Oh no! Turning around, I saw Cecily's slightly twitching forehead.

"Hehe, this child is quite the joker. Please don't misunderstand, I just admire your character. I heard you helped this child yesterday."

"Could I treat you to a meal? Consider it compensation for the presumptuous things I said yesterday."

Eating out equals dating, and this is also part of Aqua's plan.

I wasn't planning on using it, but Huihui had already said it so much, and if I didn't use it, I'd really become a pervert.

Ronan waved his hand, clearly uninterested in the suggestion:

"No need, I'm very busy. I helped her because she provided me with useful information."

"If there's nothing else, you should leave."

"Huihui, what kind of job are you looking for today?"

Compared to a narcissistic priestess, a highly motivated adventurer can offer more help.

He has already ordered people to look for the golden shallot duck, which is said to be on the verge of extinction, but it doesn't matter. With his own abilities, he believes he can make them thrive soon.

At that time, it won't be long before Frilian reaches the maximum level.

After reaching the maximum level...

Just as Huihui was filled with doubt, wondering if she could really choose her job, Ronan pondered in his heart:

"I can't tamper with other people's cards, and I don't know if my experience will get stuck at a certain level after I reach the maximum level."

"99999 experience points would be troublesome, like in a game... To avoid this situation, I'll go ask Eris later."

Speak of the devil, and he appears; Chris shows up at the job market looking to take on part-time jobs and earn money.

Ronan sensed her presence, got up, and took Huihui downstairs.

Chapter 220, The Noble Princess Arrives

"Huh? Mr. Ronan, you've already reached the maximum level? That's truly... no, it should be said, as expected of..."

Chris stammered, after all, as far as she knew, the other party had only been in this world for a day and a night.

So much happened in that day and night that she felt like a long time had passed, otherwise why would she level up so quickly?

Knowing the purpose of their visit, she breathed a sigh of relief.

After Huihui accepted the task and moved away, he slowly spoke:

"There are indeed limits to experience in this world, which are rules set by the gods in the past."

"However, as of now, no one can break this record because the required experience is astronomical."

"I don't know how you did it, but if you want your friend to break through this limit, you'll have to use some special methods."

"And about this..."

As Chris spoke, he slowly lowered his head, his expression showing a hint of apology.

"I'm sorry, but I'm powerless to help. I'm just one of the goddesses sent from above to manage this world."

Similar to the difference between an employee and a boss, the former has almost no authority.

Although Ronan had anticipated this outcome, he still couldn't help but show a hint of disappointment.

Chris noticed this and quickly added:

"Of course, it's not entirely impossible. If you promise not to cause damage to this world, I can try to contact the higher-ups."

"As the gods who created the world and established the rules, it should be an easy thing for them to remove this restriction."

Perhaps so, but wouldn't that be like begging on your knees?

Begging someone to help...

There are also limitations...

Unless there's a genuine urgent need, who would agree to that?

Ronan gently shook his head, deciding to give up on the idea.

"Never mind, thank you for telling me this information."

Although it wasn't of any practical use in solving Frillie's problem for the time being, it at least cleared up a question in his mind.

He looked up at the distance. Aqua had somehow already hidden behind the counter, peeking in.

He slowly turned his head and said to Chris:

"Let's get back to business. Do you need me to recommend a job to you? And when will your followers arrive?"

……

Shortly after, Chris left the job market.

She looked back every three steps, marveling at how mysterious this deity from out of town truly was.

He actually managed to buy this place.

Where did the money come from?

You know, I've been practically glued to his side these past two days...

"So, is he a god who controls wealth?"

Recalling the scene of the other party conjuring currency out of thin air, a thought suddenly popped into my head.

"To be able to conjure money in other worlds and ignore the constraints of the gods, it must be at least at the level of a chief god."