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

"Throw it at someone?" Ronan weighed it in his hand, then threw it at Aqua.

thump.

He was knocked to the ground in an instant.

"Don't joke around, there's no such crappy gadget."

Getting up from the ground, Aqua covered her slightly reddened forehead and awkwardly stuck out her tongue.

Eris sighed, her voice filled with helplessness:

"Aqua-senpai, what are you saying?"

"This stone was forged by the gods to summon demons, have you forgotten?"

"Because in our eyes demons are no different from worms in the sewers, we use stones to bear their power."

"If you're unlucky, you might summon ordinary monsters from hell, like succubi or something."

After speaking, she looked at Ronan with a serious expression.

"It's wonderful that you found it. If it had fallen into the hands of those with wicked intentions, the world would surely have been plunged into crisis."

"Would you like to return it to us, or keep it for yourself?"

"Just a heads-up, while this stone can summon succubi, but..."

She hesitated for a moment, seemingly finding it difficult to speak, before finally changing the subject.

"Well, you're a married person, right? I really don't recommend you do this."

"..."

He didn't know until Eris told him.

Since we've brought it up, we absolutely have to taste it.

What do succubi look like in this world?

Also, how do I use it?

Ronan played with the stone, lost in deep curiosity.

Speaking of which... could we use this as an opportunity?

What if we go to hell?

Chapters 247 and 248: Family Reunion, Meteorite Fall

With growing doubts in his mind, Ronan finally waved his hand and decided to postpone the investigation of such events for the time being.

It's never too late to go to hell.

The most urgent task is to quell the impending disaster and to find the culprit behind the meteorite.

Come back to your senses.

"Eris, and Aqua, I'll temporarily entrust these two artifacts to you for safekeeping. I hope you won't have any objections."

His gaze swept back and forth between the two faces. "If you don't have them, tell me how to use them."

"..." Eris sighed deeply.

Things did indeed develop in a direction she didn't want to see, and she said helplessly:

"The necklace is for uttering a spell, but because you are not the owner bound to it, the effect only lasts for thirty minutes."

"As for the stones..."

She explained the effects in detail, and Ronan, having learned how to use it, nodded gently.

Thirty minutes? Not bad. Although it's not a long time and doesn't seem to have much effect, it's worth trying for certain special experiences.

For example, being indifferent.

What would happen if you put a person who has no feelings about anything into a body with normal physiological responses?

Ronan, filled with curiosity, immediately stood up and dusted off non-existent dust from his clothes:

"Alright, that's settled. You guys go back now, I have to go too."

"By the way, Eris."

He suddenly turned his head, "Is your clone still with Frillie?"

Eris paused for a moment, then nodded in acknowledgment, and Ronan understood.

I'm looking forward to finding more divine artifacts; I wish I could forge them myself.

……

That night, Ronan was unusually calm, considering that the meteorite would not fall until the next day.

Meanwhile, given that his foundation in this world was already solid, he then took in Vlame, Jingjiang, and the others.

More than a month apart is indeed a long time for a mother.

Inside the mansion, Ronan introduced:

"That's the situation. Currently, apart from a few servants, only my family lives in this house."

"Occasionally, some guests will come to visit, and as for their erratic behavior... well, just ignore them."

"It's like performing a talent show in front of you to swindle all your money and clothes, and then extorting money from you to buy you alcohol."

Upon hearing this, Vlame's lips twitched slightly. Extortion?

What exactly did Ronan and his companions encounter in this world?

He doesn't sound like a guest; he sounds more like a comedian working as a part-time scammer.

Take a deep breath.

"I see."

As she spoke, she suddenly pointed to the area between the second and first floors, "Is that ghost also one of our family members?"

Lucy was peeking, but immediately shrank back when she was discovered.

Ronan looked in the direction she pointed, pondered for a moment, and said:

"Her? She doesn't count, but if she survives the test, she could stay and become a guardian spirit."

"Use?" Vlame raised an eyebrow; it was hard not to associate the word with certain thoughts.

She crossed her arms, glanced at her master, and was about to continue her question when Ronan waved her hand to interrupt her.

"Let's not talk about that anymore. I'll arrange your rooms. Oh, by the way, Jingjiang."

His gaze fell on the child Jingjiang was holding. "How is Luo Ling's development?"

"Is she the same as a normal baby?"

After he finished speaking, he took a closer look and found that there was almost no change compared to a month ago, except that his hair was a bit thicker.

Jingjiang shook her head, her eyes softening: "I'm not sure, but we should know in about three months."

Three months is neither a long nor a short time, and Ronan hoped that she could be like any other child.

But if, like elves, it takes a hundred years to grow up, then there's nothing that can be done about it.

After all, one's level of life is different from others from birth.

...

After continuing to explain the relevant matters and arranging the rooms, it was already late at night.

The servants had all gone to sleep.

Inside the room, Celia frowned as she looked at the gold necklace and asked:

"Are you sure you want me to use it? I doubt Frilian would agree."

"I'm fine myself, after all, it's only thirty minutes."

She carefully examined the inscription on the necklace, having learned some of its details through her interactions with Jingjiang.

It reads, “Your things are my things, and my things are your things. Become yours.”

Ronan nodded: "Give it a try. Hasn't she always wanted to feel love? Maybe she can truly feel it if she enters your body."

Celia raised her eyes and thought for a moment.

I clearly remember that most of the elves' defects stemmed from physiological factors, and that things might change if they were given a different body.

Let's treat this as a research topic; perhaps we can even use it to solve problems affecting the reproduction of our race.

Thinking of this, Celia got up, walked to the door, and called Frillie over.

Out of a research mindset, I informed her about this matter.

Frillie was yawning when she heard that she was going to switch bodies with Celie, and she immediately woke up.

"Now, only thirty minutes? Isn't that too short?"

"?"

Hearing this, Ronan was puzzled. What was going on with that tone that carried a hint of expectation?

Later, he realized that Frillian had long wanted to experience what normal human emotions were like.

People used to say she didn't understand romance, but she didn't even know what it felt like to not understand romance. It was really unpleasant to be kept in the dark like that.

Celia pouted:

"Thirty minutes is not short. My main concern is that you will use my body to do that kind of thing with Ronan. Just touching is enough."

"??"

Two big question marks instantly appeared above Ronan's head.

Is this "touching" the kind of proper touching?

Just then, a flash of inspiration struck Celia, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

With curiosity, she asked Ronan: