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

This wave has truly been very fruitful.

"My lord."

Barnier took another step forward, glancing at the boy on the ground.

He interrupted Ronan's thoughts in a calm tone and respectfully inquired:

"Now that the danger here has been averted, what do you suggest we do with him?"

"I think he can play a significant role."

“Indeed.” Ronan nodded, conjured a collar, and tossed it to Barnier.

"Let's put him in a trap. It may have its purpose, but if he's unwilling to cooperate, we'll have to force him."

"What races could his partner be?"

Upon hearing this, Barnier instantly understood Ronan's meaning.

He took the collar, his lips twitching slightly, then a hint of pity flashed in his eyes, and he whispered:

"Many: succubi, vampires, cyclops, rakshasa..."

“Any race capable of reproduction can become his partner and bear him offspring.”

"A Cyclops?" Ronan raised an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

He glanced at the boy collapsed on the ground, then thought of the giant's appearance...

Yes, she's exceptionally talented.

Turning around, Ronan waved his hand: "Then give him a hundred Cyclopes, a hundred vampires, and a hundred Rakshasa women."

"Forget about the succubi; they're busy rehearsing lately and don't have time. It wouldn't be good for the customers if they found out."

“…” Barnier remained silent.

This has a terrible impact.

Isn't that the kind of creature a succubus is?

One hundred Cyclopes.

Tsk.

Poor guy.

Barnier sighed helplessly and replied in a low voice, "Yes."

After saying that, he went over and helped the boy up. And you know what? It actually looked pretty... nice.

But remembering that the other party was a demon, I felt relieved.

Barnier walked up to Ulysses and lowered his voice, gesturing:

"Ulysses, please. Give me a hundred doses of the growth pills. I'm worried he won't be able to accept reality after he wakes up and will commit suicide."

"At least give him some hope."

Ulysses' lips twitched. He thought to himself, "Thank goodness I didn't refuse Ronan's offer, otherwise..."

Take a deep breath and come to your senses.

He lowered his head and spoke in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"Don't worry, we're all from the same clan, I know my limits."

Ronan noticed their conversation, thought for a moment, and then decided not to interfere, letting them do as they pleased.

Having many children, having many children quickly, using any means necessary is fine.

With that thought in mind, he put his hands behind his back, led everyone out of the castle, and prepared to coordinate the remaining demons.

Chapters 255 and 256: Seize the Will of Hell, Refine It in an Instant! Become the Lord of Hell

Meanwhile, in the human world.

In front of the house.

With a deeply apologetic expression, Eris lowered her head and whispered to Frilian:

"That's the gist of it."

"This operation was indeed an oversight on our part. We didn't expect Lord Ronan to be so young."

"We sincerely apologize. After discussion, this is the list of compensation we can offer."

As she spoke, she took out a document she had prepared beforehand from her bosom.

“Miss Frilian, please take a look. The items provided this time are absolutely harmless, so please rest assured.”

To be honest, before this morning, Eris never imagined that Ronan was only in his thirties.

30 years old... What does that even mean? Some gods in the heavens haven't even crawled out of their swaddling clothes yet.

Who would have thought such a huge age gap?

Eris let out a slightly nervous breath, her expectant gaze fixed on Frillie, who was looking down at the list.

She hoped with great enthusiasm that she could accept these things.

rustling.

Frillie ran her fingers over the paper, her eyes fixed on the words on it.

She frowned slightly, as if she were somewhat confused.

To verify her suspicions, she slowly raised her eyes and asked Eris:

Why ask about my attitude?

"Shouldn't you be going to talk to Celia about this?"

Celia is Ronan's closest person, so she simply cannot forgive the other person on Ronan's behalf in matters involving personal safety.

And this is precisely the problem that Eris has always been worried about.

She lowered her gaze and nodded:

"Yes, theoretically we should go to her, but as you know, her attitude is very tough."

"Even if they don't fall out on the spot, they will definitely wait for Lord Ronan to return so they can discuss it together."

"We can't wait that long."

Eris then explained the reason in detail. It was a very simple principle, like a car driver who attempted to hit someone but failed.

The immediate family members of the person who was hit will definitely be very concerned about this matter.

In this situation, no amount of compensation would be of any use, since someone was almost killed.

It would be too late by the time the police arrived.

The attitude of collateral relatives will be different.

He silently exhaled.

Seeing that no one was around, Eris lowered her voice and continued:

“In fact, Miss Frilian, we did not mean for you to forgive us on behalf of Lord Ronan.”

"We just hope you can help persuade him."

"Although you are not his wife yet, your words must carry great weight in his heart."

That's the real reason; sometimes, whispering in someone's ear is more effective than a direct apology.

Frillie paused slightly. "Wife, what are you saying?"

Is it of paramount importance?

Not sure.

嗏

Are you sure you just want to offer some advice?

Frillie's brow relaxed slightly, and she pointed to an item on the list and asked,

"What's the purpose of this deity using the alluring perfume? It looks so strange. Did you give him the wrong thing?"

Eris glanced at it and shook her head slightly: "It wasn't a mistake."

She reached out and placed her hand on Frillie's shoulder, her gaze sweeping across the room.

“Miss Frillian, let’s go inside and talk.”

"I don't know when Lord Ronan will return, but I think you need to take a closer look at what's on this."

"In fact, many of the items are prepared specifically for you."

"?"

Frillie blinked in confusion.

Isn't this compensation for Ronan?

How is this related to me?

But since things had already come to this point, she had no choice but to follow Eris into the house to find out what was going on.

boom.

The door closed.

moment.

As Eris explained in detail, Frilian sat on the sofa, nodding slightly, a look of realization flashing in her eyes.

I see……

I thought…

……

"I thought there were no more ambitious people left in Hell, but I didn't expect there to be another one. Fine, you can join us too."