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

As Vlame finished speaking, he coughed lightly, his gaze softening.

She brushed a strand of hair behind her ear and glanced around at the crowd, seemingly casually.

Seeing that they had tactfully dispersed, he moved closer to Ronan, his warm breath brushing against his ear:

"Let's get back to business. You came here to find me because you missed me?"

"Hmm... I've missed you quite a bit since we last met."

As soon as she finished speaking, she gave him a light kiss.

Vlame decided to leave the serious matters for the evening to discuss in detail.

I picked up the water glass and took a sip.

After Ronan revealed the purpose of his trip, she pondered for a moment, slowly turned around, nodded knowingly, and asked:

"A lab rat? I understand. Do you want the one before or after the modification?"

Before the transformation, most of the demons were ordinary demons who mainly lived on islands.

Since Ronan is here, he obviously needs the latter.

Upon hearing this, Vlam raised his hand, signaling to the magicians outside the door to bring the modified demon over.

Swah——

A moment later, as the door slowly opened, several boys and girls who looked no different from humans came into view.

Their demonic features had been removed, but their faces were marked with stars and moons, which were particularly conspicuous under the lights.

Clang. The shackles rattled.

Upon seeing Vlamé, their eyes darted away, and their bodies involuntarily shrank back.

Vlame stepped closer, scrutinizing each person with his gaze, and explained in a gentle yet earnest tone:

"After a period of research, we have mastered a method to remove the predatory organs of demons without endangering their lives."

"However, despite this, the malice towards humanity in their character has not been eliminated."

“We’ve tried using Oath Magic, but it’s too inefficient, and very few people have learned it yet.”

Vlamé turned and gazed at Ronan, his eyes resolute.

"Ronan, they're all in your hands now. It doesn't matter if they get hurt; don't worry too much about their lives."

These words filled the group of demon boys and girls with even greater fear.

Ronan noticed this scene, but simply looked away calmly.

With a wave of his hand, spatial magic was activated, instantly sending them to the far north.

Huhu——

A biting wind howled in through the spatial rift, causing clothes to flutter wildly.

Ronan strode in without hesitation. He gazed at the retreating figures of the boys and girls, thinking to himself.

In the future, these toothless demons may become the mainstream in demon society.

……

……

The experiment went surprisingly smoothly.

Upon arriving in the far north, these demons instantly transformed into high-level monsters.

A large number was placed on its head.

Twenty-three, thirty-six.

Ronan even saw things like attack power, defense power, and speed.

The goddess stood beside him and softly asked:

"How is it, Ronan? Is everything alright? Everything is done as you said."

"Rank is used to measure the degree of danger, while attack and defense are used to measure the probability of winning a battle."

"Speed ​​is used to measure whether a desperate fight is needed to unleash potential."

"Now, the only thing left to do is determine the experience points."

"And..." She remembered something, turned her head, and a hint of doubt flashed between her brows.

"What was that title you mentioned earlier?"

Is it important?

……

……

Are titles important?

Of course it matters.

Whether it's a novel or a game, having a resounding name is more influential than simply announcing yourself.

Take "Goblin Slayer" for example; the world only knows this title, but no one knows his real name.

Even so, it did not prevent him from becoming widely known.

Ronan slowly recounted the case.

The goddess listened, and although she didn't quite understand human behavior, there was factual evidence to support it, so she figured it wouldn't hurt to believe it for now.

Wait a minute... she suddenly realized that she was also an example.

“That’s right.” Ronan noticed the goddess’s reaction and nodded slightly.

"You've finally figured it out; 'Goddess of Creation' is actually your title."

"Although I still don't know your real name, there is no doubt that you are known to people because of the creation of the world."

"Although people can still remember you even without the title, nothing can leave as deep an impression as the creation of the world."

He used an inappropriate analogy,

"Between Zhang Wei and Zhang Dapao, which one do you find more memorable?"

It is obvious that history has already provided the answer.

Ronan didn't know what the goddess was thinking, but in his mind, Zhang Dapao was no different from Wang Tiezhu and Tian Erniu.

After saying that, he turned his gaze to the group of demons, waiting for the goddess to take action.

Chapters 265 and 266, the legendary title: Goddess Harvester; Goddess: I feel offended, thank you.

The goddess slowly exhaled, and with an elegant, gentle stroke of her hand, the deeds of the demons appeared one by one above their heads.

Vegetarian

[Escapee]

[Demon and Rape]

"?"

Ronan raised an eyebrow. Where did this traitor come from?

The first two titles are easy to explain.

One was forced into it, and the other was forced into it.

He squinted and stared intently at the treacherous villain.

A girl with purple hair, around twelve or thirteen years old.

They looked familiar, like he'd seen them somewhere before. He rubbed his chin, trying to picture two horns, and then he remembered.

It was the one who was with Vlamé at the time.

He didn't know her name; Ronan never cared about such things. All he knew was that she was the future mother of Aura.

The demons beside the girl showed strange expressions when they saw the title above her head. They each took a step back, their eyes flashing with wariness.

Oh no, there's a traitor among them.

Is this reasonable?

"..."

"Wait a minute, I don't know anything, what is this thing?!"

The girl's face was deathly pale, whether from the cold or from fright, it was hard to tell. She frantically tried to cover her head with her hands, attempting to hide the title.

After all, the appearance of a "traitor" among a group of vegetarians, regardless of whether there is a misunderstanding, as an outcast, will certainly not end well.

However, as words are a virtual entity, no matter how hard she tries, their outlines remain clearly visible.

Ronan then coughed softly, interrupting her actions.

"Stop hiding it, come here, tell me your name, what abilities you have, and what you've done?"

He was very curious about the other party's behavior. He didn't know if it was good or bad, but there was no doubt that they had betrayed the demon race.

Excellent, this is what a qualified new-era demon race should be like.

Upon hearing Ronan's words, the girl froze on the spot, nervously swallowing hard.

She didn't know Ronan's purpose in making her say these things, but at that moment, she had no other choice.

Under immense pressure, three seconds later.

"...Ofna."

"Ability is absorption."

She stole a glance at the demon beside her and muttered to herself.

"I didn't do anything special, I just occasionally absorbed their life force to sustain my own survival."

"I hate eating vegetarian food."