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

"Was this Miss Celie's order? It seems she's been watching my performance."

She nodded gently, her face showing no disappointment, but rather a serene smile.

"In that case, I understand. If it doesn't count, it doesn't count. So, what will be on the test next?"

She is not afraid of any difficulties.

She participated in the assessment partly to avoid gossip, and partly to test her abilities.

Ronan glanced at Matilda, who was preparing to use magic.

But at that moment, Celia stepped out of the space first.

Her steps were steady, and she emphasized:

"I won't set the rules for the next assessment. Ronan, go and test them."

"In recent years, the emergence of skills has made them too complacent and completely neglected the aspect of actual combat."

"Now you can easily level up by killing some ordinary monsters, which is not a good thing."

Unlike warriors who need to kill monsters one by one, mages can easily kill a large number of monsters by gathering them together and using magic.

Despite the previous implementation of an experience reduction mechanism, even a small amount of experience can still encourage this unhealthy trend.

It must be corrected.

Ronan nodded slightly, finding some truth to it.

Nearby, some test takers overheard this conversation and were immediately dumbfounded.

no……

They wanted to protest—why should the assessment be made more difficult for their class?

But noticing Ronan's gaze, she swallowed hard, then finally kept quiet.

Damn it, we're doomed.

……

Not long after.

"...Unqualified. You can't even make eye contact with me. What makes you think you can hit on my daughter? Next."

"..."

"You don't even have the courage to lay a hand on me? You're just as unqualified. Her boyfriend can be weak, but he absolutely cannot be a coward."

"...Ahem, Father!"

Romé coughed hastily, a slight blush rising to her fair cheeks, as she tried to interrupt Ronan's test.

What are they even talking about?! This is the assessment site for a Level 1 Mage, not a marriage recruitment event.

Ronan then came to his senses:

“I’m sorry, I’m used to it. You’re over two hundred years old now, and I’m afraid you’ll suffer the same thing as your mother.”

These words reminded Rove of the past.

Indeed, it was at this age that my mother met my father.

Even so… she tried to calm herself, pressing her fingers to her chest, and said, feigning composure:

"Don't worry, Father, no, I don't have any special feelings towards humans right now, so please don't talk about these things anymore."

"Please continue with the normal testing. I will only look for humans like you, Father."

That would be incredibly difficult; it might not even exist anywhere in the world. Hearing this, Ronan felt somewhat relieved.

After all, what father would want to see his precious daughter being taken advantage of by some unknown person?

The test continued, and when a girl walked in, Ronan, as usual, questioned her and engaged in a minimal exchange with her.

The other person's expression revealed excitement.

After the match, he felt it went alright.

I was just about to announce that they had passed.

At this time.

"My lord, please accept me as your disciple. To be honest, I am your believer!"

The other person suddenly lay down on the ground, speaking urgently and sincerely, while a title appeared above their head.

Ronan looked at it; the word "devout" stood out, but he wasn't surprised.

After all, many people yearn to become his disciples every year; she is not the first, and certainly will not be the last.

"Feel sorry."

Teaching students is too time-consuming; Ronan would much rather spend more time with his wife and daughter.

Furthermore, the upgrade system is now quite sophisticated, allowing one to cultivate magic and martial arts to a high level even without a master's guidance.

Upon hearing Ronan's rejection, the girl's face showed obvious disappointment.

She raised her head, still somewhat unwilling, and asked:

"Then, may I have your autograph? I originally came to take the exam to become a first-level mage, but I never expected to meet you."

"When I get back, I can brag about this to my friends."

"That's no problem," Ronan said, taking out a pen and paper. The pen hovered over the paper for a moment before he looked up and asked:

"What's your name?"

"Lacie."

Ronan wrote down the name and a sentence, then handed it to her.

But just then, a girl named Lacey, who had just gotten up from the ground, hesitantly made a request:

"To be honest, my neighbor's child also admires you very much and wants to become a hero. He heard that you were the first hero."

"Then... could you write him a sentence?"

"In a few years, he will set off to try to defeat the Demon King. I'm not sure if he will succeed, because it's really too difficult to become a hero."

"But I hope he can be encouraged by you."

Unlike the Demon King, who needs to reach the maximum level to advance to the next class, humans have a much lower requirement due to their limited lifespan.

Even so, it still requires a skill to reach the master level.

This often requires unremitting efforts for twenty, thirty, or even forty years.

Ronan thought for a moment, then did not refuse and asked, "What's his name?"

Lacey took a deep breath, her hands clasped tightly together, and slowly uttered three words.

"Simmel".

……

Thirty seconds later, Lacey left the assessment site with her autograph and words of encouragement.

Ronan continued testing, though a few ripples and waves stirred within him.

The goddess had mentioned this name before, and he remembered it very clearly.

Before I knew it, it had come to this point.

Although history has changed in many ways, surprisingly, even with so many changes, Simmel was still born.

It's probably a setting by the goddess, after all, given her personality, it's impossible for her to erase someone's existence.

But... is it the neighbor's kid?

"...You are not qualified."

Taking advantage of the moment when the test subject was away, Ronan began to peruse the history of this world.

As expected, the original Simmel was supposed to be an orphan, but now...

He nodded slightly, thinking to himself, "So, the tragedy of unrequited love should no longer happen."

"Given Simmel's character design, she was not destined to die alone, yet she met her end at the hands of an elf."

"Very well. Now that you have both parents, and after you kill the Demon King you will be highly respected, we will both have a bright future."

As Ronan closed the screen, he glanced at his daughter beside him, a hint of tenderness flashing in his eyes.

A sense of emotion welled up in my heart.

Chapters 275 and 276: Aura's Prison Break, the Blue-Haired Hero and the Purple-Haired Demon

"What's wrong, Father?"

Ronan noticed the way he was looking at her and a sense of confusion flashed through her mind.

She had never seen her father so emotional, as if he were grateful for her existence.

Was it that person from earlier who reminded him of something?

"nothing."

Ronan shook his head slightly, gathered his thoughts, and decided to stop thinking about Simmel.

It's good that his fate has been changed.

At that moment, a mage pushed open the door and entered to continue participating in the assessment, and Ronan turned his gaze away.

Everything returned to its previous state.

……

At the same time, in the Demon King's Castle.

"Waaah!"

The piercing alarm sounded through the sky.

As the sound of the guards' footsteps grew louder, Vlame, thousands of miles away, received news that a group of demons had escaped from prison.