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

"really."

Their gazes quickly fell on the red-haired demon.

Just as he was secretly rejoicing that his judgment was correct.

The red-haired demon suddenly covered his ears, as if he had received some kind of command.

Immediately, looking at Simmel, he nodded expressionlessly and said:

“Commendable courage, brave warrior. Theoretically, I should fight you, but unfortunately, I have been asked to undergo another test.”

"So, I'll trouble you to become like your partner for now."

The moment he finished speaking, Simmelton sensed something was wrong and tried to get up and fly out of the area.

When he tried to pull himself up, he discovered that the soles of his feet had turned silver and were firmly attached to the ground.

Aura's eyes widened as she immediately stepped in to save the day, but she forgot about the speed at which the silver material was being processed.

By the time she grabbed Simmel, it was too late; she only felt the cold metallic touch. Her expression froze.

The red-haired demon seemed oblivious to all of this. He raised his pale red eyes and spoke calmly:

"It's been a long time, Awula. Your mother asked me to give you her regards."

"Don't worry, I didn't kill him. After all, he was a hero who was close to my demon race."

"Next, you only need to complete one hundred and eight trials to save him. Do you want to accept?"

"Perhaps you can try to defeat me too."

Choose.

As he spoke, the ground behind him surged, and a silver chair appeared, which he slowly sat down in.

That calm gaze seemed to say, "You have no choice."

Aura's expression was unpredictable, her fingernails digging deeply into her palms.

A feeling of annoyance welled up inside her.

Damn it. I got tricked.

Chapters 283 and 284: A Group of Angels, On the Eve of the Final Battle

The other party's words were simply a way of implying that only through sacrifice could Simmel be saved.

Sacrifice, what a ridiculous word, it has nothing to do with demons by nature.

However, at this moment, Aura had no choice but to do so.

She took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Silber, was this also orchestrated by humans?"

As soon as she said it, she realized the question was irrelevant, so she continued,

"Forget it, whether it is or not, it's meaningless now. You know perfectly well that I can't possibly be your match."

"So, what should I do?"

The red-haired demon, Hilber, raised his head.

He gazed at Aura, his eyes remaining calm and composed, and replied indifferently:

"I appreciate your self-awareness. Just keep going down this road."

"As for the statues of this hero and his companions, I will keep them safe for you."

"Store"? That's probably a threat.

Aura clenched her fists, but... there was no other way. At least time had stopped flowing for Simmel, who had turned into silver.

It doesn't matter how long it takes, as long as we can rescue him.

Thinking of this, Aura managed to calm herself down by breathing and walked forward.

Only after her figure gradually disappeared at the end of the road did Silber slowly get up.

A deathly stillness filled the air. He turned and glanced at the silver sculptures of Simmel and the others.

A moment later, as if receiving a command from his mind, he nodded slightly and whispered:

"Yes."

After saying that, he raised his hand and waved it, and the white metal blocks covering Simmel and the others quickly melted away, like ice and snow meeting the warm sun.

Simmel gradually regained consciousness. He blinked blankly, his mind a complete blank—what had just happened...?

But then, noticing the enemy before him, his eyes sharpened, and he decisively gripped the Hero's Sword.

"terribly sorry."

Upon seeing this, Hilber immediately bowed and apologized.

As Mahat's son, he was already well-versed in human etiquette and manners of speech, so he spoke without hesitation.

“Aura is extremely important to our demon race. In order to gain human emotions, we had no choice but to resort to this tactic.”

"Hero Simmel, I've heard so much about you. You are indeed very powerful; you even managed to impregnate a demon..."

"This is by no means flattery. I'm curious, is this a unique ability of yours?"

Simmel was a little confused by these words. Although they sounded like a compliment, for some reason, something felt off.

Speaking of which, where did Aura go?

He quickly looked around.

Not far away, Haita was holding a holy book and chanting incantations, seemingly trying to dispel any potential negative influences on him.

Aize stared at his axe, his eyes revealing an unfathomable expression, as if he were deep in thought.

Seeing this, Silber knew that he had barely managed to get away with what had just happened.

He straightened up, turned around, and said:

"Come with me. Aura is undergoing a trial. In your human terms, she is trying to save you."

"Today's incident wasn't originally intended to target her, but Simmel, you've spoiled her way too much."

“…” Simmel scratched the back of his head, his mind filled with doubt.

Why does it feel so out of place for a demon to say this?

This probably wasn't his own idea.

At this moment, since the situation was still unclear, he could only silently follow behind Hilber with his companions.

Haita's expression turned serious as he leaned closer and said:

“Simmel, just now…”

"Shh." Simmel made a shushing gesture and responded softly.

"Haita, I understand what you mean, but I have no choice. I can't leave Aula here."

"Ultimately, it was my mistake that got her involved in this trouble."

If he hadn't been under the spell of the silver magic, Aura wouldn't have needed to undergo that so-called trial.

I wonder how she is doing now.

His brows were furrowed, and his eyes were full of worry.

……

At the same time, in the monitoring room.

"Mother, is this enough? Besides, isn't it a bit inappropriate for us to do this without Father's knowledge?"

"Luo Ya said softly."

Vlamé crossed his arms: "There's no good or bad in this, it's all for the research, I believe he'll understand."

"Besides, I've always disliked women who only take and never give. This is a good opportunity to teach her the rules of the human world."

As she spoke, she glanced at the time and then at the test Aura was undergoing on the screen—it was all trivial matters.

For example, cleaning bronze statues, picking flowers, cooking, and so on, there are as many as 108 different kinds.

She looked away and continued:

"I'm leaving this place to you. I'll be going now. Enemies will be arriving in this world soon, so remember not to show yourself carelessly. This is also your father's advice."

"If you get caught, even though we can get you out, it will add a lot of unnecessary complications."

Luo Ya was taken aback upon hearing this, and then her heart tightened.

enemy?

She vaguely recalled what her father had told her hundreds of years ago, which she had thought was just a story at the time.

did not expect……

"Is it related to the goddess auntie?"

Luo Ya couldn't help but ask.

"Auntie?" Vlame raised an eyebrow slightly, and suddenly stopped in her tracks as she was about to turn around.

That title... isn't wrong.

However, out of respect, she corrected her:

"Don't say that in front of the goddess. Although she can't beat your father, she can still teach you a lesson."

Luo Ya nodded and remembered those words.

He exhaled and silently resolved that he would not step out of this place for the next ten or twenty years.

Anyway, there are all the amenities nearby, so there's no shortage of food and clothing.

With her mother gone, Luo Ya finally focused all her attention on the screen.

At this moment, the screen displays Aura's ongoing assessment nineteen—taking care of children.

……