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

Predictive magic can also be considered a part of fate magic, only it has been emasculated.

You can see it, but you can't change it out of thin air, much less influence the past.

Celia had a thousand words she wanted to say.

However, she couldn't say a word in response to Ronan's answer.

When the two returned to the village, Celia instinctively kept the matter a secret between them, intending not to cause trouble for the other.

However, there was one thing that always bothered her.

That is, when Ronan confronted the goddess, she vaguely heard some words she didn't understand.

Something like "another world".

She could understand the literal meaning of the words, but the underlying implications…

Seria could no longer contain her curiosity and secretly sought out Ronan to ask him about it.

If another world truly exists, and the goddess wants Ronan to leave this world.

Does that mean I'll also have the opportunity to leave?

There's nothing left in this world for her to challenge.

Without family by his side, and only one disciple who happens to favor Ronan, there was absolutely no fun to be had.

Ronan looked at Celia, remained silent for a moment, then frowned and asked:

"are you serious?"

Just because it's not fun, do you have to give up everything and go to another world?

Admittedly, this attitude is quite insane.

Although I had such thoughts, I was, after all, cheated, and could thrive in any world I went to.

"Of course, I never joke."

Upon hearing this answer and seeing the other person's serious expression, Ronan pondered for a few seconds before ultimately choosing to respect her fate:

"I see. Theoretically, it's possible, but I have no intention of leaving at the moment."

"Because I still have some things to take care of."

Celia raised an eyebrow and asked, "Can you only leave if you leave me?"

"That's for sure. The goddess isn't your or my servant. There's no situation where she has to help you just because you want to."

At this point, Ronan nodded and looked out the window at Frillie, who was learning the magic of blooming.

He paused, then continued.

"Let's wait a little longer. Besides, even if we really leave, what will happen to Vlamé?"

"Don't forget, you are her teacher in name only."

Celia fell silent. Ronan's words made her realize that leaving now would indeed be somewhat irresponsible.

Although she really wanted to bring Volameh along, she knew in her heart that it was impossible; she didn't have that much influence.

Let's wait a while longer then. It's good that we can learn more through Ronan.

Chapter 55 56, Teaching, Surya’s Impression

With that thought in mind, she left Ronan's room, intending to stay in the village for the time being.

First, they used magic to create a treehouse in the open space outside.

Once everything was settled, Celia raised her hand to summon Vorame, preparing to test her grasp of the basic theories of magic.

After some time, the test was over, and the conclusion was that the student barely passed, probably due to the influence of their parents' academic level.

Celia was not surprised by this. Such a disciple is the easiest to teach. Having no foundation means that there are no wrong ideas and that one will not go astray.

She couldn't wait to train Vlame into a strong person so that she could demonstrate her own prowess.

Thoughts raced through her mind. Celia turned and picked up a few books, handing them to Volamere.

At the same time, she began to formulate a general plan for her training over the next few years.

Once the plan was finalized, the training program was on track.

Several days later, Vlamé's knowledge had improved significantly.

After that, just like a child who would stay up all night reading a book she liked, she became completely immersed in the world of magic and couldn't extricate herself.

In just one week, they covered the distance that others take a year to cover.

……

"As I expected, she really is a genius."

Inside the treehouse, Celia reminisced about Volamere's progress with heartfelt emotion.

She picked up the kettle, poured herself and Ronan a glass of water, took a small sip, and exclaimed in admiration.

"This child will absolutely inherit my mantle perfectly and go down in history."

She looked up at Ronan, who was sitting directly opposite her.

"Ronan, have you heard about the recent news that the demons have withdrawn their troops and that martial law has been declared in the Demon King's city?"

"That demon king is probably afraid of you."

"Do you think my disciple will be able to defeat him once he grows up?"

Ronan also took a sip, knowing that "he" referred to the Demon King. After a moment of contemplation, he slowly said:

"It's too early to say anything now; at least in the future that the goddess sees, this scene doesn't exist."

"Of course, the future can be changed, especially after I intervened."

"Let's continue to observe, so that the war a thousand years from now will never happen again... Celie, do you want to learn spatial teleportation magic?"

"I have it under control."

With the goddess's magic as a reference, Ronan was spared the need for a fixed set of operations based on imagination, which greatly saved him time.

Upon hearing this, Celia was taken aback, then asked:

Is it really possible?

The news came so suddenly that she found it hard to believe; at least in her mind, space travel was much more difficult than space cutting.

Ronan nodded slightly, his tone casual, as if he were talking about something ordinary:

"There's nothing wrong with that. The goddess gave me the holy book for that very reason."

"After all, only when everyone has mastered spatial magic can they keep each other in check."

"Also, if you can learn it, it will be of great help to me."

"For example, if the demons invade, they can go to their aid in my place."

According to the goddess's will, humanity cannot lose its external enemies.

He himself is too powerful; once he takes to the field, none of the demons will be able to escape.

Therefore, Celia's existence is extremely important.

Her attitude was her own: to limit the demons' invasion of human territory to the greatest extent possible with minimal cost.

After listening to Ronan's words, Celia remained silent for a few seconds before slowly nodding.

"I understand."

If it's just using spatial magic for support, that's fine, since she loves fighting anyway.

Before she could even open the grimoire, she heard the other person give her a few instructions:

"Spatial magic is very difficult to learn; at least in my eyes, only you can learn it."

"After you've learned it, do me a favor. I need all the magic you've collected; consider it all the payment you'll make to me in the future."

Because of his changed status, Ronan no longer had any expectations of those nobles.

No matter how powerful or influential they are, they are far inferior to the former in the realm of magic.

As for creation? That would be too time-consuming and wouldn't be comprehensive; he's not a computer.

Only by learning it in advance can you use it whenever you need it in the future.

Directly opposite.

Celia raised her eyebrows slightly.

"all?"

However, upon further reflection, he realized that spatial and temporal magic was extremely precious to him…

She instinctively straightened her posture and agreed:

"No problem, do you need it now?"

There were too many books to organize in a short time; there were over a thousand of them, and even using flying magic would not be enough to move them over in a short period of time.

Ronan gazed at her, teacup in hand, his tone indifferent:

"We'll talk about it after you've learned it."

He wasn't in a hurry because he didn't think Celia could learn spatial magic in a short time.

Copying a cat or a tiger requires skill; the difficulty of copying "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" is completely different from that of copying "Chickens Pecking Rice".

"..."

Upon hearing this, Celia felt slighted, but she did not react immediately. Instead, she simply opened the book.

Immediately afterwards, her originally clear and firm eyes gradually became confused, and her brows furrowed more and more tightly.

Oh no, is this still magic?

She could understand each rune and picture individually, but when they were put together, it always felt like reading a book written in a foreign language.

Because its theory and practice are completely opposite to "modern magic".