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

This is no longer the creation of magic, but a revolution in magic, similar to creating a new mathematical theory from scratch.

Celia gritted her teeth slightly, thinking to herself, no wonder he said those things.

As things stand, only I can learn it, even though it will take some time to understand.

Taking a deep breath, Celia slammed the book shut, her voice a mixture of reluctance and resignation.

“You are right, I will strive to master it, Ronan the Brave, I look forward to the day when you create many more new magics.”

"Oh, right." She suddenly remembered something and stopped abruptly, because this was her home.

She looked at the other person again and asked:

"After I master this magic, could you teach it to Vlame or Frilian?"

"Although I think it would be difficult for them to learn it with their talent, we should still give it a try."

Ronan nodded slightly and put down his teacup.

"Sure, I have no intention of keeping it a secret. In fact, the more people who learn it, the easier it will be for me."

"It depends on how you teach them."

Ronan wasn't good at instructing others, which is why he entrusted the magic to Celia, letting her figure it out herself.

If she can understand it thoroughly and thus reduce the difficulty of learning the magic, it would be an excellent outcome for humanity.

After saying this, Ronan turned and took his leave.

Inside the treehouse, a long silence returned after his departure.

Celia frowned, her expression complex. Her gaze fell on the spellbook in her hand, and finally she sighed softly, lamenting the ever-widening gap between them.

Perhaps the only area where I can surpass him is in teaching.

We must not slack off, lest we lose even our last strength.

Chapters 56 and 57: Daily Life, Demi-humans

Three days later, the first light of dawn shone through the window and fell on the wooden table piled with books.

Celia stretched out her slender fingers and slowly closed the last page. With the rise and fall of her chest, she exhaled a deep breath.

"Finally finished learning. I never thought that I, Celia, would one day stay up for three days straight to study a kind of magic."

"This is truly unheard of."

The difficulty of this magic was beyond imagination; it took her two whole days just to understand the runes and images.

For the rest of the day, she kept trying and failing, and after three hundred failures, she finally succeeded.

After a few more days of consolidation, we should be able to transfer the test subjects to humans.

Operations involving human movement through such spaces must be carried out with utmost care.

With another breath, Celia used magic to eliminate her fatigue, straightened her somewhat disheveled clothes, and then walked out of the treehouse.

goooo~

Just then, my stomach growled at an inopportune moment.

Celia reached out and touched herself, only then realizing that she was hungry.

So she walked through the garden and into Frillie's house.

I was going to the kitchen to get some bread to fill my stomach, but the moment I opened the door, a faint, strange aroma wafted into my nostrils.

The aroma was unlike anything she had ever smelled before, yet it possessed a mysterious, irresistible allure that instantly piqued Celia's curiosity.

As I approached, I saw Ronan busy in the kitchen.

Two huge iron pots were placed in front of him, glowing red-hot even though there were no flames beneath them.

Something is being fried in a pot, the hot oil sizzling and bubbling, and the aroma is wafting from there.

The other pot contained a bubbling, viscous brown liquid.

Celia leaned forward to look closely.

Before she could even identify the ingredients in the pot, Ronan heard footsteps, turned around, saw who it was, and nodded.

"It's you. How's your three-day course going?"

Are you hungry?

That makes sense; if you're not hungry, most people won't come to the kitchen.

After all, the ingredients and spices of this era were so scarce that they failed to whet people's appetites.

There's no way around it. Even though I have unlimited life and locked my hunger level, meaning I can survive without eating, I can never have enough of my cravings.

So, he went hunting during his free time.

Eventually, he discovered an animal that resembled a chicken on a deserted island.

The chicken is quite large, with colorful feathers. I don't know what the meat will be like, but at least it's something to look forward to.

It took him some time to get back, during which he found honey and oil.

Then, combining his knowledge from his previous life, he found several alternatives to chili peppers and bay leaves, much like Shennong tasting hundreds of herbs.

The appearance of these spices solved Ronan's immediate problem, and so, the first cooking in this other world began in a rather haphazard way.

What was placed in front of Ronan could be considered fried chicken wings, except that these chicken wings were about the size of a person's forearm.

Celia swallowed again.

A fragrance I've never smelled before, ingredients I've never seen before...

Is this the food of the nobility?

That's really weird.

but……

She looked at Ronan expectantly and asked:

"what is this?"

The most direct way to stimulate the sense of smell is to make people want to eat, which will stimulate saliva production, and saliva production will further increase appetite.

Ronan smiled slightly. He had long expected Celia to react this way and was not surprised by her performance.

The chicken wings were now cooked through, golden brown on both sides, with the skin and flesh split open by the slits, and the magic had ensured they were thoroughly cooked inside as well.

He skillfully picked up the chicken wings, put them in another pot, coated them with syrup, then poured in honey, and kept stirring.

Once it becomes viscous, the high-temperature magic solidifies it before placing it on a plate. This is how to make candied honey chicken wings.

Although it is somewhat simple and the quality of the sugar is not very good, it is a revolutionary product for the present era.

wow-

The plate slid, and the shimmering amber color came into Celie's view.

"Want one?"

After saying that, without waiting for a response, Ronan copied the same operation on the other chicken wing.

Frillie and Vlamé haven't gotten up yet; they need to try the taste of this kind of food first.

If they taste good, we can slaughter a few more later.

With these thoughts in mind, Ronan took a bite, and instantly, he felt a surge of joy.

Beside her, Celia, facing this unprecedented delicacy, ate with her mouth glistening with oil, her belly gradually swelling.

Fortunately, there's a digestive magic.

After finishing her meal, Celia sat down seriously in front of Ronan, and with a hint of curiosity, asked:

"Where did you get this meat? It's so delicious! Is this how you cook it back home?"

Frillie had said that Ronan came from another country, but she had never seen such a cooking method in all the countries on this continent.

Therefore, in her view, there is only one possibility.

Ronan came from overseas.

Ronan smiled and did not deny it.

"I'm glad you like it. It's just candied chicken wings. Let's get back to business."

He gently put down the bone in his hand, his expression becoming serious.

"Have you finished learning about spatial magic?"

Celia silently memorized the words "caramelized chicken wings," and nodded, captivated by the delicious food:

"Yes, I've finished learning it, but I'm not very proficient yet. The magic you requested will probably be delivered to you in about three days."

"Because there are too many and the distance is too far, I need to practice."

Ronan had anticipated the answer that Celia's home was on the central continent.

He nodded and replied:

"Oh, that's alright. Whether it's three days or thirty days, as long as you haven't forgotten."

"We've finished eating. Let's go, we need to take care of other things."

Ronan dusted himself off, stood up, and prepared to leave the kitchen.

As he was walking, he suddenly remembered something important, turned his head, and added:

"By the way, Celia, there's something I need to tell you."

"The goddess has replied to your proposal from a few days ago."

"Because it is necessary to avoid a future where humanity loses order and falls into chaos after the destruction of the demon race, she plans to introduce or create several new species."

"The name of this species is Demi-human. You may not have heard of it, but creating something from nothing is much more difficult than introducing it, so..."

Ronan paused,

"Serlie, would you be interested in taking Frilian and Volamey with me to explore other worlds?"