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

"What exactly happened? Did you see what the killer looked like?"

Zell quickly recounted that the murderer was a blonde girl.

It is precisely because he possesses skills such as enhanced vision, X-ray vision, and the ability to eliminate aura that he can spy from hundreds of kilometers away without being detected.

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Blonde hair? Upon hearing this description, a certain image immediately flashed into Ronan's mind...

He frowned slightly, thinking to himself: No way...

Although, given Celia's personality, if the Eaglefolk provoke her, she might indeed go to their door to teach them a lesson.

But to say that she launched a massacre, leaving no women or children alive, doesn't seem to fit her style.

Moreover, with Vladimir by her side, she would be somewhat restrained... It shouldn't be her.

Thinking of this, Ronan's brow gradually relaxed, followed by a surge of inexplicable interest.

It would be even more interesting if this powerful being were of a race other than humans.

I'm worried that I don't have enough talented people at my disposal.

He listened quietly to Zell's story, and as soon as Zell finished speaking, he immediately wanted to go find him.

But just then, Frey suddenly raised her hand and volunteered:

"Let me go."

She glanced around at everyone, her gaze finally settling on Ronan, and explained.

"To be able to slaughter an entire race so easily, even if her strength hasn't reached the level of a Demon King, it's probably not far off."

“We don’t know where she comes from, but it’s not a wise choice to let her continue to wander around this forest.”

"I'm willing to take action and deal with her."

Frey did this for another reason: she wanted to find out whether this matter had anything to do with Klayman.

If the information I stole from Clayman hadn't gone wrong, I wouldn't have ended up working for someone else.

Even if it was just a coincidence, she couldn't let it go easily.

After all, there are too many seemingly coincidental events in this world that are actually meticulously planned conspiracies.

Ronan nodded after a moment's thought, Frey's words interrupting his original idea.

Seeing her so proactive, Ronan couldn't refuse, so he went along with it and said:

"Since you're so confident, then go ahead. I'll send a slime with you."

"Although I don't know exactly who that person is, I'm sure she's no match for you."

After speaking, Frey turned and left the winged tribe, preparing to search for the blonde girl based on the information provided by her people.

The slime followed, leaping onto her chest and swaying back and forth.

Splash!

Frey spread her wings, hugged the slime, and soared into the sky.

A strong wind blew, and Ronan watched her receding figure, pondering for a moment.

Later, after giving instructions to the winged tribesmen and sending them toward the base, Ronan decided to follow along to take a look.

Although Frey has pledged her loyalty, unexpected situations may still arise.

Furthermore, if that blonde girl really is Celie, even if Frey brings a slime, she will still be easily defeated.

If he were to die in battle, finding another winged queen would not be so easy.

And so Ronan entered the forest again, and soon he saw the blonde girl who made no attempt to conceal her actions.

Observing from a distance, he eventually came to two conclusions.

Good news, it's not Celia.

The bad news is that she is a demon, belonging to the pure evil camp, the kind of person who cannot be redeemed even with flashbacks.

If I want to win her over, I'm sure I'll face a lot of trouble.

However, if Ronan remembers correctly, persuading people to do good is also part of a hero's duty...

So be it, I'm not a true hero anyway.

If we can't reach an agreement, it's not too late to fight and kill each other then.

Mind this.

Ronan's whereabouts.

Chapter 76, Section 77: Frilian's Unique Skill

"Ugh... choosing a name is such a hassle."

At the same time that Ronan encountered the Primal Yellow, Frilian, who was on the other side of the forest, suddenly felt a headache.

Because goblins are only useful after they evolve, she stared at the hundreds of goblins swarming before her...

The thought of giving them completely different names suddenly made Frilian feel a little overwhelmed.

However, as it was an assigned task, it could not be ignored.

So, she picked up a dictionary, looked at the demon knight in charge of maintaining order beside her, and then at Izawa Shizue, who couldn't read a single word, and finally decided to assign her a random task.

There's nothing we can do about it.

As a village girl from the "ancient Greece" period, Frilian had almost no exposure to cultural knowledge.

Even after learning magic, he only knew some simple words and could imagine.

This means her educational level is probably only equivalent to that of a primary school student.

He sighed softly, slowly opened the dictionary, and the dense text immediately came into view.

She didn't recognize him, but longed to.

The concrete power that the wish manifests quickly appears as the magic essence in the body is consumed.

A faint white light emanated from her body, and as usual, the voice of the world echoed in her mind.

However... this time is a little different.

"Confirmed. Unique skill 'Seeker'... successfully acquired."

Frillie, who had assumed it was about reading comprehension, was stunned for a second upon hearing this.

She thought about it carefully, and it turned out to be... a unique skill?

Frowning, filled with doubt, is this reasonable?

She wasn't sure, but she knew that acquiring unique skills was extremely difficult in this world.

Even when Izawa Shizue was severely burned and on the verge of death, she did not awaken.

However... thinking about the existence of Furame and Ronan, Frilian gradually felt relieved.

It might be related to attributes; Leon also mentioned the words "bathing magic essence."

With a cold expression and a multitude of thoughts swirling in her mind, Frilian began to seriously analyze the Explorer's abilities.

But at that moment, a lot of information suddenly appeared in front of her.

The dictionary in my hand was broken down into several types of printing materials, such as firefly wood and caramel.

The text transformed from these materials was clearly imprinted in her eyes, and even the production process was crystal clear.

Upon seeing these, Frillie was stunned once again.

She rubbed her eyes, as if she were hallucinating, but…

The words that lingered in her mind told her that it was all true.

Until this point.

It was only after a long time that Frillie realized the various abilities possessed by the [Seeker].

The Explorer: [Accelerated Thinking, Tracing Back to the Source, Parallel Calculation, Chanting and Discarding, All Things in the Universe]

Literally, this unique skill is related to knowledge.

Needless to say, thinking speeds up, and perception speeds up a thousandfold.

By tracing back to the source and combining it with the myriad phenomena of the universe, it can restore the original appearance of anything that has ever been encountered, even if its origin is unknown.

Parallel computation can be derived during the restoration process, just like a dual-core processor, which can significantly improve computing power compared to a single-core processor.

Breaking the spell is simple; in this world, magic requires reciting incantations to be used.

This ability allows people to skip this process...

Almost everything about her is extremely useful to Frilian now.

Frillie let out a small breath, her eyes flashing slightly, a hint of joy in her heart.

The appearance of the Explorers was like a timely rain.

Beside her, Shizue Izawa was unaware of the series of changes that had occurred to Frillie.

Looking at the other person's thoughtful yet slightly excited expression, she subconsciously asked:

"Sister Frilian, have you decided on their names?"

"The deity will be back soon. If this isn't over by evening, I'm worried..."

Frillie turned her head and glanced at her, her voice calm as still water, yet carrying a hint of reassurance:

"It's okay, he won't blame you even if you don't finish choosing the name."

"Your name is Izawa Shizue, right? Now I'm giving you a task: go and see if our house is finished yet."

"I'll take care of the name."

Names aren't the most important thing; home is. Frilian doesn't want to stay in that gloomy castle any longer.

Therefore, in the morning, Ronan handed a construction blueprint to Leon, instructing him to send his subordinates to build a one-to-one replica.