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

The others are supporting female characters. Currently, there's only Volamey—in conclusion, she's also a female lead, but due to her age, if she were to be given a female lead role card, someone would report her and the entire book would be ruined.

So for now, we can only hold back and let it develop normally, and we'll see when it grows up.

……

Okay, now that we've covered the plot, let's talk about the update.

The first day will feature 10 chapters totaling 20,000 words, and subsequent chapters will not be less than 6,000 words.

Because the timeline is too early, there's no plot to refer to. It takes me five hours to write four thousand words, so I can't write ten thousand words a day for two months like I did with my previous book.

The rest is subscriptions. Writing a book is definitely for making money; nobody would turn down money.

I know not everyone can like it, but I would be grateful if you, dear readers, could offer your support.

(I've been watching Konosuba and Delicious in Dungeon lately. The food-based city-siege mechanic in the former is good, and the food in the latter is good too. However, due to the overall tone of the story, neither of these worlds can be developed into a long story, so this is the current framework.)

—In the main world of Frilian, develop a romantic storyline, push time forward a thousand years, and incidentally make up for regrets.

In the Slime Sub-World, develop your career path, improve your cheat codes and authority.

Other world adjustments.

Finally—on a side note—it's fortunate that the anime cut out the scenes of Izawa Shizue before her time travel; otherwise, she would probably be criticized terribly if she were in this role today.

Although it's often said that novels are novels and reality is reality, we can't be biased.

To avoid affecting the viewing experience, we simply didn't make any character cards. We'll resolve this part of the issue later.

Chapter 82, Hero Kunoa

At the same time.

In the office of the puppet empire.

Kreman leaned back in his leather chair, his gaze passing over the large floor-to-ceiling window and looking out into the endless darkness, a cold smile playing on his lips.

He thought to himself that his plan to use one wolf to devour another should have succeeded.

The reason he left behind the spies sent by the other demon kings was to wait for this moment.

As expected, Frey had already carried out her plan and wiped out some of her people.

At the same time, either he will confront Leon, or he will pay a price; in short…

The power of a demon king was thus weakened.

Swah——

Just as he was lost in his thoughts, the office lights flickered a few times.

A man dressed as a clown suddenly appeared in the room.

He was wearing a black smiley face mask and seemed to know Clayman quite well.

As soon as he appeared, he spread his arms and lay down on the sofa, looking relaxed, comfortable and casual.

"Oh dear."

The clown's voice had an exaggerated tone, as if deliberately emphasizing his hardships, and also contained some unique verbal tic.

"Kreman, it worked! I successfully infiltrated the Skywing Kingdom and wiped out those winged tribes under Frey's command who were about to rebel."

"Is it enough that no one has discovered the nest?"

Although the clown spoke casually, there was a hint of seriousness in his voice.

Squeak...

The chair slowly spun as Clayman moved, and he turned to look at the Joker with a satisfied smile on his face.

"Yes, that's enough. Well done, Laplace."

"In this way, our plan to occupy Tianyi Kingdom and take Frey as a pawn will be half successful."

"She has to owe us a favor."

This was part of Clayman's plan: to use intelligence to lure Frey away, and then have him send men to kill the rebels.

Whether the rebels actually rebelled or not, when they died, their guilt was already established, because no one could prove their innocence.

This meant that even when Frey returned and learned about it, she had nowhere to vent her frustrations, and in the end, she had to thank herself.

Seeing Clayman's confidence, the clown named Laplace didn't say anything.

He just chuckled twice and continued:

"So that's how it is. I understand now. It seems that the boss's decision to make you the Demon King back then was indeed the right one."

Is there anything else I can do for you?

I am extremely happy.

Laplace and Kleiman have been partners for nearly two thousand years.

They had once served together under a leader, namely, the Spell King, Kazarim, who died two hundred years ago.

This is one of the reasons why Kreman targeted Leon so much.

Upon hearing the word "boss," Kreman gave a cold snort, though this wasn't directed at Laplace.

He gazed at the other person, raised the glass of red wine on his desk, took a sip, and said thoughtfully:

"Although I hate to admit it, there is indeed something I need to ask you."

"That Keenig is probably not coming back. It probably won't be able to find out anything about Leon, but I'm not willing to stop here."

"Laplace, you must have heard of heroes."

"The true hero, the one who sealed Veldora two hundred years ago."

Upon hearing the word "hero," Laplace's expression froze for a moment beneath the mask.

He frowned, a strong sense of déjà vu welling up inside him, as if some important memory had flashed through his mind.

However, due to the memory loss, he quickly recovered and asked Klayman a question:

"Of course I've heard. You're going to use her to deal with Leon?"

“Great idea, however, Kreman, there’s a problem.”

"We can't command the hero, that guy is too strong."

The power of an awakened hero is generally greater than that of an awakened demon king.

Laplace considered himself to be as powerful as an awakened demon king.

But he still had no chance of winning against the hero, because he didn't even have an ultimate skill.

Kreman was naturally aware of this, and with a calm gaze, he explained nonchalantly:

"There's no need to command her; just let her know how wicked the Demon King Leon is."

"For the past two hundred years, she has been fighting evil all over the world."

"Therefore, the image of a demon king who wantonly harms children should be enough to get her to act quickly."

"It's all to avenge the boss."

After these words, Laplace fell into a long silence.

It concerned his boss, so he really couldn't refuse.

Moreover, as a "pleasure clown," he has always acted recklessly, so how could he be bound by difficulties?

Finally, he nodded, his smile unchanged.

"Haha, alright, I understand. You can rest assured and leave this matter to me."

"It will definitely be done within a week."

After saying that, he patted his chest, and then the two began to discuss the details of the matter.

After figuring out how to spread the word and get Leon's 'evil deeds' to the hero's ears, the two were finally relieved.

Laplace knew he absolutely couldn't let the hero discover his identity.

The hero wields an infinite prison; even a storm dragon trapped within it is sealed away for two hundred years, and he himself…

"strangeness…"

Laplace paused, the image of the hero Kunoa flashing through his mind.

For some reason, he felt a vague sense of déjà vu again.

In my memory, I seem to have an intricate connection with the hero.

But no matter how hard he tried to recall, the specific details of the incident could not be clearly recalled.

"An illusion?" Laplace shook his head, then quickly dismissed those thoughts.

He has always adhered to the philosophy of enjoying life to the fullest, and he is unwilling to spend too much energy dwelling on things he can't remember.

He let out a silent breath, his figure gradually disappearing into the night, and the office returned to its usual silence.

Kreman took another sip of his drink, his eyes slightly moved.

He pulled a white, smiling clown mask from under the table, gently stroking its curved surface with his fingers, his thoughts drifting back to the past.

……

Meanwhile, a peaceful and serene atmosphere permeated the streets of the Kingdom of Burmon.

The over 1,000-year-old hero Kunoa is wandering aimlessly.

She was petite and looked no different from an ordinary girl, wearing a white patterned mask on her face.

However, those who know her well know that she is the strongest person in this country and all the surrounding countries.

"It's a new year again..."

Some passersby greeted her, and she responded politely.

The long years have caused her to forget most of her past.

However, there was one thing she always kept in mind.