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

After Frillie finished speaking, Ronan pondered for a moment, tapping his fingers on the table, and then politely declined:

"Tell her that we need to wait on that, and for now, just focus on the clothes."

"If she could get her hands on a machine from another world, that would be a different story."

Ronan's ability to materialize thoughts can only replicate things he has ever seen.

He had never seen a toy-making machine, so he couldn't possibly create an assembly line out of thin air.

Frillie nodded slightly, her eyes showing understanding, and whispered that she knew.

Then she asked when the operation would take place.

Ronan pondered for a moment, then looked out the window at the deepening twilight.

He looked away and replied, "In a few days."

"We've almost finished exploring the surrounding forest, and we've encountered about thirteen races with whom we can communicate."

"Thirteen may seem like a lot, but it's definitely not all."

"Let's wait until we've finished exploring and made sure nothing is left behind before we talk about it. Also..."

Ronan thought about how these thirteen races living together inevitably caused friction, big and small, and Frey wasn't around.

He secretly considered that perhaps he could promote a few of the more intelligent guys to be in charge of maintaining order.

For example, establishing an organization like a parliament could also help to rationally arrange the habitats of various races.

Those races with small populations certainly cannot occupy the best geographical locations, and the same is true for the most populous races, such as the Rabbit People.

The rabbit people have an extremely high fertility rate. If their quality of life improves and they are allowed to have more children, their population will explode within a few years.

Thinking of this, Ronan paused, a thoughtful look in his eyes, and continued:

"Frilian, remember what I said."

"Tomorrow, please arrange a meeting with the chieftains of each tribe. I need to select a sage from their tribes."

“I will grant them the abilities of sages, so that even if we leave, they can each maintain their own order.”

Frillie, who had been listening quietly, paused for a second. The Sage...?

Oh, through the explanation of the myriad phenomena, she quickly understood.

This is the lowest level of unique analytical technique, capable of only performing simple derivations.

Even so, it is something that is only seen once in a hundred years for those intermediate and advanced demons.

Frillie put down her knife and fork, her expression becoming extremely serious.

"I understand."

"Are there any other tasks besides these?"

Because the work of analyzing matter is not complicated, all you need to do is use your skills to write down the process on paper, hand it over to someone else, and you're all set.

So she basically has nothing to do on weekdays, except practice magic, sleep, or wander around the neighborhood.

Although the elves were already used to this leisurely life.

But you can see that others, especially Celia, are full of energy and get a lot of results every day.

She always felt a little itchy inside.

Ronan noticed a subtle change in Frilian's expression.

Recalling her recent behavior and her words just now, he pondered for a moment before replying:

"Speaking of tasks, there is indeed one, and only you can complete it."

"I will conjure a generator for you later."

"I need you to use your skills to deduce the principle behind it and assess whether mass production is possible with current technology."

"If it works... those ancient technologies can be phased out."

"Of course, it would be best to integrate 'magic essence' into the technology system."

“Magic energy is everywhere in this world… If we can utilize it, it might become the most ideal clean energy source.”

Ronan's words were somewhat complicated for Frillie, but she still understood a bit of what he meant.

She thought that the so-called energy must refer to something like magic.

However, unlike magic power, magic essence dissipates in the air, and the process of fusion is the process of collecting, transforming, and utilizing it.

Hmm... that's about it.

Frillie roughly understood the difficulties of the technology.

She decided to study this subject thoroughly after she left.

Time passed slowly and unnoticed. After finishing their fruit, Celia and Vlamé arrived shortly after.

Accompanying them was Amysia, who had just finished a bath and played a game of ping-pong, her face still flushed.

"oops."

Inside the room, Amysia sat down leisurely with a relaxed expression.

She seemed quite content with her life here.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Ronan raised his hand and ordered the dishes to be served.

When Amecia asked if she wanted to visit the Magic Dynasty, Ronan gave her a prepared answer.

"After some time?" Amysia seemed to have expected this, a knowing smile playing on her lips.

She raised her hand and tucked a strand of silver hair behind her ear, the movement elegant and composed.

"It's ok."

"In fact, I also need to make some preparations... This trip was indeed rushed."

Her gaze slowly swept over the crowd, a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

"By the way... is there anything you guys particularly like?"

“I can send people to collect and arrange it; don’t be polite with me.”

Chapter 97, The New Ultimate Skill—King of Creation

Ronan didn't have anything he particularly liked, since he could easily get whatever he wanted.

Despite their different personalities and appearances, both Frilian and Celie have very low desires because they are both elves.

They sat there quietly, looked at each other, and then shook their heads in unison, expressing the same attitude.

Upon seeing this, Amysia's smile suddenly froze.

"Is that right?"

She never expected that the elf who had just been chatting happily with her would not express any desire in this matter.

Helpless, she could only turn her attention to Vlame.

"Ok?"

Noticing the other person's gaze, Vlame raised her head slightly, abruptly stopping her chewing.

Before she could swallow the food in her mouth, she tilted her head, her face full of confusion, and asked:

"Me? I don't think there's anything I particularly like. Being able to stay by Ronan's side is enough for me."

Well, this family is the type whose material life is so affluent it's overflowing.

Even she, the queen, dared not say she had nothing she liked.

Occasionally, he would buy some nice clothes and travel incognito to experience the life of an ordinary person.

Silence, for a long time.

"…I see."

She sighed softly.

"I will treat you to the highest standards, and I hope you will be satisfied."

"That's settled then. Contact me whenever you're ready to come over..."

"It would be best to do this two days in advance so I can make arrangements for your food, clothing, accommodation, and transportation."

Ronan nodded, and dinner continued.

After we finished eating, outside the window, the full moon was already high in the night sky, and the bright moonlight poured down like water.

A bleak wind carried a sense of loneliness. After everyone had left, Ronan walked alone onto the balcony.

He leaned against the railing, basking in the cool moonlight, while gazing at the shimmering pool in the distance, slowly raising "The Wanderer".

He has always adhered to the principle of "if it works, it's good enough," but now, the effectiveness of his unique skills has reached its limit.

To ensure the smooth progress of the plan, it is necessary to further enhance functions such as memory retrieval and material reconstruction.

In this way, we can act without any worries.

then--

Confirmed. Ultimate skill, King of Creation... successfully acquired.

"The hero is awakening... Awakening successful."

There were many scattered sounds, mostly additional skills gained after awakening as a hero, but Ronan didn't listen carefully.

But at that moment, the dark spirit inside Ronan's body widened its eyes.

She originally thought that even if Ronan had great talent, it would take him several years to awaken as a hero.

But now... it hasn't even been a week yet!

This is simply unimaginable.

"King of Creation..."

Unlike the extremely complex and shocking emotions felt by the Dark Elf Alice.