Fulilian: Becomes a disciple of Celia at the beginning

Fulilian: Becomes a disciple of Celia at the beginning

Author: Chaoge Guqi

Summary:

Summary:

Xin died in 22 BC

The [Magic Association of the Continent] held its first magician examination, and Celie personally served as the chief examiner.

"Unqualified, next one."

"Generally, rated as a fifth-level magician."

"Unqualified. You can't even stand in front of my magic? That's terrible."

.....

After Celie eliminated several magicians in a row, it was finally the turn of the young man named Gut.

Celie: My magic power is pretty good.

Wait, when you look at me, are you thinking about something?

Gut: Um...

I think you are very cute, can I hug you?

Celia:......

Gut: And then...I noticed your magic power was...shaking.

"Ah-"

Celie's lips curled up into an irrepressible smile.

"You are qualified. Come and be my disciple."

"Okay, teacher."

.......

The next day, Celie called Gut to her side and pointed to the mountain-like magic book behind her and said.

As a reward for my disciple, tell me what magic you want most, and I will give it to you.

Gut: Teacher, I want to use [Counter Magic].

Celia: Oh, there are still people who know this magic from the mythical era. Well, I'll use the transfer magic...

Gut: Teacher, I don’t want to use this method.

Celie: Boring.

Given the human lifespan, it is difficult to master it even if you spend your entire life on it.

Gut: Then let me stay by your side for the rest of my life.

Celia: ....

Gut, you are very ambitious. I will probably remember you as my disciple.

Chapter 1

Xin Shi Ji - 21 BC

Northern Countries-Yulu Region

On the cliff, looking at the city in the lake [Oissast] that appeared in front of him, a trace of comfort finally flashed in Gut's tired eyes.

Traveling in reality is not as easy as watching anime. A simple few frame switching in comics often requires a long journey of several days in reality.

Especially in the context of this Western fantasy magic worldview, when traveling across several cities, you have to face more than just the mighty forces of heaven and earth. You also have to be on guard against monsters and beasts that attack pedestrians in the wild.

Even though Gut chose to travel with a caravan, which was a safer way, the journey was still full of dangers, and he had to keep his mind in a relatively tense state at all times.

But fortunately, these days of anxiety can come to an end for the time being.

[Oissast], outside the city.

The caravan stopped its trucks for inspection by the guards as usual. However, after confirming that the caravan's goods were intact, the guards did not allow the caravan members to enter the city as they did in the past. Instead, they stopped everyone in the caravan one by one and checked their identity documents one by one.

"It's troublesome."

Gut frowned slightly. Since he traveled through time in his physical body and had been living in seclusion since coming to this world, he hid in an abandoned monastery under an assumed name and practiced silently.

Gut never had time to deal with the issue of identity verification, or rather, he never thought about solving it at all.

After all, there are various countries and forces on this continent. Except for the empire, most villages and cities have never had the habit of verifying the identities of people coming and going.

If Gut had not calculated based on the time when the brave men successfully defeated the Demon King that this year would be the time for Celie to make a public appearance, establish the [Continental Magicians Association] and recruit disciples, Gut would not have chosen to leave the monastery and enter the world, but would have stayed in hiding until he had grown strong enough.

After all, in the world of [Flillian], there are many demons and monsters as powerful as monsters. Some of the strong ones even have the ability to predict the future.

It was a rare opportunity to travel to another world and obtain a powerful golden finger. Gut didn't want to be targeted by the [Demon General] or the [Seven Collapse Sages] too early and be killed by them before he could develop.

"Sir, please disarm and show me your identification!"

On the side, the guard's words brought Gut back to his senses.

Watching the city guards step forward step by step, Gut had no choice but to put down the [Holy Book] in his hand, raise his hands obediently to cooperate, and said that he accidentally lost his identity certificate while fighting with monsters on the road.

The guard raised his eyebrows and looked Gut up and down. Although his expression was a little surprised, it was not too shocking.

After all, although losing identity documents is far from common, someone unlucky enough to do so happens every once in a while.

The guard took a closer look at the [Holy Scripture] that Gut put down, and after thinking for a while, he turned around and went back to ask his superiors.

"what happened again?"

The captain of the guards had a sour face and muttered impatiently as he looked at the guards who were jogging towards him.

This year, it seems that there will be some big moves in the city. Even the lord personally ordered him to strengthen the city defense.

Therefore, the city gate entrances, which have always been managed more leniently, also began to verify the identities of those entering the city one by one.

Not only has the workload increased several times, but the person also has to shoulder more responsibilities than before. I'm sure no matter who takes over, their mood will be very bad.

"Sir Origi, a gentleman wishing to enter the city has lost his identity documents and would like to ask if he can be allowed to pass."

"You lost all your identity documents? What a hassle."

"Why not just throw him to the prison? They're more efficient at questioning him than I am anyway."

The captain of the guards complained all the way as he walked forward. When he reached Gut, he stared at him with sharp eyes.

The murderous aura that erupted instantly made Gut swallow his saliva subconsciously, and even his body unconsciously took two steps back.

"Oh, just a young boy."

The captain of the guards lowered his guard for the most part, and when he glanced at the [Holy Scripture] in Gut's hand, he was completely relieved.

"A young monk."

"Well, just cast one of the [Goddess Magic] at random to prove yourself. As long as you can cast it, you can enter the city."

"it is good."

Seeing that the captain of the guard did not make things difficult for him with the issue of identification, Gut breathed a sigh of relief.

He skillfully opened the [Chapter of the Fire of Judgment] in the [Holy Scripture] in his hand. With the infusion of a slight wisp of magic power, three bright white lights shot out from the book, drawing three graceful arcs in the sky, and then slowly dissipated.

"[Three Guns of the Goddess]?"

The captain of the guards murmured slowly, "Young people are like that. They start with the offensive [Goddess Magic]."

"I was hoping I could get a [Healing Wounds Magic] or a [Disease Identification Magic]."

Ignoring the captain of the guard's nagging, Gut bowed slightly to him, then strode through the city gate and stepped into the city of [Oissast].

Shortly after Gut entered the city, all members of the caravan had completed their identity verification and gathered not far from the city.

Gut stepped forward, greeted the leader of the caravan, and received the reward from him for escorting the caravan along the way.

However, considering that the logistics and supplies along the way were all provided by the caravan, and Gut's purpose was more to get a ride, the reward agreed upon in advance was not much, only five silver coins.

However, when Gut glanced at the pattern on the silver coin in his hand and found that it was a Sutral silver coin, he couldn't help but be stunned.

He glanced at the leader of the caravan. This time, his employer was quite open and honest.

After all, the [Xutral Silver Coin] has the highest silver content among the silver coins circulating in the central countries.

These five Sutral silver coins can basically be used as six silver coins if you bargain with the owner when purchasing items.

"Mr. Chao Ke, our caravan still needs to resupply in Oissast and will stay for a while. Are you really not considering joining us on your subsequent journey?"

"As for the payment, I will pay you the normal escort fee for the rest of the journey."

The caravan leader tried to persuade him to stay. After all, the position of "Monk" has always been scarce and sought-after. Whenever there is a chance to recruit someone into the team, the leader will give it a try.

After all, if there is a reliable logistics person in the team, the front-line soldiers will have more confidence when facing the enemy.

"No, thank you for keeping me, but I still have unfinished business in this city."

Gut politely declined the invitation from the caravan leader. Before becoming Celia's apprentice, he did not want to have too many connections with other people, so as not to be contaminated by too many causes and effects and be caught by the demon's prophecy.

Therefore, even when interacting with the members of the caravan during the journey, Gut always called himself by the pseudonym [Chao Ke] that he came up with at random.

Even the [Holy Book] in Gut's hand was just a cover for his identity as a magician.

Seeing that Gut was determined to refuse, the leader of the caravan had no choice but to say goodbye with regret.

After saying goodbye to the caravan, Gut put away the silver coins, lowered the brim of his hat a little, and walked along the path beside the road. Taking advantage of the midday sun, he admired the scenery of the lake city [Oissast] and looked for a suitable hotel to stay along the way.

Walking along the path, when Gut strolled into a quiet park, suddenly, a refreshing breeze blew from the lake, bringing a pleasant smell of grass and a faint fragrance of flowers around.

However, this breeze did not subside over time, but instead the wind speed continued to increase.

"Ok?"

Gut reached out to press down his hat, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of an exquisite lady's hat being blown by the breeze.

Without any hesitation, Gut reached out and caught the lady's hat that was blown away by the wind, turned it over, and carefully looked at the style of the hat and the pattern on it.

"Nice material and craftsmanship. It seems the owner is probably a wealthy girl."