Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Celie's hands clenched instantly, and the paper turned into powder in her palm.

The murderous intent that had been dormant for two hundred years suddenly solidified in his eyes.

These damn demons finally appeared again.

However, she looked towards the magic circle where light was flowing deep inside the hut.

Lord is at the moment when he cannot be disturbed.

Any violent external impact may interrupt the magical ritual, leading to irreversible consequences.

She can't leave!

Absolutely not!

The fighting spirit in her heart burned like a raging fire, but Celie forced herself to calm down. In the end, her concern for this man was more important than anything else, so she suppressed all her thoughts.

However, just one year later, Celie sensed the emergence of an extremely strong dark aura.

In order to prevent the demons from sneaking up on or into the forest, Lord and Celie teamed up to set up a super-large detection magic in the forest and several surrounding villages and towns.

And now, this magic allowed Celie to sense their presence.

She remembered that there was a human village in that direction.

It's a demon!

How dare they be so brazen and appear so close to me!

Is it because he thinks Lord is dead that he becomes reckless?

However, the facts are destined to disappoint these despicable guys.

But, don’t these guys take me too seriously?

When she thought of this, the elf lady's anger grew.

This time, she couldn't hesitate any longer.

"Lord..." She quickly walked to the edge of the magic circle and looked at the hazy figure.

The light of the magic circle covered everything, including the man who was unaware of the outside world.

Then Celie took out the Holy Sword Athos.

Inject tremendous magical power into it and release the strongest defensive magic in history.

As magic power continued to flow in, Athos emitted a low humming sound, broke away from her palm, and hovered just above the magic circle.

A thicker and more solid light golden barrier instantly unfolded, completely covering the entire magic circle and Lord.

As the legendary holy sword of the elves and even the entire continent, Celie believed that it was absolutely impossible for the demons to break this barrier.

But this is not enough.

Celia continued to release magic, and layers of invisible warning magic spread out in all directions like a spider web, with the barrier as the center, covering an area of ​​several thousand meters around the cabin.

Any hostile magical ripples or even the physical approach of an enemy will immediately trigger an alarm and let Celie know.

After doing all this, Celie took one last look at the sleeping figure in the barrier, then turned around and released the flying magic, flying towards the direction where the demons appeared at the fastest speed.

When Celie arrived at the human village, the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

What came into view was a hellish scene.

Celia and Lord had been to this village before. At that time, they just took a look from afar and left after seeing how these humans lived.

But unexpectedly, when I saw the village again, only a charred ruin was left.

And corpses.

Mutilated corpses were everywhere.

Their deaths varied, but without exception, each of them had a strong, dark aura unique to the demons.

Celie stood at the entrance of the village, and on her face, which had remained unchanged for thousands of years, an uncontrollable rage once again appeared.

She was still a step late after all.

Those demons were very fast. Perhaps out of interest, or perhaps just a casual act, they destroyed the village and left immediately.

"cough cough"

A faint voice came from under the ruins of a collapsed house.

Celia flashed and instantly appeared beside the ruins.

After removing the object above, a little human girl about seven or eight years old appeared in her sight.

She was filthy and her simple white robe was stained with the blood of someone unknown, and her thin body was covered with scratches.

And there were no tears or fear in her eyes, only deathly silence. But deep in that deathly silence was deep-rooted hatred.

The little girl seemed to sense the light and raised her head with difficulty.

When she saw the elf-like appearance of Celia, a trace of confusion flashed across her eyes, but was immediately overwhelmed by a deeper hatred, which was the hatred for the demons who destroyed her hometown.

Even that tiny body was shaking violently with anger.

Celie squatted down. The little girl's hateful look piqued her interest. In addition, in her perception, this little human girl seemed to have the talent to learn magic.

She cast healing magic and quickly healed the little girl's wounds.

The little girl froze, seeming a little bit unbelievable, but the hatred in her eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

This piqued Celie's interest even more.

Originally, she had no intention of accepting a human apprentice.

After all, human existence is too short, and the only person you need to wait for and rely on is that one person. However, the appearance of this little girl quietly changed her mentality.

"where is your family?"

The little girl stared at Celie intently, and finally there was a hint of emotion in her hateful eyes.

"They're all dead! Killed by those monsters!"

Tears finally fell at this moment.

Celie looked at the little girl in front of her who was wrapped in hatred, and felt the fluctuation of the magical power with great potential in her body. An idea emerged in her mind very clearly.

She extended her hand, but instead of trying to comfort the other person, she simply waved at the little girl:

"follow me."

"I will teach you how to control your power."

"I will teach you how to take revenge. Tell me your name."

Looking at the beautiful elf in front of her, the little girl said her name.

"My name is—Flame."

Chapter 163 Is it true that I taught Volame magic?

Celie brought little Volame back to the cottage deep in the forest. The pale golden protective barrier was still solid. Apparently, nothing had happened during her absence.

Volame followed her into the hut, and his eyes were immediately attracted by the magic circle that exuded a mysterious aura.

She approached curiously, examining the shadowy figure in the center of the magic circle.

The figure made her feel a sense of awe and inexplicable attraction.

What is that? A sleeping spirit?

But the hatred that welled up in my heart quickly suppressed this curiosity.

power.

What she needed was the power to kill all the demons, not to explore the mysterious existence in front of her.

"That's something you need to ignore." Celia's cold voice sounded behind her, "Don't go near there, your room is over here." She pointed to a small space that had been simply cleared on the other side of the cabin.

Volame nodded obediently, took one last look at the figure in the light, and buried all his doubts deep in his heart, leaving only the desire for power.

"Um. Can I ask your name, Elf-sama?" Volame asked hesitantly.

"Celiai."

"Celiai," Volame said carefully, as if suddenly remembering something. He asked hurriedly, "Is it the elven saint, Lady Celiai, who traveled with Lord Godslayer Lord?"

"Why am I at the back?" Celie's focus was a little strange.

In theory, shouldn't you talk about yourself first and then mention that guy Lord?

"I'm very sorry, because the story I heard the most was about Lord Lord." Volame hurriedly bowed his head and apologized, fearing that Celie would punish him because of her dissatisfaction.

"Well, whatever you want."

Celie finally gave up the idea of ​​pursuing this title.

Looking at Celie's departing back, Volame secretly clenched his fists.

With the guidance of the legendary elf saint, Lady Celiai, I will definitely be able to kill all the demons in the world!

But who is that figure in the magic circle?

Could it be Lord Lord?

But Lord Lord is just a human being, it is impossible for him to live that long.

No matter how hard Volame's little head tried to think about it, he still couldn't guess, and in the end he could only suppress his curiosity.

From that day on, the rhythm of life in the cabin changed completely.

Celia becomes Volame's teacher.

She was not in a hurry to teach Volame powerful attack magic, but started from the most basic magic operation.

Volame had a strong talent for magic, and she decided to stimulate the other party's talent, so she didn't plan to rush for success.

Moreover, Volame showed amazing perseverance. That hatred has now turned into a powerful driving force, allowing her to endure boring meditation and repeat failed magic over and over again until she succeeds.

Two years passed quietly in the practice.

Until one day, the light of the magic circle began to flicker violently.