Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Celia, who was instructing Volame in practicing magic, suddenly stopped and turned to look at the magic circle, with an irrepressible anticipation in her heart.

The man finally came back to her side again.

Volame was also startled. He stopped what he was doing and looked at the huge magic circle that was suddenly activated in surprise.

During this time, she also noticed the change in the expression on her master's face, as if the figure in the magic circle was very important to him.

Who on earth is it?

The light grew brighter and brighter, almost illuminating the entire hut. After reaching its apex, it suddenly converged and shrank into the center of the magic circle.

A figure appeared in front of everyone.

In Volame's eyes, he was a young black-haired man. Apart from his good looks, there was nothing special about him.

Lord slowly opened his eyes and his thoughts gradually returned. He subconsciously moved his body to make sure there was no problem with the fusion, and then a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Then, his gaze naturally turned to the figure that he saw first every time he opened his eyes.

"Celiai, it's been a long time..." He was about to speak, but suddenly stopped.

His gaze shifted slightly downwards, landing on the small figure beside Celie.

It was a little human girl about ten years old, staring at him with a pair of clear big eyes, without blinking.

This young yet familiar face made his thoughts pause for a moment.

A strong sense of déjà vu came over me.

He frowned slightly, his eyes flicking back and forth between the girl and Celie inquiringly.

Celie gently patted Volame's shoulder and pushed her forward half a step.

"Lord," Celie said calmly, "She is Volame, my new disciple."

"Volame!?" Lord's voice was slightly raised without him even noticing, which naturally aroused the curiosity of the two women.

But Lord no longer had time to explain. He was completely stunned.

Volame?

The "oldest magician of mankind" whose title he had taken away?

The legendary figure who created countless magical theories and even influenced the entire magical system of later generations?

Now, she was standing before him, becoming Celia's disciple! ?

Still a little girl! ?

He felt as if someone had mischievously pushed the timeline forward while he was asleep.

I just took a nap, although it was a bit long, but Celie picked up Volame?

Is there something wrong here?

Lord looked at the little girl in front of him who looked a little immature but had a stubborn look in her eyes. He was so shocked that he didn't know what expression to use for a moment.

"Ahem," Lord cleared his throat, suppressed his thoughts, and put on a gentle smile. He squatted down so that his eyes were level with Volame's. "Hello, Volame. I'm Lord."

Volame looked at the man who walked out of the magic circle in front of him, and especially when he heard his name, his big eyes lit up instantly.

"Your name is Lord?" Volame's voice was filled with incredible excitement. "And... the same name as that great God Slayer in history!?"

The smile on Lord's face froze for a moment.

It's broken, and I've become a substitute.

Shouldn't the other party think that he is himself?

All I can say is that inertial thinking is deadly, as it causes people to think that humans cannot survive forever.

"Well...it's just the same name."

He tried to make his tone sound natural.

As for why not tell Volame the truth?

Just think of it as some of your own bad taste.

"How enviable!" Volame's eyes lit up even brighter. "You know what? The person I admire most is Lord the God Slayer! When I was a child, my parents often told me stories about him. Lord Lord is the oldest magician in the human race, and the person I most want to be like!"

Her little hands gestured excitedly, and her eyes were full of admiration for her idol.

Lord: “…”

He subconsciously glanced at Celia next to him, only to see the elf lady turning her head to the side and shrugging her shoulders. It was obvious that she could no longer suppress the smile on her lips.

Lord rubbed his brows helplessly. It was rare for him to meet a fan of his, but it turned out to be that Volame, which made him feel weird.

So he reached out his hand, gently patted Volame's little head, and tried to make his voice as gentle as possible:

"Really? That's great. From today on, Celie and I will teach you magic together. I hope that one day, you will have your own legend."

Volame nodded vigorously: "Yes! I will definitely work hard! Teacher Lord! Teacher Celie!"

She called out the new name very naturally.

Celie watched this scene, and although she was a little curious about why Lord chose to teach Volame, she did not rush to ask. Instead, she walked over to him and said softly, "Welcome back."

"Well, I'm back." He glanced out the window, "It seems that the peaceful days are coming to an end for now. But... this is not bad either."

A new chapter has begun, and this time, there is a little figure destined to be extraordinary in their story.

Chapter 164 Two Different Concepts

Day after day, life becomes different because of Lord's awakening and Volame's existence.

Volame's talent is indeed amazing. Her understanding and control of magic far exceeds that of most magic apprentices. The motivation derived from hatred makes her progress at a rapid pace.

One day, Volame was practicing Celiac magic alone in the open space outside the cottage.

Lord stood by the window and watched quietly.

Celie walked silently to his side, her eyes also falling on the small figure.

"Why?" Celie's voice was very soft, breaking the silence between the two.

She didn't look at Lord, but only at Volame. "Why are you suddenly interested in teaching her with me? This is not like your usual style."

During these thousand years, Lord and she also saw many lives from the outside world.

In order to pass the long time, she would choose to find some creatures with good magical talents to teach them magic.

Among them, Ella is her most outstanding disciple.

But Lord had never done such a thing, as if the godslayer who spread magical knowledge everywhere a thousand years ago was not the same Lord a thousand years later.

To this, Lord's response was, "Civilization has its own way, and so does magic."

He has already made a start for the humans in this world, and now it is time to let them develop freely. This is the true path for magic.

Now facing Celia's question again, Lord did not answer immediately.

He was thinking:

Being able to teach that legendary human magician, watching her grow step by step and eventually become that "Volamei"? This is simply an incomparable and wonderful experience.

But of course he couldn't say that.

"Just killing time." Lord tried to sound casual. "It's quite interesting to watch her gradually master her power. Besides..." He paused, his eyes falling on Volame's focused profile. "Her talent is indeed worth cultivating."

Celie tilted her head and examined Lord, as if trying to dig deeper from his calm expression.

She felt that Lord's attention to Volame seemed to be more than just a way to pass the time, but she couldn't put her finger on what it was.

In the end, she just said "hmm" lightly without further investigation.

"She's making rapid progress," Celie turned her gaze back to Volame with a hint of satisfaction. "That hatred is the best fuel that drives her forward."

Lord frowned.

This is exactly what he is worried about.

During the following teaching, Lord felt more and more clearly the unusualness of Celia's teaching method.

The core of Celia's teaching is extremely simple: how to kill the opponent more efficiently.

Whether it's the demons or any other race, it's all the same.

The magic she taught Volame was mostly destructive and targeted at the opponent's weaknesses.

During every practice session, Celiai would emphasize the practical application of magic, simulate combat scenarios, and require Volame's spellcasting to be accompanied by a clear "killing intent."

This action reminded him of the first time he met Celie, when she asked him to use light arrow magic, but only with murderous intent.

Celia continued to strengthen the only goal in Volame's mind, which was revenge.

Under Celia's guidance, Volame became increasingly cold and began to be driven by hatred.

Lord saw it and was worried.

He understood Celia's starting point and also understood the hatred in Volame's heart.

But he knew better that being completely driven by hatred was an extremely dangerous path.

The reason why Volame was great in history was not only because of her powerful strength, but also because of her sufficient rationality and her exploration of magical knowledge based on rationality.

He couldn't let the oldest magician of mankind fall into depravity.

So Lord began his plan.

He did not directly deny Celia's teachings, nor did he question the goal of revenge in front of Volame. He chose a more roundabout and subtle way.

He taught Volame the magic in the holy book.

Sometimes, healing magic is the best antidote to heal a person.

Although Volame didn't quite understand why Lord wanted to teach him this kind of magic that couldn't kill people, he still studied it diligently.

Once, a wounded fawn suddenly came into their sight.

Volame subconsciously wanted to kill the opponent with the light arrow she had just learned, but Lord stopped her.

"Wait." Lord squatted down and released soothing magic to prevent the little deer from running away. "Try using the healing magic I just taught you. It doesn't need to be too powerful, just a little bit will be enough."

Volame was stunned for a moment, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.