Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

She held a cup of fruit tea in her hand, but her eyes were not on the beautiful scenery. Instead, she was gazing absentmindedly at a place not far away, where her two students, Volame and Ella, were making preparations before departure.

Ella returned when she and Lord were heading to the Demon King's Castle, and happened to meet Volame who stayed in the forest.

If it weren't for the magic taught by Celie herself as proof, it's possible that Ella would have regarded Volame as an invader.

But now the relationship between the two is very good.

Just recently, she and Lord officially decided to let Ella take Volame to this world to gain some experience.

Although Volame seemed to have just reached adulthood in terms of human age, in Celie's eyes, he was already a suitable, even powerful magician.

The reason why he asked Ella to join him was because he was worried that she would encounter problems that she could not solve alone, and he could let Ella, who had rich adventure experience, solve them.

Currently, Volame was carefully checking his backpack.

She changed into a dark brown travel robe suitable for traveling, with a short wizard robe over it, and held the wand forged for her by Lord in her hand.

Ever since he personally participated in the real war at White Castle, Volame's desire to become stronger has never been so strong.

She longed for power and wanted to stand beside Lord, rather than just be the one being protected. Therefore, she directly agreed to the adventure mission arranged by the two teachers.

Beside her, Ella seemed much calmer.

She simply carried a small backpack with only a few necessities in it. The only thing she had in common with Volame was the wand in her hand.

As an elf, her long life gave her a completely different perception of time from humans. For her, this outing was more like a daily walk.

She had taken such walks many times.

However, she still noticed Volame's slightly nervous expression, so she secretly decided to protect him. After all, this was what Teacher Celie had secretly told her.

Finally, Volame was ready, took a deep breath, turned and walked towards the tree house, and Ella quickly followed.

Inside the tree house, Lord temporarily withdrew his exploration of Shulahat's head, and Celie turned around and watched her two students walk in.

"Teacher Lord, Teacher Celia, I'm here to say goodbye to you."

Ella also nodded slightly: "Teacher Celia, Mr. Lord, we are ready and can set off at any time."

"Oh, I know, I understand. Do you want to betray me now?" Lord subconsciously asked. "We are born from the blood of the old gods."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a slap from Celia.

"What are you talking about!"

After subduing the troublemaker, Celie walked up to Volame, her tone carrying a rare calmness: "Remember what I taught you, Volame. Magic is not just mindless brute force. When facing an enemy, calmness is more powerful than anger."

"Yes, Teacher Celiai, I remember it!" Volame nodded vigorously.

Celie turned her gaze to Ella, her tone becoming very serious: "Everything is in your hands."

Ella also nodded heavily. Although Celie didn't say it explicitly, she already knew what she meant.

It is really unexpected that Volame is so valued by Teacher Celie that she would ask me to protect her.

Ella felt very unfamiliar facing Teacher Celiai, who valued her disciples so much.

On the other side, Lord walked up to Volame, looked Volame up and down, frowning slightly.

"How about getting you a set of armor? I remember there are several sets of top-grade armor forged by the dwarves in the warehouse."

"What's the point of a magician wearing armor? I don't agree with this proposal." Celie directly rejected Lord's idea.

The most important thing for a magician is mobility. Wearing armor that makes movement difficult is a complete negative effect.

"Yeah, that makes sense." Lord pondered for a moment, his eyes involuntarily turning to the depths of the forest, as if looking at the Holy Sword of Atos that supported the entire forest barrier.

He hesitated for a moment, then suggested, "Why don't we take Athos with us? After all, it possesses the most powerful defensive magic in the world. Although it's currently the core of the forest barrier, I can temporarily replace it with something else for a while."

As soon as Lord finished speaking, the temperature in the tree house seemed to drop several degrees in an instant.

A wave of magical power filled with strong dissatisfaction emanated from Celie like a substance.

Her originally gentle eyes suddenly became sharp and shot fiercely towards Lord's back. Even a few tiny cracks quietly spread on the wall of the teacup in her hand.

Standing in front of Lord, Volame clearly saw Celie's eyes. She quickly waved her hands and said, "No need, Mr. Lord. I can protect myself."

I must become stronger so that I can stand on the same starting line as Teacher Celia.

Lord seemed to realize something and turned around to meet Celia's dissatisfied eyes.

He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but under Celia's oppressive gaze, he finally swallowed his words back.

"Ahem, that's fine." Lord coughed dryly and wisely stopped mentioning Athos.

But he was obviously still worried, and turned his gaze to Ella, advising her, "Ella, Volame has little practical experience. You have to be more careful and remember safety first."

Ella was a little surprised and subconsciously glanced at Volame, curious about the specialness of her junior sister.

Not only can he receive joint instruction from teachers Lord and Celie, but they also remind him to protect each other.

But she still nodded and said, "Mr. Lord, I understand."

Lord seemed to want to give a few more instructions, but Celie beside him finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"Well, they're not children anymore, they can protect themselves!"

Lord looked at Celie's eyes that said "try talking again" and finally shut up.

The atmosphere was a little stagnant for a while.

Lord took a deep breath, as if trying to calm down, or as if he remembered something more important.

He looked at Volame with a serious expression: "Volame, this time when you go out, if possible, visit more of those elves' villages."

Volame was stunned, somewhat puzzled. "An elven village? Why? Mr. Lord wants me to learn the natural magic of the elves? Senior Sister Ella will teach me."

She thought that Teacher Lord wanted her to go to the elves to learn their magic, but this was completely unnecessary.

Lord shook his head. "Not entirely. I'm just going to take a look. Maybe I'll run into some unexpected people or things."

He couldn't say it clearly, but the real protagonist who was destined to become Volame's disciple might be living as a child in a peaceful elf village at this moment.

Chapter 201 Seriei’s knee pillow

He didn't intend to intervene directly, but he could push the wheel of fate a little to increase the chances of them meeting.

Volame looked at the other party's hesitant expression. Although he was puzzled, he did not ask any further questions out of trust in Mr. Lord. He just nodded and said, "I understand, Mr. Lord."

Lord looked at Volame's young and energetic face, and then looked at Ella, the elf beside her, who had a calm expression and a long life.

A thought suddenly popped into his mind without warning.

An elf and a human girl, together, embark on a long journey full of unknowns

Does this picture look familiar?

An indescribable sense of déjà vu, as if from the future, instantly struck him, causing his mind to waver slightly.

He seemed to see another similar pair a thousand years later, walking on completely different yet vaguely connected destinies.

He shook his head, putting aside the too-distant vision and bringing his attention back to the present.

He looked at Volame, his tone becoming more serious, even emphasizing, "Also, Volame, remember, this adventure doesn't have to last too long, about five to ten years will be enough."

Volame and Ella both looked at him, somewhat confused.

Shouldn't the duration of the adventure be determined by the goals and encounters of the experience?

Lord's gaze lingered on Volame's young face. "Ayla is an elf. Her timescale is different from ours. Traveling for decades at a time might seem like a snap of a finger to her. But Volame, you are human."

"A few decades of time may be only half a lifetime for a human being. Power is certainly important, but don't get lost in the pursuit of power and forget the way home."

Volame stared at Lord in a daze. For the first time, she felt so clearly the gap in lifespan between humans and elves, as well as the heavy reminder in Lord's words.

A hint of complex emotions flashed in Ella's green eyes. She understood what Lord said.

For elves with long lives, they often unconsciously ignore the short lives of their human companions, which are like summer flowers.

If Mr. Lord had not been able to stay with Teacher Celie through constant reincarnation, he and his former companions would have become legends long ago.

"I understand, Mr. Lord." Volame nodded vigorously, his eyes more determined.

Celie listened from the side and watched Lord's final instructions to Volame. The inexplicable irritation in her heart seemed to dissipate a little.

After all, what Lord said was indeed right, but fortunately, this rule did not apply to him.

I am also grateful for this inapplicability, which allows the other person to accompany me for such a long time.

Celie stared blankly at the back of this human being, and couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

He didn't even hear the farewells of his two disciples until Lord reminded him.

"They've already left. Hope everything goes well."

Celie came to her senses and stood beside him in silence.

She glanced at the direction where the two disciples left, then turned her head slightly and looked at Lord's profile.

She thought of the mysterious Demon King in the Demon King's Castle, so she asked, "Do you have any clues about the Demon King?"

Lord turned around, met Celia's gaze, and slowly shook his head, his brow furrowed. "Not yet."

"Her existence itself is a huge mystery. Her power comes from the Goddess of Life, mixed with a bit of the power of the Goddess of Fertility. When I detected her aura..." Lord paused, as if searching for the right words, and finally said in a deep voice, "I felt that the danger she poses is far greater than I expected."

"Her body, or rather her form of existence, is more like a chaotic collection full of corrosion and pollution."

"Once she died, that power would have completely erupted, enough to drag the entire world into the abyss. I chose to stop, not because I couldn't, but because I didn't dare to risk the consequences."

Celia's pupils shrank slightly.

The potential danger can be imagined, as it made Lord not dare to gamble and choose to stop directly.

She was silent for a moment before she said, "So, what are you going to do?"

"Let's wait and see for now, but the most urgent thing is to master Shulahart's magic first."

"But it might take me a long time," Lord said, looking at Celia with a frank look in his eyes. "This process might be very long. Fifty years, a hundred years, or even longer... I can't be sure of the exact time."

Celie listened quietly, with no surprise in her eyes, and just nodded to show that she understood.

For an elf like her who possesses nearly eternal life, time is the least valuable thing.

Fifty years, a hundred years, are just a small piece of the puzzle in the long years.

"If it succeeds, then you won't need to reincarnate anymore?"