Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

"I'm thinking, if it weren't for you, the elves would have been on the verge of extinction, right?"

"Why do you suddenly think like this?"

Lord was secretly surprised.

How did Celie suddenly think of this? This should have been the plot in the original novel.

"Look," Celie replied seriously, counting on her little fingers: "The Elf Forest is gone, and if it weren't for your intervention back then, the Elf Kingdom might have disappeared into the dust of history long ago.

Now the demons have begun to attack the elven villages scattered around the world. I vaguely guess that the reason they dare not expand the scope is that they are afraid of attracting the attention of the elven kingdom.

All of this should be blamed on you."

Chapter 208 The Warmth in My Arms

"I always feel that there's something wrong with your lines. I thought I was doing good things."

"." Celie was silent for a moment, then nodded in agreement with Lord's statement.

"What about you? Are you going to sit back and let this happen?"

"I think so." Celie answered seriously, a rare moment without hesitation. "If it weren't for you, I probably wouldn't have interfered with such a boring matter. I'm afraid that in my long life, only magic can attract my attention. Other than that, I'll occasionally teach a few talented apprentices."

Celia didn't know whether what she did was right or not.

I am obviously not the kind of person who is keen on saving the world and saving others.

Facing Celie's confusion, Lord smiled and said, "Celie, don't overthink it. Besides, the man who once saved the world is standing before you now. Don't you know exactly why he embarked on this journey?"

What Lord said was what he had said to Celia before.

The reason he had embarked on this adventure in the first place was simply to spend some time with himself.

When I thought of this elf lady, my cheeks felt hot for no reason.

"But it still feels wrong. Now, you and I have been subconsciously working to save the world from the past to the present. This is not like me anymore."

Lord sighed silently.

He stopped and faced Celia. His tall figure blocked some of the soft moonlight from above, but cast a deeper shadow on her.

Celie also stopped and looked at him with some confusion.

Lord was speechless.

He stretched out his hand, his movements very natural, without a trace of hesitation.

His fingertips gently brushed across Celie's smooth cheek, and he carefully tucked a strand of her messy golden hair behind her ear.

When his fingertips touched her sensitive ears, it brought a subtle, electric-like tingling sensation.

Celia's body stiffened for a moment.

Her eyes widened slightly, and facing the man's actions, she subconsciously wanted to step back, but Lord's other arm quietly wrapped around her waist, holding her without a chance to refuse.

"do not move."

Lord's eyes were focused on her face, his fingertips not leaving the back of her ear, but gently sliding towards the tense back of her neck.

Celia felt her heartbeat begin to speed up.

For some reason, now that I'm this close to this man, I always start to feel uneasy.

I would never have done this before.

The warmth of Lord's palm passed through the fabric to her waist, and his fingers stroking the back of her neck seemed to be casting a divine magic.

As he pressed gently, an indescribable warmth spread from where he touched, dispelling the depression in her heart.

She was forced to tilt her head back slightly and look at Lord's face so close to her.

The moonlight outlined the familiar and young face, and at this moment the other person's eyes were full of undisguised tenderness.

"I know what you're thinking." Lord's voice was very soft, almost a whisper, and his warm breath brushed against the strands of hair on her forehead.

"You're afraid. The self you imagine is emotionally indifferent, uncaring about the lives of your own kind, and unwilling to intervene when the world is in crisis. This is completely different from the self you have now, who walks the world to save it."

Lord was talking about the original Celia, an elf lady who did not understand human nature.

But Celia is different now.

After thousands of years of hard work, Miss Elf has become a petite master who understands people's hearts.

So although Miss Elf's confusion today is a bit sudden, it is also understandable.

"Well, I don't know if this is right or not, but..."

Lord interrupted Celie before she could finish her words.

"There's nothing wrong with that!"

Celia looked at him in surprise.

"Life has its own way out. We are not born saviors, nor do we have the obligation to save the world. From the beginning to now, I have only done my best to save the world."

"So don't think too much," Lord lowered his head and gently rested his forehead against Celia's smooth forehead. Their breaths blended at this moment.

"No matter which one you are, it's not wrong. Just follow your heart." He stepped back slightly and stared at her, his eyes clearly reflecting her somewhat hazy reflection. "You just need to remember not to let the darkness swallow up your heart."

True intention?

Celia's heart trembled suddenly.

She looked at herself reflected in Lord's eyes.

Yes! From the beginning till now, I have always stood on the side of the humans or elves in this world.

Even if he had made up his mind at the beginning, he didn't want the demons to completely rule the world.

There is no need to feel confused about this.

She no longer resisted, her body completely relaxed, and she leaned obediently in Lord's arms.

She even tilted her head slightly and gently and proactively pressed her cheek against the back of Lord's hand.

The touch of her cold skin against the warm back of his hand brought a strange feeling of comfort.

Lord felt her dependence on him, so he tightened his arms around her and held her more firmly in his embrace.

The other hand also rose, no longer pressing, but gently placed on the blonde hair on her back.

The two of them stood quietly in the middle of the moonlit path, embracing each other in the charming night.

There are silent trees all around, and stars and a bright moon above.

There were no intense movements, no deliberate words, only the sound of each other's heartbeats being transmitted to each other.

Celie closed her eyes and buried her face deep in Lord's chest, breathing in his familiar scent mixed with a light fragrance.

The lingering depression seemed to disappear little by little in his warm embrace.

What replaced it was an unprecedented sense of peace of mind.

It seemed as if as long as he was around, I didn't have to think too much.

It seems that I can no longer live without this man.

Lord rested his chin lightly on the top of her head, feeling the rare gentleness of the elf in his arms.

He silently tightened his arms, as if he wanted to carve this warmth deep into his soul.

After a long while, Celie whispered muffledly into his shoulder: "Your hands are a little rough."

Lord laughed softly, "Haven't you been trying to be a swordsman lately? Holding a sword with your hands is inevitable."

He paused, his voice tinged with a mischievous smile. "But it seems to be working pretty well? At least, it's much better than when I was braiding my hair."

Lord was referring to the fact that he had just used holy magic to relieve the elf's depression.

Celie punched him in her arms, not hard enough, like a kitten scratching someone.

She didn't look up, but buried her face deeper. The familiar blush at the base of her ears was faintly visible in the dim light.

This time, she didn't argue.

Chapter 209 Human Wedding

After leaving the elf village, Lord and Celie's journey continues.

They continued their aimless way, occasionally straying from the main road into unknown but unique valleys, where they would stay for several days.

Volame's reply has been received, which states that they have increased their vigilance and will continue searching for the elves' village as planned.

Even Lord himself did not expect that his unintentional move of letting Volame meet the other party's elf apprentice in advance would accidentally lead to the discovery of the demons' conspiracy.

It is also fate's arrangement.

In the following days, since the remaining space magic did not seem to be triggered at all, the two of them temporarily put aside their worries about their disciples.

One afternoon, they followed the main road and came to a human town.

Before entering the city, I could hear melodious orchestral music and the cheers of the crowd from afar.

"It's a bit too noisy." Celie frowned slightly, looking at the crowd at the city gate with some displeasure.

She prefers a quieter environment and is instinctively repelled by overly noisy places.

"Looks like they're having a celebration?" Lord observed with interest. "Let's go in and take a look? Just think of it as replenishing supplies and seeing if there are any delicious delicacies, like that pie we saw earlier."

He remembered that Celie had a favorable opinion of this simple human food.

Although Miss Elf seems to prefer eating her own grilled mushroom skewers, she can't eat them every day.

Although Celie herself didn't seem to have any objections, Lord himself couldn't stand it.

A healthy life is about combining meat and vegetables.

Although it always feels a bit wrong to discuss healthy living in the magical world, after all, the sacred magic of this world has developed to the point where severed limbs can be regenerated.

Such a trivial matter as nutritional imbalance is not something that should be brought to the table.

But for now, it is more important to satisfy the appetite.

The two followed the crowd into the town.