You call this magic?

"Actually, you should have noticed that there is indeed a commission. In recognition of our assistance, please help us deliver a letter to the southern countries."

"The Southern Kingdoms?" He had never been to this place before. "I don't know anyone in the Southern Kingdoms."

"The recipient is Bishop Haita, a monk from the former Brave Squad."

Haita... Ethan's expression suddenly became interesting. That was a monk from the Brave Team. Of course he wanted to meet him. What's more, he was an acquaintance of Frillian. Frillian would probably be happy to meet this acquaintance.

"No, isn't Bishop Haita in the Holy City?" Ethan asked in confusion.

"At least our intelligence indicates that Bishop Haita appeared in the southern kingdoms half a month ago... Therefore, the letter must be delivered as soon as possible."

Lelunin's eyes were serious. "The Great Mage Minus has started a large-scale war in the southern kingdoms. It's too dangerous for him to stay there. We even have reports that many Imperials have gone there. Now the southern kingdoms are beginning to fall into chaos. Bishop Haita must return to the Holy City immediately."

War... or "Minus", one of the three great magicians, who is a big shot at the same level as Celie.

I heard he's also an elf.

……

Lerunin left. Ethan still felt a little overwhelmed by the information. He was only here to take the exam, not to take a quest from the Adventurer's Association.

He also knew why Lelunin gave him this task, because Haita was very familiar with Fulilian, and he was probably the kind of person who would only listen to the advice of acquaintances.

With Fulilian around, no matter what Haita wants to do, the probability of him returning to the Holy City for safety is always higher than if anyone goes up and says it.

The idea of ​​continuing to meditate was gone, and Ethan began to watch the scene in the examination room like other candidates.

I can only say that it is worthy of being a slightly lower-level exam. The requirements for defeating a level 5 golem are not particularly high, and the pass rate is as high as 40%.

Yes, many magicians don’t even have the ability to break a level 5 golem.

As for the third-level golem mentioned before, it never appeared.

After realizing this, Ethan couldn't help but look at Lelunin in the distance, only to see him nodding at him.

Fuck, this old guy did it on purpose!

Before leaving, Lenin deliberately patted him on the shoulder to show that he believed in his ability. Is this what he meant?

The only level 3 golem you're using against me?

Of course, that doesn't mean Ethan can't handle it.

His daily sparring partner is Fulilian.

Soon, the last group of people came up, and the third-level golem that had not appeared before would inevitably appear here. The other four people showed expressions of tension and despair. After all, the probability of choosing one out of five was still very high.

Those who had finished the exam and had not left yet, just wanted to see what level the third-level golem was at. Of course, what they wanted to see most was the scene of others being beaten up.

When it comes to joining in the fun, humans in every world are pretty much the same.

Only Ethan knew that the probability was 100%, because the third-level golem was in his hands.

After breaking the glass bottle, a level three golem that was a head taller than the level five golem appeared in front of Ethan, and the sense of oppression it caused was much greater than that of the four level five golems next to it.

Now, the candidates who originally wanted to watch the fun even began to worry about Ethan's life safety.

It felt like Ethan would be killed if he were to be hit with one punch from this thing.

Faced with this huge thing that was over five meters tall and had a terrifying appearance, Ethan looked at Lelunin helplessly, sighed, and took out a small magic wand.

A huge amount of magic power instantly accumulated into a spherical ball of magic power at the tip of the magic wand, and the fluctuations contained in it made Lelunin open his eyes slightly.

The disciple that Fulilian personally came forward to protect could definitely not be just a fifth-level magician.

But unexpectedly, the control and strength of this magic power still exceeded his imagination.

In the previous magic detection, Ethan's magic level seemed to be the same as that of an ordinary fifth-level magician. But now it seems that he has been suppressing it all the time? No, what's the point of doing this?

Ethan raised his hand, and the light at the tip of the wand instantly burst out with a huge torrent of magic power, its violent power instantly caught everyone's attention.

Since he wanted to destroy this thing in one breath, he had to use a little more force.

[Murderous Magic] that consumes half of your magic power!

Volume 1: The Death of Fulilian (I): Chapter 19: Fulilian Cooking

[Murderous Magic], or [Demon Killing Magic], is a common offensive magic developed by a famous demon and improved by modern magicians through research.

Its characteristics are high efficiency, high power, long range, without any attributes, just pure magic bombardment.

To understand it from Ethan's perspective, it is a "light cannon".

This was the first magic that Fulilian taught him carefully, and Ethan also mastered it, but the problem was that this magic did not have any highlights among all of Ethan's similar skills, and was the most plain and simple one.

As a man, it's understandable that he likes more gorgeous and handsome moves, but simplicity usually means efficiency, so he still prefers to use [Murderous Magic].

Its attribute-free feature makes it more versatile than the Ghost Path. When encountering an object with relatively high attribute resistance, the effect of the killing magic will be even better. The disadvantage of the Ghost Path is that there are too many types, but the effects are not much different. After mastering the killing magic, he simply chose to replace the function of the breaking path with the killing magic.

In the examination venue, the dazzling magic has dissipated at this time.

What also dissipated at the same time, in addition to the five-meter-tall golem, was the sympathy of the onlookers for Ethan who encountered the third-level golem.

Damn it, what sympathy is there? This guy is pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger... No, this guy is not pretending to be a pig and he is not provoked. We are all here to take the exam. There is no need to offend others. God knows if there are any first-level magicians watching behind these sixth-level magicians.

The surge of magic power instantly killed the golem that could only be defeated by a third-level magician, without even leaving any trace. This was beyond the expectations of everyone present.

And then there's Ethan himself.

Not only the onlookers were confused, he himself also had an expression that said "Fuck, did I do this?"

Normally, no matter how powerful the shot was when fired at Frillian, it would eventually be dispelled by the opponent as if it were a piece of cake, causing Ethan to misjudge the power of the magic he released.

Defensive magic is like this. If we only talk about one shot, 100 defense power can defend against magic with 99 attack power, not to mention that Frellen can cast defensive magic instantly without limit.

"That's it."

While everyone was talking, Lelunin announced in a deep voice.

"The examination process has been completed. Candidates who have passed the examination, please come to the association in three days to complete the certification ceremony."

Ethan retracted his wand. The killing magic was indeed very powerful, but he had to be careful not to miss the target. After all, this thing could really kill people.

Although I have never been able to break Frillian's defensive magic.

Some of the candidates were crying bitterly, some were excited, and more had already started thinking about what to eat in the evening.

After all, magicians are just such a profession, and magic level certification is really just a title. What they have to do is essentially the same, that is, to study magic, enhance themselves, and work hard for a living.

However, today is different, because these magicians, whether they were eliminated or passed, have something to talk about that can last for a long time.

One is that the first-level magician Lelunin appeared in the fifth-level magician assessment, and the other is the outrageous killing magic of candidate No. 144.

Every few years, there would be someone who would amaze everyone during the fifth-level magician exam, and everyone had long been accustomed to it.

The candidates who passed the exam were arm in arm, and some rich people even said they would treat everyone to a meal. Ethan, who had a stunning performance, was naturally among the invited guests.

Starting from the fifth level magician, one is already qualified to be independent from the master, which also means a brand new network of contacts. If one wants to develop around the royal capital, this network is very necessary.

Ethan gladly participated. After all, it seemed that among this group of people there would always be some who would become famous in the capital in the future. Even if it was just the kindness of a chance acquaintance, it would be beneficial to Yu Beier who lived and studied here.

In the evening, after the dinner, Ethan met a group of noble children and promising magicians, and then he set out on the road back to the cabin.

Of course, he didn't forget about Fulilian who was alone in the empty house (?), so he bought her favorite ingredients and prepared another meal.

In addition to being a magician, he is also a warrior. His appetite is much larger than that of the magicians. The appetite of these magicians is not even enough to fill the gaps between their teeth.

As for what Fulilian likes to eat, he didn't find out by asking, but rather tried and tested different foods for a year, and by observing Fulilian's reactions he classified the level of certain foods in Fulilian's taste.

"Master, I'm back."

At the entrance of the cabin, Ethan was carrying the ingredients for making desserts. Seeing that Fulilian didn't react, he added, "I bought the ingredients for Mercury Pudding, huh?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ethan heard a sound of footsteps coming quickly from the direction of the kitchen.

"I just heard you were going to make Mercury Pudding?"

Fulilian, dressed in a chef's uniform, stood there pretentiously with a cold expression, but her words were full of impatience.

"Ah... yes, indeed." Ethan nodded. After looking up and down at Fulilian's appearance, he showed a surprised expression, "Master, what are you doing?"

God have mercy on him, this is the first time he has seen Fulilian cook without saying hello... No, does she have a history of cooking without saying hello?

Recalling the past year, ah, it seems like there was, but she didn't change her clothes on purpose that time.

Just that one time, it seemed to be Ethan's birthday, a day that even he himself didn't care about, and Fleury made a big steak for him.

As for birthday presents…Flillian gave him a box that was the same as hers, just in a different color.

In Fulilian's words, his weapons as a warrior should be hidden in a box in the future and not easily exposed to the world.

In fact, he doesn't have a real weapon for combat, so the box is still empty until now.

"Ai Ran said that for warriors who have worked hard, we should make big steaks as a reward." Fulilian's lips curled up in surprise. "This is to congratulate you on passing the exam. You have worked hard, my disciple."

Ai Ran, a dwarf warrior from the Brave Squad, was still alive and was recognized as the strongest warrior in the world when the Demon King was still alive.

Fulilian didn't ask him whether he had passed, but made preparations in advance based on the premise that he had passed. This was her purest trust in Ethan's ability.

"Thank you, Master." Ethan also smiled. Although the steak wasn't the most delicious, it was definitely filling. "Then I'll make Mercury Pudding too."

"Very good! I'll give you the other half of the kitchen." Fulilian's eyes lit up, she held her head high and chest puffed out, and hurried back to the kitchen, urging, "Come on."

"Good good."

Ethan closed the door of the cabin, isolating the darkness from outside.

Inside the cabin, the magic lamp emits a warm light.

Volume 1: The Fall of Fulilian (I): Chapter 20: There are more magicians who can defeat me than you think

Standing in front of the office door, Ethan knocked.

"dong dong"

"Come in." An old voice sounded from inside the door. Ethan pushed the door open and saw an extremely plain office with almost no decoration. Almost all the books he could see were magic books. Ethan took a few glances and recognized several attack spells.

"Are you interested? I can give it to you. Anyway, I've already memorized all the magic on it." Lerunin smiled. Unlike the previous exam, he now looked like a kind old man. When he looked at Ethan, his eyes were full of love for his junior. "Sit down."

Ethan didn't bother to be polite with him and sat down directly: "No need to trouble you, Master Lerunin, those magic masters have already taught me."

Lelunin showed no surprise. "I thought so too. He's a legendary magician. He must have learned more combat magic than I thought."

Of course not. Ethan studied for a year, but it was impossible for him to learn all the magic principles and knowledge that Frelian had accumulated for thousands of years. He did not learn magic by writing down in his notes while Frelian explained. He had to "understand" before he could successfully record the magic. This tested his comprehension ability, so his progress could only be considered mediocre.

Combat magic is relatively simple. After all, it only considers output and attribute conversion, and it tests the ability to control magic power. It is not difficult to understand. The real trouble is the various folk functional magics, which are the hell to learn.

All I can say is that he admitted that he spoke a little loudly before.

Frillian seemed to understand this, so the teaching progress of folk magic was slow. She mainly taught Ethan combat-related magic, which was somewhat different from Ethan's understanding of Frillian.

Fulilian should be a person who advocates various folk magics more. In her opinion, magic should not only be a tool for killing, but also a tool for creating miracles. The most important thing is to use it to facilitate people's lives.

As for why Fulilian spent more time teaching him to fight, he didn't know, and he didn't dare to ask.

It can't be because I don't have a strong enough understanding...

Lelunin opened the drawer beside him and took out a letter. The seal was sealed with magic wax, which contained the magic power of the Pope. Without this certification, Haita would not have been able to accept the letter.

"This is a formal commission from the Continental Magic Association." Lelunin solemnly placed the letter in Ethan's hands. "Please be sure to deliver it to Lord Haita. Please."

It can be seen that Lenin attached great importance to this matter.

"If I hadn't taken the exam, who would you have delivered the letter?"

Ethan took the letter, put it in his arms, and asked.

"We will visit Lady Fulilian directly."

Well, you guys are worthy of being called the best. You know that Fulilian is a person who is always grateful to others.

Frelian was well aware of the care that the Continental Magic Association of the Royal Capital had for her. As long as Celie was not around, both sides could truly live happily together. There was no way Frelian would refuse the commission to save her old friend.

"Anyway, I've received the stuff. As for when we'll leave, that depends on Master's arrangements." Ethan turned around and said, "Sorry to bother you. I'll take my leave now."

Watching Ethan's back disappear behind the door, Lelunin's eyes showed a hint of envy.

But soon, envy turned into regret, and he sighed deeply.

"Child, human lifespan is powerless in the face of the immortal species. Sooner or later, you will realize this unwillingness. I hope that by then, you will still be able to..."

……

Back at the door of the cabin, Fulilian was lying on the old man's chair, rocking with a comfortable expression on her face. Combined with the relaxation brought by the sunlight shining on her, she really looked like an old person.