You call this magic?

But the next second, Ethan's expression changed drastically, because the man suddenly took a step forward and jumped off the cliff in front of the two of them.

"Wood grass!!"

【High-speed movement magic】!

His figure quickly rushed towards the petite figure that was falling.

Volume 1: The Burial of Fulilian (I): Chapter 40: Fulilian

"Ethan!"

When Haita arrived at the cliff panting, Ethan had already returned to the top of the cliff with the still trembling child in his arms.

The little girl was completely frightened at this time, her mouth was wide open and she stared at the sky with a dazed look on her face.

Ethan knew that this was inevitable.

In his previous life, he had heard someone explain in detail that almost every person who committed suicide by jumping from a building would feel strong regret on the way to the jump, and those who were rescued would hardly try to commit suicide by jumping from a building again.

That kind of deep fear can easily crush an already wounded heart.

Although Ethan didn't know why the child attempted suicide, at this moment, she probably hadn't recovered from the fear.

So Ethan could only use the dumbest method, which was to sit on the ground and hug her tightly in his arms.

"It's okay, little sister, you've been saved, it's okay, it's okay..."

While stroking her thin back, he repeated it over and over in her ear.

This child looks a little younger than Yu Beier, but he resolutely decided to commit suicide. He must have experienced something extremely desperate.

At this time, he didn't know the child's name or what she had been through, but that didn't affect his attempt to save her life.

"This child is so young..." Haita squatted beside the two of them with a sad face, and a faint white light appeared in the palm of his hand.

【Magic to soothe the mind】

Soon, the girl calmed down, and there was still no light in her eyes.

“…Please let me go.”

Her voice was very weak, but Ethan could hear the determination in it.

"No, at least not now." How could Ethan not know what she wanted to do? She might not dare to jump off the cliff, but she still dared to use other methods. At least he read this meaning from her eyes.

"What's the point of living?"

The girl raised her head and looked into Ethan's eyes: "No one is here anymore, no one is here anymore. There is no point in leaving me alone."

"This child's parents must be professionals in this city..." Haita said softly, looking at the girl's dress.

The clothes she wore were not bad, but they were not something that ordinary people could afford. Although they were tattered, her temperament was that of an educated person.

It was not easy for children of common people to receive education, especially education in etiquette.

But whether they are professionals or civilians, it is not completely understandable that they lose their parents at this age and become like this.

"I had a close friend." Looking into the child's eyes, Ethan suddenly said, "She died not long ago."

It seemed that because of these words, the girl's eyes finally focused on Ethan's.

"She had no other friends or relatives. I was the only witness to her death."

At this time, Ethan turned his head and looked at the city below the cliff.

"Her last wish before she died was that I would always remember her." Ethan's voice became extremely ethereal, as if he had fallen into a brief memory, but the emotion was sincere. "If even I am gone, who will remember the traces of her existence? Who will add a bouquet of flowers to her grave on her memorial day?"

Ethan lowered his head and looked into the girl's eyes: "At least, don't let your parents' graves be covered with weeds, do you understand?"

"If you die too, the memory will truly be gone."

"That's a real shame."

The girl looked at Ethan steadily. He was not lying.

Now he is the only one who still remembers the real Minus.

"I understand." The girl's body finally softened, and she seemed to no longer try to struggle out of Ethan's arms.

call……

Ethan breathed a sigh of relief, finally convincing the man to calm down. He had no experience in this area, but as the saying goes, language is a tool for conveying emotions.

It seemed that his emotions had indeed been conveyed to the girl's heart.

"Phelan."

She looked serious and spoke softly, "My name is Philen. Could you please tell me your name?"

Ethan's eyes flickered...it was her?

But he immediately suppressed his inner surprise. Fortunately, he successfully rescued the other person, otherwise one of the protagonists would be dead. Haita should have been unable to catch up because of his challenge to Minus, right?

Forget it, there’s no point in thinking about those things.

"Ethan." Ethan looked seriously into Phelan's eyes and gave her his response.

Watching the interaction between the two, Haita's eyes were full of smiles.

He is now becoming more and more satisfied with Fulilian's apprentice.

After returning to the city, the three of them quickly found Fulilian who was reading.

"What did you say?" Fulilian looked at Ethan and the little girl who followed closely at his feet, holding onto his trouser legs. "It's inappropriate to take her with you, right?"

It wasn't that they found it troublesome, but the journey back to the Central Kingdom was quite dangerous. Although Minus was dead, the bandits that arose at this time would not be dealt with in a short time. If it were just Fulilian and Ethan, it would not be a problem, but taking this child with them...

She didn't say it, but Ethan knew that Ferran was now a pure burden.

"That's all right." Haita came out, his usual kind smile on his face. "With me and my team, there shouldn't be any problems, right?"

"Is that so..." Fulilian looked at Haita, then at Ethan, and finally met the eyes of the almost expressionless little Philen.

The two stared at each other for a while before Fulilian sighed, "Forget it. Since you said so, Haita, then you have to be responsible for her safety, okay?"

"That's natural."

Haita and Ethan looked at each other and saw the smile in each other's eyes.

night.

"Greetings, Lady Fulilian."

Fulilian glanced at Ethan, who had an unnatural expression on his face, and then looked at the little girl who was bowing to her generously.

"I'm not a babysitter," said Fulilian.

"Master, please." Ethan bowed deeply, just like Fearon. "Letting this child sleep with me is not a good choice, both morally and morally, so I can only ask you for help."

"...Is this the trick?" Fulilian complained expressionlessly. At the same time, Philen had raised his head again, and his expression was exactly the same as Fulilian's.

"Please, Lady Flillian." Little Flillen bowed again.

"..."

Finally, Philen managed to move into Fulilian's room.

After washing up, you can already see the beauty of little Philen. And because of the education from her original family, she is well-educated and has a good sleeping posture. Seeing this, Fulilian also sighed deeply.

Fulilian surprisingly has a little patience for well-behaved children.

It's better than that little brat who would act like a spoiled brat in front of her.

Nothing happened all night.

A new day is coming.

Volume 1: The Burial of Fulilian (I): Chapter 41 Completely Rewritten (Revised)

Ethan got up very early, which has become his habit. Although he is very strong through magic, once his magic power is exhausted, he has to rely on the strength of his body.

However, after his battle with the demon Minus, he noticed some problems with his body.

The first is the magicalization of the body. The influence of magic on the body has become more and more obvious. The advantage is that it will be easier to release magic, but the disadvantage is that his resistance to magic is still decreasing.

If he continues like this, he may have two branching endings.

First, at a certain moment, his physical body is completely assimilated by magic power, and he directly becomes a magical life. At the same time, pure magic power will no longer be able to cause harm to him.

The second is that he died before that.

After the battle with Minus, he noticed that the magical erosion of his body was getting stronger, and he needed to find a solution to this problem as soon as possible.

Beyond that, there's a desire for new abilities.

Opening his notebook and looking through the magic he had created and the magic he had learned from Fulilian, he found that the profession of magician did not seem to be very good at taking the initiative.

Except for the magic weapon, this thing is purely prepared for magic warriors. It is very powerful, but it is not a conventional means of a magician. If he can kill the opponent from a distance, there is no need for him to use close combat.

Almost every type of magic used for attack is large-scale and powerful, and most magicians lack range control in their magic.

If they had the ability to control the range when facing a large number of golems before, they would not have been forced to attack upwards.

As an ordinary worker who is not particularly fond of staying at home, he has only come into contact with a few animations and games. It is not easy for him to think of a useful skill now.

Also, he needed to categorize and summarize the magic he had learned in his notes, and rewrite some magic that was too restrictive for him.

For example, the [Principle of Regression], it seems that the magic power consumed is a bit too much now, and it cannot be used in actual combat at all. If there are a few more mental magic controls like Minus, does it mean that he can only use up a few magic spells before swinging the axe?

This is absolutely not okay.

He took a deep breath and began to try to rewrite it.

When he was urgently writing it, he didn't take any details into consideration, so it released at maximum force every time. No wonder it consumed so much magic power. It was like it only took a basin of water to put out a bonfire, but Ethan directly scooped up a reservoir of water and threw it on it. It could indeed put out the fire, but most of the power was wasted.

So that's it, I'm the idiot.

Ethan covered his head deeply. This was the disadvantage of not having a system to help interpret. He was just an ordinary person, and he needed to keep trying and making mistakes to find part of the truth.

He had clearly used the illusionary method to help him understand the issue of output, but he was in such a hurry at the time that he completely failed to notice this.

The functional magic was not consuming a lot of energy, but he had never thought that it would have an output limit, so a bug occurred.

Looking back at the magic he had written, he discovered that the magic power consumed at the beginning could not be controlled because he did not set an output limit.

Haha, rewrite it all!

Half collapsed and half relieved, Ethan began to rewrite with bloodshot eyes in this strange mixture of emotions.

Soon, he rewrote all his skills, significantly reducing all magic consumption. This would greatly enhance his combat capability. Unless he planned to fight the enemy, there would be no problem of lack of magic power.

[Regression Principle] is the most important one among them. Obviously, the normal setting does not consume much energy, but when he was messing around, he ended up with such a mess. Isn't this just bullying himself?

Then again, he had clearly studied with Fulilian for a year, but he had never considered using the new knowledge to optimize the magic he had been figuring out before. The problem lay with him.

Looking back at the [Regression Principle] now, he didn't even write the principle in the beginning, but he still produced the effect in his mind. In other words, if a skill has an original version in his opinion, he can still reproduce the skill even if he omits the process of imaginary release?

He needs some time to verify this idea. If the result is as he expected, more possibilities will appear in his future.

So he began to think.

[Expelliarmus], this magic had never been brought up, and he had simply forgotten it. After realizing the possibility of thinking about it, he directly wrote this skill on. It was the same as the previous [Regression Principle], but it simply added an output limit.

It actually worked. After trying it, he used it on himself, and the wand fell out of his hand without thinking. Although he was able to grab it again quickly, the moment he let go allowed Ethan to do more operations.

Suddenly, Ethan became excited and opened his notebook and immediately wrote down "Avada Kedavra".

Then the line of text disappeared.

Ok?

Write it again, [Avada Kedavra]!

Still disappeared.

I'll fuck your horse...

He tried again, but none of the Unforgivable Curses could be written. Was it because they were too powerful?

No, he can kill people with just one killing magic, so there is no reason why he can't use the "Eat the Big Melon" magic. Is it because this is a conceptual ability?

Or was it because he hadn't met the requirements to write the Unforgivable Curses? No, Ethan thought carefully, maybe it was just a matter of imagination. Avada Kedavra kills people instantly, but why do people die? He didn't know, so he couldn't imagine. It seemed that the conclusions he had drawn before were not complete and there were exceptions.

It’s not that these skills cannot be written down, but that they will disappear after being written down. Therefore, Ethan thinks it is probably the latter.