You call this magic?

"Flillian is indeed a high-ranking magician, but she is only a magician after all. Her physical strength is vulnerable. As long as we can catch her off guard and launch a sneak attack, even warriors like you and me can easily take her head off." The blond man said casually, his tone full of extreme confidence. "If you can do it, I can give you something you can't even imagine."

"Tell me, why do you want to kill her?" Ethan remained calm, revealing a hint of confusion that was obvious to the other party. "Don't the Central Kingdoms need magicians like Fulilian to resist the attacks of the remaining demons?"

"Heh, demon..." Ethan saw the obvious disdain on the man's face, but he didn't explain. Instead, he changed the subject. "This is a deal. I don't intend for you to take action right now. I want to cultivate a certain friendship with her so that I can take action when she lets down her guard."

Ethan felt that this person had a big problem. If he could convince others and make them do his job obediently by just exuding a little bit of domineering aura, there would not be so many disputes in the world.

However, when he was about to refuse, the blond man suddenly lowered his head and whispered in his ear:

"Don't you want to know where your missing parents are?"

Ethan was stunned at first. To be honest, the parents in this world didn't matter to him. If he could find them, he would bring them back to fulfill his filial duty. If he couldn't find them, it wouldn't matter either. The lack of feelings was the key. His only thought was to do his best.

But he immediately realized that he should give the reaction that the other party wanted to see.

For a teenager who has grown up without parents, his desire for family affection is beyond imagination.

Unfortunately, Ethan's situation is rather special.

So, he shuddered all over, froze in place, carefully controlling his muscles as they began to tremble weakly. He turned to the blond man like a robot, a complex expression of surprise and joy on his face: "Do you know their whereabouts?"

"Of course, I know." The blond man smiled, "They are living well now, but they can't come back here for a while."

At this time, Ethan put on a skeptical expression again: "No, how can I believe that you really know?"

"Don't worry, we're not asking you to take action right now. We won't have anything to do with you for at least a few years... maybe even more than ten. You can continue to get along well with Fulilian. The better your relationship, the more beneficial it will be for our actions."

He patted Ethan's shoulder and said, "I will let you meet them, regardless of whether your mission is successful or not. This is not a game of words."

"Sir, what's your name?" Ethan's expression changed, and his voice suddenly became hoarse and low.

The blond man's smile grew even brighter: "You can call me [Levi]."

Levi left and disappeared at the end of the road, while Ethan stopped where he was, his face struggling with mixed emotions for a while, and finally he showed a determined expression, walked directly into the bar on the side of the road, and drank a lot.

It was not until he left the bar drunk that the people hiding in the dark left completely. Presumably, his behavior made them think that he was going to cooperate with them.

Image: "Levi about ten years after the original work", Location: "Images/1734509821-100424293-112461189.jpg"

……

After returning to the hotel, Ethan knocked on Frillian's door and started chatting with her, but the content had nothing to do with what happened during the day.

At the same time, he took out a piece of paper and wrote down what had happened today. Of course, he kept talking, but his volume was not deliberate, and he still looked drunk.

Fulilian understood almost instantly. After quickly reading the text, the paper instantly turned to ashes and disappeared into the air.

[He must be from the Empire.]

Then she quickly used magic to write words in the air, leaving Ethan dumbfounded.

[Haha, the magic of leaving messages in the air is quite powerful.]

While chatting about family matters, Ethan closed his eyes and quickly took notes.

Then he waved his fingers a few times, and almost identical words immediately appeared in the air.

Ethan: [Use it like this?]

Fulilian didn't show any change in expression, as if she wasn't surprised by Ethan's speed in learning magic.

Fulilian: [The northern kingdoms, the magic empire that has penetrated deep into the demonic territory, the people you met should be from there, but the specific faction is still unknown.]

Ethan: [Then the question is, why did the people of the Empire want to kill you? ]

Fulilian: [I don't know, but these people's actions are very consistent with the thinking of the Imperials.]

Ethan: [They don't take direct action, and they even ask for my cooperation. It seems they are really afraid of your strength.]

Fulilian: [That's not the case. It's just that the Central Kingdoms have the Continental Magic Association. To the Magic Empire, the association's philosophies are at odds with theirs, making them sworn enemies. Therefore, they won't attack me within the Central Kingdoms' sphere of influence.]

So that's why. No wonder the other party didn't use Yubel to threaten him. The Continental Magic Association has a strong deterrent effect on them. At least for now, they have no intention of breaking up with the association.

Ethan: [You don't seem surprised at all.]

Fulilian: [What do you mean? ]

Ethan: [Aren't you afraid that I'll keep this a secret and actually do what they say?]

Seeing this line of text, Fulilian smiled, waving her slender fingers in the air for a few times, but then seemed to realize something and wrote a new sentence: [Will you do this?]

Ethan: [Of course not.]

Fulilian: [That's all right.]

Ethan: [Does the ability to pass on magic to future generations really qualify you to place such great trust in me?]

Fulilian was stunned. She looked at Ethan, and a complex look flashed in her eyes that he couldn't understand.

[Because... this is Flame's dream. As her disciple, I just feel that I must do something.]

The reason was far-fetched, but it was plausible. The two had only known each other for less than four days, so he didn't want to ask too deeply.

It was just that Fulilian accepted him too quickly, so quickly that he felt like he had known her in his previous life.

Or, is Flame's last wish really important enough for Fulilian to put aside all her pride?

Or did the Southern Hero say something else that made Fulilian act this way?

Ethan lamented in his heart, we are still not close enough. Just wait, Fulilian, in five or ten years, I will figure it out sooner or later. I am only thirteen years old and have plenty of time to waste with you.

The contact with the Imperial Levi was just a small episode in their life as master and apprentice.

From that day on, they never encountered the Imperials again, as if they had completely disappeared from this world.

Volume 1: The Burial of Fulilian (I): Chapter 11: One Year

"Why did you come back so dirty?"

Ethan asked in confusion, and handed the breakfast he bought on the way back from morning exercise to Fulilian.

"Thank you." Fulilian thanked him honestly, then slumped weakly on the table, "...The magic shop won't sell me magic books."

"Ah? Why?"

Why wouldn’t you take business that comes right to your door?

"I think I know what's going on." Fulilian sighed deeply, her expression gradually calming down. "It's probably because that old woman is here."

Ethan hesitated to speak, as he had a personal grudge about this.

Yesterday, the topic was about the friction between the Continental Magic Association and the Magic Empire. As the president of the Continental Magic Association and one of the three great magicians still alive in the world, Celia became the focus of Fulilian's introduction.

Simply put, Celie and Frelian's concepts of magic are so different that they are almost incompatible. If they don't talk about magic, they can still have a conversation, but once they talk about magic, they will basically part ways in a bad mood after just a few words.

Fulilian inherited Flame's will and wanted to carry forward magic, a skill that can create miracles, and pass it down for tens of millions of years. But Celie is different. She just wants to blow the hell up.

Celie: Magic is POWER!

However, these two are not real enemies after all. Celie will trip up Frellen in some non-pain points, and Frellen will use Flame's magical ideas to disgust Celie whenever she has the chance. But Celie is a tsundere in this regard, and she will never admit that she cares about her apprentices. Every time she is confronted by Frellen, she becomes angry and ashamed.

I can only say that these two people are really interesting, and they have a peculiar way of getting along with each other among the immortal species.

It is difficult for the magic shop in the royal capital not to be controlled by Celie, and expelling Frielian is the awkward way for the two to get along.

"But fortunately, Celie will leave here tomorrow, so we still have time."

"Hmm? Master, you're not planning on leaving the capital?"

Ethan originally thought that Fulilian would teach while traveling. After all, it was a way to combine education with entertainment. By the way, he could also see the cultural landscape of this world, which made his trip to this world not in vain.

"Why are you leaving?" Fulilian said expressionlessly, "I can't possibly be carrying you around like this until you become a fifth-level magician."

Ah this.

"Although you have made considerable achievements as a warrior, you must ultimately choose the path of a magician. I will not allow you to die in front of me before you have sufficient power to protect yourself."

Fulilian's tone was flat, but Ethan could hear the indisputable meaning in it.

Well, you are the master and you have the final say.

Ethan just felt a little strange. He had thought that he might not be able to see little Yubel for a long time, but he really didn't expect that he would have to stay so close to Yubel for a while. The key point was, he had no idea how long this "period of time" was.

He had not been taught systematically by Fulilian, and he had no idea when he would be able to become a so-called fifth-level magician.

Ethan still has no knowledge in this area.

"Also," Flillian suddenly added when Ethan had already begun to think about the future, "My remaining travel expenses can only sustain me for another week."

???

"Okay, okay, I get it." Ethan looked up at the ceiling. It seemed that he had to find a way to make money.

First, start by going to the Adventurer's Guild to accept the quest.

However, within three days he discovered that even if he became an adventurer and took on missions that were within his current adventurer level, his daily income was still insufficient compared to his expenses. He would have to wait until his adventurer level was higher and he could take on more difficult missions before he could break even. As for a surplus, that was out of the question.

The hotel in the royal capital is so damn shady.

Especially that B... No, this lazy magician, Flillian, who hardly ever works. As long as she's not teaching Ethan magic, she's basically studying magic books. As long as she has some money, she'll use it to buy all kinds of magic books or magic props, even if they're useless.

So, before their travel expenses even lasted until the fifth day, they had to sleep on the streets.

Wow, that's really awesome. A member of a brave team that saves the world, a powerful magician in his prime, can only hide under a small blanket under an overpass.

Ethan made up his mind and decided that since he couldn't live in the city, he might as well go outside the capital.

He found a place with higher ground in the suburbs and began to build a wooden house. With the magician Fulilian there, the construction speed was extremely fast. It only took two days for them to successfully own a small home in the royal capital.

"Wow, Ethan, you can make something nice if you want to." Flillian seemed very satisfied with the wooden house, probably because Ethan also built her own room.

Of course, the fact that the money was spent so quickly had nothing to do with her, at least that's what she thought.

"However, there are still some troublesome creatures outside the royal capital, so..." Fulilian floated up, and her perfect flying magic made her look like a savior goddess descending from the sky.

She spun her wand in the air, and a transparent magic barrier surrounded the cabin.

"This is the 'magic to drive away monsters and wild animals'. It's very practical. You can remember it. The principle is to let wild animals and monsters sense the breath of their natural enemies, so they won't come near." Fulilian glanced at Ethan.

"In other words, it's essentially a form of mind control over them?"

Fulilian nodded. "Psychic magic is particularly effective against small fry, and can save trouble to a certain extent. However, it is difficult to be effective against magicians of the same level."

This is the daily life of the two. Whenever there is a chance, Frillian will take the opportunity to teach Ethan something. Ethan, who has the notes, will also accept everything. In short, just write it down first. If it cannot be activated, it means that the conditions are not complete and it can be supplemented later.

In the following days, Ethan's life became extremely fulfilling. He could only practice as a warrior in the few hours before Fulilian got up. When she got up, he would start learning the theoretical knowledge of magic. Sometimes, he was even forced to conduct one-on-one magic combat training with Fulilian under restricted circumstances.

There is no doubt that Frelian is teaching with all her heart, and Ethan will not let Frelian down, and will do his best to record these magic spells in his notes.

Generally speaking, five days a week would be spent on training. For the remaining two days, after Frelian got up, he would help carry the half-asleep Frelian to the royal capital. As for what she would do, it was none of Ethan's business. Fortunately, the location of the cabin was not far from the royal capital. According to his warrior training, it only took about 40 minutes to run there at full speed. This time was just enough for Frelian to take a nap on his back.

As for Ethan himself, he had to go to work and earn money. After all, Fulilian didn't charge him for teaching him magic, so he naturally had to prepare the living expenses for the two of them.

A year passed in such a fulfilling life.

Volume 1: The Death of Flillian (I): Chapter 12: You Need a Wand

Elves have a different concept of time than humans. To them, a year is no different from a week in human perception. However, this perception does not hold true in interpersonal relationships.

The only thing that elves are slow about is their perception of the flow of time, but the speed at which they interact with others and develop friendships through getting along with each other may sometimes be even faster than that between humans.

That morning, Ethan was holding a large hatchet and swinging it in the air with the same force. As for other physical training, they had been completed before.

To his surprise, Fulilian actually got up early, which was rare. Shortly after the sun rose, she was already sitting on a chair beside the cabin, watching Ethan practice.

She didn't disturb Ethan, but waited until he finished training and washed himself before speaking to him.

"Ethan, I'm thinking of something."

Seeing her mysterious look, Ethan looked strange: "What's the matter?"

"You need a wand," said Frillian.

"Ah?" Ethan was stunned. Are you serious?

Generally speaking, magicians need a medium like a wand to cast spells, which is equivalent to an outlet for magic power. Even high-quality wands can improve the efficiency and power of their magic release.

But none of this has anything to do with Ethan Mao, his "magic wand" is his own body.

This brings us back to the two passive skills he had previously assigned to himself.

Under Fulilian's guidance, his meditation efficiency improved a lot, and his magic limit and magic recovery speed were improved to a higher level. However, what he didn't expect was that this actually brought him "side effects" that he himself had not thought of. That is, his body was gradually infiltrated and transformed by magic under the continuous flow and expansion of magic. This was a subtle influence, which led to his current body's very high magic conduction efficiency.

There are advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that his ability to control magic power is getting higher and higher, and the disadvantage is that his magic resistance has also decreased to a certain extent, making him more susceptible to the influence of magic.