You call this magic?

"Anyway, no matter what, line up." The little girl didn't care what the other party said. She expressed the truth word by word. These words inexplicably put a lot of pressure on the people around her. God knows how such a small child could cultivate such temperament.

"You little brat... Never mind, I'm going camping outside the city tonight."

"You're not much older than me, is it appropriate to call me a brat?"

The two girls continued to argue, but still retreated behind Solitaire.

Although they may have thought they were hiding well, Solitude still felt the vague gaze locking on her.

what's the situation?

There was a big question mark in Solitude's little head, but because the two girls didn't seem to have any malicious intentions, Solitude didn't care. She opened the room, went in, closed the door, and meditated as usual.

Volume 3: The Death of Fulilian (Part 2): Chapter 10: The Invisible Divine Edge

The headquarters of the Continental Magic Association.

Ethan looked up at the building, which was far more majestic than the one in the Central Kingdom. It seemed that Celie didn't like fancy things. There were none of the magic barriers and special effects used in the magic bases in fantasy works. From the outside, it looked more like a large urban library than a magic association.

It feels very realistic, not magical at all.

Compared to places like this, the world of Harry Potter is more interesting. Magic is applied to every aspect of life, and the visual spectacle alone is enough to shock people.

"What are you thinking about?" Just as Ethan was staring blankly at the entrance of the Magic Association, Ran Zedu had already arrived and was standing not far behind Ethan. "I didn't expect you to come so early."

"Ms. Ran Ze." Ethan nodded to her politely.

"Just call me Ran Ze." Ran Ze smiled faintly, which made the magicians who were secretly observing their conversation nearby show incredible expressions.

This is the expressionless Ran Ze. Has she really laughed before?

At least, as far as the magicians can remember, this has never happened once.

"Well, Ran Ze, I'm sorry to disappoint you. I came here just to ask you about someone's whereabouts."

"Looking for someone?" A big question mark appeared in Ran Ze's head. "Please tell me, if it is within our ability."

Although the association also undertakes commissions from many organizations and countries, they are all large-scale commissions that require the deployment of many magicians. It is more reasonable to hand over small tasks to the Adventurer's Association. However, for the future of the association, Ran Ze has decided to help Ethan.

"My master, Fulilian."

"Flillian..." Ran chewed on the name in his mind, "Is she the magician of the Brave Team, that Flillian?"

"I thought she was quite famous." Ethan smiled and agreed with the answer.

"No, you're right." Ran Ze said softly, "The magicians of the Brave Squad are indeed famous, but because the Brave Squad has always been quite low-key, to most people, they are just a symbol."

"Indeed, after all, so many years have passed."

Just like Ethan's grandmother, there are fewer and fewer people in the world who have experienced that era. Most of the new generation have only heard stories about heroes. Even if the brave team of that year came to the present, probably few people would be able to recognize them at a glance.

For Fulilian, this situation is actually a leisurely one, as she herself is not the kind of person who likes to be in the spotlight.

With Ran Ze's help, Ethan soon got the answer.

Fulilian doesn't seem to live in the Holy City. She spends most of her time in the suburbs, and lives with her former brave team mate, the monk Haita.

彳庍口巴.

Now that he knew where she lived now, Ethan was no longer in a hurry.

"Now that we're here, take me to see Celia."

Five minutes later, Ethan arrived at an indoor botanical garden.

"Does Celie usually stay in a place like this?" Ethan looked at the various kinds of plants around him curiously. There were common ones, but also quite a few uncommon ones. Judging from the species, she was quite casual in choosing the varieties. I'm afraid she transplanted them the moment she saw one.

However, according to Celie's method, most of them are ripened directly using magic.

"Hmm?" A short figure stood up from the opposite side of the flowers, stretched, and his expression was still as lazy as ever. "Isn't this Ethan? What, finally figured it out and decided to become my disciple?"

"I've already told you that I can't possibly have two people as my teachers at the same time," Ethan sighed. However, he changed the subject and said, "But you're my great-grandmaster. How come my master's master's master isn't considered my master?"

Celie chuckled and almost laughed out loud.

"You're bolder than I thought, kid. You're just as bold as a whim." Celie seemed very pleased with Ethan's attitude and rubbed her smooth chin. "Well, your ambition is even stronger than the last time I saw you. What have you been through in the past few years? Well, it's none of my business."

She nodded, looking very happy. "Tell me, what kind of magic do you want to learn?"

"You mean to teach me magic? How about [Transfer of Magic]?"

"That's just 'giving,' not teaching," Celia said. "If every one of my disciples were just stuffed ducks using [Transfer Magic], then their ceiling would be limited. It would be impossible for them to reach higher realms."

"Besides, after using [Transfer Magic], I'll be the one who has to learn it all over again. How can a master learn magic every day while the apprentice just sits back and reaps the benefits? Someone with that kind of mentality would never have been accepted as my apprentice from the start."

What you said makes so much sense that I can't refute it.

"As for the [Transfer Magic], I'm still in the process of relearning it, so it's not your turn to worry about it."

Celia seemed to be completely unaware of Ran Ze's worries and continued to do as she pleased.

That's right, if I don't do this, I won't be Celie.

"Tell me, what do you need my help with?" Celie asked. "You came to me specifically, so there must be a reason."

"I want to exchange magic with my great-grandmaster." Ethan said.

"I've already told you not to call me Grandmaster. If you really feel bad about it, just call me by my first name. I don't mind."

"Okay, Celie, I want to exchange magic with you."

I told you to be rude and you really were rude.

Celie had nothing to say about this. She liked people with whom she could have normal conversations, rather than those who stood by and acted respectfully.

"I possess every grimoire and all the knowledge in the history of this world," Celie said. "Don't tell me you're going to give me [Transfer Magic]. That would be too boring."

"What if I tell you that what I want to exchange with you is a magic that doesn't exist in this world?"

Celie seemed to find this quite amusing and came straight to Ethan. She didn't seem to see any problem in looking up to others. "I've heard words like this so many times that my ears are callused. But in the end, what these people are showing off is just ordinary magic that has appeared in history."

"Do you know how much magic has been lost in the torrent of history, only to be recreated by the next generation of magicians?"

"What if it's this kind of magic?" Ethan slowly raised his hand.

【The sharp sword is invisible】

At this moment, Celie's body trembled, and then, dark flames burned on her body. This was naturally not the effect of [Divine Edge Invisible], but a magic that she subconsciously triggered.

【Curse Reversal Magic】that reflects all curses.

Magic that has not yet been explained and is completely inconsistent with human magical theory is collectively called a curse.

At the same time, Ethan had moved more than ten meters away. At this moment, a small tree behind Ethan was directly split in half by the invisible blade.

"Interesting." Celie smiled, and for the first time, a look of excitement appeared on her lazy face.

Volume 3: The Burial of Fulilian (Part 2): Chapter 11: Be My Friend

By evening, Ethan still hadn't returned to the hotel.

Solitier never worried that Ethan couldn't find her. With the help of [Secondary Favor], as long as Ethan wanted to know, Solitier's location would appear clearly in his perception, so Solitier didn't even need to give Ethan the address, he would find her himself.

Solitaire was not worried. This was not the first time Ethan had done this. Moreover, if even Ethan could not solve the problem, then she would only cause trouble even if she went. It would be better for her to wait in the hotel.

Besides, this is the holy city.

At night, feeling a little hungry, Solitaire walked out of the room and came to the hotel lobby. After all, it was a hotel in the Holy City, and providing food was the most basic service. Although most people asked the staff to deliver the food to their rooms, it was rare for someone like Solitaire to come out to eat.

As for the reason...

"Hi." Not long after Solitier sat down, someone came up to her.

This wasn't the first time she had experienced this situation. After all, no matter how complicated her mental condition was, she still looked like a charming young girl, and would attract overconfident admirers under any circumstances. Normally, when Ethan was around, no one dared to mess with her, but when Ethan was not around, someone would try to strike up a conversation with her.

In this regard, Solitude's response is usually rather... rough. After seeing that scene, no one would dare to approach her again.

However, this time was different from the past. The visitors were actually the two girls who had quarreled at the front desk before.

"?" Solitiel didn't think about how to deal with this situation. She just tilted her head and looked at the two girls.

"Excuse me, what can I do for you?"

"Nothing, I just wanted to ask, can we share a table?" The green-haired girl had already sat down next to him, looking very familiar. "Miss, please."

"..." The purple-haired girl on the other side sighed deeply and didn't seem to have any intention of coming forward.

"It's okay, please."

It's not allowed for men, but as for girls, Solitaire has no objection. Besides, these two are just children, so it's normal for them to want to sit with her as a fellow woman.

"Thank you, young lady." The green-haired girl kept smiling, and on the other side, the purple-haired girl, who had received Solitaire's approval, also sat down in time.

However, ever since the three of them started sharing the table, the green-haired girl had been staring at Solitude without blinking.

"Um, what do you want to talk to me about?" Solitaire finally couldn't help but asked.

"I want to be friends with you, is that okay?"

Hearing this, an indescribable expression instantly appeared on the other girl's face, and even Solitaire clearly saw her roll her eyes.

"Well... sure." Although she didn't know what was going on, Solitier's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably when she heard the word "friend".

It was the first time she heard someone wanted to be friends with her.

It must be emphasized again here that Solitaire's personality is very complex. She knows a lot and can disguise herself as a mature human being to match her appearance, but her essence is still that of a child who has just been born a few years ago. Friendship is an emotion she has never experienced.

"Great, my name is Yubel and this guy is Philen."

"What do you mean by 'this guy'?" Philen protested dissatisfiedly.

"Well, don't bother with this taciturn girl. She likes to listen, not to express her opinions. Just don't forget to feed her."

Philen was angry, but she looked cute even when she was angry. She just puffed up her cheeks and sulked there, with no intention of leaving.

Yubel was a very talkative type. Although she was very good at finding topics to talk about, she would often turn the topic to personal matters, which made it difficult for Solitier to cope with her. After all, she often asked too in-depth questions.

Of course, Solitier said nothing. After all, there was nothing to talk about, so she just dealt with it casually and let it go.

"Ah... As expected of you, Miss Solitier, you're absolutely flawless."

Yu Beier slumped over the table, a look of obvious frustration on her face. "I surrender."

Solitaire was about to say something, but she suddenly noticed something, her expression froze, and she stared blankly at the main entrance of the hotel.

There, a white-haired elf pushed the door open and walked in.

Of course, Solitiel knew her. She was a legendary magician, a demon killer who had killed countless demons. She was an elven magician known as "The Buried Furlin" among the demons.

Subconsciously, Solitaire activated the magic power in her body. Although it was only for a moment, it was noticed by Fulilian.

The next moment, Fulilian's hand was on Solitiel's shoulder. "Calm down. If you mess around here, you'll attract people from the church."

His voice was flat and gave people a cold feeling, but what he said was real concern.

"..." Solitaire saw clearly that Frelian almost flashed over, and there was not even much trace of magic, which meant that her magic control had already reached perfection.

The great demon Solitier's magic control is even stronger than that of Fulilian, but Solitier now obviously needs to continue to calm down.

Isn't this the person Ethan is looking for?

Fulilian turned her gaze to Solitaire. Her body had reacted just now, but she looked at Solitaire's face carefully and was sure that she had never seen this person before.

So, she turned her gaze to Yu Beier: "If you just want to play a game with friends, it's better to make it clear first."

"No, Lady Fulilian." Even when facing Fulilian, Yubel's expression did not change much. "I only want to make friends with people who I like. Not just anyone."

Fulilian looked at Philen next to her, who could only show an embarrassed yet polite expression.

"Don't forget what you are here for."

"I know, the fifth-level magician exam~" Yu Beier raised her hand first, "Of course, no problem. As long as you let me use that magic, even if it's the first-level magician exam, I can—"

"Forbidden." Fulilian said expressionlessly, "That magic is too dangerous. Unless it's a life-or-death situation, I won't allow you to use it."

"Eh..." Yubel finally settled down in Bengbu. For the first time, Solitaire saw a look of grievance in the other's eyes.

"Actually, I think it's okay for you to use it." Philen suddenly said, "That way, he only needs to look at me."

"...It's so heavy, too heavy. If he knew about it, he might run away." Yu Beier complained.

"In one hour, outside the Holy City, I will duel with you."

"Oh my, you're getting more and more aggressive. He'll definitely be disappointed if he sees this, right?"