You call this magic?

The quarrel between the two gradually escalated, but where was Solitaire next to them?

The eyes look at the nose, the nose looks at the heart, it’s none of my business.

Volume 3: The Burial of Fulilian (Part 2): Chapter 12: Why Do You Know Me?

Is this the master's teacher, Lady Fulilian...

Walking on the way to the suburbs, although Solitaire's eyes were wandering around, they stayed on Fulilian most of the time.

As Ethan said, on the surface, the strength of Frillian's magic power was not high, and the same was true from Solitaire's perspective. However, after learning the techniques to suppress magic from Ethan, she understood how terrifying Frillian was.

Perhaps the great demon Sollitir's magic manipulation skills are better than Fulilian's, but the arrogant demon almost never judges whether the opponent's magic power may be the result of being suppressed. If the former great demon Sollitir saw this magic power that was no different from that of a mortal, he would surely look down on Fulilian.

When she first learned magic suppression according to Ethan's instructions, Sollitir didn't quite understand the significance of "playing dumb to gain advantage." After all, wouldn't it be enough to just rely on powerful magic to wipe out the opponent in battle? It wasn't until she saw Fulilian up close, in her normal, non-combat state, that she understood just how deceptive it could be.

A powerful magician is as easy to spot in a crowd as the moon in the night sky, but if Fulilian hides in the crowd and releases ultra-high-speed killing magic at close range when no one is paying attention, I believe no one in Qibengxianli can withstand that blow.

In this world, magicians who are proficient in defensive magic like Solitiel are very rare. Most of them can only use it, and it takes a certain amount of reaction time, because if it is not deployed in advance, the defensive magic will not be automatically activated. The bodies of demons cannot be compared with those monsters of the dragon clan. A bullet piercing the chest is no joke.

A hit means a sure kill, and how to break through the defense and hit directly is the key to the battle between magicians.

This is the origin of "The Buried Frielian".

It is precisely because she easily killed every demon who saw her true strength that Fulilian can still continue to kill demons with the same method.

"We're here." Fulilian's sudden voice brought Solitaire back to her senses. She didn't even notice that there was a hint of admiration in her eyes.

"here it is?"

"This is where these two brats usually fight." Fulilian skillfully began to cast barrier magic, surrounding Philen, Yubel and the wasteland in front of them.

The barrier was very strong. Solitaire's subconscious analysis showed that it would take at least a blast of her magic to break through it, but it was obvious that these two children did not have such powerful strength.

Looking ahead, the moonlight shone through the transparent barrier onto this wasteland with some traces of magic remaining. It seemed that they were very familiar with this place and must have had many "duels" here.

Solitaire was also very curious about this battle, otherwise there would be no need for her to follow the three people here.

Philen and Yubel had already stopped, staring at each other from a distance. Yubel's eyes were full of frivolity and provocation, but it seemed that Philen had no reaction to this level of interference, and his expression was as calm as ever.

The two of them finally came to the point of dueling. This was the only solution. After all, for magicians to resolve verbal disputes, fighting was the fastest way. If they were not allowed to vent like this, the atmosphere would only become weirder and weirder.

Philen attacked with a swift, accurate and ruthless general attack magic. However, Yubel, who had foreseen this, had already chosen her position in advance, avoiding the attack while moving quickly. She knew that she was not as good as Philen in controlling magic power, and she was not even as fast as the other party in attacking, so she only relied on tactics.

As she ran, a large number of magic light bullets formed along her path, but these magic bullets did not attack immediately. Instead, they were fired at irregular intervals, combined with general attack magic, which interrupted Philen's continuous firing rhythm for a time and even directly turned from offense to defense.

Philen was indeed not very good at dealing with this kind of saturation attack style of combat. The main reason was that Yubel's attack rhythm was random, forcing Philen to concentrate on using defensive magic to offset each magic light bullet. In terms of physical fitness, she was not as good as Yubel, who was a little older, and could not fight while running like her.

When the enemy chases me, I retreat; when the enemy retreats, I harass him. Yu Beier's tactics are so simple and crude, and the key is to fight and then run away.

However, Philen did not fight with Yubel for so long in vain. Like Solitaire, she was good at manipulating magic, so her way of dealing with the problem at this time had turned to the stage of multitasking.

On the one hand, he precisely controlled the defensive magic, defending the most magic with the least magic power; on the other hand, he tracked Yubel's position, predicted Yubel's direction of advance, and launched high-speed magic attacks, which could also relieve the pressure of defense under certain circumstances.

After all, the best defense is a good offense.

"This is going to be a protracted war." Solitaire analyzed subconsciously.

"They are both constantly adapting to each other's fighting styles. After all, they are completely opposite types of people. I think this kind of appropriate competition is beneficial to their growth... However, compared to them, I am more interested in you."

Fulilian turned to Solitaire, her eyes clearly questioning. "Youbel has obviously noticed your extraordinary qualities, which is why she approached you. They are still children and have the right to be willful, but I am not, so I will confirm this."

Although the elf girl in front of him did not have the slightest murderous intention, and even showed no signs of mobilizing her magic power, she still made Solitaire suddenly feel a little scared.

"I...I have no ill intentions." Solitaire explained in a panic.

"I know, otherwise I wouldn't have given you the chance to come here." Fulilian looked at Solitaire. "I just want to know, who are you?"

"Your magic suppression skills are very poor, otherwise I might not have noticed your enormous magic power... I guess you only started learning magic suppression in recent years. I have only seen your situation among the demons. However, you are not a demon, but more like a member of the Magic Empire."

Solitaire felt like her heart was about to jump out of her throat. She opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out.

"But, the Empire's agents wouldn't approach them in such a clumsy way... They can't really just be trying to make friends, right?"

Solitaire nodded quickly.

Fulilian looked at her silently, question marks gradually emerging in her mind.

Why does this girl look a little silly?

When they were in the hotel, Solitaire's reaction to her was not like that of a scheming magician. She must know herself.

"Let me change the question. Why do you know me?"

Volume 3: The Burial of Fulilian (Part 2): Chapter 13: I've grown up and become stronger, and I'm very happy

"Because, because of the master..." Solitaire was getting more and more frightened, and her speech was a little unclear.

She was born in front of Ethan, and she could act coquettishly in front of him and be harmless in her little willfulness, because Ethan understood her, no matter the origin of her power and everything she had experienced since she grew up. But now, in front of Frillian, she was a strange magician with powerful strength that could even threaten Frillian. Such a person abruptly approached the two children he was raising. Let alone Frillian, even if Ethan himself stood in the same position, he would not let the other person approach Yubel just because the other person was good-looking.

Although he only needed one sentence to make her follow him to the suburbs, and he had never shown any malice, it was only a matter of time before the direct confrontation became a conversation. However, Fulilian could not be completely at ease until she had thoroughly understood the other party's identity.

"I will change my approach based on your answer, please understand." Fulilian said expressionlessly, "Who is your master? Why did they send you here?"

Since the "master" is mentioned, the magician behind it might be... a demon?

When she thought of this possibility, Fulilian's calm mood began to fluctuate.

No, it is impossible for the demons to hire humans. They don't have such thoughts.

"Ethan..." At this time, Solitaire spoke in a low voice.

"Ah?" Upon hearing the name, Fulilian's expression froze instantly.

"Um, my master is Ethan..." As if frightened by Fulilian, Solitaire started sobbing. "I, I'm just staying in the hotel, waiting for my master to come back. I don't mean to harm anyone..."

"Then... why did you come out with us?" Fulilian was still shocked by the possibility that the person in front of her might be Ethan's servant, and asked subconsciously.

"Because Yubel said, uh, she said I was her friend, uh..."

"..." Fulilian looked up at the sky. Ah, the moonlight was so beautiful. No, the stars were so bright...

So where did Ethan pick up such a simple yet cruel girl?

"Since you said you call that guy Master, where is he now?" She asked after Solitaire calmed down a little.

"do not know."

This was true. Ethan had only told her to wait in the hotel, but he hadn't told her where he was going. After all, the connection between the two of them could only allow Ethan to find Solitaire, but not the other way around.

"Okay." Fulilian showed a rare ('ω`) expression. "When this is over, we'll go back together."

"Yeah." Solitaire also felt that Fulilian's mood had eased, and the fear in her heart slowly dissipated.

She is essentially a child who is still learning how to control the nuclear bomb launch button in her hand. Even if she has great power, she will still be afraid.

The battle between Philen and Yubel finally came to an end.

The final result was a draw. Both of their magic powers were exhausted at the same time, and they could no longer use any magic.

Yubel was lying on the ground in a spread-eagle position. Compared to her, Philen was just relying on his wand to barely maintain his sitting position.

Both of them had exhausted their magic power and mental strength. Although they would not faint directly, it was impossible for them to continue fighting.

"Is this the first time it's a draw?" Yu Beier said on the ground.

"Yes." Philen responded unwillingly, "I won't lose next time."

"Then I look forward to your performance, Fei Lun sister~"

If he hadn't been really out of strength, Philanthropy would have dragged his wand over and hit the green-haired guy on the ground with a club.

"Yubel." Fulilian's voice suddenly rang out, causing Yubel on the ground to tremble all over. "You are using magic so restrainedly. Are you underestimating Philen's defensive magic, or overestimating the power of your own magic?"

"..."

"And you, Philen, you're still too slow. From what I just saw, you had at least two chances to end the battle directly. What are you hesitating about?"

"..."

"That's all I have to say. Let's go. It's time to go back."

Just as Fulilian turned around, her steps suddenly stopped.

Also stopping in place was Solitier, who had been a little bewildered just now. However, unlike Fulilian, she had an uncontrollable smile on her face.

In the perception of the two, a familiar magical reaction was approaching at high speed, and in the eyes of Yubel and Philen behind them, it was a figure flashing with lightning falling from the sky, and finally hovering in front of Solitiel. The dazzling light made the two little girls unable to see anything for a short time.

"I never expected that, Master," the newcomer said. "After all these twists and turns, she found you first."

"If you had shown up any later, I would have captured this girl and sold her." Fulilian said expressionlessly.

"Eh hey hey???" Solitaire was horrified.

"She was just joking, don't take it seriously... No, Master, when did you learn to joke?"

"..." Fulilian looked at Ethan calmly. How did he learn it? It was because of this girl Yubel.

She has been quirky since she was a child. As she grew up, the fun cells hidden in her bones were released, and now they are just gradually developing.

At first she only teased Philen, but now she has grown bolder and even dares to tease Frillian. Only after Frillian's magical education did she become much more restrained.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your touching reunion between master and disciple, Ethan. Is there anything else you need to say to Phelan first?"

The words were spoken softly, and even no emotion could be heard, but when Ethan looked over, what caught his eye was a girl who seemed about to break.

This was the first time he saw Yubel so vulnerable.

It was also the first time I saw what she looked like when she grew up.

Yes, she has grown up. At the same age, she has even grown taller than boys, but in Ethan's eyes, she is still that child.

As for Philen, she just looked at Ethan calmly. Unlike Yubel, Philen stood very straight. Even though she was a little unsteady, she still stood stubbornly, as if this was the only way to show Ethan that she had grown up.

"Go ahead. They seem to need you more than ever now... So a child is just a child. It's only three years."

Elves are forbidden from participating in the topic of time!

Ethan glanced at Fulilian unhappily. He had been planning to give her Flame's notes right now, but after thinking about it, he decided to give up and wait until tomorrow.

After patting Solitaire's head, Ethan walked straight towards Yubel and Philen.

Holding the two children's hands, Ethan half-knelt on the ground and held them both in his arms.

"You have grown up and become stronger. I am very happy."

The moonlight was bright, and the girl's sobs gradually faded into the silence of the forest.

Volume 3: The Burial of Fulilian (Part 2): Chapter 14: That's Your Adventure

"Were you crying just now?"

In the hotel, Yubel was finally forced to sleep in the same room with Philen. Fortunately, the hotel was very considerate and all the remaining rooms were twin rooms. Otherwise, one of them would probably prefer to sleep on the floor in the corridor rather than live with the other.

Although there are indeed some feelings of mutual admiration between the two, they are essentially incompatible. Unless they really encounter a situation where they have to join forces, they would rather work alone than cooperate.

Of course, if it was Ethan's request, they would have to stay together obediently no matter how unwilling they were, like now.

For Phelan, who had not experienced much time in her life, three years of separation had occupied nearly half of her life. Of course, she wanted to stick to Ethan.

But Yubel was different. She had a little emotional breakdown at the beginning, but she quickly returned to normal. At least on the surface, she had returned to her previous self, although her eyes still followed Ethan.

"You're mistaken." Philen responded expressionlessly.

"Really?" Yubel moved a stool and sat back near Philen, her chin resting on the backrest, a smile that belonged to someone who enjoys fun hanging on the corner of her mouth. "What if Ethan suddenly leaves again? Just disappears without leaving us all behind?"

Philen's pupils trembled, and he opened his mouth slightly, staring at Yu Beier.

"...He's back to life." Yubel waved in front of the dazed Philen.

Still no response.

Yu Beier is only eleven years old, and she really doesn't know what to do when encountering this situation. She has been with Philen for so long, and she really didn't know that this child would suddenly crash.

"Uh, Phelan?"

Twenty seconds later, Fearon's eyes gradually turned red, and tears flowed down his cheeks and dripped onto the back of his clenched fist.

However, she still maintained a dazed expression.

Yu Beier was really panicked now. She just wanted to tease the other person and didn't really intend to make Philen cry.

No matter how mature and calm she is, she is just an eight-year-old child and does not have the maturity of an adult.