You call this magic?

"Ah, this, that...it's my fault."

"I, I don't blame you..." Feilun wiped his tears with his little hands, but the more he wiped, the more tears came. "I can't stop crying. My tear glands must be broken."

"I was wrong, I was really wrong, Philen, don't... towel, there's a towel here!"

"Woooooooo..."

"Waaaaaah, I'll give you my towel too, stop crying!"

……

"What's going on next door?" Solitaire sat on the bed, hugging a pillow, blankly.

Listening to the seemingly chaotic noise next door, she lost interest after a while. Oh, it's so boring, the owner is not here.

She felt a little unhappy, but Ethan touched her head today, so she let it go and didn't blame her master.

sleep.

……

At this time, Ethan went out alone with Fulilian.

Now his body has become that of an adult, and after taking care of the children, it is time for adults to enjoy their nightlife.

Although three years was not even one percent of Fulilian's long life, after the death of the hero, she at least learned to look at time from a human perspective.

"What have you learned in these three years?"

"It's quite a bit, but these three years of life are not as good as the one month I spent at the Goddess Stele."

The two sat side by side on a bench in the quiet square, in front of them was a fountain that had stopped spraying water. From this angle, they could clearly see the moon hanging high in the sky. As time gradually approached late at night, the number of people around them gradually decreased.

Before Fulilian could ask about her experiences that month, he took out Flame's notes from his backpack.

"This is..." Fulilian's attention was immediately attracted.

After taking the notebook, Fulilian's expression gradually relaxed, and she even smiled faintly: "Is this kind of magic something left by Flame?"

"Yes, we got it from the ruins in the Fore Basin."

Ethan recounted his previous experience.

"...You can actually do such a thing?" Fulilian was a little surprised.

"Master, didn't you send me because you thought I could do it?" Ethan was even more surprised.

"No, I didn't know that Ai Ran would ask you to break Flame's barrier... But you actually broke it, which was quite unexpected."

"Then how long will it take you to crack it, Master?"

"If that's the case, it'll only take a moment."

"..."

No, can you still talk properly?

Seeing the slightly indignant expression on Ethan's face, Fulilian explained, "Actually, that's a barrier set up specifically for me. My magic mark is the key to open the door. It's that simple."

"Then how can I solve it?" Ethan recalled that he had encountered a lot of magic knowledge that Fulilian had taught him. He just followed the ideas and solved it.

"Maybe it's because you imitated me in your magic." Fulilian thought for a moment, "Never mind, it doesn't matter. As long as I can unlock it, it's fine. Anyway, according to that person's habits, there shouldn't be any new magical relics."

Fulilian flipped through the notes and read the contents, her expression lost in reminiscence. Suddenly, she asked, "Do you think I should go?"

You ask me about this?

Ethan felt a little annoyed, but he remembered what Ai Ran said: "If you really have nothing to do, it's not impossible to go there."

"...You make it sound like I really have a lot of free time." Fulilian rolled her eyes at Ethan, which was rare, but it felt a little too deliberate.

"Let me think about it." Fulilian closed the notebook and solemnly put it into her suitcase. Then she stared at Ethan and said, "It's your turn. Tell me, what's going on with the Goddess Stele?"

Ai Ran had told everything, so there was no need to hide it from Fulilian, so Ethan told her everything.

Fulilian was silent for a long time, but the first sentence she said made Ethan's scalp tingle.

"So that's how it is. That woman is a demon." Fulilian's tone became gloomy and she seemed to be ready to stand up.

"Wait, she's not!"

"Why are you so excited? I know she's not." Fulilian poked Ethan's eyebrows lightly, and her tone changed back to normal. "I was saying why she's like a child. She's only been born three years ago. That's understandable."

Her tears were not a means to deceive humans, they were tears from the heart. Fulilian had killed so many demons, it was impossible for her not to see this.

"Wait, Master, aren't you going to comment on Orario's situation?"

"There's nothing much to say." Fulilian smiled faintly, "That's your adventure."

Volume 3: The Burial of Fulilian (Part 2): Chapter 15: This difficult task is entrusted to you.

dong dong dong.

Rhythmic knocks were heard in the hotel corridor.

"Lady Fulilian, it's time to get up."

Little Philen stood cutely at the door of Fulilian's room, with a question mark in her little head.

"Lord Frilian?"

dong dong dong.

She raised her little hand, using a little more force this time, "It's already noon, Lady Fulilian. Even if you're a big sleeper, there should be a limit!"

Still no response, Philen puffed up his cheeks, carefully placed his wand on the ground, then knocked on the door continuously with both hands. For a while, the sound of "dong dong dong" continued.

The person inside seemed to have finally been unable to bear it, and before little Philen could knock for a minute, the door opened.

However, when Philen saw the person who opened the door, he froze in place, his face turning red very slowly.

"Oh, Phelan, good morning."

Ethan was yawning and was only wearing pants. His upper body was completely exposed in front of Philen. He had strong and well-proportioned muscle lines and obvious abdominal muscles. He was the type of person who looked thin when dressed and had muscles when undressed.

By the way, a pure warrior would be much more ferocious than this. Ethan's magical ability accounts for the majority of his ability, and his warrior ability basically relies on grace, so his weight does not soar to the level of a normal warrior.

Ethan himself was quite satisfied with this. After all, according to Frillian's theory, disguise was the best way to go. With his appearance and the long robe, it would be easy for others to mistakenly think that he could not hold a greatsword, but in fact, the opposite was true.

Ethan seemed completely unaware of the shock his presence in what should have been Flillian's room had on little Flillen.

So, did Ethan and Lady Freellian sleep together last night? So that's the kind of relationship they have. Would it be inappropriate for me to knock on the door? No, I've never seen Ethan and Lady Freellian interact that intimately before, so it must be a misunderstanding. But Ethan's body looks great. No, what am I thinking...

Philen, who had already mastered knowledge that he shouldn't have mastered at a young age under the influence of Yubel, suddenly crashed.

"Philen, what's wrong with you?" Ethan came to his senses at this time. Why did the child at the door suddenly become stupid?

"Hey, are you okay, little Philen?"

At this time, the door of the room next door, which originally belonged to Solitaire, finally opened. The silver-haired elf walked out calmly and turned his gaze to the downtimed Philen.

"Phelan, you knocked on the wrong door." She walked past Ethan's door expressionlessly, "Also, Ethan, get dressed and bring Phelan to the hall."

"Master, Master..." After Fulilian's figure disappeared at the entrance of the corridor, Solitier popped his head out of the door with a sad face. "Lady Fulilian has set up many barriers in the room. The magic reaction is too strong. I can't sleep..."

Ethan, who was putting on his shirt, hesitated to speak.

There's no way. Fulilian already knows that you inherited the memories of the Great Demon. It's understandable that she would torment you once when she's angry.

"Uh, you should sleep with me tonight." Ethan said helplessly.

"No!" At this time, Fellen, who had recovered from the outage, stared directly at Sollitir, "Tonight, I will sleep with Lady Fulilian, and you can share a room with Yubel."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Ethan seriously again. The meaning revealed in her eyes was very clear: men and women should not touch each other.

Ethan didn't care. He would meditate instead of sleeping most of the time at night anyway. He could do it with others or alone.

"Eh?" Solitaire looked at Ethan pitifully, "Then Master, please help me with my hair—"

"I'll do it. Lord Ethan, please go directly to the hall."

Ignoring Solitaire's protests, Fearon personally dragged her into the room.

With a bang, the door was slammed shut.

"This kid is maturing too early." Ethan shrugged. With Solitier's strength, if he really wanted to resist, Philen's small body would not be able to drag him away. It seemed that Solitier himself had no objection, so he would not say much.

Arriving at the hall, Fulilian was sipping coffee elegantly. Next to her, Yubel was sitting on a chair, observing the adventurers and magicians in the hall while shaking her little feet, showing her girlish playfulness.

"!" After seeing Ethan, she completely ignored the gazes of the people around her, ran over and threw herself into Ethan's arms, "Got you~"

"Okay, okay, you caught me." Ethan touched Yubel's little head, took the smiling Yubel's hand and came to sit next to Fulilian.

"Good morning, Master."

"I have to thank you." Fulilian put down her coffee and looked straight ahead seriously. "It's a rare chance for me to get a good night's sleep without anyone disturbing me."

"...?"

"It's that kid Philen." Fulilian hunched over. "If you hadn't come last night, Philen would have come knocking on my door three hours ago."

That's true.

"That child of Philen's was also for your health."

"I've lived for over a thousand years, and I'm still as strong as ever." Fulilian patted her almost nonexistent biceps. "Look, aren't I strong?"

"Don't be so nagging, Master. Philen wants you to stay healthy forever, even for countless years to come." Ethan smiled. "After all, once a habit is formed, it will last forever, right?"

"You're right, Flamel said the same thing."

A thousand years later, Fulilian has continued to suppress her magic. This is the power of habit.

When Philen and Solitaire arrived, this table became very conspicuous.

From small to large, from little girls to loli to young girls, there is everything, which makes the group with only grown men around them extremely envious.

"Let's get down to business." Seeing everyone present, Fulilian began to make arrangements. "Since this guy is here, Ethan will take you to register for the exam."

"You want to run away before this even starts?"

"This is Celia's lair. My instinct tells me that I must stay away from her."

“…”What you said makes a lot of sense.

"What if I hadn't come yesterday?"

"Then I will still send them to the Continental Magic Association, but only to the door."

Ethan had begun to suspect that Fulilian was just using Celia as an excuse, and her real intention was to run away when she got the chance.

"Putting Celia aside, I haven't had time to properly browse the magic shops in the Holy City." Fulilian whispered, "As my apprentice, shouldn't you support Master unconditionally?"

"Alright then. However, for reasons we both understand, I can't take Solitiel to the Continental Magic Association." Ethan stood up and stood behind Solitiel. He reached out and ruffled her hair, then touched Yubel and Philen as they watched. "So, Master, this difficult task will have to be entrusted to you."

Fleury: Huh?

Solitaire: Huh?

Volume 3: The Death of Fulilian (Part 2): Chapter 16: He Gave Too Much

The bustling and prosperous holy city was crowded with magicians because of the magician exam. It was quite reasonable for the monks who were teammates to come along for the pilgrimage as well. This led to an abnormally large number of people today.

"So it was a miracle that there were still three rooms left in the hotel yesterday." Fulilian stood in the square, holding a wand in one hand and a suitcase in the other, and sighed softly.

It would be even more perfect if there were no other people around. She still likes to go to places like the magic market alone. Whether she buys magic props and magic books or not, just looking at them can make her happy.

She had originally rejected the exchange offer from her only disciple. Was she the master, or was Ethan the master? The underlying logic was that a disciple was not allowed to contradict the master!

But... Ethan gave too much.

"Master, I've learned a lot of new magic lately, including magic from another world. Don't you want any?"

This sentence directly hit Fulilian's heart. Oh, forget it. I have been helping my apprentice take care of children for a long time. Now it should be easier to take care of one instead of two, right?

She gained a lot by reducing her burden and gaining access to magic she had never seen before.

"Well, um, Lady Frillian, where are we going next?" Solitier was a little scared. After all, when she was with Frillian before, the other party put a lot of pressure on her, and now following Frillian, Frillian basically attacked with a expressionless image.

"Well, come to think of it, this is your first time in the Holy City, right? Or do you remember being here before?" After convincing herself... No, after figuring it out, Fulilian looked at the timid Solitaire.

“I’ve never been here.”

"Well, since you've inherited the knowledge of the demon tribe, you must be quite knowledgeable." As Fulilian spoke, her eyes gradually brightened, as if she realized the significance of the "demon tribe's knowledge." "Come on, follow me to the magic shop!"