Start from Fulilian

Starting from Fulilian Author: Chen Wen

Introduction:

My name is Ivan, a time traveler, a male, with average combat ability, and my talent is being funny. But the mission requires me to kill the immortal demon king, so... I can only live off him!

Celia: Damn it, why is it always because of you that I have these unnecessary emotions?

Volame: Why didn't you tell me earlier that you and Celie had a child!

Fulilian: What exactly is this bitter feeling in my heart?

Fei Lun: Wow, I’m really not a giant mushroom…

Aura: Loyalty!

(Walkthrough completed: Celia, Volame, Aura)

There will be more characters from the maze fan series to come, and now we are writing about Suqing

Fulilian (Thousand Years of Past): Chapter 1: The Ancestral Treasure Chest Monster

"This magical power... there's no doubt that it contains a precious grimoire from the mythical era!"

A mature woman with long orange hair tied into a pigtail and hanging down behind her, wearing a simple white dress, squatted in front of a treasure chest. After looking at it for a long time, she spoke seriously.

His tone and eyes were extremely firm, as if he were a famous detective who had already figured out the truth of the case.

A black-haired, black-eyed, unremarkable young man beside her started to grumble, "Volamei, this is the thirteenth time I've heard you say this. But there's no way such a standard treasure chest could exist in the forest, right?"

"You're questioning me again." Volame's expression became more serious. "Evan, how long have we known each other?"

"It's been more than a year, why are you suddenly asking this?"

"Even though we've been together for over a year, you still don't trust me and even refuse to address me as teacher. This makes me very sad. Well, I'll let you witness the perfect judgment of a senior magician."

As he spoke, Volame reached out to open the treasure chest.

then.

"Ah ...

The upper body was basically swallowed by the treasure chest monster, leaving only a safe delivery peach and two well-proportioned long legs struggling and shaking outside.

"..."

Ivan's eyes twitched and he couldn't help but sigh.

As a time traveler who has been single since birth but has watched countless movies, he admitted that he was a little excited when he saw the scenes of this classic book for the first time.

But by now, after repeating this kind of plot more than a dozen times, Ivan no longer has any worldly thoughts, and is replaced by deep helplessness.

She looks like a mature, reliable and beautiful older sister, but why does she always stumble in such meaningless places?

If you want to be respected as a teacher, you should act like a teacher first! !

Well, let's preach later, let's save people first. Although Volame herself can use magic to blow up the treasure chest monster directly, it is said that her hair will turn into the afro that she hates the most. This is when Ivan comes into play.

"Oh my, what a troublesome woman."

Ivan came behind Volame and placed his hands on her slender waist, which was soft and elastic. It seemed a little fragile between the exaggerated curves of her chest and hips, but it felt like she wanted to be held in one hand.

"Don't move, I'm going to start pushing harder."

Leave you!

Unlike the common sense of pulling hard, Ivan directly pushed Volame into the treasure chest monster's mouth, causing the treasure chest monster to feel physiological discomfort and spit out the prey in its mouth.

This is the valuable experience he has gained from successfully rescuing people from treasure chest monsters more than ten times!

"Thank you, I'm saved~"

After escaping from the treasure chest, Volame blew up the treasure chest monster with a wave of her hand. Although it posed no threat to her, if it was encountered by a curious child, it would probably cause irreversible consequences.

Watching the monster's corpse turn into magical embers and return to nature, Volame felt deeply moved while cleaning the mucus on his body.

"As you said, Ivan, history is a cycle that repeats itself over and over again. The only lesson humans will learn from it is that they will never learn from it."

"I always feel that applying this famous quote to you and the Mimic is an insult to the ancient sages."

"Ah, haha..." Volame gave an embarrassed laugh. "You're such a ruthless and venomous person, Ivan. If you talk about women like that, you might not find a girlfriend."

"Humph, women only affect the speed at which I can circulate my magic power."

Ivan crossed his arms, making a classic expression like a car accident king. "In my hometown, there's a legend that if you remain a virgin by the age of 30, you can become a great magician..."

When he said this, Ivan thought of the group of middle school friends on Earth who always joked with him. He might never see them again in this life. His mood suddenly became depressed and he didn't continue.

Volame was keenly aware of his change in mood, and her emerald eyes revealed a hint of gentle maternal radiance, but she did not say any words of comfort, and gently held Ivan in her arms.

She had also experienced her hometown being destroyed by demons when she was a child, so she could completely empathize with them. (There seems to be a little bit of a strange misunderstanding)

"Volame." Ivan called softly.

"What's wrong?" A mature and beautiful older sister smiled gently. "If you want to express your gratitude, remember to add 'teacher' after my name. Yes, it's Teacher Volame. Say it again, Teacher Volame, thank you. Hurry up and practice."

"No no no."

Ivan's eyes turned dead. "While I'm really grateful for letting me feel the wonderful softness of marshmallows, there's one very important thing I must mention before I do that. The slime from the treasure chest monster is really sour and smelly. Couldn't you have taken a shower before hugging me?"

"Haha, you kid..."

Volame's facial expression instantly fell, and a terrifying low pressure emanated from his whole body.

A magic wand appeared in his palm.

So on this day, Ivan finally recalled the fear of being dominated by the great magician.

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[Ivan, human male, physical age 16]

[Occupation: Novice Magician]

【Talent: Possessing a certain degree of comedic ability】

[Equipment: ordinary clothes, ordinary staff]

[Combat Power Evaluation: Small Fish]

[Short-term goal: Kill the Demon King]

Ivan closed the system pop-up window that only he could see and threw another branch into the fire.

Originally he was just an ordinary unemployed college student. After crossing over, he not only became ten years younger, but also because of his innocent smile, he awakened a very powerful system called "One-Glance Truth System made in CWM".

You can check your current status without restrictions. Isn’t it amazing?

And after Ivan's unremitting development, it even has another terrifying function - to check the status of his teammates!

This is invincible, so invincible that he didn't know how to win against the devil at the beginning.

System: Go and get rid of the demon king for me!

Ivan, whose combat power is just that of a small fry: Huh? Me???

Fortunately, he met Volame soon, and under her guidance he finally mastered some magic. The magic also made Ivan see the possibility of winning.

The system is definitely unreliable, and one can only develop by relying on one's rich imagination and the unique magic of this world.

"The world of magic is a world of imagination. If you can't imagine it, then you will never be able to do it."

This was what Volame said when he was teaching Ivan how to use magic. And then, Ivan's imagination did give her a little bit of a 21st-century shock... and then he was forcibly accepted as his disciple.

Fulilian (Thousand Years of Past): Chapter 2: Demons Eat Humans, and Humans Can Eat Demons

"Ivan, thank you for your hard work on the night watch, ha~"

It was still dark, around three or four in the morning, when Volame, awakened by the magic of the alarm clock, came out of the tent, stretched sleepily, and stretched her beautiful body.

I have to say, this reliable magic lady has a really great figure, which almost made Ivan lose his sleepiness.

But thinking that he had to continue his journey during the day, he quickly gathered up the sleepiness that was about to disperse and prepared to go into the tent to sleep for a while.

"Wait, don't fall asleep yet!"

Volame, who was originally drowsy from getting up too early, noticed the explosion of magic power not far away. He instantly became alert and said to Ivan, "There's a fierce battle going on over there. Don't leave my sight now."

"it is good."

Thanks to the hellish routine he had followed day after day on Earth, even in this theoretically most tiring time for humans, Ivan still remained awake enough and instantly entered the late-night mode.

"Do you want me to fly up to the sky first?"

"No." Volame immediately rejected it. "If the demons knew that a human had mastered the magic of flight, they would surely send assassins to kill you. Just come with me."

In less than ten minutes, Ivan followed Volame to the scene of the incident.

"How miserable! Is this an elf village?"

Flames shot up into the sky, dilapidated houses were burning fiercely, and corpses were scattered all over the ground. No matter men or women, old people or children, they were all dead. Their pointed ears made it easy to identify their identity - elves.

Blood dyed the land red, and the air was filled with the smell of rust and blood. After walking for a distance, in the center of a square that looked like an altar, an elven girl with long silver hair was kneeling on the ground. Her eyes were empty except for the reflection of the dancing flames around her.

Not far away, a huge demon corpse was lying on the ground, constantly turning into black magic embers and dissipating in the wind.

Against the backdrop of that huge corpse, the elf girl's body was so petite, but judging from the reaction of her magic, it seemed that it was this dreamy girl who killed the demon.

Volame came to the elf girl and checked her injuries.

Ivan came to the demon's corpse and checked its remaining value.

"Bazard of the Amyrlin, one of the generals of the Demon King's army, was the one who led the demons to destroy the village, and then you killed them all, right?"

The girl responded with silence.

"And he was killed in a direct confrontation, right? Really, how could he be so stupid? Why didn't he run away? Not launch a surprise attack? Not resort to underhanded tactics? Ivan, what did you say?"

"The demons are all inherently evil beasts. When dealing with them, there's no need for chivalry. Any conspiracy or trick is just."

Ivan added casually that this so-called demon general was the first time he had seen a demon corpse dissipate so slowly. The demons he encountered on a daily basis were basically blasted to pieces by Volame's explosive magic.

So he squeezed the corpse and asked, "Folamei, can the demon general be eaten?"

"No!" Volame's face was full of black lines. "Why ask such an outrageous question??"

Ivan reasoned, "Because demons are made up of magic power, eating him is essentially just consuming a bunch of magic power. According to the principle of what you eat replenishes what you gain, perhaps my own magic power will increase significantly."

If the other party were alive, Ivan would definitely not have the idea of ​​pounce on him and eat him alive, but he was already dead. Without the constraints of consciousness, his entire body was a huge and pure aggregate of ownerless magic power. How could he not be moved?

Such an outrageous desire made the elf girl next to him couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

"Put aside your outrageous ideas, Ivan. Magic power cannot be transformed through the stomach and intestines."

Volame's complaints did not make Ivan give up the idea of ​​eating the demons, but instead gave him a flash of inspiration.

"So all we need is an extra organ that can digest magic power, right?"

After recording his wonderful ideas in the small notebook he carried with him, Ivan took out a sealing scroll and prepared to stuff the demon general's body into it.

As a model boy who grew up under the red flag, wasting food is a heinous crime.

While Ivan was busy, the conversation between Volame and the elf girl continued.

"There are so many options, yet they insist on confronting it head-on. I really don't understand what powerful magicians are thinking."

“…You should understand.”

The elf girl who had been silent all this time suddenly spoke, her emerald eyes, similar in color to Volame's, looking at the other calmly.

"Because you are a more powerful magician than me."

Volame raised his eyebrows slightly, "Huh? Why do you say that?"

She is now restraining her magic power, so most magicians shouldn't be able to see it.

"Intuition." Fulilian responded calmly.

"That's truly a terrifying talent. It would be terrible if the demons also had this kind of intuition. What's your name?"

"Flillian."

"Nice names. My name is Volame, and the guy over there grinning foolishly at the Demon General's corpse is called Ivan, my disciple."