Start from Fulilian

As he spoke, Volame squatted down in front of her and said, "Come up. We can't just leave someone with such potential alone. I guess the demon pursuers will be here soon."

"Ah."

Fulilian obediently climbed onto Volame's back, with two slender white arms wrapped around her neck.

Volame stood up and gently touched the girl's buttocks, feeling the weight of Fulilian, small and light, just like a child.

"Hey, stop grinning at the corpse. It's time to run away."

"First, I didn't yell 'hello'. Second, I wasn't grinning at a corpse. I was smiling from the bottom of my heart at a bright future. Third, running away sounds too low. I think it's better to call it a strategic transfer."

After completely putting away the food, Ivan patted his trouser legs and stood up. In just a few steps, he caught up with Volame who was carrying the girl on his back.

On the way out of the village, Fulilian looked at the wreckage and corpses all over the ground and slowly closed her eyes.

He murmured in a muffled voice: "Everyone is dead... I was the strongest... I failed to protect them..."

Elves have almost endless time, so their emotions become very weak, but when such a tragedy happened in front of her, Fulilian still felt as if something had bitten off a piece of her heart, leaving it empty.

Volame asked, "Were all the people in the village killed when you rushed over?"

"Yeah." Fulilian responded expressionlessly.

"And you then confronted Bazalt head-on and killed him?"

"Ah."

"You're such an idiot! The Demon King's army doesn't destroy a village alone. They're sure to have reinforcements. If we hadn't passed by, you'd be dead with your physical and magic power depleted."

Volame continued, "If I were you, I would have escaped long ago. As long as I'm still alive, there are plenty of opportunities to kill demons..."

She paused in her steps.

"Tsk, just mention the demons, and here they come."

Fulilian (Thousand Years of Past): Chapter 3: Recruiting a Disciple

Three humanoid creatures with horns on their heads appeared from behind the big tree, showing off their magic level that surpassed the dead demon general in the village without any concealment, which was both a show of strength and a deterrent.

"Human magician over there, put the elf down. The Demon Lord's orders are to kill everyone in this elf village. Hand her over to us and we'll spare your life."

The demon spoke coldly to Volame and Fulilian. As for Ivan beside him... he was simply ignored.

"What an interesting bunch of guys." Volame looked at the three demons and laughed softly.

"Until just now, they had completely eliminated their magic power and were planning to attack us from behind... but as soon as they realized we were also magicians, they immediately appeared. The demons may be despicable and cunning, but no matter what kind of demon they are, they are extremely proud of their own boring magic."

Volame didn't even loosen her arms around Fulilian, she just tapped the ground with her heels.

"In that case, then let's continue this arrogant attitude and drown in it due to negligence."

boom--

A huge amount of magic power instantly erupted from under the three demons. They didn't even have time to deploy the most basic magic shields, and they were all blown to pieces in an instant.

Living things tend to be subconsciously alert to unusual movements within their field of vision, but without special training, it is easy to ignore the blind spots of the soles of the feet. Moreover, even if he attacked under the watchful eyes of the three demons, Volame was confident that he could kill them in one fell swoop.

But if they were to fight head-on, Volame would never have won so easily. But in the world of magicians, there are no ifs, victory is everything.

After releasing such a violent attack magic, the magic fluctuations on Volame's body naturally could no longer be concealed, and they were clearly reflected in Fulilian's eyes.

"I see. You're suppressing your magic power all the time just to misjudge the enemy?"

"Yes."

Volame glanced at Ivan, who was standing beside her and in a daze without even looking at the three demons in front of her. She didn't know whether to feel relieved or angry.

"As Ivan says in his hometown, it's like pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger. It's a tried-and-true tactic even in the human world, let alone against the demons."

"Is Ivan also hiding his magic power? He's planning on playing the pig and eating the tiger or something."

Fulilian looked curiously at the black-haired boy behind her who looked ordinary but a little handsome (handsome in the elf aesthetic). The level of magic power he exuded was similar to that of a farmer, and was not necessarily as strong as some farmers.

But he is definitely not as ordinary as he looks. After all, ordinary people would never have such an outrageous idea of ​​eating demons. Although demons are just monsters in anthropomorphic form, even if they are monsters, no one would want to put them in their mouths.

"It's amazing that it can be hidden to such a small extent, and the magic power fluctuations are not even a little bit shaken."

Ivan: “…”

You can express your feelings if you want, but why stretch out your hand and make a gesture of pointing your finger at the universe? Even if he is not a Korean, he will get angry if a cute woman makes such a gesture.

But it would be too embarrassing for him to admit that his magic power was so weak that he was a small fry, so he turned the conversation to a reliable magic aunt.

"Fulamei, your level of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is indeed still at the elementary stage. A true pretender to be a pig and eating a tiger would not start making a big fuss after just killing a few demons."

"What does it matter? Fulilian is one of us anyway, and I have already decided to take her in as my apprentice."

"Accepting a disciple? When???"

"Just now." A playful smile appeared on Volame's lips. "Ah, la la, are you jealous, Ivan? After all, now you are no longer my only disciple. You can't enjoy my personal guidance alone. Are you really feeling lonely?"

"Well, that won't happen."

Ivan turned his head and waved his hand to indicate that he didn't buy it.

Common girl, really humble.

"that……"

At this time, Fulilian raised her hand weakly.

"You haven't asked for my opinion on accepting a disciple yet, have you?"

"Does this kind of thing require the consent of the parties involved?" Volame asked back.

Fulilian, Ivan: (?-ι_-｀)

Thus, the fact that Fulilian became Volame's second disciple was happily achieved.

This is reflected in the one-look system, which allows users to view her personal data.

[Flillian, an elven woman, physical age 500 years old]

[Occupation: Magician]

【Talent: Longevity】

[Equipment: ordinary clothes, ordinary staff]

【Combat Power Rating: Elite】

[Relationship with the host: Ordinary, a stranger who can get along peacefully]

Five hundred years old?!

Ivan looked at the frail, slender, silver-haired elf girl on Volame's back in surprise. Although he knew that elves were a race with almost infinite lifespan, he didn't expect that she was actually five hundred years old.

Compared to her, Volame was just a little girl.

Of course, this cannot be completely calculated in this way. After all, the elves have a different concept of time. Fulilian, who is naturally slow in character and lacks experience, is still not as mature in character as Volame, who grew up to become a great magician at the age of 26 and often traveled to various countries.

In addition to personality, figure is also an aspect. Some things are obvious at a glance, so there is no need to say more.

"Ivan, you're not thinking about anything obscene, are you?" Volame cast a suspicious look at him.

"Huh? You're slandering me, and there's no evidence at all."

"Then what was with that look you had just given me? It was darting back and forth between me and Fulilian."

"That's a look of appreciation. Appreciation, appreciating beautiful things is the highest pursuit of art." Ivan said calmly, "Flillian, do you think there was any vulgarity in the look I gave you just now?"

???

Fulilian shook her head, "I don't know."

A smile appeared on Ivan's lips. She was indeed a naive little girl.

"Ahhh, see, Volame, you have the most unhealthy thoughts. The saying that seeing arms makes you think of naked bodies is exactly like this. Mr. Lu Xun is right."

"You kid... you really dare to say that."

Volame frowned slightly. If he hadn't been carrying Fulilian on his back and had no time to spare, he would have definitely given Ivan a good beating.

As a teacher, she is always contradicted and teased by her students, especially in front of another new disciple, which makes her lose face.

And what if Fulilian also learns to contradict me?

The disappearance of the teaching profession is caused by this.

I must find an opportunity to teach Ivan a lesson and let him know what proper respect for teachers is!

"It's dawn." Fulilian reminded.

With the help of the rising morning light, Volame could see the surrounding environment clearly.

Colorful flowers flutter in the wind all over the ground, and a huge freshwater lake lies quietly in this sea of ​​flowers.

"It's been several years since I last came here. I've been walking for so long and I'm a little sweaty. It's nice to take a shower here. Fulilian, do you want to join us?"

Fulilian (Thousand Years of Past): Chapter 4 is back so soon?

"Ah."

Fulilian, whose body was covered in blood and dust, nodded. Due to the adhesion of sweat, it was not pleasant to have these dirty things stuck to the skin.

"Ivan, don't come and peek..." Volame's words stopped abruptly before he finished speaking.

Ivan saw the rising sunlight as if he had seen some signal, and he quickly took out a folding tent from his backpack.

One frame to set up, two frames to drill in, and three frames to fall into a baby-like sleep.

Good night, Makabaka.

"Although this kind of lifestyle is very practical while traveling, I still have to correct it when I have the chance. After all, it's really unhealthy!"

After complaining about Ivan's "the King of Hell praises his good health" routine, Volame took Fulilian to a secluded place by the lake.

"I'll wash right here... Wait, let me set up an anti-peeping barrier first."

Volame stopped Fulilian from taking off her clothes, and with a wave of his hand, the air twisted, indicating that the so-called "anti-peeping barrier" was completed.

This surprised Fulilian.

After all, setting up such a large barrier without any magical materials scattered around and even without using any magic circle was completely beyond Fulilian's cognition.

"This isn't some kind of defensive barrier or illusion that consumes a lot of energy. It simply distorts the light. It doesn't even require the magic to be converted into a physical entity, so it can be easily maintained." Volame explained with a smile.

"Ivan taught me this. That guy's head is full of weird ideas. He always keeps saying things like 'learn math, physics, and chemistry well, and you won't be afraid of anything in the world.' For example, to start a fire, ordinary magic can just use a small fireball, but Ivan insists on concentrating sunlight to make a fire. He also always teaches me some weird ways to use magic..."

"Volamei, you should be Ivan's teacher, right?"

"It does not matter."

"..."

"And then there's all that calculus stuff. I've been told I don't understand, yet they're still forcing it down my throat. Functions, speed, acceleration, and the slope of a curve... My head's about to explode!"

“…I’m really surprised.”

After listening to Volame's mumbling calmly, Fulilian responded in a deadpan tone, "Based on your performance in the village, Volame, I thought you were a taciturn, mature, and steady Great Mage. It seems you really care about that man named Ivan."

"Well~"

Volame took off the last covering of her lower body, revealing her plump, white thighs, which were smooth, delicate, round and slender.

Her tall figure allowed her to have thighs that were slightly fuller than the standard figure, but her curves were still extremely beautiful, and there was an inexplicable light in her eyes.

"No matter how old we are, we're still pretty much the same inside. Outward maturity is mostly an act. For example, the ideal of a mature adult that we imagined as children is actually just something the elders deliberately maintain to give the younger ones a goal to grow up. Add to that the weight of responsibility, and you have these stereotypes."

She continued, "The more responsibility someone bears, the more mature and reliable they must appear to others. Conversely, if someone suddenly takes on the heavy responsibility, it's only natural for that person to relax and reveal more of their true nature. Do you understand?"

"The human mind... is so complex and huge." Fulilian glanced at the luxurious headlights in front of Volame, then glanced at her own headlights, and silently sank into the water.

"Is Ivan the one you want to share the burden of responsibility with?"

"Yeah." Volame nodded in agreement.

This made Fulilian very confused, and she asked, "But his magic power is only at the level of... um, an ordinary farmer? And you said that this is the true situation."

As she spoke, she recalled the past and gestured with her thumb and index finger.

Ivan, who was sleeping soundly in the tent, seemed to sense something and frowned.