Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 182 Stagnation and Change

Deep in the dense forest outside of Barum.

The black hellfire rushed wildly, streaking across the sky with a halo that could burn the eyes, and destroyed everything around it with an explosion of magic power.

Luke gasped as he dodged the powerful magic that descended from the sky like a divine punishment. He waved a rosewood staff in his hand. The ground cracked as he moved, and the soil rolled into a giant puppet, punching at Fulilian in mid-air.

The high-density magic shield blocked the attack, followed by a thick magic beam. The giant puppet collapsed under this blow. After getting rid of the eye-catching enemy, Furlian blocked the incoming flaming arrow with her backhand.

Purple lightning gathered from the top of the staff and finally hit Luke who rushed forward. At the same time, the sword tip was against Fulilian's heart.

……

After the battle, Fulilian and Luke walked side by side on the way back to the mansion.

"Your total amount of magic power, control, proficiency in attack magic, and grasp of the battle situation are all very good. You are already an excellent magician."

Facing a fellow tribesman who was able to fight with her to such an extent at such a young age, Fulilian simply praised him.

Luke shook his head. "A magician will be very vulnerable if he is close to me. I just took advantage of the fact that I was strengthening my body at the same time."

Elves are not only capable of magic, their physical potential should not be underestimated. In the original book, there was an elven monk who lived from ancient times to the Xinshiji era. There are even bronze statues of that monk in some areas, which shows that he was very powerful and had accomplished great deeds.

In terms of the level of magician, he is far inferior to Frellian. As long as the two sides keep a distance, Frellian will definitely be the winner. On the contrary, he will be the winner in close combat.

"Compared to the demons, where do you think I am now?"

"That's hard to say. The gap between the elite demons and the great demons is quite large. It's not just the Seven Collapse Sages, the Corrupted Sage, and the Omniscient Shulahat. Every great demon has extraordinary means. Some great demons are worthy of the title of Seven Collapse Sages."

Fulilian recalled her battle with the demons and glanced at Luke. "You are currently somewhere in between the two. The gap between the two is quite large."

Lu Ke frowned slightly, "During this period of time, I feel that the speed of my strength growth has slowed down, and it is getting slower and slower."

"The growth of strength is not a straight line. The stronger you are, the slower the improvement will be. Having this feeling means you are entering a new realm." Fulilian comforted calmly.

"Don't worry, you are still young and have plenty of time."

"Ah."

Lu Ke temporarily put aside the discomfort of his strength entering a stable period and changed the subject: "The debugging of the flying magic is almost finished, and it can be used in actual combat. After some optimization, it will be completed."

This is the conclusion drawn from actual combat training.

He felt a little emotional. Developing a new magic was much more difficult than he had imagined. Often when one problem was solved, new ones would pop up. It was not easy to get to where he is today, but the rewards were also great.

"Once deployed on the battlefield, the magicians on the front line will be guaranteed security in terms of infiltration, reconnaissance, and air combat. You have made history, Fulilian."

Fulilian said casually, "We completed it together. You can just declare that you are the author."

Practical magic like flying magic will definitely be a must-learn magic for every magician in the future. As a founder, you can gain a lot of wealth and fame whether you hand it over to the newly formed magic association or pay tribute to the central countries.

"The work I completed accounted for a small proportion. You are the main creator." Lu Ke answered seriously.

"I simply don't want to be famous. Even though I will be forgotten by humans in a few decades, that period is still very torturous."

Fulilian looked strange: "And now you should need this magic more than I do. After all, you need to send a betrothal gift to the Gerry family."

"Then we'll split it based on the ratio of completed magic. You get eight and I'll get two."

"Just split it 50-50. The rest is my gift to you." Her face wrinkled, and she couldn't help but add, "You may be the first elf in the entire history of elves to get married."

Because they are not very sensitive to time and emotions, the elves' minds grow slowly, and they will waste a lot of time on meaningless things over the long years.

In the eyes of the elves, elves under a hundred years old may be similar to children of a few years old. Apart from normal physical development, their mental ability is completely different from that of adult humans.

"I feel like, in a way, Trela ​​is committing a crime."

Luke: ...

When he heard Fulilian's words, he felt uncomfortable, as if he was caught by his parents for falling in love prematurely.

"Not really. My mental age would be at least 22 if I were a human."

"How did you get this data?" Fulilian asked curiously.

Lu Ke thought for a moment and said, "It's hard to say."

If we have to say it was created by a dump truck.

It was already dusk when they returned to the mansion. Under the setting sun that was gradually turning red, Trela ​​was waiting in front of the gate.

When she saw Lu Ke coming back, she went up to him and took his coat, and straightened his collar, neckline and hair that were messed up in the battle, behaving like a particularly virtuous woman.

"You're back, dear."

Her voice is sweet and soft, with a flavor that can make people sick.

"Ah."

Facing his lover who was acting like a demon, Lu Ke just nodded calmly, "Nothing happened at home, right?"

"Ms. Luo Yin had a coughing problem, but she is fine now after asking a monk to come and treat her."

Trela ​​half leaned on Luke's strong chest with a happy look on her face, "You've been out for so long, did you miss me?"

"I was just out for a few hours."

"But I miss you so much when I can't see you for a while..." Fulilian: "..."

Fulilian: "I'm going back to read. See you tomorrow."

This kind of scene and conversation made Fulilian unable to watch, not because she was being fed dog food, but because she always subconsciously equated the beautiful noble girl with a pedophile and a kidnapper.

Facing Frillian's receding back, Trelax retracted her affected gesture, placed her index finger under her eyelids, stuck out her tongue, and made a face.

"Don't you like Flillian?"

Lu Ke watched all this silently and asked in a calm tone.

"She and you are both elves, both know magic, and you two have similar interests and hobbies, and you have been together longer than I have." Trela ​​pouted in dissatisfaction, "What if you two fall in love with each other over time?"

"No, the image of Fulilian in my mind is in a quantum superposition state of elder and daughter. When it comes to magic, she is an elder, and most of the time she is a daughter."

Luke explained in a serious tone, "And I already have you."

The last sentence obviously struck Trela's heart, tears welled up in her eyes, but after a moment she seemed to remember something and looked at Luke with a strange look.

"I remember the last time you read Amir Campbell's letter, he seemed to be talking about his son."

"Frog son." Luke smiled faintly. "There is a kind of frog in my hometown that often travels and sends back strange things to his parents, just like Amir."

"I've never heard of such a strange frog in the world." Trela ​​looked at Luke suspiciously, "Do you like being called dad?"

"There is no such thing."

"dad."

Lu Ke rubbed his brows with a headache, "Don't call me that."

"You are sometimes too serious. Did mother raise you to be like this?"

Trela ​​poked Luke's cheek, then took his arm and walked into his room with a haughty manner amid the envious, jealous, or resentful gazes of many maids.

"No, Lanis basically ignores me, and she is too casual and relaxed. I refuse to be that kind of person from the bottom of my heart."

Luke walked to the desk, opened a magic book and read it carefully. "When you have an unreliable mother, you have to make yourself more reliable. This is probably how my personality changed."

"You may be a little bit disgusted with your mother."

Luke paused for a moment while flipping through the book, recalling Lanis's back as she left, and replied calmly, "I don't hate it."

"That's what I mean by love. Well...if you're willing to be less serious for me, I'll be happy."

As Trela ​​spoke, she placed candles on Luke's desk to ensure that there was enough light to avoid hurting his eyes.

Then she began to tidy up the magic books and magic devices that were randomly placed in the room, prepared the clothes that Luke would wear the next day, and watered the pots of purple flowers by the window.

Lu Ke's room was a very ordinary guest room. He had lived here since he was a child. Although Ms. Luo Yin gradually regarded Lu Ke as her own child and suggested that he move to a better room, Lu Ke, who was used to living in the same room, refused.

Trela's invasion involved all aspects. The day after she devoured the elves, she moved into Luke's room with a lot of things, despite Ms. Royne's disapproving look and the maids' gossip.

"Life should be more romantic."

Trela ​​said this while updating the room.

Replace the bed with a softer and more comfortable one, place a few ornamental plants on the windowsill, and make many beautiful small accessories to decorate the room, so that the old and shabby guest room can be revitalized.

In addition, she never tired of buying a lot of clothes for Luke and playing dress-up games with the elf who had an excellent figure and face. In these harmless things, Luke obeyed and cooperated with his lover's interests.

Folding the page as a mark, Lu Ke rubbed his sore eyes and stood up, intending to stretch his stiff body. As soon as he stood up, he felt a heat on his back and a pair of arms embraced him.

The soft body with body temperature pressed against the elf's well-trained and strong body.

"It's time to rest."

Trela's trembling and shy voice urged her lover to do today's labor activities.

Lu Ke glanced at the magic book he was about to finish reading and hesitated for a moment, "How about you go to bed first?"

"Is the magic book more important or am I more important?"

Luke stopped talking and let Trela ​​lead him to the bed. He stroked her trembling eyelashes and kissed the noble lady's soft and tender lips.

……

puff-

A loud noise was heard in the silent night, and the guard on duty came running over. Thinking that a noble lady lived inside, he hesitated for a moment, and then chose to knock on the door dutifully.

"Master Luke, what happened inside? Do you need help?"

After a while, Luke's voice, which was a little hoarse than usual, came, "Nothing happened. I had a small accident while doing a magic experiment. You can go back."

"Yes."

After the guard left, Luke breathed a sigh of relief and tapped Trela ​​on the head, neither lightly nor heavily.

"I told you not to call me that."

Trela's aqua-blue eyes flickered in the darkness, and she let out a barely audible laugh.

(End of this chapter)