Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 114: Setting out to find Celiai

"But it shouldn't be a problem, right? It's also possible that Miss Celia is simply traveling to the West," Norn added hastily, not wanting Lord to worry too much.

"Give me some more time."

In order to come to the Kingdom of El, Lord spent a lot of effort.

Fortunately, when he was swallowed by the black mud, he, like Celia and the others, accidentally triggered the teleportation array and teleported himself to a relatively hidden underground cave.

It was there that Lord could reshape his body without being disturbed.

Although he has adapted to this body now, he still needs to accumulate magic power from scratch, so Lord must ensure that he has a certain ability to protect himself before setting out to find Celie.

Some time passed.

Winter has come to Ai'er City again, and snowflakes are falling, turning the entire city pure white.

In the basement, Elsword still radiated a warm glow of faith, and Lord had recovered one-third of his previous strength.

He raised his hand, spread his five fingers, and a gentle wave of magical power flowed through his palm, expanding and contracting freely as his mind moved.

Norn still stood quietly by the side, wearing a thick coat.

"It seems that you have recovered well." There was a smile in Norn's old voice.

As expected of Mr. Lord, he was able to recover so much magic power in such a short time. Now the opponent's strength is probably not inferior to mine.

Only if you hold Elsword can you defeat him for sure.

Lord gathered his magic power and opened his eyes.

He looked at Norn, an old friend who had exhausted all his efforts for the kingdom and his best friend and whose life was beginning to come to an end, and indescribable complex emotions surged in his heart.

If nothing unexpected happens, I will actually be as gray-haired as Norn is now.

It’s just that I found a way to live forever.

Feeling reluctant, Lord said, "Noen, do you want to live longer?"

He still remembered the magic of absorbing vitality, and if Norn wanted to learn it, he would teach him.

But Lord was worried that his actions would lead his old friend to the same fate as Eric.

At that time, there was nothing I could do but to see him off for the last time.

"Like you? But the Life Authority shouldn't be able to reshape another person's body, right?"

Norn stared at Lord's still young face, and his expression did not change at all because of his words.

"Yes, but I have another way to prolong people's lifespan, but..."

"But the price will be very heavy, right?" Noen immediately guessed what Lord was going to say next.

"Yes, you might not notice it at first, but as time goes by, after a hundred or two hundred years, your soul will be eroded, and eventually you will become obsessed with just thinking about how to survive."

After hearing what Lord said, Noen suddenly laughed.

There is a kind of open-mindedness in the laughter.

He shook his head slowly, his wrinkled eyes relaxed, and a calm light flashed in his eyes.

"Lord, Lord," Norn's voice was calm but remarkably firm. "Have you forgotten? I witnessed with my own eyes how Eric was gradually corrupted. I would rather die as a human than become like this, someone who would do anything to survive!"

He walked to the window and looked at the snowflakes falling outside.

"Look at this city," Norn said softly, "behind every light is an ordinary person working hard to live. Human life is truly short. We strive to live our lives to the fullest and leave everything for the next generation. That's why humanity has reached this point today. Birth, aging, sickness, and death are what humans should be like."

Lord looked at his old friend's back in silence.

"I'm sorry." He understood his old friend's feelings; perhaps he hadn't considered things carefully.

"No need to apologize!" Norn turned around and deliberately joked, "If I live too long, won't I have to deal with more and more government affairs? I might as well die sooner!"

Lord couldn't help but smile.

Of course he knew that Norn was joking to comfort him.

"I understand." Lord nodded. "Then let me help you recuperate. The power of the holy book can heal the hidden injuries in your body."

Norn did not refuse this time.

As Lord cast his spell, he felt the warm magic coming from the other party, and even this aging body began to emit some vitality again.

Although he knew that this was just an illusion.

I have experienced too many battles and adventures in my youth, and this body is now riddled with holes.

If I hadn't learned the magic in the scriptures, I would probably have been lying sick in bed and would have found it difficult to even stand up.

He stretched out his hand covered with age spots and felt the warm magic coming from Lord's palm.

The power was very warm, just like the legendary hero before him.

"Speaking of which," Norn said casually, "I just received news this morning that someone saw Miss Celia in a forest not far from the God's Fall."

As Celie continued to explore the entire continent, the other party's reputation became more and more famous.

He already has the title of the most powerful magician in the world.

Although he is still some distance away from being the strongest magician in history, he is an elf, and as time goes by, the magic power in his body will increase.

In the end, he will definitely become the most powerful magician that he deserves!

"She is getting closer and closer to the place where the gods fell!" Lord stood up and moved quickly.

In an instant, Norn understood what Lord meant and nodded: "Are you leaving?"

"Yeah! I have to go."

He looked at Norn, and that look made the latter understand that any dissuasion was useless, although he himself had no intention of dissuading him.

"Then let me give it to you!"

"That's not necessary." Lord wanted to refuse but was interrupted by Norn.

"It's necessary. After all, this may be our last farewell."

After hearing Norn's calm words, Lord stopped talking and let the other party escort him out of the city.

Both of them were in disguise, so it didn't cause any sensation.

"Norn," Lord said in a serious voice, "take good care of the kingdom, and... take good care of yourself."

"I will."

Lord took one last look at his old friend, and without any extra farewell, he strode out of this human country.

Norn looked at the place where Lord disappeared, and only after his footprints were covered by the snow did he slowly move his body, wrapping his coat tightly around him.

Until the end, he still failed to discuss Eric's matter with Lord, and perhaps even he himself had not made up his mind.

But ultimately, that decision still has to be made.

The best option is to bid farewell to your old friend and let him rest in peace.

(End of this chapter)