Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 223 A Bold Proposal
After all, angering a powerful elven magician would do them no good.

Moreover, the old bishop saw a hint of familiarity in the magic released by Ella.

When he was young, he traveled around the continent and saw the legendary elf somewhere.

And the Ella in front of him had a hint of the other person's shadow.

Finally, under the complicated gaze of Bishop Casarius, Volame silently carried Fulilian on his back again, and Ella followed her without saying a word, and the two walked out of the magnificent hall step by step.

Volame carried Fulilian on his back and walked aimlessly. Ella followed beside him. She wanted to speak several times but kept her mouth shut after seeing Volame's expression.

Fulilian's life is slipping away rapidly like the sand in an hourglass.

For some reason, Volame felt a strong sense of unwillingness and frustration.

It was obviously the first time that I met the elf girl in front of me, so why was I so concerned about her?
Volame didn't know either.

She only knew that she could not save her, and even the famous priests among humans could not save her.

"Folamei," Ella finally spoke, looking a little hesitant, "or maybe just forget it."

Ella didn't understand why Volame was so concerned about an elf he met for the first time, especially since the elf was now beyond cure. Giving up was the best option.

"No!" Volame shook her head slowly, her tone full of determination, "I want to save her!" Even she herself didn't know why.

"." Ella finally shut her mouth.

Human beings are truly a strange species. They actually cherish the life they meet for the first time.

I don’t know how Teacher Celia and Teacher Lord have been getting along for a thousand years.

Just as Ella's thoughts drifted away, Volame beside her actually thought of the same thing as her.

"Teacher" seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and Volame stopped, "Teacher Lord! Teacher Celie!"

"Yes! Teacher, they can definitely do it! They are so powerful that they have even killed gods. There must be some way to completely purify the polluting power in Fulilian's body!"

Volame's voice trembled with emotion.

However, Ella beside her said mercilessly: "But where are they?"

The two teachers had left the forest and embarked on a journey like them, and they had no idea where the other was now.

"We can use magic letters." Volame said.

The magic letters they had exchanged with Lord before had the function of positioning and tracking, and they could use this method to find the two teachers.

"Too far! Judging from the time of the letter, they are probably thousands of miles away from us, and Fulilian only has three days.

Even if we travel day and night and use the fastest flying magic, there is no way we can get there within three days!
What’s more…” She glanced at Fu Lilian, who was still unconscious on Volame’s back, “She can’t withstand such a long and bumpy journey in her current state.”

Volame did not reply.

Yeah, it's too far.

Is it really possible to just watch Fulilian die like this?
At this moment, Ella's gaze inadvertently swept across the sky above the city.

There, a huge magical barrier, like an upside-down bowl, enveloped the entire city.

The light of the barrier is very stable, gathering the huge source of magic power accumulated by all the magic circles in the entire city, and possesses unimaginable magical power.

Seeing Volame's unwavering expression, an extremely audacious idea instantly formed in her mind. "Volame, did Teacher Celia teach you teleportation magic?"

"Yes, and they also taught me the most advanced directional teleportation magic, but it's basically useless. After all, the magic power required is too huge, and a single magician simply can't bear it."

"Look there!" Ella pointed to the sky above the city.

Volame looked in the direction of her finger and saw the huge magic barrier. He was slightly stunned, then his eyes widened and he instantly understood Ella's intention.

"You...you mean," Volame said in disbelief, "to use the magic power of this barrier?"

"That's right!" Ella nodded heavily.

Even she herself didn't know why she suddenly had such a bold idea. Perhaps she was infected by Volame's desire to save the elf girl in front of her.

"The magical power contained in this city's barrier is unimaginably vast. If we can draw upon a portion of it, it would be enough to power an ultra-long-distance directional teleportation spell, sending Fulilian directly to Lord Lord and Teacher Celie!"

Directional teleportation magic is a modified version of ordinary teleportation magic.

It was created by Lord on a whim over a thousand years ago, with the idea of ​​being able to summon Org anytime and anywhere.

However, because the amount of magic power consumed by teleportation magic was too terrifying, he only used it once during an experiment.

As for teleporting living people, he had never tried it.

Now, what Ella has to do is to use this magic to teleport Frillian to Lord.

This idea is crazy!

Not to mention how to secretly obtain the strictly guarded magic source of the barrier, just building a teleportation array that can accurately locate across a distance of tens of millions of miles is frighteningly complicated.

Although Volame had learned this magic, he was not sure that it would succeed.

Once the magic power gets out of control and the teleportation array collapses, Fulilian will be torn into pieces by the spatial turbulence in an instant.

"No! This is too dangerous!" Volame objected subconsciously. "Not to mention the consequences of stealing the magic source here, if we fail, Fulilian will be torn to pieces by the power of space."

"Then she can only wait for death!" Ella said coldly, "She has no time left. She will die in three days, and she will also die if the transmission fails. Apart from Lord Lord and Teacher Celia, who else in this world can save her!?
Volame, the decision is yours, and I have no objection to whatever decision you make."

Ella's words left Volame without a response for a long time.

She lowered her head, looked at Fulilian's pale sleeping face, and felt her breathing, which was so weak that it almost disappeared.

She remembered Fulilian's eyes when she asked her "Why are you so strong?"

Is this girl, who, like herself, has just experienced the destruction of her home, going to be deprived of even the last glimmer of hope to survive?
Volame was in a fierce struggle.

Ella didn't urge her anymore, but just looked at Volame quietly, waiting for her reply.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe just a moment, or maybe as long as a century.

Volame raised his head, the hesitation in his eyes disappeared, replaced by an unusual determination.

Her gaze swept across the city barrier, finally landing back on Fulilian's face:

"Sister Ella, let's do it!"

(End of this chapter)