Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 254 Continental Magic Association
Fidel's quick agreement was exactly what Lord had expected.

This king was a wise man, though he had made a mistake by mistakenly trusting Grao'sam, which led to the loss and even corruption of the Light of Elsword.

If Lord hadn't arrived in time, Shurahart might have been able to draw upon even more of El Light's power, which would have made things even more complicated.

Lord is deliberately dragging his feet partly to punish the other party.

This should teach him a lesson.

After all, Norn had given orders that the Light of Elsword should not be used except in times of national annihilation, and that no one was allowed to spy on it even on ordinary days.

The concern is that its location might be discovered by malicious individuals, potentially leading to serious consequences.

Fidel clearly disobeyed this order, bringing Grausam directly to the Light of Elsword and giving him the opportunity to touch the holy sword.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party was a descendant of Norn, Lord would have really wanted to give him a few big slaps.

"In that case, I thank Your Majesty for your strong support." Lord nodded slightly, setting the tone for this brief meeting.

"That's natural, but there are some things I feel I need to clarify beforehand. If you have a conflict with St. Katia Magic Academy, the Empire will not intervene."

Lord and Celia want to establish a magic association that includes all the magicians on the continent, which will inevitably lead to some conflicts with the most famous magic academy on the continent, St. Katia.

As for Fidel, neither side was someone he could afford to antagonize, so he naturally wouldn't choose to side with either.

Of course, if Lord is willing to commit to involving the Magic Association in the politics of the Kingdom of El, then everything will be different.

"His Majesty seems to really want mages involved in politics. Why is that?"

When Lord was writing the magic book, he and Norn discussed how to avoid future wars involving large numbers of mages at the national level. So, they subtly advised aspiring mages to focus on their magical path.

St. Katia Magic Academy is a good example.

They do not participate in any internal human conflicts, and even prohibit students within the academy from serving other countries.

Only when faced with attacks from foreign races, especially demons, will the other side take action and send out mages to defend against the demons.

“Alas!” Fidel sighed heavily. “To be honest, Your Excellency, in recent years, the Southern Unified Empire has incorporated most of its mages into the court mage ranks. This means that on the battlefield, the enemy will deploy a large army of mages, and ordinary countries have no chance of resisting.”

“Really? I understand.” Lord nodded, his face expressionless.

In the days that followed, the entire capital of the Kingdom of El was bustling with activity.

Emperor Fidel personally oversaw the project, designating an area near the royal city as the site for the Magic Association.

A large number of craftsmen and supplies began to converge there, and the outline of a magnificent building soon appeared on the horizon.

Lord and Celia naturally became the core of the entire project.

Celia was particularly serious about it. When Lord asked why, she explained that she might be staying in this tower for hundreds of years to come, so naturally it had to be designed to suit her own tastes.

During these busy days, the subtle atmosphere among them continued.

Celia and Lord's relationship grew increasingly close and natural.

Ella occasionally witnessed the two teachers interacting intimately, which surprised her greatly.

This was the first time she had ever seen her teacher, Celie, display such a wide range of expressions; she almost didn't seem like an elf anymore.

Frilian would occasionally tilt her head and ask casually, "Is the way humans express affection by biting each other's lips? It feels a bit strange." Vlame, on the other hand, perfectly played the role of a disciple.

She occasionally assists Lord with some work, continues to study Celie's magical knowledge, and contributes her share to the various affairs of the Construction Association.

His interactions with Lord were limited to magic and matters related to the association. His tone and attitude returned to their original state, and he no longer overstepped any boundaries.

She would even bring Ella along to instruct Frilian on magic.

However, whenever she saw Lord and Celia being affectionate, she would still lower her head and try her best not to look at the scene.

Her long red hair concealed all her emotions, burying her unwavering determination deep within her heart.

Lord tried to talk to her several times, but she turned him away with various excuses.

She was like a taut string, putting all her energy into the task at hand, not giving herself any chance to relax or overthink.

On this day, the main building of the association was already taking shape.

Emperor Fidel enthusiastically invited Lord and Seria to inspect the progress together, with Vlame and Ella also accompanying them.

Looking at the towering building that seemed to reach for the sky, Fidel couldn't help but exclaim, "How exciting! I wonder if Lady Celia and Lord Adler have already chosen a name for this future magical sanctuary?"

All eyes were on Lord and Celia.

Lord glanced at Celia, seeing the eager expression on her face, and remembering her terrible naming skills, he wanted to say something, but Celia beat him to it before he could speak.

"Let's call it the Continental Magic Association!"

really.

Lord instinctively covered his forehead.

“Um,” Fidel tried to ask for the specific reason, “that, Lady Celie, is there any deeper meaning to this name?”

He tried hard to think about the meaning behind the name, but couldn't recall it at all.

"What does it mean?" Celia tilted her head in confusion. "Nothing! I just thought that since it's a magic association that covers the entire continent, it would be more natural to call it the Continental Magic Association. It's straightforward, isn't it?"

Fidel: "."

This is way too easy!
He turned to Lord for help, trying to get the other man to say something.

Lord turned his head, trying to avoid looking at Fidel. "I think it's fine."

"Hmph! After all, I named it!" Celia puffed out her chest with some pride, clearly very satisfied with the name.

Even Ella clapped and chimed in, "As expected of Teacher Celie!"

Frillie nodded in agreement. "Indeed."

Seeing that no one had any objections, Fidel had no choice but to shut up. As far as he was concerned, as long as the Magic Association could provide the Kingdom of El with a steady stream of magicians, that was enough.

Only in this way could they maintain a certain advantage under the threat of the unified southern empire.

(End of this chapter)