Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 283 My Hand Slipped

The camp of the vanguard legion of the Southern Unified Empire spent several more days in an eerie calm.

The daytime march continued at a leisurely pace, but the nighttime vigilance became increasingly tight, with an atmosphere of impending storm in the air.

One night, it was no different from the previous ones.

Until the second wave of assassins arrived.

Several dark figures, more concealed and more dangerous than before, pounced on Lord and Celia's tent once again.

Their teamwork was extremely cunning; they even used weapons and magical items with anti-magic properties, clearly having learned from their previous assassination attempt, which was completely blocked by Seria's magical shield.

These people even seemed to be determined to take each other down with them.

However, the result was no different.

They were lucky, or perhaps they were deliberately lured into the tent.

Then, all the magical fluctuations inside the tent instantly subsided, leaving only a few extremely brief muffled thuds and one or two cries forcibly choked in the throat.

Then, everything returned to silence.

Lord and Celia walked out slowly, behind them lay several corpses that were rapidly cooling down, their deaths no different from before.

"It seems that the magic within them is triggered passively, rather than remotely controlled."

Lord lured these assassins into the tent to see if the suicide magic within them was being remotely controlled.

In retrospect, it is a very special kind of forbidden magic.

"Are you interested?" Lord turned to look at Celia. "It's not difficult to analyze it."

"Not interested in."

Celia shook her head. She had little interest in this kind of magic that controlled people, and besides, she looked down on such methods.

Soon, the legion commander arrived again with his personal guards, his face ashen.

He stared at the corpse on the ground, his eyes twitching violently. Suppressing his rage, he repeated the utterly unbelievable spiel: "I didn't expect another assassin to disturb you two. It was my oversight..."

This time, Celia did not ignore it as she had before.

His golden eyes turned to the legion commander, a mocking smile curving his lips. Without any warning, he casually flicked his finger forward.

Om-!
A beam of blazing white light, radiating an aura of destruction, instantly tore through the night sky and shot straight at his head.

The legion commander's expression changed drastically.

He was not a mage, and his martial arts skills were only considered above average. Faced with such a terrifying magical attack, he didn't even have time to react and could only feel the aura of death approaching.

Fortunately, he was not alone in facing this challenge.

"Protect the legion commander!"

The several court magicians accompanying him were on high alert. When they saw Seria make her move, they immediately reacted, roared, and did their best to build layers upon layers of magical shields.

Various defensive spells lit up instantly, barely managing to block the white beam of light.

Boom, boom! ! !

A deafening explosion sounded.

The magical shield shattered layer by layer, and the escaping energy shockwaves sent the surrounding soldiers flying.

Finally, after shattering seven layers of defensive magic, the white beam of light finally ran out of energy and dissipated into the air.

The mages were pale, clearly having exhausted a great deal of their magic power.

The legion commander stood there, unharmed, but his forehead was covered in cold sweat and his back was completely soaked.

He looked at Celia, still shaken, his eyes filled with lingering fear and incredulous anger.

"Seria! What do you mean by this?!" the legion commander roared, forgetting even the outward show of respect, trying to use his imposing manner to mask the fear in his heart. Seria gently withdrew her finger, looked at the exasperated legion commander, and shook her head with some regret.

If we kill this legion commander now, it might provoke the vanguard legion to make its move ahead of time.

Unfortunately, it didn't work.

Lord wouldn't allow herself to act again; she understood that guy.

The other party would definitely be willing to give these people another chance, another chance to live.

Whether they can handle it is another matter.

"Don't be nervous, it just slipped," she replied casually, her tone exactly the same as when the other person had just brushed her off.

"Heh! Do you think I'd believe such a flimsy reason? Are you trying to openly oppose my Southern Unified Empire?!"

The legion commander clearly didn't believe it.

A slip of the hand can unleash such a terrifying magical attack?
He had clearly sensed that this damned elf was coming to kill him.

If he hadn't been prepared in advance and arranged for these court magicians to follow him, he would probably be dead by now.

In response to the legion commander's questioning, Seria's mocking smile deepened, and she parted her lips slightly, uttering a few light words:

"so what?"

so what? !
These four simple words are more insulting than any reply.

It was as if the behemoth that was the Southern Unified Empire was nothing more than a clay chicken and a dog in her eyes, something she didn't even bother to look at.

The legion commander was so angry that he trembled all over, his face turned from blue to purple, and his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

What a shame!
He had never been so scorned.

但他不敢动.

Because His Majesty's final order has not yet arrived.

Without the Holy Sword's wielder's permission and without the authorization of the entire army, if he were to act directly now, it would only anger His Majesty and might even make him a scapegoat.

He stared intently at Celie, trying to discern any bluff in her eyes, but all he saw was a cold indifference and a playful anticipation of his move.

This elf... she did it on purpose!

She's deliberately trying to provoke me!

The legion commander suddenly realized this.

But why would she do that? Wasn't she afraid of going to war with the entire elite army of the empire?

Just when the atmosphere had reached its breaking point and was about to explode, Lord's calm voice rang out, breaking the deadly silence.

"Alright, this boring marching game should come to an end now."

His gaze swept over the legion commander and the still-shaken mages behind him: "Your supplies won't last long enough for the northern front. There's no need to pretend to move forward anymore."

Let's set up camp here. We can take this opportunity to see what tricks your emperor is up to.

Or rather, when will he finally reveal the surprise he's prepared for us?

He paused, then looked towards the southern capital.

"In addition, I am still willing to give you another chance. It's not too late to make a choice now, after all, I consider myself a very good person."

The legion commander's face grew even uglier, as if he had swallowed a fly.

As expected, the enemy already knew about their lack of supplies. Even though they had tried their best to keep them away from the wagons carrying supplies, how did they find out?
As for the following paragraph, the legion commander completely ignored it.

(End of this chapter)