Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 301 Changing to a Different Race (Bonus Chapter)
Several days have passed since Carlo gave the magic of immortality to Volamey, and the two have not spoken to each other during that time.

Vlame was studying this magic, trying to find an alternative method, or at least to replace the object absorbing life force with plants.

In this way, the guilt in one's heart will be greatly reduced.

Carlo continued to refine the magic, attempting to offset the cost with greater efficiency.

In the end, the two of them stood in the research room at the same time. The completely perfected magic draft was placed on the table in front of them, but neither of them touched it.

With her back to Carlo, Vlame stood by the window, gazing at the capital city of El. After a long while, as if she had made up her mind, she turned around and looked at Carlo.

“Carlo,” her voice was a little hoarse, “give up this magic.”

Hearing her say this, Carlo's eyes were filled with astonishment and confusion: "Give up? Why? Lord Volame, I've put in so much effort, and it was almost..."

“It is precisely because you are about to succeed that you must give up!” Vlame interrupted him. “I know how much effort you have put in, decades of research, and now that you have finally achieved results, you are naturally unwilling to give up just like that.”

But this magic should not exist in the world, much less among humankind.

Vlame could not imagine the upheaval this magic would cause in the human world if it were to spread.

In particular, how would Teacher Lord look at him when he learned that his disciple was using this method of plundering the lives of others to prolong his own existence?

Any hint of disappointment or anger from Professor Lord was more unbearable for Vlamé than death.

She walked to the workbench, her gaze sweeping over the drafts with a complex expression before finally turning away resolutely.

“Carlo, give up this magic and all research in this field. As compensation, I can give you any type of magic you want to learn in the future.”

“This is not a matter of magic.” Carlo shook his head repeatedly, clearly having no interest in any type of magic that Vlamé was talking about.

"The original text of sacred magic, the original core runes of the world's strongest defensive magic, the Atos Barrier, and even the strongest offensive magic, the Divine Strike—you can choose any of these as long as you are willing to give up your research in this field. Of course, you must never reveal them to anyone else."

Vlame took a deep breath and continued to state his conditions.

To prevent Carlo from revealing this magic to more people, and to prevent the other party from continuing to research related fields, Vlame went all out, even if it meant shamelessly begging Professor Lord a few more times.

Gudong!

Carlo swallowed hard. All the magic that Vlame proposed were areas that humanity most wanted to study.

Especially the original core runes of the Atos Barrier.

This is completely different from the rune that Ryder got from Lady Seria.

With these core runes, it might be possible to replicate the same type of defensive magic. Although its power would certainly not be as great as that released by the Holy Sword Atos, it would definitely be stronger than most defensive magic in the world.

However, Carlo ultimately refused.

"I'm sorry, Lord Vlamé, but I still want to continue perfecting this magic, and besides, it's about immortality! Doesn't Lord Vlamé want to live forever?" Carlo asked somewhat agitatedly.

“I can’t… use other people’s lives to pave my way to the future,” Vlamé said softly, as if speaking to Carlo, or perhaps trying to convince herself. “But I don’t want to die, Carlo. I want to live, to see with my own eyes the end of magic, to see…”

Carlo didn't say the last thing about Professor Lord, but he sensed the obsession hidden in her words.

“In that case, Lord Vlame should join me in optimizing this magic!”

“No, it’s unnecessary now.” Vlame refused without the slightest hesitation.

No matter how it's optimized, the fact remains that the target of absorption is a living being, and specifically, an intelligent species. The life force contained in ordinary cats and dogs simply cannot meet the requirements. Vlame couldn't accept this.

Since we can't truly live forever like our teachers, we should at least stay in the prime of our lives.

This is something that Vlamé has been thinking about for some time now.

She would study the field of solidification magic, so that her body and even her appearance could remain forever at their most beautiful moment.

However, this cannot change the passing of life within one's body.

Therefore, when her life comes to an end, she will use solidification magic to completely seal herself away, as if she were in a deep sleep.

Perhaps a miracle will happen at some point in the future, but until then, at least she can exist in her most perfect form.

This is a compromise that is almost self-deceptive, but for Vlamé, it is the best effort he can make above the bottom line of morality.

She wanted to be by Lord's side, and even if it was just in this way, she would be content.

She could not accept appearing before him old and ugly, nor could she accept her complete demise.

Carlo had no idea what Vlamé was thinking. He just looked at Vlamé and saw the resignation in her eyes, and his brows furrowed tightly.

He couldn't understand what Lord Vlamé was thinking.

In his view, magical research should transcend secular ethics, and the pursuit of the ultimate answer is the only goal.

Although he initially had the same concerns as Lord Vlamé, with Ariel's encouragement during this time, he has become much more open-minded.

He was very grateful for Miss Ariel's help.

This even led to a bold idea.

“Lord Vlamé, you’re too conservative.” Carlo shook his head, his tone tinged with disapproval. “I’ve clearly touched upon the real answer, why should I give up?!”

He stepped forward and lowered his voice: "You're worried about sacrificing the lives of your own kind, right? Then... what if we were a different race?"

Vlame paused slightly: "Change to another race?"

“Yes!” Carlo’s speech quickened. “Human life force is indeed pure, but the total amount is too small, and the conversion efficiency of this magic is so low that the cost and the gain are completely unequal. But… what about those long-lived species?”

"Are you crazy?!" Vlame's expression changed drastically, and he shouted sharply to stop her.

When Carlo mentioned the immortal race, the first thing that came to her mind was the elves.

As a world-renowned long-lived species, probably no other race can surpass it in lifespan.

"Carlo! You can't even think about such a thing!"

The elves are quite powerful, especially since the demons secretly attacked them before. Now the Elven Kingdom is keeping a very close watch on its precious elves.

Every so often, a large number of elven warriors are sent to patrol the elven villages throughout the continent to prevent a recurrence of what happened before.

If Carlo's idea were to be followed, the consequences would be extremely serious, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it could even provoke a war.

At that point, let alone the elves, I'm afraid Teacher Seria will be the first to not let him off the hook.

(End of this chapter)