Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 317 The Celestial Kingdom and Olivia

Vlame stood at the entrance to the underground labyrinth, his eyes fixed on the entrance.

She had been here for a long time, but apart from the members of the initial exploration team of the allied forces, no other creature had ever come out of it.

The same applies to the demons.

She could even feel the lingering magical energy from the previous battle still present in the air deep within the labyrinth.

The enormous creature that dwelled in the abyss was indeed incredibly powerful, possessing not only hard scales but also the ability to unleash devastating energy breaths. However, it ultimately failed to pose a real threat to Vlame's life.

However, the creature's cunning exceeded her expectations. Seeing that it was starting to lose ground, it did not hesitate to give up the fight and, relying on its familiarity with the terrain, plunged headfirst into the abyss below.

Vlame wanted to give chase, but her opponent disappeared as soon as she entered the water. In addition, the underground river was very complicated, so she eventually gave up the idea of ​​pursuing him.

The reason she stayed there for so long was not for the escaped creature, but for Carlo, who fell into the abyss right before her eyes.

The mage she wanted to use memory magic to prevent him from revealing his secrets ultimately disappeared in this underground labyrinth.

She hoped that Carlo would somehow manage to escape from that dark labyrinth.

If he shows up, Vlame can proceed with the original plan to erase his related memories, instead of letting things end in this uncertain way.

However, she had been waiting for a long time.

During this time, she tried to venture deeper into the underground labyrinth again, repeatedly scanning the area with wide-range detection magic, and even discovered the ancient creature's figure again.

But the person she was looking for never appeared.

"So... he really did die inside."

Vlame muttered to himself, and the glimmer of hope in his heart vanished.

This is not a good result, but it is precisely the most perfect solution.

A complex emotion spread through her heart.

She sighed softly, deciding to wait a little longer. If she still couldn't find him, she would have to accept the fact and end it all.

While waiting, out of boredom, she looked up and unconsciously gazed at the sky.

The vast sky and ocean stretched as far as ever, but within this expanse, a tiny, almost imperceptible black dot caught her attention.

It wasn't a bird, but something much stranger.

It hovered high in the sky, and if Vlamé hadn't had eyesight far exceeding that of an ordinary person, he would have almost overlooked it.

"What is that?" My curiosity was instantly ignited.

Without much hesitation, Vlame channeled his magic and cast a flight spell, flying towards the small black dot.

She initially thought the black dot was not far away, but as she climbed higher, she realized that it was actually thousands of meters in the air!
The air began to thin and grow cold, and the magic power required to maintain flight increased exponentially, making it incredibly difficult even for someone as strong as her.

Finally, just as she was about to reach her limit in flight, the object suspended in the sky came into clear view before her.

In that instant, Vlamé's eyes were filled with shock.

That was a city.

A complete city built from some kind of pure white stone!
It floats silently thousands of meters in the air, like a forgotten country, with ruins and desolation everywhere. Some buildings have collapsed, and many houses are covered with cracks, resembling a dead city.

The moment he saw the city clearly, a nearly forgotten word flashed into Vlame's mind—the Skywing Clan!

In the mythological era, there was a powerful race with wings on their backs, who had a close relationship with the gods, but ultimately left this world for unknown reasons.

The kingdom they inhabit is a "high heavenly divine kingdom" that floats in the sky.

Could it be that... this seemingly completely abandoned city was once the dwelling place of the Skywing Clan?

Her heart beat faster involuntarily.

Vlame recalled that in the occasional mentions of god-slaying stories by Professor Lord and Professor Celie, there seemed to have indeed been a Skywing companion.

However, the specific name and deeds of that being have long since disappeared into the past, and the world knows very little about them.

A strong sense of curiosity arose, and Vlame adjusted his direction, flying towards the city.

The closer she got, the more breathtaking the interplay of splendor and ruin became. However, just as her figure drew nearer to the white city...

boom!
Vlame felt as if he had crashed into an invisible wall, and he almost lost control of his flying magic, his body swaying.

She managed to steady herself, and with a look of surprise and uncertainty, she reached out and touched a smooth, transparent barrier.

Vlame immediately realized that this was a defensive barrier that enveloped the entire Sky City, isolating it from any outside intruders.

Vlame found this barrier somewhat troublesome.

Or should we force it off?

However, this barrier looks very sturdy, and breaking it would require a considerable amount of magic power, and even the use of high-level attack magic.

This wouldn't be a problem on the ground, but this is thousands of meters in the air. Just maintaining flight would consume a lot of magic power, and then wasting magic power to attack the barrier would be even worse.
Moreover, it is still unknown whether the barrier can be successfully broken. If it triggers a violent reaction, thereby attracting a counterattack or the Skywing Clan, then it will be troublesome.

Although the Skywing Clan has left this world, such a large-scale barrier should theoretically require a sufficiently powerful mage to maintain it. Perhaps there are Skywing Clan members left in this city.

"Perhaps... it really is just an empty city?"

Vlame glanced at the city before him again; it was a scene of decay and ruin, with not a single person in sight.

"Let's give it a try," she reassured herself, tentatively conjuring a light gun and firing it at the barrier.

The light gun struck the transparent barrier, creating only a barely perceptible ripple before dissipating completely, leaving the barrier completely still.

Vlame's expression also turned serious; the strength of this barrier was somewhat beyond his expectations.

But she did not give up. As a mage proficient in various magics, she was also very familiar with magic barriers. Since she could not break them by force in a short time, she might as well find another way.

She closed her eyes, placed her hands on the barrier, and carefully sensed the way its energy flowed.

"This is... the foundation of holy magic?" After a moment, she opened her eyes, a hint of relief flashing in them. Although holy magic was not her major, she happened to possess its most core original runes, and although this barrier was powerful, its construction principle did not completely deviate from this framework.

Having found the entry point, the next step is to crack it.

Finally, through her tireless efforts, a small opening, barely large enough for one person to pass through, temporarily appeared in the seemingly indestructible barrier in front of her.

Vlame didn't dare to delay and quickly crawled inside.

In the very center of the city, inside a magnificent hall that serves as its core and is one of the few remaining undamaged structures, a winged girl kneels quietly before a statue of a goddess with a blurred face.

With her eyes closed and her hands clasped together in front of her chest, her outstanding appearance and the wings on her back clearly indicated her identity as a member of the Skywing Clan.

The moment Vlame broke through the barrier and stepped into the city, the girl's tightly closed eyes snapped open.

At this moment, her eyes were filled with surprise. In the solitude of a thousand years, this forgotten divine kingdom was being disturbed for the first time by an outside presence.

Who is it that can break through the barrier constructed by the sacred magical scripture?
Could it be Lord Lord?
She stood up, spread her wings, and took off without any unnecessary movements, flying swiftly towards that aura.

On the other side, Vlame was walking cautiously through the empty city.

The view was desolate, with all the buildings in a dilapidated state, as if they had been damaged by a turmoil. It seemed that the passage of time alone could not have caused such widespread destruction.

After all, the houses here are made of special materials, which should be able to withstand the erosion of time.

Could it be that the Skywing Clan experienced some kind of upheaval before they left?
While marveling at the former glory of this sky city, Vlamé became even more convinced that it was now a ghost town.

However, just as she cast her flight magic to explore the highest hall in the city center, an irresistible force suddenly descended.

This is a special magic-suppressing barrier, and the wind elemental magic she relied on for flight was instantly dispelled.

"Oops!"

Vlamay was startled, and his body fell uncontrollably from several meters above the ground.

"Oh!"

She fell onto the hard stone slab; although it wasn't a great height, it still made her bottom ache.

She rubbed her sore bottom and angrily looked up, ready to see what had happened, but froze on the spot.

A beautiful girl with wings on her back stood before her, her golden eyes scrutinizing her without any emotion.

"..."

Vlame opened his mouth, but for a moment he was too embarrassed to say anything.

She hadn't expected that there were actually still living Skywing Clan members here, even though it looked like a dead city.

“Intruder,” the girl’s voice broke the silence, “state your purpose.” A dangerous golden light was gathering at her fingertips; clearly, she would decide whether to act based on Vlame’s answer.

Vlamé naturally noticed the other party's movements. Although he was no weaker than the other party in terms of strength, he was in the wrong first, and Vlamé was not the kind of person who was unreasonable.

So she waved her hand and smiled, "This is a misunderstanding, Your Excellency of the Skywing Clan. My name is Vlame, and I am just a passing mage who happened to discover this Sky City. Out of curiosity, I took the liberty of trying to enter. I had absolutely no malicious intent!"

As she quickly explained, she secretly assessed the other party's strength, concluding that they were very strong, with an ancient kind of strength.

However, they are probably no match for him.

After all, he was a disciple of both Professor Lord and Professor Celia. How could there be anyone in the world stronger than him?

Of course, the two teachers are an exception!
There's also the mysterious and unpredictable Demon King, whom I've never met, so I'll exclude him for now. And then there's Kraft, the legendary and powerful warrior I've met once before; it seems I wouldn't be able to defeat him if he got close.

So it seems like there are quite a few things I can't beat?
Meanwhile, in response to Vlame's explanation, the Skywing Clan tilted their heads slightly, "Curious? Meaningless behavior. For thousands of years, no one has been able to break through the barrier of the divine kingdom. What methods did you use to break in?"

The light at her fingertips solidified, clearly indicating that she didn't believe the story and was preparing to take action.

“I possess the original runes of holy magic!” Vlame quickly explained, showing the runes.

The original text of sacred magic was given to Master Lord by the goddess in the past, and then Master Lord interpreted it and passed it on to humans and other races.

As the other party's disciple, it is perfectly reasonable for me to possess these runes, and even the Skywing Clan cannot find fault with it.

Upon seeing the runes displayed by Vlame, the Skywing Clan member stopped what she was doing. She leaned forward slightly, carefully sensing the familiar aura within the original runes that Vlame was displaying.

Although she was extremely indifferent, she would never admit to being wrong.

This is... the aura of Celie and Lord Lord!

The coldness in her eyes began to fade at a visible speed.

“You…” The Skywing girl softened her tone, “Why is there the aura of Celia in your runes? And another one…” She didn’t say the name directly.

Vlamé naturally noticed the change in the other party's attitude and was overjoyed: "You know Teacher Celie? I am her student!"

"Is that so?" The Skywing girl murmured to herself, having received the answer she wanted. "And there's another aura?"

"That's the aura of Teacher Lord, and I'm also her disciple!" Vlame quickly revealed this crucial identity, hoping to completely dispel the misunderstanding.

"Lord Lord..." the Skywing girl repeated the name softly, her eyes instantly becoming incredibly complex, "So you're still alive after all."

She had known all along that Lord Lord was still alive, and even though he had been completely devoured by the corrupting divine power, she had always believed it.

The reason is simple: the connection of the life magic circle within one's body has not been severed.

At the same time, the hostility surrounding her vanished completely. "Are you Lord Lord and Seria's disciple?" she asked again, her tone now completely gentle, even carrying a hint of concern.

"Absolutely true!"

Vlame nodded vigorously, secretly wondering to himself, "Could this Skywing Clan member be the legendary companion who adventured with the teachers, someone they know?"
The Skywing girl remained silent for a moment, seemingly calming her inner thoughts.

She looked at Vlamée again carefully, as if trying to see those two old friends from her distant memories through her.

Finally, she nodded slightly, which was considered her formal acceptance of Vlame's identity.

“My name is Olivia,” she said, her voice still cold but no longer carrying any oppressive feeling, as if stating a simple fact. “I am a member of Lord Lord’s kin, and a companion who fought alongside him to kill the false god.”

(End of this chapter)