Fulilian: Becomes a disciple of Celia at the beginning

Gut replied humorously to the guard, and after accepting the identity certificate issued by the [Continental Magic Association], he looked around outside the venue.

Soon, a parked carriage was found not far from the city gate.

And from the carriage, Gut also sensed the familiar fluctuations of magic. Teacher Sellie should be in the carriage at this moment.

However, Gut walked straight towards the carriage, unaware of this.

Celia's magic power was not only revealed in front of his disciple.

In the sky thousands of meters away from here, one of the demon clan's [Seven Collapse Sages], the Miracle Graosam, stared in horror at the direction of Celie below.

"Even at this distance, they were able to detect me and launch a warning attack."

Covering the wound on his waist that was pierced by unknown magic, Miracle Graosam felt like retreating.

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Chapter 33 Teacher, I will do something extreme to you later, so you will not forget my shortcomings

[Xinshiji - 21 BC]

[Oissast] Outside the city, Yuru area.

The carriage, made of solid materials, was driving on a dirt road in the suburbs. Thanks to the large wheels and the leather cushioning between the carriages, the carriage did not feel bumpy even though the road conditions were poor.

The master and the disciple sat face to face on two rows of wooden chairs. Gut was flipping through the magic book in his hand, and occasionally writing and drawing on the table in the middle.

Celia, who was sitting opposite him, was leaning against the side of the carriage, resting her elbows on the window, gazing into the distance.

"Did you run away?"

"I was unexpectedly targeted by the demons during this trip. Could it be that I haven't taken action for too long, causing the demons to forget their fear of me, or..."

Celie glanced at her disciple Gut who was sitting across from her.

"Or is it that this disciple of mine has created a future they cannot accept?"

"That's all."

Celia, who found it difficult to make a judgment, simply stopped paying attention to it. After all, it was not her but the demons who needed to avoid the attack.

I have my own disciples to protect, and if there are any ignorant demons who come forward to provoke me, I can just kill them.

It just so happens that it can add some fun to this boring journey.

But it is obvious that the decision-makers of the demon clan are not brainless fools.

Since the lurking of [Miracle Graosam] was discovered, no more demons came to die until dusk.

As the slight bumps in the carriage were noticeably weakened, the driver turned around and knocked on the carriage.

Seeing this, Gut, who was sitting next to him, quickly reached out and pulled open the curtain of the carriage and looked at the coachman.

"Uncle, is there something wrong?"

"Haha," the driver laughed heartily. "Don't be nervous. It's not a big deal."

"I believe you have also felt that the dirt road beneath us has been hardened, and the carriage is driving much smoother than before."

"We're on the official road now. Not far ahead is the outpost transit station for Oissast, the fortress city of Frisch."

"It is the defensive stronghold of the entire region and has extremely strict security controls."

"So I'm reminding you in advance to prepare your identification documents and check whether there are any prohibited items in your belongings."

"After all, the guards there often open boxes and check passengers' belongings."

"So that's it."

Gut nodded to the coachman, said thank you and got into the carriage.

"Teacher, not far ahead"

"No need to repeat yourself, I can hear you."

Celia, who had been meditating with her eyes closed, opened them and said, "Besides, I've been to this place countless times."

"Ok."

Gut answered helplessly. It seemed that the teacher still had a little anger in his heart because of what happened last night.

So throughout the day, I often scolded myself with words.

However, this kind of teacher seems even cuter.

Resisting the urge to rub the teacher's ears a few times, Gut unfolded the map and checked the carriage's route for the day.

Since Teacher Celie's goal was to reach the [Holy City - Heutralu] as soon as possible, rather than retracing the footsteps of the original conquest of the Demon King like Frillian and her group in the plot, she did not take a detour and went directly to the [Fortress City - Frisch], the outpost transit station of [Oissast].

There were no detours through the Offen Mountains, the Roja Road and the Kula region.

However, when Gut looked towards the Kula area, his eyes flickered for a moment.

Because he had stopped at this place when he was heading to Oissast.

After all, Gut was riding in a caravan.

Since it is a caravan, in order to maximize profits, it is inevitable to stop at various settlements along the way to sell goods and replenish supplies.

As a result, Gut met Grandpa Furu, the dwarf warrior who had guarded the village for three hundred years, outside the village.

After noticing the prying eyes, Furu looked back at Gut among the crowd in the caravan.

How should I describe it? That look doesn't look like what an old man on his deathbed should have.

It's terrible.

The sudden recollection of Grandpa Frew reminded Gut of his story in the plot.

Because of his promise and love to his human wife, he guarded the village after her death until his own passing.

But when Frew reached the end of his life, he had forgotten his wife's face and voice due to the erosion of time. All he could think of in his mind was a vague figure and an action that he had adhered to for hundreds of years.

Fortunately, after talking with his old friend, Fulilian, he recalled a glimpse of his wife's "back" in his dream.

Gut tapped his fingers on the Kula area on the map a few times, thought for a while, and then asked a question to his teacher Celia.

"teacher."

"If you want to forget someone, what do you forget about him/her first?"

"Is it the voice? Or the appearance? Or perhaps... the characteristics?"

"Neither." Celie shook her head in denial.

“It’s a shortcoming.”

“When you forget a person, the first thing you forget is his or her shortcomings.”

As Celie spoke, a hint of nostalgia appeared on her face.

"Gut, I have had many disciples."

"Their voices, their looks, their characteristics, and even their favorite magic are all still deeply engraved in my mind."

"But their only shortcoming is that I can't seem to remember it clearly."

"Just like Volame."

"In my memory, she is still the little girl who was only as tall as my waist. She loved to hold my hand, lead me through the flower fields, and then stand among the bouquets and tell me her dreams loudly."

"He seems to be a very obedient and idealistic child."

"But I seem to have a memory that I've almost forgotten."

"Folamei also had a rebellious phase, and it seems she gave me a lot of headaches. She was far from being as obedient and well-behaved as I remembered."

"And that disciple, Bodie, the inventor of the [Body Strengthening Method] you are currently practicing."

"He doesn't seem that worry-free either. Hmm~, I need to think about it."

In the smoothly running carriage, Celie, who had been opened up to talk, kept chattering and told Gut a lot of the rebellious black history of her senior brothers and sisters that she could still recall.

Looking at Teacher Celia, whose expression was much more lively than usual during her presentation, Gut couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Sure enough, older people will behave like this.

But it has probably been a long time since the teacher has talked to someone like she did today.

It was not until the carriage slowly stopped outside the walls of the [Fortress City of Frisch] that Celie vaguely realized how long she had been talking.

Taking the water bottle handed to her by her disciple Gut, Celie drank some water in big gulps.

After putting down the kettle, Celie wanted to get off the car to deal with the guards' inspection, but unexpectedly, the corner of her clothes was pulled by her disciple.

Celia turned around and looked at Gut, but she didn't expect that her disciple was speaking to her very seriously at this moment.

"Teacher, I will do something very extreme to you later."

"So please rest assured that you will not forget my shortcomings."

"Ah."

Celie wanted to laugh, but also felt helpless, and finally snorted coldly with a mixture of emotions.

"You can speak of this later when you have more power than I do."

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Chapter 34 The Disappearance of the Noble Son

[Xinshiji - 21 BC]

[Outpost Transit Station - Fortress City Frisch]

Outside the gray-brown city gate, several guards stepped forward, stopped the carriage of Gut and his party, and dispersed to surround the carriage.

Seeing this, the coachman quickly spread out his hands and raised them horizontally to express that he had no ill intentions. At the same time, he smiled at the guards and explained that he and his group were just transiting through the city.

However, the guards remained indifferent to the coachman's initiative to show goodwill.

A pair of sharp eyes lingered on the coachman's weathered face for only a moment before returning their gaze to the carriage behind the carriage.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"