Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

There weren't many of these mosquitoes when they camped outside before, and he always kept the fire going, so it was acceptable.

But now in the humid swamp, the number of mosquitoes has increased by more than ten times.

"A disgusting creature."

Celie muttered something and wanted to cast a spell to kill all the mosquitoes, but finally gave up the idea.

Because there are so many mosquitoes here that she can't kill them all, she is just wasting her magic power.

"Maybe I can create an insect repellent spell in the future. I wonder if there are any plants with insect repellent effects? By the way, haven't you seen mosquitoes in the Elf Forest?"

Celie shook her head. "The Elf Forest is protected by ancient power. Such weak creatures cannot even get close."

Lord was a little surprised. He didn't expect that there was such a trick.

"Do you know of any plants with similar effects? I could pick some next time I see them."

Celie did not answer Lord's question, but just looked at him as if he was a fool.

She had never left the Elf Forest for hundreds of years, and all her news came from other elves. How could an elf who had never even seen a creature like a mosquito know such a thing?

Lord also reacted and scratched his head with a slightly embarrassed expression.

He had forgotten that the petite master in front of him was a homebody, so he quickly changed the subject.

"By the way, regarding the dwarven relic Amuro mentioned, have you really decided?"

A few days ago, Celie heard about the holy relic from the dwarf Amuro. At that time, Celie suddenly asked about its whereabouts. Later, under Lord's constant questioning, she finally told the truth.

It turns out that the holy relic is closely related to their destination, the place where the gods fell.

The reason why the stone slab is red is because it is stained with the blood of the gods.

When the gods fell, their blood flowed on the ground. The stone tablet that absorbed the most blood became a holy relic, possessing unimaginable magical power.

It was with this magical power that the demons were able to activate the teleportation magic circle, causing the dwarf kingdom to be destroyed overnight.

At this point, Celie has one more destination, which is to find the lost dwarf kingdom and obtain the holy relics therein.

"Well, I think it would be better to go to the ruins of the Dwarven Kingdom first."

"Is it dangerous there?"

To be honest, Lord felt that the dwarven ruins were not much better. Although there were no dragons guarding the treasure, there were probably a large number of monsters.

And Celia's words also confirmed his guess.

"Dangerous?" Celie chuckled and tried to run her fingers through her hair, but immediately felt the hood and gave up the idea. "Of course it's dangerous. That place has been occupied by the demons for hundreds of years."

Well, that’s true, but I don’t know if the leader of the demons there is named Azog.

"It's really frustrating!" Lord shook his head helplessly. "I don't think it's realistic for just the two of us to break into their lair."

Celie also knew this and after a moment of contemplation said, "Perhaps we can find some help."

She had been thinking about it since she and Lord began their adventure.

In this world, adventures are almost always done in teams, and even the elves are no exception. They will try their best to go out on adventures in a team.

Only races like the Skywing, who are born to fly, dare to take risks alone. After all, most monsters cannot fly, and the probability of being attacked is very small.

Besides, both she and Lord are magicians. It would be troublesome if they encountered a monster that was good at charging. If they were not careful, they might fail.

"I think the one called Som is pretty good. After all, he can break your defensive magic."

"He's too young, probably under fifty, with too little combat experience to be in the front rank."

Lord felt ashamed at Celia's words. If fifty years old was considered young, then what about himself, who was in his early twenties?

But who gives them the confidence to say that?

It can only be said that the elves in this world are among the top ones even in all Western fantasy worlds.

The lifespan is almost infinite, allowing those elves with a lifespan of thousands of years to see what a genuine elf is.

"So our current side quest is to find partners?" Lord joked.

He didn't hate it whether it was a two-person trip with Celia or an adventure to find a partner and form a team.

Maybe by then he could find a dwarf and a priest as partners, and then he could call himself a brave team.

And it’s the first generation one, with all the cards.

The first thing he would do at that time was to ask the dwarves to make him a sword that would not be eroded by time, then weld it into the stone, and then engrave the words "Only those who pull out this sword can become brave."

He wanted to let future generations know that a hero is not made with just a sword.

It is not that the person chosen by the brave sword will be a brave man, but that the sword chosen by the brave will be the brave sword.

If people in later generations could understand this meaning, they might place their own swords aside, and this would continue through the generations until it became a place filled with swords of brave men, until a blue-haired boy placed his own sword there as well.

Lord suddenly wanted to see this scene.

But can he see this?

At this moment, Celie interrupted his thoughts: "You could put it this way, what are you daydreaming about?"

"Nothing," Lord, who had come to his senses, said quickly, "By the way, what kind of partner do you think would be suitable?"

"It can at least hold off the demons' attacks for three minutes."

"So strict?" Lord's eyes widened exaggeratedly. "Doesn't that mean we need to find a Skywing warrior?"

The strongest people in this world are the Skywing and the Dwarves. The former can not only fly but also use divine magic, which perfectly meets Celie's requirements.

"The Skywings are too arrogant." Celia snorted. "The way that Leah looked at you last time was like she was looking at a talking squirrel."

Chapter 15 Camping

If I hadn't been there, I'm afraid the other party wouldn't have paid any attention to Lord.

It was because of the presence of this elf that the other party answered the question and even kindly gave a reminder before leaving.

Lord naturally understood what Celie said. After all, the other party had never taken him seriously from the beginning to now.

But he couldn't help laughing at Celie's metaphor.

"At least they acknowledge that I'm human," he counted on his fingers. "Let's have the dwarves, elves, and Skywing, and maybe a priest. After all, only they can decipher the Goddess's sacred text and use healing magic."

"Priest?" Celie suddenly stopped, a dangerous arc appearing at the corner of her mouth beneath her white veil. "Are you sure you want to bring along a guy who keeps muttering about the goddess' teachings?"

Why can the priests interpret the holy scriptures given by the goddess?

The main reason is that they are pious enough to hear the voice of God.

Only under the guidance of the gods can one learn and use the magic recorded in the scriptures.

Therefore, all clergymen are a bunch of chattering little charlatans!

"Uh," Lord imagined the scene and quickly shook his head, "Forget it then."

He took out a water bag from his backpack and handed it to Celie: "Would you like some? I added some honey to it."

This is a gift from nature on the road. A simple fire magic can get the honey intact.

Celie took the water bag, lifted her veil and took a sip: "It's a bit too sweet." Although she said this, she still took another sip before returning it to him.

"Speaking of which," Lord tightened the water bag, "is this swamp big? We can't possibly spend the night here, can we?"

Lord and his companions were trying their best to stay away from the center of the Death Swamp, but the mosquitoes around them showed no sign of decreasing. Lord couldn't imagine what kind of torture he would suffer if he camped in such an environment.

"If we speed up, we might be able to get out before dark, but that only works if your map is correct."

Given the map from a hundred years ago and the gathering of so many monsters, Lord couldn't be sure whether the terrain had changed.

So he took out the map Amuro had given him and studied it carefully. "According to the information on the map, there should be a high ground further ahead. If we can't get out today, we can camp there."

Celie took a closer look, and her golden hair outside the hood accidentally brushed against Lord's cheek. "This area may have been occupied by monsters now."

Lord nodded, thinking that what Celie said made sense.

"Then let's change to another one. How about this place? Although it's close to the center, there is a stream there, which is perfect for camping."

A hint of disgust flashed through Celie's eyes. "Is there any place where I can't see these nasty little creatures?"

Lord didn't answer, just smiled.

After all, they are in a swamp now. How could there be a place without mosquitoes?

Fortunately, he had already considered this.

Lord patted the big bag on his back and said, "Don't worry, I'll set up a small tent for you when the time comes."

"Tent?" Celie had never heard of this word.

"It's okay, you'll know soon."

The two quickened their pace. The humidity in the swamp became heavier and heavier. They encountered many monsters along the way, but Lord avoided them all using detection skills.

But because of this, their journey was delayed a lot, and it seemed that they would not be able to get out of the swamp today.

Lord was seen holding a wooden stick from time to time, and he would probe twice with every step he took, for fear of stepping into a hidden quagmire.

Of course, he also considerately avoided the puddles on the ground to avoid dirtying Celie's white robe. All of this was seen by the other party, and her eyes couldn't help but soften a little.

"Wait!" He suddenly squatted down and pointed at the ground, "Look at this footprint."

Celie leaned over to inspect it. "It doesn't look like a monster. It's probably an ordinary small animal, and it just left not long ago."

"It seems this swamp isn't filled with monsters. I thought all the normal creatures here had been killed."

"That's impossible. Although monsters act entirely on instinct, they can't always be in a bloodthirsty and violent state. Most of the time they're in a semi-sleeping state. They only go berserk when they sense a strange aura."

After listening to Celia's explanation, Lord gained a deeper understanding of monsters.

No wonder the elves and the Skywing tribes have only now begun to put aside their disputes and join forces to encircle and suppress these monsters. It turns out there is this reason.

Because most monsters only move within a fixed territory, they do not pose a threat to them. However, the appearance of the demons, monsters with high intelligence, forces them to take them seriously.

"So it seems the demon wolf that attacked Amuro's village is a special monster?"

Celie thought about it and felt that what Lord said was not wrong. "That's true, but even among monsters, those demon wolves are considered wandering creatures. They could have emerged from any corner of the world."

"Even in this state, I'm curious why they haven't become extinct yet? Do they have some special way of reproducing?"

Judging from the group of werewolves we dealt with before, they act completely on instinct and have no rationality at all. Then how can this thing spread all over the world?