Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

"What about your reconnaissance mission?" Celie glanced at him.

"Don't worry."

Kraft whistled, and a small emerald green bird flew down. He used magic to write a paragraph on a piece of paper, and then the bird flew away with the paper.

"It seems you've learned a lot of interesting magic over the years."

Celia could tell at a glance that the magic the other party had just used was something that had never been recorded among the elves, and it must have been something the other party had learned during his adventure.

"There's no other way. I can't learn advanced magic, so I have to find some magic that I can learn myself."

While the two were talking, Lord took the time to come to Som and asked, "How did you follow us?"

According to the other party's brief explanation earlier, it seemed that not long after he and Celia set off, the other party also set off.

Then he kept following behind the two of them, which made Lord a little scared that he had not noticed it before.

Fortunately, it was the dwarf Som. If it was another race, even the demons, you might not even know that someone had cut your throat while you were sleeping one day.

Thorm smiled sheepishly and said, "Actually, I didn't dare to follow too closely. I was always guessing your movements based on the embers of your fire."

"Are you really a dwarf?"

Lord looked at the beardless dwarf in front of him in disbelief.

Is this still the rough, heroic and unconventional dwarf he knows?

"Of course I'm a dwarf warrior!" Thorm puffed out his chest and spoke in a serious tone, "I want to become the most powerful warrior dwarf in the future. I'm bound to impress everyone in the village."

"Nice idea."

Since he had been following him for so many days, Lord felt embarrassed to drive him away, and they really needed a vanguard warrior.

This time, the swamp escaped dwarf Som was of great help.

If the other party had not been covering their rear, Lord might not have been able to escape unscathed with his limited fighting ability.

Besides, the last demon scale beast they encountered was only able to break through its defense with Som's attack.

As Kraft said, the other party will definitely become a powerful warrior in the future.

There's no harm in taking him along.

In fact, Lord also wanted Kraft to join his team. The other party was stronger and knew some magic. He would be a good help whether exploring the dwarf ruins or heading to the Land of the Fallen Gods.

But unfortunately, the other party seems to have no interest in these.

Because not far away, Kraft was obviously a little worried after hearing Celie's destination.

"Celiai, as a fellow tribesman, I still want to advise you that neither the Land of the Fallen Gods nor the Dwarven Ruins are within your current capabilities to explore."

Even at the meeting of the kings of the three tribes, no one dared to propose exploring these two places.

Although the Dwarf King wanted to regain his homeland, the other two kings would not agree to his request.

Because a kingdom of monsters has formed there.

The three tribes united to eliminate the monsters that were rampant in this world, not to declare war on the monster kingdom.

Unless one day, the other party takes the initiative to step out of the dwarf ruins and begins to invade the surrounding areas, they will consider declaring war on them.

As for the place where gods fell, the name alone tells you that it is not a place that ordinary people can go.

Moreover, over the past thousands of years, countless creatures have entered, but no creature has ever come out.

There is no way out.

This is the horror of the Land of God's Fall.

Hearing Kraft's warning, Celie frowned slightly, and instead of answering, she looked at Lord.

She would not tell Kraft in front of her that Lord had the talent to create magic. This was too scary.

Before Lord became powerful, if this matter were known to others, it would bring him danger.

And Celie wouldn't drag Lord to explore these two places right now.

In her plan, she would wait until Lord became stronger, at least 70% of her current strength, before trying this.

Before that, she had to make Lord learn more and more powerful magic. Only in this way could he create magic to kill gods.

Chapter 22 The Faith of the Elves

Day 22 of the adventure.

With Kraft's joining, Lord and Celie's adventure became much easier.

Especially the dwarf Thorm was always the first to rush into battle. Sometimes the battle was over before Lord even made any effort.

If the opponent cannot handle it for a while, Kraft and Celie will also take action. Basically, no monster can withstand the attacks of these three people.

During this period, Lord also insisted on improving the level of magic power in his body every day.

He also took the time to ask Celia to teach him the magic of the light beam missile, and Celia naturally agreed and taught him step by step how to condense the light and then explode it.

This scene made Kraft smile bitterly, and he simply hid aside and didn't look at the two people.

"It's delicious! Give me another bowl, Mr. Lord."

In front of the fire, the dwarf Som held the wild vegetable and mushroom soup in his hand and praised it highly. It was the first time he tasted such exquisite and delicious food.

"Just call me Lord."

Lord added another bowl to Som. This guy was not like a dwarf at all except for his fighting and eating like a dwarf.

The fact that the other party could sew clothes alone made Lord feel a little uncomfortable.

He didn't know how the other person's big hands could use the small embroidery needle so skillfully. He could only say that sometimes stereotypes can be fatal.

"It's really delicious. I suddenly understand why you, Celie, went on this trip with Lord."

Kraft ate the skewers with big mouthfuls and exclaimed in admiration.

"That's not why I'm doing this."

Celie retorted, sipping from a bowl of mushroom soup.

Ever since she got scalded last time, she has learned her lesson and always blows on the drink twice before drinking.

"But I'm surprised you would accept this food."

Kraft used to be a pure vegetarian like himself in the Elf Forest, but he had nothing to eat, so he would occasionally try new and unusual foods.

For example, the grilled mushroom skewers that Lord handed to me when I first met him.

The way Kraft was eating meat with such big mouthfuls did surprise Celie a little.

"During these past hundred years of adventure, we didn't have the fruits and plants like those in the Elf Forest. Naturally, we just ate whatever we could find when we were hungry. Basically, all the companions who went out on adventures ended up like this."

Hearing Kraft say this, Lord had a bold guess in his mind.

Could it be that after thousands of years, all these ancient elves have turned into meat-eating elves like Fulilian?

Lord felt as if he had vaguely touched the truth of history.

"By the way, I thought you elves only had the Elf Forest as your base, but I didn't expect there was actually an elven country." Lord sighed.

"This must have happened two thousand years ago," Kraft said slowly. "It was shortly after the God War began, and the elves of the Elf Forest had disagreements about the war."

It actually involves the beginning of the Age of Gods?

Lord quickly moved closer to his ear, ready to understand the secret.

However, he did not notice that his entire body was pressed against Celia. When Lord came to his senses, he saw that his thighs were pressed tightly against Celia, and he could even smell the fragrance coming from the other person.

Fortunately, our Miss Celia doesn't seem to care about this.

For her, it was enough as long as Lord didn't tie her up like he did in the tent before.

Seeing that Celie didn't seem to refuse, Lord didn't move away and sat next to her shamelessly.

And Kraft's story continues.

“The elves believe in the Goddess of Life, but the goddess’ followers are not the elves, but the Skywing.

In the war of the gods, the goddess of life was also involved. Some elves believed that the elves should fight for the goddess, while others believed that the elves' choices had nothing to do with their beliefs.

The final result was that some elves left the forest and abandoned the title of the oldest elves."

"It sounds a bit like the story of the strongest elf in history and the strongest elf in modern times."

Lord sighed for no reason, and the others couldn't understand what he said at all.

"The strongest elf in history?" Kraft asked with interest: "Who are you referring to? Lucymi? Ledoras? Or Kevin Trill?"

Kraft blurted out several names that Lord had never heard of.

But he must be a famous elf warrior in history. It seems that Kraft misunderstood his meaning.

So he quickly laughed it off and said, "Ah, it's the legend I heard in the tribe. Actually, I can't remember the name."

Celie glanced at him suspiciously: "Human tribes have legends about elves?"

She had asked Lord where he came from before, and he only said that he had crossed the sea from a very large human country on the other side of the eastern sea.

It is impossible to tell the real and fake Celia.

After all, she didn't know what was on the other side of the sea.

"Well," Lord continued to lie, "it might be a story told by a traveler who saw an elf."

Anyway, in a continental world like this, no one knows what is on the other side of the sea.

So Lord can lie at will.

Kraft laughed. "I see. It seems we elves are quite famous among humans!"

It is indeed famous, but its reputation has become increasingly distorted.

Lord felt sad in his heart, but he did not say it out loud this time to avoid further questioning.

Som suddenly interrupted: "What happened next? What happened to the elves who left the forest?"

In fact, Lord had already vaguely guessed the subsequent plot.

Kraft's expression grew serious. "They established the Elven Kingdom and participated in the two-thousand-year-long war between gods."