Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

In this way, magic can be passed down systematically, and humans can have their own shelter.

Noen finally recovered from his shock: "Mr. Lord, this is too sudden."

Norn never dared to ask for such a thing.

You have to know that there are so many races on this continent, but there are only five countries with names, and even the Dwarf Country has been destroyed once.

You can imagine how difficult it is to establish a country.

Territory, people, army, etc. would be a very cumbersome matter, and just thinking about it made Norn feel it was impossible.

"I won't tell you what it takes to build a nation, but how are you going to gain recognition from other races?"

If you want to establish a country, at least other races have to recognize you.

If there is no dispute, it is inevitable.

"Celiai, have you ever heard this saying? When you are strong enough, people will think everything you do is justified."

"But you are not strong enough now." Celie poured a basin of cold water on him mercilessly.

"It's okay. I can wait. Whether it's twenty or thirty years, I can afford it. Besides, in my world, sometimes only one city is needed to be called a country."

"What kind of country is it with only one city?"

Celie didn't know what kind of country this was. The entire territory was just one city. If the city was captured, the whole country would be doomed.

Besides, the dwarf kingdom was destroyed because its entire capital was captured by the demons, and almost all the dwarves of the royal family died in the royal capital, leaving other clans leaderless.

This is completely different from the case where a country is destroyed when a city is destroyed.

"We only need a name. We should promote the name of the Kingdom of Humanity, unconditionally accept all humans, and provide them with shelter. Then, both the people and the army will gradually emerge."

Norn immediately understood what Lord meant.

Today, all human beings are scattered all over this continent, without even a single larger settlement.

What Lord did was to promote the brand of the human nation and attract people from all over the continent to join him.

As time goes by, this city-state will naturally become a qualified country.

"But is the world too dangerous for humans now? I'm worried."

Norn was worried that even if their names were to spread to other human villages, these people would be too scared to leave.

This world is too dangerous. Ordinary people have no chance of fighting back against monsters. How can they possibly cross such great distances and reach the kingdom they established?

If this causes other humans to give up the idea of ​​leaving, then their efforts will be in vain.

"So doesn't this require us to impart magical knowledge?" Lord patted his shoulder.

In this way, fate completes a loop at this moment.

"I understand!" Noen looked at Lord with admiration.

He felt a little ashamed that this man had actually thought of such a far-fetched thing.

"But this makes me a king or something," Norn said with a wry smile. He was worried that he could not bear the responsibility.

"It's okay, believe in yourself, you are the most suitable among us!"

"But." Noen was still a little hesitant.

"If you really don't want to be the king, then let Celie be the king. Do you think it's appropriate for the king of a human country to be an elf?"

Celie looked confused as to why the topic was brought up again about her.

Before she could even open her mouth, Lord continued, "You can have me do it. I'll be a hands-off manager and leave everything to you. What do you think?"

"What's the difference between that and me?" Noen complained in a low voice.

Celie looked at Lord in silence: "What a willful fellow."

Lord shook his head, pretending he didn't hear what Celie said.

I can only say that Miss Elf still needs to practice her swearing skills. This level of swearing is nothing to Lord.

Maybe if Celie put on a disgusted expression and called him a scumbag, Lord would feel a little happier.

Don't get me wrong, he didn't have this kind of fetish, he just thought it would be interesting to see Celie make such an expression.

"So you see, in the end, you will have to be the king. Don't worry, Celie and I will assist you when the time comes."

"No, I haven't agreed yet."

Celie was a little anxious. Why should she help others become king? That was meaningless.

"You will agree." Lord leaned close to Celie's ear, and the close distance made her face itchy.

Norn didn't know what Lord said, but he saw Celia's expression change from reluctance to thinking, her pupils slightly contracted, and her little hands began to unconsciously grope for the corners of her clothes.

Chapter 49 The power of imagination

Lord's words were like the whispers of a demon that was good at bewitching people, making Celie feel itchy not only on her face but also in her heart.

She had to admit that Lord's proposal was exactly what she wanted.

I have absolutely no reason to refuse.

"What do you think?" Lord looked at her with a smile.

Celie turned her face away and said in a barely perceptible voice, "Hmm." The tips of her long ears trembled slightly.

When Norn saw this scene, he was not only curious about what Lord had said, but also that even Celie agreed. In this case, he suddenly felt that this crazy plan might really be possible.

He took a deep breath. "If...if we really want to do this, we need a more detailed plan."

"It seems that our future King has already begun preparing for his ascension to the throne."

"Don't make fun of me, Mr. Lord. I just think," Noen said with a wry smile, "that instead of running around like a headless chicken, it's better to make a more thorough plan."

"Then you're going to be a very busy man."

Lord's meaning was very clear, that is, Norn was responsible for making the magic book on the one hand, and on the other hand, he had to think about the specific arrangements of this crazy plan.

Lord will only provide a general direction, and Celie will not intervene except for combat and magic. All these have to be solved by Norn alone.

This was his duty as king.

And this responsibility will make him very tired.

"I know, so now I'm suddenly glad that I gave up learning advanced magic knowledge."

"Yeah, that way you'll have more time to finish it."

“It might take a lifetime.”

Norn is prepared for a protracted war.

Lord on the other side also guessed his thoughts.

It takes time for the human race to spread magical knowledge to this continent, and it also takes time to pass this news to other humans after the founding of the country.

This is going to be a very, very long time.

It was so long that it made him desire eternal life.

Although he appears to be very open-minded, he does not want to die when he thinks about the future when he will see everything he has done become a reality and the human race will finally be qualified to stand on the world stage.

But how can I achieve eternal life?

Can magic do this?

Lord didn't know, but that didn't stop him from trying, and he did it without telling anyone.

The three of them sat together, with the sun shining on everyone.

In the history books of the future it will be recorded:

The king sat with the great sage and the elf. The great sage talked a lot and the king supplemented his speech. The elf remained silent and just looked at the great sage.

When the seeds of hope grow vigorously, the wind will carry this ideal to every corner of the world.

"Wait," Norn suddenly thought of a question, "What is the name of the country?"

"The Utopia of Ai'er," Lord blurted out. "You could also call it the Eternal Utopia of Ai'er."

"An eternal utopia?" Celie repeated softly, shaking her head. "Nothing in this world is eternal, not even a country."

"Believe in miracles, Celie. You don't need a reason to believe."

Lord's words seemed familiar. Celie remembered that he had said the same thing to her before.

Celie remained silent, seemingly not intending to refute Lord any further.

Seeing this, Norn said, "That's right, Utopia Ai'er? That's a good name."

The establishment of the ideal country is still a long way off, and Lord and his team's current goal is to become stronger.

"You mean ice magic?"

After hearing Celia's request, Lord didn't understand why she suddenly wanted to create this type of magic herself.

"If we simply need to cool the dragon's hide, I think ice magic should be able to do the same thing. What do you think? Can you create it?"

Celie asked uncertainly.

She also knew that Lord's creative magic had some limitations. At least it wasn't the kind of terrifying ability comparable to a god that could be created on a whim.

A prerequisite is still required.

But Celie still wanted to see what kind of surprises this man would bring her.

"Ice attribute? I've never tried that before."

Before meeting Celia, the magic Lord created was mainly for survival. Even after meeting Celia, he continued to improve her magic to make it more powerful.

He hasn't tried magic of other attributes during this period.

"Try it. Knowing only one kind of magic won't do."

"I just don't have any clue."

At Celie's request, Lord attempts to create ice magic.

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