Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Lord didn't stop smiling until Eric left, but when he turned around he saw Celie looking at him.

"What's wrong?" Lord forced a smile again.

"nothing."

Although she had some doubts, Celie didn't say it out loud.

Chapter 51 Nothing lasts forever

In the evening, using the excuse of keeping watch, Lord came alone to a place not far from the camp.

Standing under the moonlight, he carefully felt the changes in his body.

He already had plenty of Qi and blood, so even if it increased it would be difficult to notice, but fortunately he was prepared for this.

A magic circle was generated, and with the help of this improved detection magic, Lord began to observe the changes in his body.

"Is it really effective?" Lord muttered to himself, his tone filled with indescribable complexity.

He remembered what Celia had told him.

There is a special kind of monster that can plunder the magic power of other races and turn it into its own, a bit like the Star-Absorbing Technique in martial arts novels.

Then he had a question: could other things be plundered?

Like lifespan and the like.

Start with the most basic experiments, such as transferring the vitality of a healthy grass to the withered grass next to it.

Lord did it so secretly that even Celie didn't notice.

There are always times when you are alone during an adventure, whether it is hunting or exploring, and he has plenty of time to conduct experiments secretly.

He was also thankful that magic in Fulilian's world was a kind of idealism, or the power of imagination, which allowed him to create this kind of magic solely through his imagination and his own creative talent.

After many experiments, Lord has changed the experimental subjects from plants to animals. Today, he even had a sudden idea and used this magic on Eric.

Because it was only a brief contact, Eric only showed some loss of energy and blood, which did not cause any serious impact.

But this actually proves from the side that his magic is feasible.

But what comes with it is the corresponding price.

Just as Celie said, those monsters that can devour magic power will eventually have their entire souls polluted, lose all their rationality, and even their bodies will collapse in the end.

Lord's magic has a similar polluting effect.

It was only used briefly, but the contamination effect had already occurred, and although it was very slight, Lord still noticed it.

He found it difficult to explain its specific effects.

If he had to find a metaphor, it would be like a righteous partner who wants to eliminate all evil in the world.

Not the one with red hair, but the other one.

He holds the ideal of justice, but his entire body and even his soul become corrupted over a long period of time, and in the end he even becomes a collection of obsessions.

And if I use this magic to achieve immortality, the final outcome will be the same as the other person.

This is not the immortality that Lord hoped for.

Ugh!

He suddenly felt a little envious of Celia, an elf who was almost immortal and didn't have to worry about lifespan at all.

However, the other party's immortality was exchanged for love, which made Lord somewhat difficult to choose.

It's like the question of the century.

When an immortal person loses all emotions after experiencing countless years, is this kind of immortality really worth it?

This question may be like whether to add sugar to scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Anyway, everyone has different ideas.

Click!

The sound of branches being stepped on was heard, and Lord quickly put away the thoughts on his face and turned around.

The elf in the moonlight appeared before him.

"What's wrong? Can't sleep?" Lord asked with a forced smile.

"what are you doing?"

Celia originally wanted to let Lord go to sleep. At most, she could cast a few more warning spells. As long as they didn't encounter monsters that could block their own breath, there would generally be no problem.

But she didn't see Lord by the campfire.

After using magic to detect a little, she came to Lord's side and saw that he was alone, wondering what he was thinking.

"I'm bored, so I came to practice my magic."

Lord gave an irrefutable excuse. Celie felt strange about it, but she didn't ask any further questions.

Celia walked to her side, and the moonlight shining on her face had an indescribable sacred feeling, which made Lord subconsciously take a few more glances.

She looked up at the starry sky, remembering her previous argument with Lord about the stars, and whispered, "Do you humans all like to daydream at night? I always see you like this."

“Maybe I’m a special case.”

Lord smiled and used magic to condense an ice crystal rose. Roses have special meanings, but here Lord simply thought it was beautiful and did not have any other meaning.

Seeing a flower she had never seen before, Celie reached out and took it: "It's a beautiful flower."

"Really? In my hometown, this thing has a special meaning."

"What does it mean?" Celie asked, tilting her head as she felt the warmth of the ice crystal rose in her palm.

"Some kind of eternal and unchanging feeling."

Lord did not say it explicitly. After all, people who talked about love with elves usually did not have a good ending. He did not want his name to become the title of an era one day.

"Eternity?" Celie chuckled. "Look."

Magic power appeared in her hands, and the ice rose gradually melted in her hands, with water droplets sliding through her fingers.

"Just as ice melts into water, nothing in this world is eternal."

Celia's original intention was that neither humans nor elves could exist forever.

Even elves like them, who have almost infinite lifespans, will die for various reasons. At least in the Forest of Elves, there are only a handful of elves that existed before the mythological era.

But in Lord's eyes, her actions became a ruthless confession of her own short life.

A rare and inexplicable emotion arose in my heart.

It took Lord a long time to suppress this emotion, and he spoke in a teasing tone: "Celiai, your words are so hurtful. I am a little sad."

It's a bit corny, but only by doing this can Lorde suppress this inexplicable emotion so that it won't be reflected in his voice.

After hearing what he said, Celie's face became a little helpless.

That wasn't what she meant. She also hoped to stay with Lord for a while longer and learn more magic from him.

But it seems that I was misunderstood by him?

The little face was tangled, and she asked tentatively: "I'm sorry?"

"Why do you have to be so questioning? And in my case, an apology requires showing it clearly."

Lord kept his mouth shut.

If I say this sentence in full, and if Celie takes it seriously, it will be a lot of fun.

"Apologize for what?"

Celie looked at Lord in confusion. She rarely apologized to others and didn't know what to do when she apologized.

"nothing."

Lord smiled and walked forward to rub the head of the elf in front of him, and only stopped after the other's hair was messed up.

"Don't touch my head! Just a little bit."

Celie grumbled, but showed no sign of resistance until Lord stopped.

Chapter 52 Materials of the Holy Sword

"This thing of yours is new! Absolutely new!"

In a large dwarf settlement, or rather a dwarf town, an old dwarf spoke as he held a piece of black ore in his hand.

This is one of the eight major dwarf clans and the first city Lord and his party encountered.

All we can say is that in the mythological era, most ethnic groups were distributed around the world in the form of settlements, and there were very few towns like this one.

"Can you explain it more clearly? This is not a treasure appraisal site."

Lord was speechless. What the hell was this dwarf talking about? It made him hallucinate like he was on some treasure appraisal show.

What the other person was holding in his hand was the black stone he had picked up from the dragon's lair. Lord thought that the dwarves, as masters of forging, should be able to tell the origin of this thing, so he found the dwarf in front of him to identify it.

It seems that this old dwarf is quite famous in this town.

At least when I asked "Who is the best blacksmith here?", every dwarf pointed to this workshop.

"Eternal Ore!" the dwarf said excitedly. "I don't know how many years it's been since I last saw this thing. And it's still so well preserved. It's as good as new!"

"What's the use of this thing?"

"Weapons or armor crafted from Eternal Ore will not be eroded by time, even after thousands of years."

Perfect, the material for the holy sword used by the brave has been found.

Lord didn't expect that he actually found the materials even though he was just thinking about it casually.

"Is this true?" Eric couldn't believe it.

Such a black stone in front of me actually has such magical power.

"Of course it's true!" The dwarf was obviously a little angry at Eric's questioning, and his beard was raised. "Stranger, sell this ore to me! Whatever you want, I will give it to you."

"sure!"