Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

"From now on, it's best for you to avoid using magic. Wait until the magic power in your body calms down before using magic again."

"Okay! Then I'll ask Lady Celie to protect me during this time."

Hearing this human say this, Celie's lips curled up slightly: "Of course!"

But at this moment, a disgusting aura approached.

Olivia came over with the freshly picked herbs and half-knelt before him. "Lord, these are the moon dew grass and star flower you requested. They are both herbs that can help people quickly recover their magic power."

"Thank you," Lord took the herbs, "but didn't I tell you to just call me by my name? And don't kneel down next time."

I, Lord, beg you to do something capitalist. This thing is too feudal.

Olivia immediately said, "Sorry, Lord Lord. I'm used to doing this."

Now that his faith has shifted, he naturally has to treat Lorde the same way he treats a goddess.

It’s just that my god doesn’t seem to need my service.

This made Olivia a little distressed.

It's obvious that what I did were all very ordinary things.

"Don't do that next time! It's not right for friends to kneel down at every turn!"

"I understand." Olivia nodded heavily, keeping the Lord God's instructions in mind.

"Lord, are you studying magic from the original text? I can teach you personally."

"Have you read the original text?"

"No, but the scriptures I interpreted were differentiated based on the original scriptures."

Watching the two interact, Celie couldn't help but feel a little angry. "Hey, we're still studying magic! Can't you even understand the atmosphere?"

Lord looked at Celie in shock.

Why does this sentence sound so weird coming from your mouth?

"I'm so sorry, Miss Celia."

"Alright, alright, Olivia, please step aside!" Lord quickly returned to the original text. "Let's continue."

"Ah."

But in the following days of study, Celie was a little absent-minded.

Whenever Olivia approached, her attitude would become extremely bad, and she never looked happy at all.

"Celiai," Lord finally couldn't help asking, "Do you have any opinions about Olivia? Don't you two know each other?"

"Why should I have feelings for her?" Celia snorted coldly, "She used Divine Strike on us before! Lord, have you forgotten that?"

"No! This is difficult to explain. Besides, haven't the Skywings already paid the price?"

"Just because they paid the price doesn't mean I can forgive them. These are two different things."

"Uh, yes."

Lord had no intention of forcing Celie to forgive Olivia. Perhaps in the subsequent adventures, the other party's attitude towards Olivia might change.

Olivia saw this and slowly said, "Ms. Celia, I'm very sorry for what happened earlier. As long as you can forgive me, I will agree to any request you make."

All of this was indeed their Skywing tribe's problem, and Olivia had no intention of denying it.

If they had not blindly followed the orders of that hypocritical goddess, things would not have developed to this point.

The Tianyi army in its prime will not be completely wiped out by the demons' sneak attack, and may even be able to fight back.

Chapter 87 The Greedy Elf

But now, it's too late to say anything.

Olivia can only atone to the living with the apologies and regrets of her compatriots.

Only in this way can we move forward.

In response to Olivia's sincere apology, Celie stood up abruptly and just gave her a complicated look.

"Even if you want to apologize, don't look for me. The one you wanted to kill the most was Lord, and it was Lord who defeated you. I'm just an innocent person who got caught up in this."

After saying this, Celie picked up the original text and turned to walk deeper into the forest.

Lord subconsciously wanted to catch up, but Olivia gently pulled his sleeve.

"Lord, I'm so sorry." Olivia said softly, "I can sense that Miss Celie is feeling very complicated right now. Could it be that my joining her has caused her to misunderstand something?"

Olivia keenly noticed that there was something wrong with Celie's mood at the moment.

Logically speaking, elves are not such emotional beings.

Even though they had been fighting each other to the death not long ago, now that she had learned the truth, the other party should welcome her to join the team and fight against the hypocritical gods together.

But Celia was very resistant.

This is not how elves should behave.

Lord frowned. "Honestly, I don't know why. I'll go and try to persuade her. I hope she doesn't run away or hide."

"Don't worry, you can use the connection between the original texts to sense Miss Celia's location."

Lord was stunned for a moment, then closed his eyes. Sure enough, he could clearly sense the direction of the original text, which was in the woods east of the village.

"I'll go find her."

In the woods, Celie leaned against a thick tree trunk, the original book in her hand tightly placed on her legs.

She didn't understand why she was so angry, this emotion came so suddenly and so strongly.

"The annoying Skywing people." She muttered to herself, but she didn't even know why she hated them.

There were footsteps in the distance, and Celie immediately looked up alertly.

When she saw that the person coming was Lord, she subconsciously wanted to escape again, but then gave up the idea.

"I found you." Lord stopped in front of her.

"What are you doing here?" Celie turned away, not looking at him. "Aren't you going to accompany your new friend?"

Lord didn't answer immediately, but slowly sat down beside her.

The distance was as close as usual, and this time Celie didn't move back.

"I remember," Lord looked up at the sunlight filtering through the interwoven leaves and branches, "when I first learned tracking magic, you were just as awkward."

"I'm not uncomfortable." Celie retorted immediately, but her voice unconsciously lowered.

"Remember? You once told me that my magical talent was barely passing."

The corner of Celia's mouth twitched slightly: "You must have remembered it wrongly. I didn't say that."

The elf lady chose to be stubborn, and Lord did not expose her.

"Then I improved the tracking magic, but you insisted it wasn't true and even ignored me for several days."

"Because... because that's heretical!"

How can you put punctuation first and then trace?

True tracking magic should be able to change the direction of attack when it is released.

Although Celia rarely uses this trick now.

After all, there is no magic more practical than a massive rain of arrows.

The range is large and the attack power is strong, so there is no need for tracking magic.

Lord chuckled: "But in the end you still let me teach you this trick, didn't you?"

The tips of Celie's ears turned red for a moment.

It was an extremely intense shame that even she, who was emotionally indifferent, would be overwhelmed by.

"Celiai," Lord suddenly said seriously, "Do you know what you mean to me?"

The elf girl's body paused noticeably, and the tips of her red ears lifted up involuntarily.

"You are my teacher, my best friend, my most important and first friend." Lord paused, "my companion."

"No one can take your place in my heart."

Celie turned her head, her golden eyes meeting her black eyes, both seeing only the other.

"The first and most important partner?"

"Yes."

"Really? So that's how it is." Celie muttered, "This isn't bad either."

Then she hugged her knees, placed her little head on them, and looked cunningly: "But is it really just like this for you?"

Miss Elf doesn't understand emotions, but she can be very greedy.

Since this man brought her out of the forest and took her through so many things, she even faced the gods.

She would not be satisfied with just being her first partner.

Because for Lord, Som, Norn, Eric and later Olivia will all become partners.

And I want to become an existence above that.

"What a greedy elf lady." Lord saw what Celie was thinking. It was obvious that being the first partner was not enough to comfort her.

It’s a pity that Miss Elf doesn’t understand love.

Lord didn't dare to ask for this kind of feeling.

After a short silence.

"That original book," Lord said suddenly, "I intend to give it to you for safekeeping."

"Why? You're the only one who can understand the words on it."

"I didn't say I wouldn't learn it," Lord looked at her seriously. "Besides, I'm looking forward to the day when you can interpret it. After all, you are—

He deliberately dragged out his tone: "You are the genius magician Miss Celia."