Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

"Is this really okay?" Noen felt a little reluctant.

Lord could have had more honors and cheers, but the other party directly rejected him.

This was beyond his comprehension.

Little did he know that for Lord now, resolving the erosion of divine power and fully inheriting the authority of life were more important than anything else.

Only in this way can he stop suppressing the feelings in his heart.

Only in this way can he continue to accompany Miss Elf.

"It doesn't matter. For me, there are more important things to do."

"Okay, in that case, why don't you stay in the Kingdom of El first, so that you can use Elsword to suppress it." Noen suggested.

He really wanted to reminisce with this old friend in front of him, and he would be very sad if the other party left immediately.

"Well, it looks like I'm going to trouble you."

"There's no need to say these things between you and me."

In the Kingdom of El, in an unknown basement.

In fact, even Norn himself didn't know the significance of the craftsmen building this basement. The other party said that as a noble, it would definitely be useful, and then just left him with a puzzled smile.

I didn’t expect that it would actually come in handy now.

Could it be that those craftsmen have the ability to predict the future?

But at least now, this basement has become Lord's exclusive place. In order to avoid eroding and polluting others, he has never stepped out of the basement in the past year.

At the same time, in order to make it easier for the other party to use Elsword, Norn even moved the magic circle of Elsword's offerings over.

At this moment, Elsword was not unsheathed, but was quietly suspended in the center of the magic circle.

Lord sat beside Elsword, bathing in the countless tiny spots of light on the sword. These were the most refined power of faith, which could help Lord suppress the erosion in his body.

Compared to a year ago, he looks much better.

The black lines on the body were suppressed by faith and could no longer expand.

Noen pushed the door open and walked in, his footsteps very light, for fear of disturbing the other party.

He often came here during this period, just to chat with Lord and relieve his boredom.

At the same time, Lord would help him govern the country, and many policies that he had never heard of were blurted out by the other party.

Every policy was making the country better, and Norn couldn't help but wonder where Lord got so much knowledge from.

Seeing that Lord had not woken up yet, Norn just stood quietly by the side, watching his best friend fighting against the pollution in his body in the magic circle.

What a surprise it would be if Eric were here.

But this is destined to be impossible.

After an unknown amount of time, Lord finally opened his eyes, his bright eyes showing no sign of fatigue.

"How does it feel?" Noen finally spoke.

Lord lowered his head and carefully felt his body. After a year of hard work, the erosion in his body was finally completely suppressed.

At least for a long time, the other party will not be able to make any waves.

Moreover, the integration with the body is progressing very smoothly.

Now he can move completely freely, no longer like when he first met Norn, when he was so stiff that even raising his hand was too difficult.

"Much better. The power of faith of Elsword is more effective than I imagined. At least I don't need to worry about the erosion spreading to others." He looked at the suspended holy sword, a hint of gratitude flashing in his eyes.

A relieved smile appeared on Norn's face, and the corners of his wrinkled eyes relaxed. "That's good. If you need anything else, just tell me. I will prepare it for you."

"Ah."

"By the way, the messengers from the West returned yesterday. They told me that they heard from the locals that a few months ago, an extremely powerful and pure spatial magic wave erupted near the Red Dragon Canyon.

The magical fluctuations are terrifying, and I think they are the work of Miss Celia. Locals speculate that the person has already left the area and is continuing to head west.

"The West?" Lord muttered softly, "Could it be that Celie is going to the Land of the Fallen Gods?"

"It's possible, but the magical black mud there hasn't dissipated yet, I'm worried," Norn said, hesitating.

Although the original magic storm in the Land of God's Fall has disappeared, it has been replaced by the more terrifying divine black mud.

However, compared to the magic storm that lasted for thousands of years, this divine black mud did not seem to last long and would dissipate after about a thousand years.

Both Lord and Norn were worried that Celie would not be able to wait until that time and would force her way in.

"It's too dangerous there, and the black mud of divine power will corrode you once you touch it. Even I don't dare to set foot there."

It has been decades since Orger was left behind in the Land of the Fallen Gods. During this period, Lord had thought about finding him, but he was always blocked by the divine black mud.

"Yes." Norn nodded, a hint of barely perceptible worry in his tone, "I'm afraid Miss Celia will force her way in."

Lord was silent.

He closed his eyes again, but Norn could feel that the aura around him was no longer as steady as it was during his previous training.

Chapter 114: Setting out to find Celiai

"But it shouldn't be a problem, right? It's also possible that Miss Celia is simply traveling to the West," Norn added hastily, not wanting Lord to worry too much.

"Give me some more time."

In order to come to the Kingdom of El, Lord spent a lot of effort.

Fortunately, when he was swallowed by the black mud, he, like Celia and the others, accidentally triggered the teleportation array and teleported himself to a relatively hidden underground cave.

It was there that Lord could reshape his body without being disturbed.

Although he has adapted to this body now, he still needs to accumulate magic power from scratch, so Lord must ensure that he has a certain ability to protect himself before setting out to find Celie.

Some time passed.

Winter has come to Ai'er City again, and snowflakes are falling, turning the entire city pure white.

In the basement, Elsword still radiated a warm glow of faith, and Lord had recovered one-third of his previous strength.

He raised his hand, spread his five fingers, and a gentle wave of magical power flowed through his palm, expanding and contracting freely as his mind moved.

Norn still stood quietly by the side, wearing a thick coat.

"It seems that you have recovered well." There was a smile in Norn's old voice.

As expected of Mr. Lord, he was able to recover so much magic power in such a short time. Now the opponent's strength is probably not inferior to mine.

Only if you hold Elsword can you defeat him for sure.

Lord gathered his magic power and opened his eyes.

He looked at Norn, an old friend who had exhausted all his efforts for the kingdom and his best friend and whose life was beginning to come to an end, and indescribable complex emotions surged in his heart.

If nothing unexpected happens, I will actually be as gray-haired as Norn is now.

It’s just that I found a way to live forever.

Feeling reluctant, Lord said, "Noen, do you want to live longer?"

He still remembered the magic of absorbing vitality, and if Norn wanted to learn it, he would teach him.

But Lord was worried that his actions would lead his old friend to the same fate as Eric.

At that time, there was nothing I could do but to see him off for the last time.

"Like you? But the Life Authority shouldn't be able to reshape another person's body, right?"

Norn stared at Lord's still young face, and his expression did not change at all because of his words.

"Yes, but I have another way to prolong people's lifespan, but..."

"But the price will be very heavy, right?" Noen immediately guessed what Lord was going to say next.

"Yes, you might not notice it at first, but as time goes by, after a hundred or two hundred years, your soul will be eroded, and eventually you will become obsessed with just thinking about how to survive."

After hearing what Lord said, Noen suddenly laughed.

There is a kind of open-mindedness in the laughter.

He shook his head slowly, his wrinkled eyes relaxed, and a calm light flashed in his eyes.

"Lord, Lord," Norn's voice was calm but remarkably firm. "Have you forgotten? I witnessed with my own eyes how Eric was gradually corrupted. I would rather die as a human than become like this, someone who would do anything to survive!"

He walked to the window and looked at the snowflakes falling outside.

"Look at this city," Norn said softly, "behind every light is an ordinary person working hard to live. Human life is truly short. We strive to live our lives to the fullest and leave everything for the next generation. That's why humanity has reached this point today. Birth, aging, sickness, and death are what humans should be like."

Lord looked at his old friend's back in silence.

"sorry."

He understood his old friend's intentions, perhaps he had not considered it carefully enough.

"No need to apologize!" Norn turned around and deliberately joked, "If I live too long, won't I have to deal with more and more government affairs? I might as well die sooner!"

Lord couldn't help but smile.

Of course he knew that Norn was joking to comfort him.

"I understand." Lord nodded. "Then let me help you recuperate. The power of the holy book can heal the hidden injuries in your body."

Norn did not refuse this time.

As Lord cast his spell, he felt the warm magic coming from the other party, and even this aging body began to emit some vitality again.

Although he knew that this was just an illusion.

I have experienced too many battles and adventures in my youth, and this body is now riddled with holes.

If I hadn't learned the magic in the scriptures, I would probably have been lying sick in bed and would have found it difficult to even stand up.

He stretched out his hand covered with age spots and felt the warm magic coming from Lord's palm.

The power was very warm, just like the legendary hero before him.

"Speaking of which," Norn said casually, "I just received news this morning that someone saw Miss Celia in a forest not far from the God's Fall."

As Celie continued to explore the entire continent, the other party's reputation became more and more famous.