Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

"It's okay, it's just that I used up some energy." Lord patted the sword at his waist soothingly. Although the elf lady seemed to have no memory at all, he didn't intend to say more.

Ultimately, I take risks to find myself.

As the person involved, I don't have much right to blame the other party.

Just a few words of sermon will do.

"But since you're not in the Land of the Fallen Gods, then where are you? I haven't found any trace of you on the continent, but I've heard many stories about you."

The story of Lord, the former godslayer, has spread throughout the continent.

Not only was the opponent the wielder of three holy swords, he was also a legendary figure who had annihilated an entire demon army with a single blow, and he had even accomplished the impossible feat by beheading the mythical hero who was the demon's faith-based god.

Now, all the demons and monsters on the continent have lost their connection with the gods. Once they die, they will turn into ashes without leaving any trace.

It can be said that you no longer have to worry about how to deal with the monster corpses.

Celia heard people of different races singing the praises of Lord's heroic deeds, and even she herself was included in them.

Hearing Celia's question, Lord had no intention of hiding anything. Now that his erosion could be slowly dissipated with the help of Orger's power, he could tell Celia.

"Celiai, I must tell you something." He paused, as if weighing his words. "I didn't disappear intentionally these past thirty years. During the final battle, my body was completely eroded by the darkness." He raised his hand and pointed to the darkness that enveloped the entire God's Falling Land not far away.

Celie was slightly startled, her golden pupils fixed on Lord's face and body.

She stretched out her hand, placed her small hand on Lord's chest, and leaned her whole body over, sensing the other person through the most core part of the human body.

The warmth was filled with vitality, exactly the same as in my memory.

But this is exactly wrong.

Because thirty years have passed since the final battle.

The body of the human in front of him should be starting to age, just like the Norn he had seen before.

But the other person's body is unbelievably young, and even his appearance has not changed at all.

After careful perception, Celie could indeed sense a very subtle but pure breath of "new life".

"Erosion..." Celie's voice lowered, trembling with fear. "So, what about you now?"

"Don't worry, it's been resolved." Lord said calmly, "In order to survive and to see you again, I had to undergo a 'reincarnation'.

He completely discarded his polluted body, used the power of life to reshape his body, and spent thirty years adapting to this new body.

That’s why, after 30 years, I look exactly the same.”

He deliberately ignored the enormous cost of rebuilding his body and the possibility of immortality.

Just think of it as a surprise for Miss Elf in the future!

Celia digested this information.

The elves' thoughts are direct and pure.

After a brief moment of astonishment, great joy instantly washed away all worries!

"That means we can continue our adventure!" She excitedly grabbed Lord's arm, a pure smile on her face, "Decades, or even longer!"

In the long scale of her life, decades are just a brief moment.

But the thought of being able to spend this moment together with her best friend again was enough to make her satisfied.

Lord smiled and nodded. "Yes, we can continue traveling together. It will be a very long journey." He emphasized this intentionally, but unfortunately the elf lady didn't hear the subtext in his words. "Where do you want to go this time? You lead the way."

Chapter 119 Miss Elf's Dilemma

"Okay!" Celie didn't hesitate, she took Lord's hand and walked in one direction, her pace was completely different from the way she came.

"This way! I remember there's a lost ruin in the north. There's magic from before the mythological era. I've always wanted to go there, and..."

Her voice suddenly paused and her steps slowed down, as if she remembered something not so good.

It turned out that the two of them had unknowingly arrived at the hill where Celie had hesitated before, and not far ahead was the tombstone she had erected for Lord.

"Let's take another road, it's not safe ahead!"

Lord instantly understood Celia's little thoughts. After all, he had seen his own tombstone with his own eyes before entering the Land of the Fallen Gods.

It seems that Miss Elf also noticed this, so she didn't want to be seen by herself.

But the more Celie refused to let herself see Lord, the more she wanted to see him.

I mainly wanted to tease Celie.

"Really?" Lord looked at Celie with a smile, his eyes staring at her with a guilty conscience. "How dangerous is it?"

"In short, it's very dangerous." Celia turned her head away, trying not to look the man in the eye.

"It seems very dangerous indeed. Even our genius magician is afraid of it." Lord pretended to sigh.

It was obvious that his words were very useful to Celie.

When has the genius magician ever been afraid?

"How is that possible! I'm not scared!"

"Yeah, I see," Lord responded casually, then quickly walked forward and turned a corner, only to see a small stone tomb not far away.

There is a clear line of words engraved on the tombstone standing in front:

Tomb of Lord.

Best friend Sally Elli.

The air froze instantly.

Lord: “…”

Celia: “…”

Although the breeze in the air was very cool, Celie felt her cheeks getting a little hot, and even the tips of her ears began to turn red because of the shame.

"Cough cough!"

She pretended to clear her throat casually, her eyes drifting away, not daring to look at Lord's expression.

Lord looked at his own tombstone, which was simple but obviously carefully designed and even had a very good location.

Looking at the elf lady next to him who wanted to shrink her body, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise up.

Miss Elf's extremely shameful expression really made him extremely excited!

He walked slowly over, walked around the tombstone, and reached out to touch the smooth surface of the tombstone.

"Oh..." Lord deliberately stretched out his tone, his voice filled with a mischievous smile. "Our elf lady's craftsmanship is really good, and the location is also well chosen. The sun is very bright. I, the owner of the tomb, am very satisfied!"

"I...!" Celie quickly turned her head away, a hint of embarrassment in her eyes, but more of a forced defense. "I'm preparing for a rainy day, you know?! You'll need it eventually anyway! I'm just preparing it ahead of time so we don't have to rush around!"

The more she spoke, the quieter her voice became.

In the end, the volume became so high that only I could hear it, but I still tried to straighten my chest and look like "What I said makes sense."

Seeing her guilty yet insistent appearance, Lord couldn't help laughing any longer.

"Don't laugh! You damn arrogant guy!"

The elf lady was obviously a little anxious, and her eyes looked as if she wanted to shoot two arrows at her face.

"Yes, yes, Miss Elf, you are prepared for a rainy day." Lord forced a smile and said, "I will reluctantly accept your preparations."

After Lord finished speaking, he looked at his name on the tombstone, and then looked at the living Celie in front of him.

The plan for eternal life in my heart became clearer and clearer.

But he decided to keep it a secret for now.

Let Miss Elf think that she only has a few decades left.

In this way, when she finds one day that he still looks the same and can accompany her through the next hundred years, and the next hundred years, that surprised expression... will definitely be very interesting.

"What are you looking at?" Celie looked at the mysterious smile on his lips suspiciously.

"Nothing." Lord pretended nothing had happened. "I just think you're right. It will be useful sooner or later. Let's go. Let's leave this unlucky place under the cover of night."

He stretched out his hand.

Celie looked at his outstretched hand, then at the embarrassing tombstone, and finally curled her lips before putting her own hand on it, letting him hold it tightly.

But before leaving, she secretly glanced at the tombstone she had erected.

After all, it's still too simple.

If no one takes care of it, it will probably become dilapidated in just a few decades.

So she moved her fingertips imperceptibly, and a subtle solidifying magic quietly fell on the stone tablet.

This was something she had learned during her thirty-year journey. It could significantly extend the durability of an object, and it was just in use now.

Anyway, it has been built and cannot be wasted.

Lord saw all her little movements, laughed in his heart, but pretended not to know.

Just holding the elf lady beside him,

Once again embarking on a new journey, and this time, it's just the two of them.

The far north.

This is the gathering place of the remaining demons. At the same time, because the first king who commanded all the demons appeared here, people also call this place the Demon King City.

In order to demonstrate the power of the Demon King, a group of demons imitated the designs of the elves and dwarves and built a magnificent castle for him.

Since the demon army was completely defeated by the coalition of elves and dwarves thirty years ago, the demon power across the continent has begun to decline.

Especially after losing the connection with the goddess, the demons fell into a state of disarray.

It was at this moment that a seemingly thin human appeared in front of the demons.

At first, some demons wanted to treat the other party as food and attacked it, but they were destroyed by the other party in one blow without leaving any trace.

And just as the other party took action, the dark aura emanating from his body was no different from that of the demons.

All the demons watching at that time thought that the other party was also a demon.

Although there are humanoid creatures among the demons, why doesn't this guy have horns?