Reincarnation Band Magician

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In those eyes, there was a fire that matched the teacher's, and a firm will.

What about her? She's watching here.

Because compared to her current self, this person is more like a teacher. She once burned, but gradually died down.

So, it's a bit uncomfortable.

It was as if reminding her that something was missing.

Fleuryen didn't like them.

……

"You guys can just live here. If it doesn't rain, shelter from the wind and rain won't be a problem."

"what?"

Xiangzi looked at the "matchbox" house made of wood - only half of the roof was left, and all kinds of grass and trees grew inside.

It’s hard to associate this with “house”.

Nagasaki Qing was not dissatisfied because the house where Fulilian lived was similar, except that there was no grass or trees.

"Excuse me, but how old is this house?"

"It's only been a hundred years, maybe two hundred years ago. A hundred years ago, a demon from the sky knocked the roof down, so I had to build a new house. It's still pretty solid."

Fulilian said, patting the wall of the cabin.

"Kaka——"

It was the sound of a layer of "wood chips" twisting and breaking.

The inside of the wood has long been exposed to the sun and rain, and has been eaten by insects and rats, leaving it hollow with only a layer of bark.

Now it's collapsed.

Qing used wind magic to sweep away the dust, mold, grass clippings, and insect juice—the juice splashed by a nest of crushed insects.

A smell of rotting wood.

Those who can live here are no longer human.

Fulilian turned back.

"Looks like you're going to be camping out."

Xiangzi and Qing both breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that Fulilian really wanted to let them live in the house out of kindness, and it was not some kind of test of their spirit.

Sleeping outside is really much better than sleeping inside.

Well, let's clean up the bugs crawling around over there first.

……

Late at night, Fulilian opened the door and used magic to drag the two people who were still awake into the house.

There were several layers of blankets casually spread on the floor.

She got into bed and rolled herself up into a ball.

"sleep."

……

morning……

Or noon.

Wake up to the aroma of food.

It seems that she doesn't need to drink her mushroom and fish soup anymore.

She walked out of the door with disheveled hair and saw the human named Qing building a stove with stones.

"That'll be fine."

Breakfast was meat porridge and bread.

Soft and smelling of wheat, not the hard, rock-hard stuff stockpiled by passing caravans.

Fulilian came over and wanted to take the bread, but Qing slapped her hand.

"Even if you are an elf, please wash yourself properly."

Elves have a special physique and will not get dirty even if they lie in bed for ten days or half a month.

Otherwise, given their lifestyle, it would be normal for them to have mushrooms growing on their bodies all year round.

Thousand-year Magician: 76, The Sleepless

"How rude! I still pay attention to hygiene. I just wash up after breakfast so I don't smell like food when I read."

Fulilian rubbed her hands, thought about it, went into the house, took a towel, and prepared to wash up.

She still communicates with humans.

The towels, clothes, and quilts were all sent by the grocery store owner in the nearby village, and she paid a lot of money for them at once.

Come to think of it, it seems like I haven't seen that boss for a while.

How long exactly?

Can not remember.

Most things could be repaired and maintained with magic and last a long time, so she didn't actually need them much.

Holding the wooden basin that was used to hold the fish soup yesterday, he used the magic of manipulating water to summon clean water. Then he buried his face in it, stretched out his hands, and rinsed his mouth, washed his face, and washed his hands at the same time.

However, the ear is stuck outside.

You should get a bigger basin so you can wipe the ears at the same time.

"All right."

She rinsed it with clean water again, then smoothed her wet bangs and said so.

Nagasaki Kiyoshi took one look and felt like he was going to die.

"Is this how you always wash?"

"Usually I would control the water flow to move and clean it up, but today I'm not in the mood."

Fulilian would not admit that she just wanted to have breakfast earlier.

She will soon learn that haste makes waste.

Qing couldn't agree with this way of cleaning, so she grabbed the elf's hand, took her aside, took out soap, towel, and comb, and began to take care of her hair and face carefully.

Unexpectedly, my hair, which I thought would be dry, turned out to be surprisingly smooth when combed. I guess there were no shampoo and conditioner products in the house.

For some unknown reason, Nagasaki Kiyoshi leaned over to the back of her neck and sniffed it.

Well, not the smell of old age, but a smell of forest and rain.

Like a mushroom.

This is also the talent of elves.

How should I put it when taking care of it? It's like taking care of an elderly person and also like taking care of a child.

Fulilian was very cooperative, as if she was used to being taken care of. She didn't move at all and was very well-behaved. She even endured the itch even when her ears were being manipulated.

On the other side, Toyokawa Shoko, who was holding the bowl, noticed this and squatted there in surprise, with her hand holding the bowl stiffening.

She can do that kind of thing!

But now everyone had started to clean up, and it was not appropriate to go up at this time. Xiangzi could only help serve the porridge and sit there in silence.

……

"What does Fulilian do every day?"

"Well...reading, studying, daydreaming, sleeping, and occasionally going fishing."

It's like a hobby that middle-aged people have.

Nagasaki Kiyoshi felt vaguely worried. If it were in modern times, he would suggest going to the hospital for a check-up to see if it was Alzheimer's disease - just kidding.

The book says that elves are creatures that do nothing. There are often elves that use what humans find to be an extremely long time to do things that humans find boring.

For example, playing hide-and-seek with a child, hiding for a lifetime, and then popping out when the other person is old.

It sounds a bit scary.

Fortunately, Fulilian was not at that level. She was just simply slow and had a weak sense of time.

I sat there, not knowing what I was doing, and the whole morning passed.

Amazing.

As a human being - now a human being, Qing and Xiangzi cleared the surrounding forest, used magic to process the wood, dried it, and built houses.

The surrounding trees kept falling down, clearing out a piece of open space, which looked much more comfortable. People like to plant trees at home, but they don’t like to build homes in trees.

The noise startled birds from time to time, and some of them landed on Fulilian's head. They might have thought her hair was very soft and fluffy, suitable for building nests, and they chirped. After a while, another bird came over with a small branch in its beak.

Although I know it's not that exaggerated, I still wonder if Fulilian will just stay there motionless until a bird builds a nest on her head, lays eggs, and the baby birds can fly before she moves.

Qing walked over and gently touched the bird's beak. The lark-like bird then chirped and flew away, realizing that the bird near it was not a tree.

If Qing sat down here, he might end up like Fulilian.

"Your magic... is well hidden."

Fulilian seemed to wake up from a dream and looked at him. There seemed to be crushed colors in her emerald eyes, which were very gorgeous.

Is this also a characteristic of elves?

She looked carefully for a while, opened her mouth slowly, and her surprise came late.

"How? How did you hide it?"

The elf found that she could not sense his magic at all, as if he had merged into one with nature. This feeling of no threat made her a little scared.

The magician can see clearly, just like a person sees a ghost, he can see it, but there is no shadow in the perception/mirror.

If the magic power of the girl next to her was not clearly visible, Fulilian would have suspected that she had encountered something called a "ghost" fabricated by humans.

After that, I was very curious.

From what she could tell, it was just a young human who had just reached adulthood. How on earth could he have such skills?

"Just suppress them inside the body."

Qing thinks this is normal.

Although Xiangzi and Aite couldn't do it, he and Solitaire could hide it easily.

The demons I encountered were also very good at hiding their magic power, but they couldn't do it so well most of the time.

"Suppressed in the body?"

Fulilian subconsciously took a step back.

It feels like there's a bomb right in front of me.

"?"

She walked around Qing, thinking as she walked, and walked like this for ten minutes.

Then he leaned to the side and began to retch.