Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 206 Arrangement and Rejection

In recent decades, the activities of the demons have become more frequent again.

Taking Erd of the northern countries as the starting point, it was observed that the upper limit of the new generation of demons has been upgraded from generals to great demons, and even a great demon among the remnants of the old era has appeared - the Last Saint Todd.

After learning from the new generation of demons that the Demon King was still alive, the royal city resumed the project of receiving heroes and providing initial start-up funds. At one time, countless teams of heroes gathered again, and the profession of adventurer became active again.

It seems that no matter what era or what experience, fighters are always indispensable.

……

Even if all the prerequisites were prepared, the research and development progress in the past was still abnormally slow.

Judging from the current progress, Lu Ke estimates that it will take at least 70 to 80 years.

This timing is very delicate, because the future vision cannot see the future at almost that time, which obviously means something big is happening.

"I won't die by then."

He assumed the worst, after all, the dead naturally had no future.

In the room, sleepy Flillian buried her head in the magic book, unable to open her eyes. The reversed day and night schedule made the usually lazy elf a little confused.

"This reminds me of when I was studying flying magic."

"Flying magic isn't that difficult."

He glanced at the sleepy teacher and said, "You've worked hard these days. Go back and have a rest first."

"No, the current project is almost finished. If we can figure out the method of speculating future vision and then reverse it, we will have the basic theory of past tense. Although it is still a long way from complete, we can see hope."

Fulilian yawned and tried to stay awake to look at the annotations on the future vision manual, but her eyelids closed uncontrollably little by little, and finally she curled up on the table.

After she fell asleep with steady breathing, Luke glanced behind the door and said calmly, "Come in."

The door was slowly and quietly pushed open, and the tall and handsome young hero Xin Meir walked in cautiously on tiptoe and nodded to Lu Ke a little stiffly.

"Good evening, Mr. Luke."

He spoke softly and in a gentle tone, as if he was worried about disturbing the sleeping spirit.

"You don't have to be so careful. If Fulilian falls asleep, she can't be woken up unless she makes some loud noise."

"I know."

Although he said this, Xin Meier still considerately covered Fulilian with a blanket, his eyes full of admiration. After a moment, he turned his gaze to Lu Ke and his expression became serious.

"Mr. Luke, I have something to tell you."

Luke put down the magic book in his hand and put it back to its original place, then stood up neatly, "Hurry up."

The two walked to the corner of the courtyard, and Luke sat on a bench, admiring the moonlight that he hadn't seen for a long time, taking the opportunity to relax his tense nerves.

It had been a while since he had admired the moon, perhaps about ten years.

"Mr. Luke, don't you feel tired studying magic in the study room all day long?"

Xin Meier asked with concern.

Ever since he met Luke and Flillian when they were young, he always saw the two of them staying in the study room all day long.

"Fortunately, it's a pleasure to have something to do."

He likes reading more now than when he was young, because knowledge is eternal.

Kingdoms may fall, families may decline, oceans may turn into mulberry fields, but the knowledge in your mind is eternal.

Lu Ke replied calmly, "You didn't call me out just to show concern for my health."

Xin Meir hesitated for a moment, but decided to confess.

"Mr. Luke, I would like to invite Fulilian to join my team of brave warriors."

After listening to Xin Meier's words, Lu Ke nodded, "I understand. Is there anything else?"

"You have no objection?"

Xin Meir was a little surprised and at a loss.

Although Luke and Flillian had a simple student-teacher relationship, as both were elves and spent all day together, he initially thought they were a couple and was sad for a long time.

Later, he found out that there was nothing between the two of them, and he always regarded Luke as Fulilian's guardian and respected him very much.

"You have had an extraordinary talent for fighting since you were young, and you are now very powerful. Haita is also a monk who can be called a saint, and your auxiliary ability is amazing. I feel relieved to have you two protecting Fulilian."

Xin Meier smiled and nodded, "Thank you for your trust, I will take good care of Fulilian."

"You still want to take care of her for the rest of her life, right? A human life."

This sudden remark froze Xin Meir's smile on his face. His face turned red, but he couldn't say anything to refute.

"You...you can see that? I thought all elves were as clueless about feelings as Flillian."

"Elves are not demons. Elves can cry, laugh, quarrel, and have things they like and dislike, but their mood swings are not as great as those of humans."

Luke stroked the small bottle on his chest and said, "I'm a little more special."

Xin Meir slowly recovered from his surprise and asked a little nervously.

"So what do you think of my feelings?"

"If it were in the past, I would probably be happy to bring you together."

Luke lowered his eyes and looked at the hazy moonlight. "But now... just do what you think is right."

He didn't intend to deny the time he spent with Trela, but the life span of elves and humans was indeed an unsolvable problem, so the choice was up to the individual.

However, in his opinion, Xin Meir in this life will most likely follow the same path as in the original work.

Xin Meier's gentle personality makes him more considerate of other people's feelings. In order to prevent Fulilian from being sad after his death, he will probably watch silently without saying anything.

Don't make a connection, it will only increase the sorrow.

Xin Meir should have thought about this problem as well, as a hint of disappointment appeared on his childish face.

Looking at Xin Meir, who was still a half-child, Luke thought for a moment and snapped his fingers.

In the sky, countless dazzling meteors with blue tails appeared. The meteors fell like silver ribbons, splattering bright silver colors on the black canvas.

"What a nice view."

Xin Meier's eyes were attracted by these meteors. "Mr. Luke, is this your magic?"

"Well, the magic that creates a meteor shower."

Lu Ke also silently watched the meteor shower in the sky that seemed to never stop. "It's essentially a visual deception, just an illusion of flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water. It's not some powerful magic."

Xin Meier shook his head in disapproval, his tone unusually serious: "But I don't see any falsehood in it. You must have spent a lot of time on this magic. I think this magic is amazing."

His words stunned Luke for a moment, then he chuckled softly and reached out to rub Xin Meir's head.

"I originally wanted to comfort you, but I didn't expect to be comforted by you instead."

"Xin Meier, you will become a great hero."

At this time, Xin Meir was no longer humble and nodded confidently.

"I think so."

……

Time passed, and soon it was time for the brave team to set out.

The gifted brave swordsman and the young and promising saint monk formally invited Fulilian to be the magician of the team and go on the journey with them. In the early morning when the team left Barum, Luke came to Fulilian's room to help her pack her things, so as to avoid any inconvenience to the elf who was forgetful after going out.

"Is it really okay?"

Flillian, who was enjoying the free time, leaned her head and asked Luke.

"If I leave, the progress of magic research will not be interrupted, right?"

"No, the basic principles have been almost figured out. Your absence will only delay it for a while, and it will only take ten years."

As Luke answered, he stuffed the stock of magic books into Fulilian's suitcase to help her pass the time during the journey, and also put some common daily necessities in it.

"How do you know it's ten years... Oh, future vision."

Fulilian tapped her chin thoughtfully, and sighed in her heart that this magic was really useful.

After rummaging through the suitcase and seeing the shriveled purse, Luke smacked his lips in silence.

Although she had obtained a large amount of wealth after studying flying magic, Fulilian squandered it all at a very fast speed, using it all to buy magic, magic devices, and some strange things.

After filling the purse with a large pile of gold coins, Lu Ke took out the potion that could melt clothes with an expressionless face.

"Who asked you to bring this?"

"Master said that men will be very happy if you give them this thing. I plan to give it to my teammates when it's their birthday." Fulilian answered casually, swinging her feet on the bed.

"Treila said she used it when she was pursuing you, and it worked quite well."

Lu Ke's movements froze for a moment, and then he took the potion away as if nothing had happened.

"You are not allowed to bring this, you are too young."

"You're not even a fraction of my age, Luke."

Lu Ke skipped the topic and continued to remind them, "When you are in the same team, you should learn to accommodate others. Don't stay in bed all day. Remember to be more reliable."

Fulilian blinked, "Am I unreliable?"

"From a magic point of view, you are pretty reliable most of the time. Just don't rush to the treasure chest when you see it."

Luke sighed, "I clearly gave you a magic book on identifying treasure chests, so why do you always get eaten by treasure chest monsters?"

"Magic also has errors. That magic is only 99% accurate. Great magicians are geniuses who dare to strive for that 1%."

Instead of feeling ashamed of being swallowed by the treasure chest monster, Fulilian felt proud.

“Does the 99% failure rate mean we should ignore the 1% chance of success?”

Luke: "..."

If someone designed a role-playing game with only two possibilities: great success or failure, then probably no one would play it except masochists.

"Anyway, have a nice trip."

After hesitating for a long time, seeing that the coachman not far away was already looking impatient, Xinmei and Haita also waved at the two of them, and Luke carried the person and the box onto the carriage.

"I'll leave Fulilian in your care."

Luke nodded at the two of them.

Xin Meier answered seriously, "Please rest assured, I will definitely bring Fulilian back safely."

At this time, Fulilian seemed to have thought of something and stuck her head out of the window.

"Oh, by the way, there's something I forgot to tell you. I investigated it before..."

The coachman, who had been waiting for a long time, waved his whip when he saw that everyone was present. The frightened horses immediately started running, interrupting Fulilian's words.

Luke squinted at the gradually shrinking carriage, then turned back and started packing.

The research progress would indeed be delayed due to Flillian's departure, but he did not intend to waste time. Instead, he would find a helper who was more proficient in theory and had richer knowledge reserves.

Frillian's master, Flame's master, the origin of human magic, and the ancient elf Celia.

That being should have come out during this time period to establish a new magic association, but due to the butterfly effect he brought about, the new magic association has been established spontaneously.

But it doesn’t matter. With his vision of the future, it is not difficult for him to find someone.

But just as he set out, an uninvited guest interrupted his journey.

The resolute eyes, the elegant moustache, and the strong physique that made people feel strong just by looking at him, all the people who were praised in various newspapers and by word of mouth stopped Lu Ke in his tracks.

The Brave Man of the South!
This powerful fighter who single-handedly fought against the Seven Collapse Sages and Shurahat in another world line, and was able to kill three of them and die together with Shurahat, suddenly blocked Lu Ke's way.

"The father of classical magic, the great magician who invented many magics, it's been a long time since we last met."

"The Brave Man of the South, the great hero who ended the war between the nations. I have heard of your name."

Lu Ke looked at him calmly, "You don't look well?"

This brave warrior's face turned black, and his entire body was shrouded in black air. Large drops of sweat dripped from his forehead, like a real curse corroding his body.

"This is the curse that Todd, the last saint of the Great Demon Clan, cast upon me."

The voice of the Southern Brave Man was a little erratic, as if he was in great pain all the time.

"She spent hundreds of years casting an invisible curse on this planet. In order to prevent the curse from being detonated later, I killed her and absorbed all the curses onto myself."

The magic of the great demons is almost miraculous. It does not mean that it can be cracked by having strong enough combat power. It is difficult to achieve victory without a targeted plan.

Luke listened in awe, "You should immediately go to the sanctuary to find the best monk to help you cleanse the curse."

"it's useless."

The Hero of the South shook his head, "I've been there before, but the curse accumulated over hundreds of years is too strong, even the Archbishop can't do anything about it."

"So why did you come to me? I only know simple healing magic, which is not even as good as the average monk."

The Southern Hero laughed twice with twitching cheeks, "I am not here to seek treatment, but to find relief."

"You want me to kill you?"

Lu Ke frowned. This reason didn't seem very sufficient. The Hero of the South could just find someone else.

"Besides that, I also want to talk to you."

Although he had no idea what the Hero of the South wanted to say, out of respect for his great achievement, Luke raised his hand and signaled him to speak freely.

The Southern Hero forced a smile and said, "You may not believe this, but I have always admired you when I was a child. I dreamed of becoming a magician and flying freely in the sky."

"But suddenly one day a war broke out. The fighting between the countries continued. I saw countless corpses and countless blood. Then, somehow, I could see farther and farther away."

“I saw a brave man put an end to the war and bring peace back to the world. He turned his head and I found that he looked exactly like me, so I followed his path, overcame difficulties, and completed the scene I had seen.”

Lu Ke became a little impatient when he heard this. "If you have something to say, please speak directly."

The Southern Hero smiled bitterly as his face twitched due to the curse.

"Mr. Luke, I said so much just to say that sometimes it is not a bad thing to obey fate. What do you think?"

He looked at Luke with a complicated expression, "Please go back, don't try to find anything anymore, and don't study that magic anymore. Everything is the best arrangement."

Lu Ke chewed on the word "arrange" and a rosewood staff appeared in his hand.

With the long sigh of the Hero of the South, the great hero tortured by the curse was freed by the attack magic.

"I reject."

Happy National Day!
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