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Chapter 44 A visit from an old friend
On the road north of Ridge Peak Territory, two women, one tall and one short, were walking together.

The taller one was a human woman in her twenties or thirties. She wore a white robe, a gold necklace and bracelets, her orange hair was braided into three braids and hung down behind her, and a faint smile hung on her mature face.

Behind her, the slightly shorter person was a petite girl who looked underage.

She had long silver hair and wore a simple coarse cloth dress. A pair of pointed ears stuck out from between her hair. She was obviously an elf whose age could not be judged by her appearance.

Looking at the back of the human woman in front of her, the silver-haired elf girl whispered:
"Volame."

"Call the teacher."

Volame corrected without looking back.

The elf girl didn't reply, but asked calmly: "You haven't told me where we are going."

Volame smiled and said, "To see an old friend."

"Surprisingly, you have friends besides Damon?"

The Elf heroine's unintentional venom left Volame slightly speechless.

She glanced at the girl and chuckled, "Very rarely, that's why I wanted to take you to meet him."

Having said that, Volame paused and said with interest: "Come to think of it, I was the one who taught him magic!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the expression on the silver-haired elf girl's face finally showed some fluctuation.

She looked at Fu La Mei with a little surprise and said, "He is also your disciple?"

"Well, barely."

"Reluctantly?... That sounds suspicious."

Volame smiled and looked ahead, saying, "It's true that I taught him magic, but I can't really be considered a teacher."

What do you mean?
The silver-haired elf girl tilted her head slightly, as if she was a little confused by these ambiguous words.

At this moment, she suddenly stopped, raised her hands, and a crescent moon staff with a ruby ​​on the top appeared out of thin air and was held in her hands.

"There are demons."

The silver-haired elf girl turned her head and looked calmly at the forest in front of her right.

Volame glanced at her and said calmly, "Go."

The elf girl gripped her staff tightly and rushed into the forest to the right front.

A moment later, a violent fluctuation of magical power and a roar full of pain and anger were heard in the forest.

The scene shifted to the interior of the forest, where the silver-haired elf girl was standing in the clearing, holding a staff in both hands, looking calmly at the fallen trees and the burning remains of the demons in front of her.

"...annihilate two and let one escape."

The silver-haired elf girl turned her gaze and looked forward, following the fan-shaped collapsed forest.

There, a weak magical power was escaping rapidly. Judging from the direction it was heading, it was exactly the destination she and Volame were going to, the relatively remote village ahead.

Without hesitation, the silver-haired elf girl immediately decided to chase after him and kill him.

But before she could take a step, a powerful magic bound her to the spot.

"..."

The silver-haired elf girl frowned and turned to look at Volame standing behind her.

"There's a lot of magical energy ahead. It should be a village or a town."

"I know."

Volame smiled and said, "Remember the friend I just mentioned?"

Fulilian was startled when she heard this.

Volame smiled slightly and said meaningfully: "He is very strong!"

……

……

Ten minutes later, in the forest north of Ridgepeak City.

The black-haired, black-eyed boy stood beside a low hill, looking calmly ahead, watching the wisp of smoke rising at the end of his field of vision.

In the smoke and dust, there was a tall demon running towards them.

He had a massive body over three meters tall, clad in thick armor and carrying a two-handed sword at his waist. He was clearly a demon warrior who favored using mana and magic to enhance his physique. Such warriors were mostly found on the northern frontiers and were rare in the central regions of the continent.

Therefore, the guy in front of him was most likely someone who had sneaked over from the frontline area further north.

Perhaps it was for this reason that he was not as aware of the dangers of this forest as the local demons.

When the demons who were rushing towards them saw the black-robed young man beside the hill, they didn't pay any attention.

Because there was no trace of magic power on the boy, he was just an ordinary human being.

Such a weak existence would naturally not be taken seriously by the powerful and arrogant demon warriors.

Rather than this young man, he was more concerned about the hills around the young man. That place was emitting huge and pure magical fluctuations, and it was very likely that a magical vein was hidden there.

What he needs most at this moment are these natural substances containing magical powers.

The demon warrior's fiery gaze turned and fell on the young man next to him.

Although he didn't care about the boy, he didn't mind taking his life if it didn't waste time.

So, with this thought in mind, the demon warrior ran up to the young man with a grin.

As they passed by, he casually swung the sword in his hand and slashed at the boy's throat like lightning.

The next second, the sword blade touched the skin, but the expected smooth chopping feeling did not come, instead there was an indescribable feeling of stagnation.

It was as if what he was cutting was not flesh and blood, but a towering and majestic mountain!

No, even if it is a mountain, there will at least be vibration and sound feedback.

But the boy's skin was like a black hole with its own suction, absorbing all the energy carried by the sword without making any sound.

……How is this going?

The demon warrior was stunned for a moment, his thoughts stagnating for a moment.

At the same time, the young man raised his hand and grabbed the sword at his neck, causing the demon warrior's running body to stop instantly, which was counterintuitive.

Then, the young man tilted his head slightly, glancing at the tall demon whose face was filled with astonishment at the sudden stop, and slowly uttered a word:

"wind."

Just one simple word, and the magic power within a hundred meters radius instantly erupted.

A strong wind suddenly rose from the ground, and countless violent air currents gathered together and turned into an extremely terrifying green hurricane, which completely swallowed up the three-meter-tall body of the demon warrior.

"Chichi-"

In an instant, the air flow rotated at high speed, madly cutting everything in the hurricane.

Including but not limited to rocks, armor, swords, flesh, bones, and even dust suspended in the air.

From the moment the word "wind" landed to the moment the hurricane formed, everything happened in a flash.

The demon still had a look of astonishment and confusion on his face, but his body had already broken into pieces, turning into ashes and gradually dissipating.

"call--"

The hurricane dissipated, leaving only gentle breezes blowing around the young man.

The young man didn't care at all about the ant that overestimated its own capabilities.

He raised his hand, placed his palm on the low hill beside him, and looked ahead. It seemed that he could see two figures walking on the road across dozens of miles.

"It's actually a newly built avenue..."

"What a shame. I thought you would go straight to the castle."

"Well, this road leads to the unfinished city of Ridgepeak. You'll probably be surprised to see what was once a village transformed into the town it is today, right?"

The corners of the boy's mouth curled up, with a faint smile on his face.

After a moment, he turned around and walked towards the forest behind him, saying casually:
"Let's go, Rhydon, don't sleep!"

"Boom!"

With a dull roar, the seemingly low hills nearby suddenly rose from the ground, and in the distorted mimicry magic on the surface of the mountain, they transformed into a giant unicorn beast with a body length of more than 80 meters and a shoulder height of more than 30 meters.

"roar~"

The giant unicorn let out a low growl that sounded slightly aggrieved, then spread out its four hooves and followed the young man's footsteps.

(End of this chapter)