Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 22 The Faith of the Elves
Day 22 of the adventure.

With Kraft's joining, Lord and Celie's adventure became much easier.

Especially the dwarf Thorm was always the first to rush into battle. Sometimes the battle was over before Lord even made any effort.

If the opponent cannot handle it for a while, Kraft and Celie will also take action. Basically, no monster can withstand the attacks of these three people.

During this period, Lord also insisted on improving the level of magic power in his body every day.

He also took the time to ask Celia to teach him the magic of the light beam missile, and Celia naturally agreed and taught him step by step how to condense the light and then explode it.

This scene made Kraft smile bitterly, and he simply hid aside and didn't look at the two people.

"It's delicious! Give me another bowl, Mr. Lord."

In front of the fire, the dwarf Som held the wild vegetable and mushroom soup in his hand and praised it highly. It was the first time he tasted such exquisite and delicious food.

"Just call me Lord."

Lord added another bowl to Som. This guy was not like a dwarf at all except for his fighting and eating like a dwarf.

The fact that the other party could sew clothes alone made Lord feel a little uncomfortable.

He didn't know how the other person's big hands could use the small embroidery needle so skillfully. He could only say that sometimes stereotypes can be fatal.

"It's really delicious. I suddenly understand why you, Celie, went on this trip with Lord."

Kraft ate the skewers with big mouthfuls and exclaimed in admiration.

"That's not why I'm doing this."

Celie retorted, sipping from a bowl of mushroom soup.

Ever since she got scalded last time, she has learned her lesson and always blows on the drink twice before drinking.

"But I'm surprised you would accept this food."

Kraft used to be a pure vegetarian like himself in the Elf Forest, but he had nothing to eat, so he would occasionally try new and unusual foods.

For example, the grilled mushroom skewers that Lord handed to me when I first met him.

The way Kraft was eating meat with such big mouthfuls did surprise Celie a little.

"During these past hundred years of adventure, we didn't have the fruits and plants like those in the Elf Forest. Naturally, we just ate whatever we could find when we were hungry. Basically, all the companions who went out on adventures ended up like this."

Hearing Kraft say this, Lord had a bold guess in his mind.

Could it be that after thousands of years, all these ancient elves have turned into meat-eating elves like Fulilian?
Lord felt as if he had vaguely touched the truth of history.

"By the way, I thought you elves only had the Elf Forest as your base, but I didn't expect there was actually an elven country." Lord sighed.

"This must have happened two thousand years ago," Kraft said slowly. "It was shortly after the God War began, and the elves of the Elf Forest had disagreements about the war."

It actually involves the beginning of the Age of Gods?

Lord quickly moved closer to his ear, ready to understand the secret.

However, he did not notice that his entire body was pressed against Celia. When Lord came to his senses, he saw that his thighs were pressed tightly against Celia, and he could even smell the fragrance coming from the other person.

Fortunately, our Miss Celia doesn't seem to care about this.

For her, it was enough as long as Lord didn't tie her up like he did in the tent before.

Seeing that Celie didn't seem to refuse, Lord didn't move away and sat next to her shamelessly.

And Kraft's story continues.

“The elves believe in the Goddess of Life, but the goddess’ followers are not the elves, but the Skywing.

During the war of the gods, the goddess of life was also drawn into the conflict. Some elves believed that elves should fight for the goddess, while others believed that an elf's choice had nothing to do with faith. Ultimately, some elves left the forest, abandoning their title as the oldest elves.

"It sounds a bit like the story of the strongest elf in history and the strongest elf in modern times."

Lord sighed for no reason, and the others couldn't understand what he said at all.

"The strongest elf in history?" Kraft asked with interest: "Who are you referring to? Lucymi? Ledoras? Or Kevin Trill?"

Kraft blurted out several names that Lord had never heard of.

But he must be a famous elf warrior in history. It seems that Kraft misunderstood his meaning.

So he quickly laughed it off and said, "Ah, it's the legend I heard in the tribe. Actually, I can't remember the name."

Celie glanced at him suspiciously: "Human tribes have legends about elves?"

She had asked Lord where he came from before, and he only said that he had crossed the sea from a very large human country on the other side of the eastern sea.

It is impossible to tell the real and fake Celia.

After all, she didn't know what was on the other side of the sea.

"Well," Lord continued to lie, "it might be a story told by a traveler who saw an elf."

Anyway, in a continental world like this, no one knows what is on the other side of the sea.

So Lord can lie at will.

Kraft laughed. "I see. It seems we elves are quite famous among humans!"

It is indeed famous, but its reputation has become increasingly distorted.

Lord felt sad in his heart, but he did not say it out loud this time to avoid further questioning.

Som suddenly interrupted: "What happened next? What happened to the elves who left the forest?"

In fact, Lord had already vaguely guessed the subsequent plot.

Kraft's expression grew serious. "They established the Elven Kingdom and participated in the two-thousand-year-long war between gods."

"Until now." Celie replied softly. As a member of the Elf Forest, she actually envied these elves.

Be able to participate in this war openly and freely.

After Celia finished speaking, everyone was silent for a moment, the breeze making the flames of the bonfire dance, until Kraft spoke again.

"But, Celie, haven't you changed your mind yet?"

Kraft asked suddenly, but both Celie and Lord knew what the other party was talking about.

Seeing Celie's silence, Kraft sighed, "Well, don't rush into those places until you feel you're strong enough."

His journey with these people ended at the Forest of Gmir, and from then on he would be travelling alone.

So this was his last attempt of dissuasion.

Celie nodded: "I know my limits."

"That's good." Kraft turned to Lord, "Take good care of her."

Lord was at a loss for words: "I think she should be the one taking care of me."

Kraft smiled and said, "From a strength perspective, it's true, but..."

He gave Lord a meaningful look and said, "You are the first person that Celie values ​​so much."

(End of this chapter)