Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 25 Extreme Thoughts

The 30th day of the adventure.

The group's journey was very fast, perhaps because Kraft was familiar with the road, so the journey to the Gmir Forest, which would normally take a month, was now only half the time.

"It's really amazing! This kind of fast-growing magic is the first time I've seen other races use it besides the druids."

Kraft couldn't help but sigh again when he saw Lord take out a handful of seeds from his bag, scatter them on the ground, and then cast a spell to make the seeds quickly break out of the shells and grow.

During this time, he witnessed with his own eyes how Lord mastered this magic from being unskilled to such a high level of proficiency.

When he saw Lord perform magic in front of him for the first time, he was shocked.

Although the Lord experiment failed at that time.

Instead of growing successfully, the seeds simply withered away.

However, through repeated experiments, the seeds went from growing but not bearing fruit to bearing abundant fruit in just eight days.

This time was just a blink of an eye for the elves, but this man did it.

The young shoots grew rapidly, and in the blink of an eye became a complete plant, even bearing bright red fruits.

Lord picked the fruit and subconsciously handed it to Celie beside him.

Celie took the fruit and bit into it. The sweet juice burst in her mouth, making her squint her eyes slightly because of the sweetness.

Thorm came over at some point, his face full of admiration: "Lord, you are simply a walking granary!"

"What a strange metaphor!"

Lord smiled and punched the dwarf, but it didn't hurt.

During this period of time, he and Som became completely familiar with each other.

The opponent possesses the heroism and bravery of a dwarf, but also has a meticulousness that ordinary dwarves do not have.

Moreover, after learning of his and Celie's destination, he showed no intention of retreating, but was instead full of fighting spirit.

From any perspective, the other party is a qualified adventure partner. It would be even more perfect if he could eat less.

In fact, because of the addition of these two people, Lord's precious seasonings were drastically reduced. One of the reasons why he created the fast-growing magic was to replenish the seasonings.
Kraft stood not far away, his eyes flashing with complex light.

He had never seen such a special magic system. It was neither the inheritance of elves nor the magic of the druids. It seemed like some kind of magic he had never seen before.

Or in other words, it no longer seems like the magic system of this world.

He had asked Celia indirectly before, but she didn't say anything.

He also knew that this was a secret between the two of them, so he didn't continue to ask, but the curiosity in his heart would not disappear.

Moreover, judging from the magical talent Lord has shown, he will definitely become a powerful magician in the future.

He suddenly began to look forward to that day.

In the darkness of night, four people sat around the campfire.

Because they will officially enter the Gmir Forest tomorrow, everyone is not in a hurry and instead plans to rest for a night.

Lord was already impatient to meet his fellow tribesmen.

After all, this is the first time that I will see my fellow human beings in the more than half a year since I traveled through time.

I just hope that it is a kinder tribe. If it is full of cunning and disputes, Lord will not teach them magic.

At this time, Som was wolfing down the berries that Lord had created using his fast-growing magic, juice dripping down his smooth chin.

"Eat slowly," Lord said, smiling as he handed over a piece of cloth. "No one's going to snatch it from you."

The perfectly grilled skewers, the meticulously seasoned mushroom soup, and the berries for dessert were enough to whet the appetite of any creature in this world. Som wiped his mouth: "Lord, your cooking is absolutely delicious! Once this damned war is over, you absolutely have to go to the Dwarven Kingdom and become their chef!"

Som had heard about the summons to their village, and he had decided that when he became strong enough, he would return to the Dwarf Kingdom and become a respected warrior.

The war he was talking about naturally referred to the three tribes' coalition forces clearing out monsters.

But no one can guarantee when this war will end.

At least even the leaders of the three tribes themselves are not sure.

“Being a chef is not my dream.”

Lord smiled and rejected Som's proposal.

What a joke! At the very least, he wanted to be the oldest magician or the first great sage of mankind. How could the identity of a mere dwarf chef possibly satisfy him?

As for the first hero or something, Lord didn't have such an idea.

The main thing is that the Demon King is nowhere to be seen now, so even if you save the world, there is no big boss for you to fight.

Moreover, in the mythological era, it was difficult to say who was righteous and who was evil. All races fought for the gods they believed in, and it was impossible to tell right from wrong.

It's simply that all the races are tired of fighting and want to stop temporarily to solve the increasingly serious monster disaster first.

"But maybe this war will be the last war."

Kraft added a piece of wood to the fire and suddenly spoke. As the only one in the team who could communicate with the outside world, he naturally knew the latest developments in the outside world.

"Why?" Celie suddenly raised her head.

She could hear the subtext in Kraft's words, which seemed to be about more than just the three-tribe coalition.

"In fact, there were already some signs of this happening at the coalition meeting. The main reason was that all the races were tired of fighting, and even the gods themselves were fed up with it."

In the mythological age, gods truly existed in the world, or at least the foundation of gods existed in this world.

It's just that due to the limitations of this plane, the gods cannot use their full strength.

But they can use certain means to allow their divine power to manifest on their believers, and even allow their believers to harm other gods.

In fact, Lord has always wanted to meet the legendary god.

"Tsk."

Celie sighed softly and lowered her head. Lord naturally understood that she was a little unhappy.

After all, Celie's ultimate goal is to kill the gods, and she also hopes that the war will be as chaotic as possible.

Then one day someone told him that the gods were fed up and decided to stop the war.

You can imagine how angry he was.

You can stop if you want and fight if you want. What do you think of the believers?

If you want to fight, you must fight to the death. An ending like a draw is meaningless!

Celie's small face was hidden in the shadows, making it impossible to see her expression.

Lord moved closer quietly and said softly, "Don't think too much."

Celie raised her head, her golden eyes reflecting the firelight. "You don't understand, this war has been going on for two thousand years! Two thousand years!" Her voice was filled with a hint of undisguised anger. "Why...why didn't I appear in this world sooner!"

Lord remained silent.

Some of Celia's ideas in this era have become extreme.

(End of this chapter)