Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 9 The Attacked Dwarf Village
"What do you mean? Do you want to take action?"

Lord was a little nervous. This was his first time facing such a large number of monsters. He was more nervous than when he faced the wolf pack and the magic bear before.

Celie rolled her eyes at him. "Why don't you take action? Do you think I'm just here to watch the fun?"

After hearing what Celia said, Lord realized that this master really liked this kind of scene.

I'm afraid he can't hold back and is about to take action now.

Hope the werewolf is okay.

Lord's prayers were doomed to be useless. Our Miss Celia didn't care about being fair and just. While the werewolves and dwarves were fighting fiercely, she went behind them and raised her hand to launch an enhanced version of the rain of light arrows.

Even the kind that fires in bursts.

Golden arrows of light poured down like a rainstorm, instantly pinning more than a dozen wolf demons to the ground.

The dwarves were stunned by this sudden support and turned to look in the direction where the light arrows came from.

Dwarves are well-known for their weakness to magic. The gods have blessed them with strong physiques, and an adult dwarf can easily tear a magic bear apart with his bare hands. But at the same time, their magical talents have been sealed.

Therefore, there are naturally no magicians in this dwarf village.

Celie stood high up, her long golden hair fluttering in the wind, a somewhat fanatical smile on her face.

Sure enough, it is this kind of occasion that can make me happy.

However, the spells improved by that man are really good. Celie has abandoned her previous single-shot arrow technique, and now she always starts with a rain of arrows.

It has a large range and a large number, which makes it much more useful than the previous single-shot arrows.

Lord was not idle either. He quickly released a modified version of the Great Detection Technique.

The magic circle unfolded, and after confirming that there were no hidden werewolves, he immediately shouted to the dwarves, "Don't just stand there, there are four more on the left."

Celia's rain of arrows did not kill all the werewolves. A few were left, and two of them were fighting with the dwarves, which Celia did not cover.

After being reminded by Lord, the dwarves reacted and sent several people to fight the werewolf in front of them immediately, while the rest went to deal with the werewolf on the left.

Coupled with Lord's occasional light arrows, the battle ended quickly.

An older dwarf who looked like a leader stepped forward and said, "Thank you for your help, my two elves."

He paused when he saw Lord.

He had never seen an elf with short ears, but since he could be with the elves, it meant that the other party must be an elf as well.

After all, elves are notoriously xenophobic and aloof.

"I'm not an elf, I'm a human." Lord explained helplessly.

Humanity's visibility is quite low in this era.

"Human?" The dwarf leader was a little confused. What exactly was a human? Was it also a race?

Seeing the puzzled expression on the other person's face, Lord gave up the idea of ​​asking him if he had seen anyone of the same race.

"Never mind. I'm Lord, her name is Celie, and we're currently traveling."

"Travel?" The dwarf leader nodded. "I am Amuro Ironfoot, the chief of this clan. We are planning to hold a banquet tonight. I hope you two will attend so that we can repay you for saving our lives."

"What do you think?"

Lord looked at Celia. The opponent was the main output just now. Most of the werewolves died at the hands of the opponent. He simply played a supporting role.

“Yes.” As night fell, the dwarves lit a bonfire.

During this period, Lord took the initiative to undertake the task of lighting the fire. He snapped his fingers and made the fire magic that made the eyes of the dwarves shine.

If you master this magic, you will no longer have to go through the trouble of drilling wood to make fire and then carefully keep the fire burning.

Unfortunately, they could only envy them. After all, dwarves were notorious magic idiots and it was impossible for them to learn magic.

"Thank you again, Mr. Lord."

Amuro walked over to Lord with a glass of wine in his hand. He was very grateful to Lord for his great help in dealing with the werewolf's corpse just now.

The most troublesome thing about monsters is that their blood will pollute the land, and even their corpses have to be burned, otherwise they are likely to turn into undead corpses and become even more terrifying monsters.

"It's okay, Chief Amuro." Lord raised his glass and clinked it with the dwarf chief in front of him.

The other person's beard was very long and had turned gray, and he looked quite old.

Lord remembered that the lifespan of dwarves in this world seemed to be much longer than that of humans, basically around two to three hundred years. After all, Xin Jiyuan in later generations was already several decades old, and Aize had just entered old age.

He said that he could no longer swing the axe, but in fact he could easily kill a demon with one blow.

There is also the dwarf warrior Furu who guards the village. He looks older than Amuro in front of him, but he is actually much more powerful.

All I can say is that the strength of the dwarves really can’t be judged by age.

"Miss Celia, do you really not need anything?"

Amuro looked at Celie, who was sitting beside him with only a glass of water in her hand.

"No, I don't like wine, and your cooking elements are too confusing."

Lord was a little surprised after hearing this. When he cooked for this elf lady, she had never been picky about food, nor would she refuse the food he cooked because the elements were too chaotic.

When I took a bite of the kebab made of some unknown animal meat, I could taste the coarse salt grains sprinkled on the surface. The taste was very rough, and it was indeed much different from my own.

Amuro didn't say anything about Celie's refusal. After all, he would be surprised if she participated in his celebration like this.

Compared with Celia, Lord in front of him didn't look like an elf at all.

Amuro then spoke again, "It seems Mr. Lord is not an elf. I just don't know what humans are like. I have never seen one before."

Amuro stroked his beard, a look of reminiscence in his eyes.

"When I was young, I also traveled across this continent and encountered many creatures of different races. Some of them I could communicate with, while others I couldn't. Unfortunately, I later encountered the demons and nearly died at their hands. Since then, I haven't left the village again."

Amuro's arm was exposed, with a deep scar running down his chest.

"Are the demons very strong?" Lord asked.

"Very strong!" Amuro said solemnly, "Each demon is an evolution of one of the most powerful monsters. Whether in combat or understanding of magic, they should not be underestimated."

"Don't underestimate the demons. You should know that the destruction of the original dwarf kingdom was related to the demons."

Celie, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke up.

"This continent originally had five nations, one of which was the Dwarven Kingdom. However, this nation was destroyed overnight, and its people were divided into eight clans that roamed the continent."

Lord noticed that as Celie spoke, a hint of pain appeared in Amuro's eyes.

(End of this chapter)