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Philen calmly said to Shi Yichen and Frilian, "Only Philen herself knows whether something is wrong or not!"

Philon put his hands together and began to pray to the goddess for Haita, while Shi Yichen stood aside and also began to pray for Haita.

A beam of holy light shone from behind Shi Yichen, and a pair of pure white wings radiating holy light appeared behind him, as if an angel had descended.

The holy light surrounded Haita's body for a very long time, and only after Shi Yichen finished his prayer did the holy light slowly dissipate.

"Philan, could you please step out for a moment?"

Shi Yichen rubbed Philon's little head and said to her.

"Ah."

Although Philen didn't know what Shi Yichen was going to do, she obediently left the room.

Seeing that Philen had already left, Shi Yichen reached out and aimed at the deceased Haita. A magic circle lit up, and Haita slowly transformed back into his youthful appearance.

What's going on here?

Frilian didn't understand why Shi Yichen wanted to turn Haita back to his youthful appearance.

"This was Haita's request before he left. He was afraid that Simmel wouldn't recognize him in heaven after he died, so he asked me to turn him back to his youthful appearance so that Simmel could see him at a glance in heaven."

Shi Yichen told Frilian that she didn't want to do this at first, but Haita said it was to make it easier for Simmel to recognize him. Hearing that it was for Simmel, Shi Yichen had no choice but to agree to Haita's request.

"No wonder they made Philen go out; they were afraid Philen would see that he was a greasy old man!"

Frillie said speechlessly, "I never expected that Haita would ultimately choose to revert to his younger self."

"Hita has already prepared everything for himself. All we need to do is take Haita to the church in the Holy City. Haita has arranged everything else."

Shi Yichen used magic to conjure a coffin and placed Haita inside.

“I’ll go find a carriage. You stay home and watch over Philon.”

Shi Yichen turned to Frilian and said that a carriage was needed to take Haita to Saint-Germain, and she needed to find one.

"Knock knock knock!"

"Lord Shi Yichen, Lady Frilian, a carriage has arrived outside."

At this moment, Philon knocked on the door and addressed Shi Yichen and Frilian.

"It seems that Haita arranged this. He has already calculated when he will die. Let's go! We'll take Haita out."

"Ah."

Shi Yichen used levitation magic to transport Haita's coffin to the courtyard. The carriage was already parked there. After placing Haita's coffin on the carriage, the two of them, along with Philon, boarded the carriage and headed to the Holy Capital.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The church bells rang out one after another.

The church clergy buried Haita's coffin in the ground, erected the prepared tombstone, and left, leaving only Shi Yichen, Frilian, and Philon in the cemetery.

Frilian had already taken out the wine she had prepared for Haita and poured it all over Haita's tombstone.

"Lord Shi Yichen, Lady Frilian, thank you very much. It is because of your guidance that I am able to repay Mr. Haita."

Standing beside Shi Yichen, Philon looked at Haita's tombstone with a relieved expression and said that she had finally repaid Haita's kindness.

"I was just tricked by him; this drunken monk schemed against me."

Frillie opened the second bottle of wine and poured it on Haita's tombstone, saying...

"Well! Haita didn't do it on purpose. He was just worried about Philen. Besides, Philen is so cute, how could you bear to leave her alone in the Holy Capital?"

Like an older sister, Shi Yichen reached out and gently patted the little heads of Frilian and Philon.

"That's not what I meant. I just didn't expect Haita to entrust Philon to us in this way."

Frillie shook her head. It wasn't that she disliked Philon, but Haita's actions had indeed deceived her, which made her somewhat unhappy.

"Let's go back and pack up!"

Shi Yichen looked at Frilian and Philon. Now that the matter in Haita had been settled, it was time for them to set off on their journey with Philon.

"Ah."

…………

the next day.

Shi Yichen, Frilian, and Philon.

The three of them stood in the courtyard, looking at the house in front of them.

Let's go!

Frilian looked at Shi Yichen and Philon.

"Yes, but make sure to protect this place before you leave."

As he spoke, Shi Yichen stretched out his hand and released a protective barrier towards the house in front of him. This was Haita and Philen's home, so of course it had to be protected. Philen might come back to live here in the future.

"Thank you very much, Lord Shi Yichen."

Philon looked at the house where she had lived for so many years with a heavy heart; it was a place filled with her fond memories.

"Let's go!"

Shi Yichen gently rubbed Philon's little head.

The three of them then embarked on their journey.

…………

Two years later.

Twenty-six years after the death of the hero Simmel.

The central states.

Turk region.

Frillie accepted a villager's request to help harvest farm produce, and her reward was a piece of folk magic.

So Frilian took Philon to help harvest the crops. Philon had grown quite a bit taller in the past two years, and was only a little shorter than Frilian.

While they were busy, Shi Yichen was naturally helping out as well. After all, she was a great mage, and even more powerful than Frilian.

Although Shi Yichen is a warrior, she is also a mage, and a great mage at that. Don't be fooled by the holy sword she carries every day; she also has a magic wand.

It is a wand that is entirely golden, similar to Gandalf's wand, except that it is made of gold and the gem at the top is also golden.

However, Shi Yichen rarely uses it. The wand's function is only to enhance the power of magical attacks. One can still use magic without a wand, but only a powerful mage can do that.

Of course, a thousand years ago, all magicians could do that, but now magicians rely heavily on their wands. I don't know if this is progress or regression.

"That's enough, Philon, it's over."

Frillie looked at the cart full of pumpkins and said to Philon.

The three followed the farmer back to his home to collect their payment.

"Thank you for your help. This is the agreed-upon payment."

After the farmer returned home, he quickly took out a magic scroll and handed it to Frillie.

"They're all just mundane jobs!"

Over the past two years, Philon had done many similar things to help others, and the reward was either magic scrolls or magic books, which were things that Frilian was most interested in.

"That's how adventurers are."

Frilian was used to it. Like before, when Simmel and the others ran out of money, they would help others to earn money so that they would have the travel expenses to fight the Demon King.

"What kind of magic is this reward?"

Philon was very curious about what kind of magic she had received.