Reincarnation Band Magician

Now I am in the state of half demon and don’t need to sleep.

"I understand, Fulilian. Let's go take a look around and check if there's anything dangerous."

"Then I'll start cooking."

……

The forests in the central countries are more comfortable than those in the south, without that damp feeling.

After the meal, the aroma of food slowly drifted away. A bonfire was lit in front of the crystal cabinet, and the transparent material reflected the firelight, making the atmosphere look even more ominous.

After seeing this, Qing sat quietly in front to make the composition appear more earthly.

The adventure diary has been sorted out. There are not many monsters worth remembering so far. The last one is about a family of demons in the south. They were given "SR" cards for the time being. They are indeed very dangerous.

Closing the diary, Qing was looking forward to the day when Solitier would record it. At that time, he would definitely ask masters and famous artists for reference, and let them work hard to make an exquisite card that could be passed down to future generations.

"Then I'll have to clear the night watch. Thank you for your hard work."

Qing hummed, "Good night."

"Good night."

"Good night, Qing."

The two ladies went in.

Because it is semi-enclosed, like a cabinet bed, the boots are placed outside.

Fulilian slept at the end near the campfire, and the conducted heat allowed her to close her eyes comfortably. Xiangzi was on the other side, sleeping with her wand in her arms, which was her habit in the wild.

Thus, the night gradually deepened.

After entering the half-demon state, Qing's way of hiding his breath became to retract it and completely eliminate it. He leaned in the shadow of the crystal cabinet, and all magicians who relied on the senses could not perceive him.

Qing's own magical perception network slowly covered the surroundings, and he kept his eyes open, guarding against the possible existence of monsters with the same abilities as him.

Maintaining this level of vigilance did not put too much pressure on his spirit. After all, he did this every day for a period of time.

Soon, his mind became clear and he slowly entered a pure white memory space.

Maybe this is the "sleep" of the demons?

……

I heard a familiar voice.

The sea breeze, the tide, the steam of black tea, and in front of me was a petite demon with the scent of grass and sea breeze.

She reached out and played with the necklace around Qing's neck. After all, it had been hers for the past few hundred years. If she really appeared here, she would do the same.

Solitaire.

Qing immediately realized that this was a fictitious room in his memory.

He had constantly simulated opponents he had seen before and opponents he had not seen before, and had been engaged in imaginary battles in order to gain some real response on the battlefield.

He did this every night during that year at the shipyard.

Maybe I've been thinking too much about magic lately.

but……

"I was wondering, is it 'Solitier'?"

The demon with grass-colored eyes let go with a familiar smile, sat back down, and made a triangle shape with his ten fingers.

Qing didn't answer, because here he was just talking to himself, and talking to himself sounded pitiful and shameful.

His memory of Solitude was so profound that he was able to simulate it so realistically.

During those hundreds of nights, the great demon who was spying on humans probably never thought that humans were also staring at her through the wooden door of the box bed.

It seems that something that he hasn't thought of during this period of time appeared at this time to remind him.

Solitaire didn't wait for an answer, her eyes became more alert.

A memory from the past was reproduced in the present, and Solitaire and Qing were having a conversation:

"Friends? Demons have friends too, like me. Besides, Graosam and Shulahat seem to have a good relationship, and Mahat and the Sage of Corruption are also good friends..."

"When a friend dies, I feel sad and heartbroken. It's a pity that I can't see him again."

"'Sympathy'? What is that? Dead is dead. There are many reasons, such as poor decision-making and bad luck, and we can learn from them. But we rarely think from the perspective of 'what if they were still alive'. It's meaningless."

"I understand 'hate' and 'anger', but murderous intent stemming from that? There's no such thing. Hate means I don't want to contact you, and like means I want to contact you. Why waste time fighting before they actually get in my way?"

"The demons will probably never understand the malice of humans, because they don't understand human 'love' at all.

"The mechanisms by which your family, friendship, and love are generated are completely different from those of the demons. It's like the theory of convergent evolution: sharks and whales may look similar, but they're not the same thing."

"Try to understand the demons? Qing, I like your whimsical side. I've had those moments too. Keep working on it."

I clearly remember that the conversation ended here.

However, "Solitier" said something that was not in his memory -

Millennium Magician: 135, Pass

"—There will be a demon who, like me before, is keen on studying humans and will find you, Qing. There will be a day like that."

Nagasaki Kiyoshi "opened" his eyes.

In fact, neither of them was closed. Two perspectives were running in parallel in his mind, like multiple programs running. He had just finished a task process.

Qing rubbed his brows, wondering why he recalled Solitiel this time. Well, it seemed to be because he was studying crystal magic and trying to understand demons and monsters.

To understand their nature more deeply, so that one can firmly confirm their inhuman nature.

Now he is still a little hesitant.

Imagination is sometimes a shortcut to getting started, but sometimes, like Xiangzi, it becomes a shackle on using magic.

This is what the magical world is like.

Qing thought about Solitiel's last words.

Demons who want to understand humans... Those weird things should be avoided. If there are any, it’s better if they are as weak as the family in the south. Please.

After praying like this, Qing continued to conceive of magic.

It feels like there has been some progress.

After all, there still needs to be some pressure.

……

morning.

Forests with dense vegetation often produce mist due to the evaporation of water vapor. When the sun rises, the Darwin effect familiar to modern people occurs.

No, it seems to be called the Tyndall effect.

Qing looked at the golden beam of light in the mist with his back to the crystal cabinet.

Xiangzi walked out, wearing pajamas, stretched himself to refresh himself and make himself completely awake.

Her exposed skin felt slightly tight due to the slight chill, and she hurriedly rubbed her arms and went back.

Fulilian was still staying in bed as usual. According to their experience, she would stay in bed at least until noon.

It is definitely impossible to let her sleep so late when she is away from home. After Qing reminded her, he started to prepare breakfast and let her sleep until the meal is done.

"Ouch... it hurts to go out..."

Her face was wrinkled into a fleshy bag.

When it's cold outside, the lazy elf just wants to sleep until the temperature rises.

"Flillian, you can't sleep anymore."

"I understand, but I feel so uncomfortable. Qing, can you feed me first? I'll feel warm after eating."

"That would be the end of you going north."

"So why do you think I'm in the central part..."

Finally, under Xiangzi's incredulous eyes, he fed it.

"Just this once, Lady Flillian."

It wasn't like this yesterday.

……

The carriage headed towards the Likel Canyon.

Here we go, folks.

Although the main mode of movement is walking, it is still a way to endure hardships.

This is a smaller chamber of commerce with five or six freight carriages, and security personnel are scattered among the carriages.

I don’t know if all the people combined can beat the deer from the day before yesterday—if the deer is serious.

So after testing the waters, the president generously agreed to their request for a ride and paid two silver coins as the fee for security and escort along the way.

Qing sat on the roof of the carriage, and the two ladies were inside.

Xiangzi thought of his first trip in this world and took out a bag of gems from his arms, which was the reward for his enthusiastic help.

They were briefly used as materials for staffs.

Unfortunately, the staff only lasted for one night, and two of the gems were shattered due to Sollitir's attack.

There are still three left, all in good condition, each of which can be exchanged for half a gold coin. Together, they are enough for the three of them to have comfortable food and drink for two or three months.

So until now, Miss Toyokawa is still impressed by President Norm. He is a very good businessman.

The density of monsters along the way was not as exaggerated as in the north, but I still encountered two or three of them in a day. Almost every time, they were pierced by Qing's magic as soon as I saw them.

This was because Qing wanted the caravan members to see him working, so he waited until the monster came into sight.

Everyone in the convoy felt very relieved, and the Chamber of Commerce President was even more delighted, praying devoutly in the direction of the Holy City.

Small merchant groups, even during the accumulation phase of small-scale operations, often involve gambling. The guild leader borrowed money to rent a carriage and transported twice as much cargo, which, when delivered to the fortress city, would bring him six times the normal profit.

He gambled that the monsters he encountered on the road could be dealt with by his original manpower.

Now it seems that if he had not pulled these people along the way, he would have been considering where in the Likel Canyon ahead there was a beautiful place suitable for a long rest.

A day passed with the Chamber of Commerce president worried and Fulilian yawning.

……

"The Likel Canyon is ahead."

At dusk, the sun was trapped by the protruding canyon in the distance.

The land rises and the mountains stretch out.

Tomorrow we will walk very slowly and need vanguards to lead the way, because no one can tell which section of the mountain road will suddenly collapse or which section will be lurking with monsters. If we encounter a difficult road, we may even need to turn back and take another route.

This road normally only takes one day to pass, but the estimated time to pass is three days or more.

The Chamber of Commerce began to set up camp and they vacated a tent for Qing.

"I've heard of the Likel Canyon. Although it's not as dangerous as the northern plateau, it's one of the rare mountainous areas in central China."

"Well, thank you so much today, brother. You are so strong. How did you train?"

"Yes, a toad that big can be swallowed in one go!"

It felt good to be praised, but Qing was humble on the surface, "Very strong? Not so in the north, neither the monsters nor me."

"So you're from the North, and you're planning on going back?"

The surrounding soldiers were in awe when they heard this.

Even nobles from the north began to appear in the royal capital, and the rumors of panic were also caused by them. Even in such a situation, there were still people going to the north.

Not wanting to bring the topic to the heavy situation in the north, Qing took out his notes and cards and began to tell them about his past adventures.

Then, as expected, the weather was hot.

"This is the Dark Dragon!"