Reincarnation Band Magician

It's like dressing up a doll.

Generally speaking, only little girls have similar experiences, or boys who are older than Qing may also have them.

Anyway, he doesn't have it now, and it feels a bit novel.

In the past, it was quite difficult for Fulilian to get up. She would bury her head in the quilt and was very reluctant to put on her clothes. She would stand upright, like a fish coming ashore, stiff and uncooperative.

Now she is curled up in his arms, soft and gentle, letting him raise his hands and stretch his toes. Cuiqing's eyes are innocent and pure, and she is even more well-behaved and obedient than Clara.

"Good boy."

Qing couldn't help but pinch her face.

After a night, they became familiar with each other, and maybe she felt a little itchy, so she came over and rubbed Qing's face.

So soft.

Considering the growth rate of elves, Lady Fulilian may have maintained the personality and appearance of a child for quite some time...

I want a time machine to go back and catch one.

Very cute, but raising such a cute child would probably take an ordinary person a lifetime, so young elves rely on other elves.

It is now basically extinct.

Ugh.

Thinking about these messy things, Qing put on her socks and boots and started to wash and eat.

It's a pity that we can't be sure how long Fulilian is going to cry, otherwise if she changes into younger clothes in this state, it will be pleasing to the eye and much cuter than usual.

Lady Fulilian, it is not necessary.

——Just kidding.

Now it's also Fulilian. The difference between the two is like the difference between being drowsy and awake. You can't just say that you like someone's drowsy look and let them sleep for the rest of their life, right?

……

It's a rare time to have nothing to do while traveling.

Although Qing felt that the current Fulilian would automatically come online when encountering danger, it would still be distracting to carry such a Pokémon.

So let's take a break for a while. Fulilian chose a good place. There are no humans or demons in this area, only some monsters.

The two began to sort out the points accumulated during this period.

After repelling Aura and adding those undead armies, Qing's points increased by 2,000, while Xiangzi's points increased by 2,300 - her undead army killed more people.

Although, compared to Solitaire's time, it was cut in half again and again.

It's probably due to the increase in strength and the direct threat level.

Aura likes war and cannibalization tactics, and will not launch an attack in a short period of time. In addition, the fortress is also under the barrier of Volame, which is difficult to attack directly. Therefore, the fortress is difficult to be breached in the short term, and it is understandable that the points are low.

Then the monsters during this period added more than twenty points here and there.

The resurrection progressed steadily, slightly soothing their subconscious anxiety.

Then they split up.

Ms. Toyokawa practiced the clarinet for a while, and the sound attracted a bunch of monsters. They happily put down their instruments and turned to practice the explosion magic they had just learned, to cool down at the same time.

"boom!"

Then the sounds of bombing, large and small, echoed throughout the forest.

After Qing confirmed that the surroundings were safe, he took out his fishing rod and took Fulilian along the small river to find a suitable place to try fishing.

Finally, a "single-plank bridge" was found - literally a single-plank bridge.

A tree, probably knocked down by a wild beast or a demon, lay across a bend in the stream.

New sprouts sprouted on the wooden stakes next to it. There had been no trace of people on the "bridge" for a long time. It was covered with moss, and yellow flowers as big as rice grains swayed in the wind.

The vegetation here is not very dense. When the sun rises overhead, the leaves sway, creating a mottled light and shadow.

Neither cold nor hot.

It is probably summer already in the south, but here the climate is before late spring. The water under the bridge is deep enough and looks an opaque light green, which is very suitable. Various fish and shrimps have begun to swim happily.

"Well, this is it."

Fulilian tugged at the corner of Qing's clothes and pointed at a red fish swimming in place.

Qing thought for a moment, froze the surrounding water, caught the fish, then used his magic power to shape it into a ball and crystal, and threw the fish in for Fulilian to play with.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Looks like he likes it very much.

The color of the moss was so pleasing that Qing couldn't bear to step on it—and was also worried about slipping, so he simply crystallized the bridge, then used magic to construct a chair, placed it securely on top, and strung a casting rod on it, using a worm similar to an earthworm to fish.

He had never fished before, and maybe it was a benefit for newbies, or the magic bait was effective, but he could pull in a fish in about ten minutes.

Some of the fish in the other world look familiar and some look unfamiliar. In Solitaire's biological atlas, they are all marine creatures. But it doesn't matter. Just call Xiangzi over and use the toxin test to identify them. Throw away the poisonous ones.

I won't do it just to be safe.

Fulilian squatted by the bridge holding a water ball. Qing placed the crystal bucket there and put the fish that were confirmed to be non-toxic there for her to play with, while the fish that were not sure were temporarily trapped in the water.

Every time she caught a fish, she would let out a soft exclamation, feeling a great sense of accomplishment.

The naive Fulilian reached into the crystal bucket, fiddling with the fish, feeling their slippery scales and thick bodies, and was startled by their sudden movements.

Qing hummed a song, thinking about magic and recalling the warrior's skills while waiting for the fish to bite.

So, it was lunch time.

……

"Is it too free?"

"Really? I feel super fulfilled."

As Qing spoke, she dipped the grilled fish in the sauce again and handed it to Xiangzi. She helped to remove the fish bones and then gave it to Fulilian.

"Besides, there's nothing we can do about Fulilian's current condition. Just consider it as extra rest time. Xiang is also studying magic."

"Hmm... I'm wondering if Fulilian has set some conditions that we need to fulfill before she'll come out."

"I still think she's just not seeing people."

He cleared his hands, stood up, put his hands on the elf's shoulders, and rubbed her hair. "Isn't this cute?"

"as long as you are happy……"

Although the relationship between girls is often more informal, Miss Xiangzi really can't remain calm when facing such a Fulilian.

"Okay, here you go."

She handed the fish over, and Qing handed it to Fulilian, guiding her gently, "Eat this slowly, dear, don't rush."

Xiangzi turned his face away again.

At this time, after wasting another morning, Fulilian, who was about to eat, "woke up" again.

【We're having fish for lunch...】

He continued to howl while eating.

Her sudden cry made Qing think that something was stuck. He came closer and motioned for her to open her mouth, "Ah~"

White teeth, pink lips, throat feels normal, breathing is fine, it shouldn't be a fishbone that got stuck.

I checked and there is no problem.

So it's an expression of happiness?

As expected, we only observed for one day, so the sample size is not enough, so our understanding is not deep enough.

He patted her back gently to comfort her, and then fed her mouthful by mouthful.

This attitude of taking care of the child made Fulilian's mind go blank.

Ok……

Anyway, let’s eat first.

She opened her mouth and ate it.

Golden Journey: 158, Are You Kidding Me?

I was so happy eating that I forgot to continue crying.

Thinking she would be found out she was pretending, Fulilian began to feel a little embarrassed for the first time in a long time.

Qing treated her like a child and didn't feel ashamed. It showed that he had a strong mental state.

Pretending to be a child here is somewhat problematic.

In fact, "older" people are often like children, but Fulilian is not very aware of it.

I took a few more bites feeling guilty. The fruit after the meal was sweet and juicy.

The eating experience is great, you don't have to worry about anything except chewing.

Hmm...it seems like it wasn't discovered.

However, now that she is being held in his arms, being asked about her well-being, having food cooled and brought to her mouth, and being coaxed into taking a few bites, this does not seem like filial piety to the elders at all.

Qingzhen is about respecting the elderly and loving the young... No wonder, I was treated like a child, right? I was definitely treated like a child, okay?

What's going on with my body? Has it been tamed so easily?

Unable to contain her shame, Fulilian's spirit fled back to the small room and dug out the records of the past two days.

Qing is a human, so his habitual way of thinking is more "anxious" than that of the elves. He can handle situations in multiple threads. Although the elves are single-threaded, they also have the function of real-time recording.

I have a good memory and hardly ever forget anything. However, when I try to recall something, it always seems slow because of the vast amount of memory.

It’s only been a day and a half, so it doesn’t have any impact.

Open and watch.

……

what is this?

What is this again?

After reading it, Fulilian curled up in the room of memories.

It was hard to imagine that she felt the shame so clearly, her toes curled up and kicked on the soft sheets in her memory.

By the way, the place where she is now is the wooden house in the forest where she lives with Qing and the others.

Ever since moving in, this scene has appeared whenever I want to rest. If I'm seriously studying magic or reading, it will be the palace and library I shared with Volame a thousand years ago.

The elf was unaware now and was just drowning in shame.

"Qing, actually..."

No, I can’t read this anymore!

This shameful way of getting along with each other was torture to them before they read it, but now that they have started reading it, it is torture to themselves.

Even Fulilian, even an elf, has her own dignity and sense of shame as an adult and an elder.

Being treated like a child is terrible.

"Let's stop now...eh?"

Can't get out.

After a brief pause, Fulilian realized that she had switched to the wrong "thread" and was now in immersive viewing mode.

Just now, she set up a "scheduled task", just like she did before when she was idle. She did this subconsciously when looking at her memory. This is a technique she often uses when dealing with certain tedious and brainless tasks.

Now, lock yourself up.

To break it, she must change her way of thinking.

That might take another thousand years, which is a lot of work.

The elf could only lie on the bed in the memory room, watching her own movements outside, silently covering herself with the quilt and curling up, but she could not sleep again in the memory.