Reincarnation Band Magician

A group of muscular men showed off their prowess in the back and sent off the travelers who brought peace and art to the village chief.

Although it felt very tiring and impactful at the time, after a few days away, Qing found the place quite interesting.

I wonder what expressions the next wave of people will have.

The group's journey continued.

……

The hot season here is never long.

"According to my experience, it will snow here in about two and a half months."

One day at dinner, Qing and Xiangzi were talking like this.

Although they are not used to it, this is the fact.

Mahat, who lives in the north, and Fulilian, who has been to the north, also have a general understanding of this.

On days when the wind and snow are raging, even a great demon like Solitiel has to find a place to shelter himself.

Qing asks Mahat how he usually spends the winter, and he replies that he also finds a place sheltered from the snow, such as a human village or a cave or monster lair, and stays in a daze until the winter passes.

As long as they are not exposed to wind and snow, the magic power of the Great Demon is enough to survive the coldest time. At other times, the recovered magic power is enough to offset the consumption.

In addition, the demons who have occupied various cities and fortresses in recent years will not retreat easily in winter, and the tactics launched in winter have come to an end.

The road that the brave men had opened up in the past few years is now blocked again. I wonder when it will be opened up again.

Mahat looked at Qing, "Do you want to continue forward? Or go south?"

"Let me see……"

Qing opened the map and found that they had passed through the central and northern parts of the continent without realizing it.

If they continue to stay in the north, they will have to wait at least four months after winter comes before they can continue to move.

And it was meaningless. They could not participate in the war on the border of the empire, and the monsters in various places roamed around in an irregular manner.

"Let's go here," Fulilian pointed to the east side of the map. "It's a port city on the inland sea. The climate there isn't particularly bad."

Starting from the Grants Strait in the Central Countries and crossing the inland sea to reach that city is a regular transportation and freight route. Under normal circumstances, everyone takes the sea route, and few people go to the northern plateau.

That's why the Norm Chamber of Commerce proposed to allow the circulation of goods in the north.

“Qing Hexiang has learned a lot this year, and we need a winter to let it settle. Then, next spring, we can set out from here and continue our training along the western border.

"To the west lies a sea of ​​trees, hills, and deserts. The sparseness of human settlements is comparable to that of the northern plateau. Ferocious monsters roam endlessly, and this area is less affected by the cold climate. A round trip would take about three years."

Why is time emphasized?

Qing glanced at Fulilian and felt that over the past period of time, the time she spent daydreaming and hanging on him had decreased, and the time she spent thinking seriously had increased, making her seem very reliable.

Is it because the weather has cooled down?

"But I remember it was..."

"It's a fortress."

Mahat said calmly, "Lady Fulilian, it seems you still care about me?"

Fulilian had the same calm expression, "Winter is a time of calm, Mahat, and you too."

"If Qing needs it—"

"need."

Fulilian grabbed Qing's hand and declared this.

For some reason, at this point, Xiangzi's hand subconsciously pressed on the magic wand.

"Winter there is only two months," Qing tapped the table and put away the map. "Mahat, how about studying for two months? We'll pass through the trading city of Tiyuya on the way, so buy some books."

"no problem."

He caressed his chest nonchalantly.

"As I said at the beginning, I don't mean to limit the number of people - as long as the journey continues."

At the end of summer, they headed towards the warm city.

……

Winter came at an unknown time.

An abandoned castle in the north.

The great demon with purple hair sat on the throne in the main hall, looking out the window at the snowy world.

She was still wearing a thin black dress, and anyone who saw her would feel very cold.

But the right sleeve was no longer empty. A scale carved from natural crystal was placed at hand, and he seemed not to be worried at all that this decorative object would be damaged.

This is the confidence of the Great Demon Clan, and at the same time... it is also a kind of reminder.

Sleeping on straw and tasting gall.

She fidgeted uncomfortably on the cold stone throne.

"It's damn cold in the north... Liuguna, what's wrong with the fireplace?"

"Lord Aura, the chimney is broken. To repair it, in my humble opinion, we must at least remove the roof."

"I've had enough. Let's change rooms."

"Lord Aura..."

The pink-haired demon came in holding a pitch-black object.

"I found this in the warehouse. It seems to be a stove that can also be used for heating."

"Hmm? Well done, Linie."

After a while, everything was installed, the gaps in the castle were sealed with magic, the fireplace was lit, and Liuguna, covered in dust, took his leave.

Aura was finally able to sit safely on the throne.

"Aura."

"How dare you! Yes..."

The great demon Aura looked up, wanting to know who in this castle dared to call her by her name.

Another old acquaintance.

"Graosam?"

In front of me was a tall and thin demon, exuding an illusory feeling. I didn't know when he appeared, as if he didn't exist at the moment.

"Lord Shulahat's orders are to put aside trivial matters and restore your strength within three years."

Aura curled her lips. "Ha, that's easy for you to say, asshole."

Graosam could not directly threaten her life, and the magic of mental manipulation could not overwhelm her obedience magic. He only needed to fill the surroundings with the legion and issue the order of self-defense. It was just an illusion.

"There's no need to worry about the military. Lord Shulahat has already made preparations."

Graosam paid no attention to her disrespect.

"This is the fifth and final notification. I don't think you'd want to know who will be the next person to 'invite' you."

"you--"

The demon in front of the dominant demon disappeared without a trace before the demon in front of him could obtain any more information.

Aura was furious, but he also knew that what existed here was just an illusion. The demon was more cunning than anyone else and would never reveal his true identity.

"what exactly is it……"

Golden Journey: 188, Opening the Road

Walking in the cool woods in the golden mist of the early morning, a beautiful woman pushes aside the grass and vines, her elegant and graceful appearance reminds people of the elves in the forest.

"boom!"

The real woodland elf blasted out a killing spell, forcing the imposter to open up.

"Hmm... I still feel like something's missing, but it's almost there."

Fulilian stroked the wand and was quite satisfied with the recent analysis progress. She thought that in a few years, the adaptation and optimization of the killing magic would be completed.

Three pairs of boots stepped over the flying black particles.

The twin crystal clear swords floated in the air, and Qing sighed, "I wanted to try out some moves."

Of course he couldn't have failed to notice it. Normally, a demon like this that was flirting with others would have been vaporized by the magic cannon at a distance of 800 meters.

"Then it seems that my side is faster."

Perhaps because there were only three people present, Fulilian felt much more relaxed.

"Also," the elf turned around and looked at the dazed blue-haired figure beside him, "Xiang really doesn't plan to train his perception at all?"

"I want to focus on magic." Xiangzi didn't care much about it.

Fulilian wanted to say something to her, but finally shook her head and said, "Yeah, Qing is here."

She couldn't imagine when the two would separate.

The eldest lady squinted at her and said, "Before teaching the students a lesson, Teacher Fulilian must also face and correct her own problems. Desuwa, that's also very serious, right?"

"Don't call me teacher... There's nothing I can do about it now."

Fleuryen deflated.

She had a very bad habit of interrupting her magical perception when using magic.

It was just a moment, a moment. At present, only Qing noticed this, because he was good at gathering magic power. When he gathered his breath and approached several times, he sensed the slightest gap in detection.

After realizing this, you can approach her at will - although this is limited to a "sparring" environment.

Every time he got close, Qing would rub her ears, hoping that the elf would cheer up and correct herself.

But her attitude remains the same as it is now.

"Gummie, I can't do it."

＜('??`)＞

This is a mistake that even a novice magician would not make, but I don’t know how it happened to the thousand-year-old magician Frillian.

It is speculated that Volame skipped these simple things when he was teaching, and only discovered his student's bad habit many years later, and it was too late to correct it.

It's also possible that Fulilian had it when she was studying magic on her own before she met Volame.

So long that the elf didn't want to think about it.

The existence of this loophole made Ms. Fulilian lose some confidence when she was teaching Xiangzi a lesson.

However, Miss Fengchuan also knew that they were different. The thousand-year-old magicians had various means to make up for this shortcoming and used different tactics to circumvent it in different situations.

She lacked that experience.

Thinking of this, the eldest lady stroked her blue hair and pondered, "So we are going to the west?"

"Well, in a harsh environment, both humans and demons will make greater efforts to survive."

Fulilian glanced back. "Here, close to the fortress, the demons who only knew how to fight are either dead or have left. The demons that survived rely on deception to hunt, and their acting skills are much better than those in other places. This is what you call competition promoting progress."

After spending a long time with the two humans, her vocabulary has become much more "modernized", and she also understands the meaning of some words that are not available in today's era.

"The harsher the environment, the more struggle is needed. Humanity progresses through constant competition—this is Celie's philosophy. She also believes that today's magicians simply learn from the experience of their predecessors and lack actual combat, which will lead to mediocrity. I can't comment on this aspect.

"For most people, ordinary learning is enough, but for the two of you... combat is indeed an efficient way for you to truly master the knowledge and develop a combat style."

Qing had that feeling again, "I feel like Fulilian has become a little more urgent recently?"

"Maybe. I feel like you're also feeling anxious, though I don't know why."

"Hmm... maybe it was when Mahat was here a while ago."

"That's right."

It seems that I can still feel the intimidating aura of the great demon clan.