Reincarnation Band Magician

She has worked hard.

Nagasaki Kiyoshi leaned against the tree motionless, recalling Xiangzi's performance tonight.

You have to keep moving, compress your magic, dodge attacks, and pay full attention to the battle.

Qing still remembered that when he first met her two years ago, she was a stubborn and down-and-out young lady.

Now he has become a comrade-in-arms whom he can trust with his back.

really not bad.

While reminiscing, Qing did not forget to be alert to his surroundings.

Maybe because it is close to the royal capital, there is no trace of monsters in this forest, but there are traces of large wild beasts. It is spring now, and snakes and insects are active.

I finally managed to escape from there, if I capsized here... I would feel so ashamed that I would want to resurrect.

Feeling the sounds coming and going around him, Qing recalled the night he first came into this world.

Although it is not as quiet as it is now, it is full of anticipation, excitement, and longing for a different world.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously looked behind him, as if a ghostly petite woman would appear there.

How is that possible?

Look over there.

moonlight.

tree branches.

owl.

A girl with pointed ears squatted there with a cold expression and a deathly pale face.

……

Maybe it's been a long time.

In the shipyard by the sea, the sound of the waves seems to last forever.

Changing into a commemorative white dress, the petite demon with delicate horns squatted on the beach, watching a group of chickens pecking at the body of a stranded dead baby whale.

An unexpected guest arrived here.

"I heard there's a demon here who's keen on studying humans. Is that you?"

"Well, my name is Solityl."

"I'm Mahat."

……

Thousand-year-old magician: 69. The lazy elf

Normally, people wouldn't be so "lucky" as to escape from one big demon and then run into another one.

When Nagasaki Kiyoshi saw that person—the creature called an elf—he knew why there were no monsters here.

Monsters are like fish, they can appear anywhere, even in the Central Kingdom, or even the Empire. There are monsters wandering outside of human settlements, and they need to be cleared out every year to ensure safety.

In this day and age, few places can muster that kind of power.

All monsters were killed by this elf.

Those eyes were like stagnant water, without any fluctuations, not even a doubt.

She seemed to be thinking all the time.

Not knowing how long he would stop thinking, Nagasaki Qing nodded and indicated that he would go to sleep first.

It would be best if someone could keep watch.

The reason for being so reassured is: she is an elf.

……

Elves, beings in traditional fantasy settings, are elegant creatures with pointed ears, guarding the forest and possessing outstanding talents.

Most of the sprites here match, but there are a few differences:

First of all, they don’t eat vegetarian food. They have their own preferences, and there are many elves who drink alcohol and eat meat.

Then, their lifespan is exceptionally long, and currently no elves die of old age.

Finally, they are not elegant, nor arrogant, and they don’t protect the forest. They like to live in the forest, so they often cut down trees to build houses. Most of them are afraid of the cold, so they also store firewood for burning.

Because of their long lifespan, they appear dull most of the time.

It is such a creature.

At dawn, Qing woke up before Xiangzi, ending his extremely light sleep that could hardly be called sleep, and was prepared to see the elf's face in front of him when he opened his eyes.

They all seem to enjoy observing humans this way.

When I opened my eyes, she was asleep too.

She also got a blanket from somewhere, wrapped herself up in a ball, and also covered herself with one.

She looks like a lazy, slacker old lady who likes to stay up late and get up early, and her house is filled with all kinds of weird things... She even knows how to get a blanket.

However, covering Xiangzi's face caused her sleep quality to be poor. After Nagasaki Kiyoshi moved a little, he hummed and was about to wake up.

Qing lifted the thin blanket from her face.

Her eyelids trembled slightly, and she opened her eyes. The leaves and the mist in the forest that looked golden under the sun were all reflected in her amber pupils.

The air was filled with the scent of grass and trees, but my newly awakened sense of smell couldn't detect it for the time being, and I could only feel a slight coolness.

There was confusion in Xiangzi's eyes, as if she was wondering how her teammates came to her bed.

Then, seeing Qing's bloodstained clothes, the leaves above her head, and the blue sky, the excitement of last night surged into her heart, and she immediately woke up.

The taste of freedom.

She stood up and kissed Qing's forehead again in celebration.

What to do next?

Xiang thought about these things with joy. The world was so big and everything excited her.

Anyway, as long as you are not around the big demon, everything is beautiful.

[Not brushing teeth…]

A little disgusted, but didn't show it.

Qing wiped the saliva from his forehead by covering up his yawn.

"By the way, Qing hasn't slept yet, let's find a hotel to rest...uh."

Ms. Toyokawa remembered something realistic.

This problem has troubled her in the past: no money.

Now, they have to pay for their own survival.

But she quickly got over her depression. With magic, she could make a fortune.

"I slept a little too long, Qing, are your feet numb?"

"Fortunately, I have magic to comb it out."

After Xiangzi stood up, Nagasaki Kiyoshi pressed his legs and said in a low voice, "Also, there are some situations."

"what?"

This made her feel a little PTSD. She remembered that the last time she woke up in the wild like this, Qing had the same tone...

Toyokawa Shoko held her breath and turned back stiffly.

I saw another girl.

My heart was in my throat.

Seeing the pointed ears, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"You scared me to death, Qing."

It's an elf.

According to the description in the book, elves are creatures with weak desires and a weak sense of time. They are almost incapable of harboring malice and are even more harmless than herbivores.

They had seen demons and dwarves before, but this was the first time they had seen elves.

Xiangzi looked at Long Ears sleeping and thought she was very cute, small and lazy, with long ears, looking like a rabbit.

but……

"She's so strong."

Xiang sighed softly.

Qing rubbed his legs, "Did you see that?"

"what did you see?"

"magic."

"I see. Although her magic power is not strong, I feel that she is very powerful, almost as powerful as Solitiel."

Since only one year's memories were sealed, at least the name of the demon clan can still be discussed.

Xiangzi felt a similar breath from this sleeping spirit.

This elf must be a powerful being who has lived through a long time and constantly honed his magic. One cannot measure strength by appearance.

"What did Qing see?"

"The magic power is shaking," Qing said with certainty as he walked a few steps further away. "Just now I thought I was seeing things, but now I can confirm that it is shaking."

He is still sleeping. Can he maintain such skills even in his dreams?

Qing thinks he can't do it.

As his magic power grew, he hardly slept at night, for fear that even the slightest leakage of his aura would alert Solitaire.

"Anyway, she's a very powerful spirit, but does she trust us so much? When did she arrive?"

Xiang asked this question.

Nagasaki Kiyoshi replied that it was the first half of the night, and he fell asleep first, and was covered with a blanket later.

In exchange, they should now wait until she wakes up.

We waited like this until noon.

……

"Fell asleep……"

The elf opened his eyes.

I didn't feel any malice, as expected, they were two good people.

After opening my eyes, I saw the two people sitting on the rocks nearby, seemingly enjoying the sun.

It's just an ordinary sun.

"You're awake," Qing looked over, "My name is Qing, Ryo, hello, and this is Xiangzi, Sakiko."

"Flillian, just call me that."

The elf named Fulilian sat up. Under the blanket, she was wearing a black cloak and a loose white dress, which made her look very thin.

It contrasts with the elves' indifference.

"Thank you for the blanket. I'm a little concerned about why Ms. Fulilian appeared here last night."

"I live nearby."

Flillian wasn't good at lying, so she avoided the question.