Reincarnation Band Magician

She didn't have the ability to detect magic with such sharpness that she could accurately sense it, but her instincts, which had taken her two years, had labeled Sollitir's unrestrained demonic aura as "horrifying."

The moment the cannon was fired, the surrounding magicians finally reacted and shouted, "Demons!"

At this moment, Aite noticed that the demons she attacked did not turn into ashes.

"Not dead! Be careful!"

The wreckage disappeared like a phantom, and at the same time, the same shadow appeared in other places.

No, it should be something like a clone. Those attacked will disappear, but at the same time, each shadow has the ability to attack.

"Boom-"

A dagger condensed with magic power pierced through the carriage and was about to stab the stomach of the woman next to it. Ate smashed it down with his magic wand.

[This trick is really useful. ]

She quickly shared the analyzed information.

"There must be a true body, or a real body manipulating the surroundings!"

Upon hearing this, the other magicians fired at various suspicious-looking locations.

In the war era, everyone's magic level, thinking and reaction are very good.

But all the attacks were ineffective.

The caravan began to panic, and some grooms prepared to run away when they heard that there were demons.

After all, they are just ordinary people.

The shadows kept appearing.

"Ma'am, please!"

Art gritted his teeth, handed Clara to the monk, and jumped out of the carriage with his wand.

"Eh--"

The monk thought she was going to fall to the ground and get hurt, but then he saw Aite lightly fire a magic cannon at the ground, and the recoil caused her to land steadily.

A familiar scene.

The monk immediately came to his senses, held the child in his arms, raised the scriptures in one hand, and began to recite scriptures to encourage courage.

We can't expect this caravan to be the same as the Norm Chamber of Commerce. After all, this is not the Northland where monsters and demons are numerous.

Hearing that the demons did not jump out of the car and run away immediately, they all calmed down.

It's not a divine spell, but this text does have a certain effect of forcing people to calm down.

The screams and various curses and cries around them temporarily subsided, and the magicians were able to strike the enemy more accurately.

"Where is it?"

"If you've checked everything around..."

"Under the car!"

Everyone thinks very quickly.

Unable to attack the carriage, they simply jumped out and lay on the ground to observe. Two of them broke their legs, but they did not let go of their wands.

found it.

There are two.

One of them had arms and legs like an orangutan and was hanging from the bottom of the carriage, while the other was as skinny as a monkey.

They had already chipped away at a carriage.

There was someone in the carriage.

Now, conventional attack magic can only knock off the lower body at most, and if it hits the upper body, it may hurt people. What should I do?

They don't have magic that can kill demons with just a touch!

some.

Love is unique.

Because he was completely focused, Aite's face was expressionless.

She had just learned one and had witnessed a variant of it at a very close distance two days ago.

Demon-killing magic——

But only one can be saved.

Then save one.

With the rational thinking of an excellent magician, she fired a cannon that penetrated the nearest gorilla demon.

The first release was a little unfamiliar, but it was enough.

The killing magic against the demons easily penetrated their defenses. The magic power of the special structure destroyed the demons' bodies upon contact, rather than causing traditional injuries.

Then the next one—

That's too late.

Aite knew it, but still fired.

At least try to get an intact body.

The attack was blocked.

A cloaked, pointy-eared, blond elf blocked it.

Later, the monkey demon put his claws to the woman's throat, ready to tear open her flesh and drink her blood.

His movements froze at this moment, and he slowly turned into ashes.

No one knows what happened, just as no one knows when the elves came.

"Interesting."

The elf extended his hand to Aite, his golden eyes full of interest:

"Where does your magic come from?"

……

Thousand-year Magician: 75, Elf·se·mini

Many years later, Nagasaki Kiyoshi would recall the morning when Aite did not take him to the Holy City.

They look for teachers, and Aite looks for teachers' teachers' teachers, and they all have a bright future.

……

The flying skill can only be activated the next time you encounter the demons, so the two of them walked over.

The place where the elves lived was quite a distance away from the capital. It took most of the day to take a carriage to the nearby forest and then walk there.

Not far ahead, this place is actually close to the border, so generally no one will come to the forest here.

Relying on memory, and following the direction that Fulilian took that day, one can clearly see traces of life.

There is only one trace of one person.

Elf...

The book doesn't mention that elves are solitary creatures. They do have basic village structures, but their lifespans are so long that they can't integrate into humans. However, it's certain that they also have emotions similar to humans.

So why is he living alone in this deep forest?

After passing through a narrow dirt road, the surrounding vegetation was a little sparse due to human activities, and wooden buildings were seen in the distance.

Frankly speaking, it has no aesthetic appeal, doesn't look very sturdy, and its performance in shielding from wind and rain is questionable.

If I'm not mistaken, that's a mushroom inside?

Fulilian was picking mushrooms at home to make soup, which she would enjoy with the fish that jumped to her feet when she passed by the stream today.

The ecology of elves is very strange. Sometimes they can live for a long time by eating grass, and sometimes they suddenly want to eat human food.

Because she has been away from humans and has not had any serious understanding or contact with humans for many years, her eating habits have great research value - if there is really someone who studies this kind of thing.

If so, he would learn about the living conditions of ordinary human settlements during the unified empire thousands of years ago.

but no.

Fulilian knows a lot of magic and doesn't need most of the utensils that humans use in their daily lives, but cooking utensils are still inevitable for eating.

A pot that has been used for a long time.

She has unique cooking experience.

Mushroom soup is delicious. Use this orange-red stone to add saltiness and then add other wild vegetables.

For fish, you need to remove the internal organs and black membrane. Oh, I almost forgot about the scales. Throw them in and cook them together. You will get a delicious soup.

Mmm, delicious...

"Hey, you guys, that's enough."

Fulilian looked at the two guys who started grilling meat over there. The aroma of meat made her mushroom fish soup seem bland.

"Don't disturb my life."

“We don’t come to disrupt your life, we want to join it.”

Nagasaki Kiyoshi placed the lion pork steak, which was as expensive as an equal weight of gold coins in the Central Kingdom—even just the ordinary part—on a plate, smeared it with the prepared pepper sauce, and handed it to Fulilian.

"As compensation, we can take care of all your life problems. Besides teaching, you don't have to worry about trivial matters. I think this is a reasonable exchange."

"No, I won't eat a single bite of your meat—"

Qing seemed not to hear. He picked up a piece, blew on it, and then carefully handed it to Fulilian's mouth.

“—It smells so good.”

……

"Let's make it clear in advance that I'm just going to eat your meal. It's impossible for me to teach you magic."

Fulilian's expression remained calm, and she never stopped chewing. She didn't even need to do it herself, as the man handed her the meat at the right angle and temperature.

Seems very skilled, as if he has practiced before.

Xiangzi really envied her - her expression and the food she was fed.

Elves will not be moved by such small favors.

She remembered what happened a thousand years ago, when a nobleman brought a whole plate of gold nuggets piled into a pyramid and asked to become a disciple of a teacher.

Refused.

"My time is not cheap. I can use the time I waste on you to do something more meaningful. I can save lives that are a hundred times more valuable than these."

The teacher told her.

"Flillian, magic cannot be measured by money. You should use it for what you want to do and what makes you happy, but not for money. Your favorite magic will be corrupted by money, and no amount of wealth can support your future life."

"I know. I don't understand what those things are used for, other than making magical tools and potions."

Money won't make her talk.

but……

Looking at the human kneeling in front of her and handing her food, she was a little shaken.

The only lives that can be exchanged are lives of equal magnitude.

This human seemed to have come to his senses.

Fulilian knew the look in his eyes.

That's the look of someone who is single-mindedly determined to become stronger, regardless of how much time is invested or how much effort is expended.

It was like looking into a mirror that spanned thousands of years. On one side of the mirror was this person, and on the other side was her teacher.

The master of modern magic, the great magician, Volame.