Reincarnation Band Magician

No, it's just that it's been pressed down and it's a little numb.

"Thank you. Could you please move aside for a moment? I can't breathe."

While speaking, Qing's eyes turned to the other side.

The distance is too close.

The air smelled of grass and cake - she had eaten a lot of desserts in the morning, saying that they helped relieve tension and replenish energy.

"I'm observing."

Fulilian looked at Qing calmly, using her magic to sense his entire body, making sure that every part of his vitality had been thawed.

Qing's magic density is relatively high, and there is a chance that it will affect the magic removal effect, so you must observe carefully.

"Well, how's Xiang?"

"She's slower than you. Maybe it's because her memory contains more information than yours. There's magical knowledge in her restricted memory, right?"

Qing first subconsciously judged whether he could answer, but instinctively nodded.

No blank mind.

"You did it, Flillian."

"of course."

"Well……"

The doll-like Ms. Toyokawa opened her eyes.

Glancing to the side, Fulilian was pressing down on Qing, as if about to kiss her.

Then he turned his head and looked the other way.

nothing……

"Ok?"

Her eyes widened and she turned back.

"What are you doing?"

Thousand-Year Magician: 113. The First Snow

A little explanation.

Of course, Xiangzi wouldn’t think that the two people next to him could get together. Although Qing respects the old and loves the young, but... he respects the old and loves the young.

It was all right as long as the explanation was clear. Xiangzi calmed down and felt a sense of sleepiness slowly rising in his heart.

"When you're stagnant, you'll lose some vitality, like not sleeping for a day or two. This is normal. Just rest and you'll be fine."

After observing Qing's situation, Fulilian rolled to the side and squeezed in between the two of them.

"It's warm here, and I'm a little sleepy."

"Um……"

I have a lot to say, but don’t worry, I’ll talk about it slowly after a good sleep.

Qing looked at the two girls who closed their eyes.

He wasn't actually sleepy, but he couldn't bear to disrupt the tranquility at that moment, so he just treated it as a nap, and Qing was ready to sleep for a while.

[Flillian...]

Hanging on the arm, it looks like a koala.

So light and small.

Close your eyes.

He opened his eyes again, pushed Fulilian a little to the side, and pressed her down.

These two people don't cover themselves with a blanket.

……

The main course for dinner that evening was a story of the past two years.

Then there's hot pot and wine.

When it comes to Japanese sukiyaki, Qing can't accept raw eggs, so there are no raw eggs.

There are no enoki mushrooms, tofu and cabbage either.

Only radishes, pickled mushrooms, potatoes, carrots and other foods that are easy to preserve.

After it was served, Xiangzi suggested changing the name to stew, saying things like "traditional" and "heresy".

Can't understand.

Fulilian looked at the meat slices tumbling in the pot, rubbed her hands together, and felt the steam. "It looks so warm..."

She didn't care whether it was authentic or not, she just started eating.

We ate and talked about the past.

After the limitations of memory are lifted, I feel very refreshed and my head will no longer suddenly go blank when thinking.

The shackles were removed, and there was complete and unrestrained freedom, as if the shackles had been taken off.

Xiaoxiang started drinking again.

"Drink less."

"I only drink when I'm happy."

"Then drink slowly." Qing glanced out the window. "It's a bit cold today. Looking at the sky, it looks like it might snow."

"Oh!"

The girl exclaimed slightly, a smile spreading across her slightly flushed cheeks, "Then I must drink even more."

I have learned a few ancient poems, and now is the atmosphere of "The sky is about to snow in the evening, can I have a drink?"

Lifting restrictions is a good thing, and snow is also a good thing.

Drink double!

He retreated in defeat at Qing's slightly stern gaze.

Just a small drink.

Then let’s talk about the demons.

"Should we release information about the demon named Solitiel?"

"My opinion is no," Qing shook her head. "Even though she's a habitual liar, she wouldn't lie during our final conversation. She'll really wait patiently for me to grow old... Without instructions from within the demon tribe, Sollitir wouldn't act."

Although it may sound a bit self-boasting for him, most people don't have the taste to eat rotten fish and shrimp before a big meal.

Solitaire really did find a place to hide, and she's probably already left the beach.

Moreover, the leakage of information here will make Solitiel realize that her memory restrictions are invalid. In order to prevent the spread of things that are detrimental to the demons, she may take necessary measures at that time.

risky.

Finally... Qing frankly admitted his weakness.

He was afraid.

Life was good now, and peace had brought laziness, so he seldom worked as hard as he had in the shipyard.

Facing the enemy again, he needs some time to readjust his mindset, and even longer time to train himself.

The current strength is not enough.

Qing realized his laziness and decided to practice seriously starting this year.

Back to the present.

"If there's a chance to meet..."

Fulilian grabbed the air.

The demons will be killed without mercy.

Beiqing held his hand, "If there is a chance - eat now."

"Well, anyway, judging from your description, her magic manipulation ability may be stronger than mine, much stronger. It's best to avoid her if possible. Qing, she still needs practice."

"Will do."

"Have a meal."

Fulilian was actually still in shock, but she didn't show it because of her usual indifferent expression.

I guessed that it was related to the demon clan, but I didn't expect the relationship to be so close. They lived together for two years... Just imagining it, that depressing gray tone came to my mind.

“Ugh…”

It gave her a shudder.

Xiangzi sipped the fruit wine. He was still sober now, exhaling hot air with a fruity smell. "Huh, I can directly teach killing magic tomorrow, but I still have no idea about flying magic."

"After all, this is the domain of the demons. At least the analysis of killing magic will be much faster. After learning and improving it, it can save at least ten years."

“Is it that long?”

"Well, this magic is quite remarkable. It will take quite a long time to study and analyze the principles behind it."

Fulilian said bluntly: "The Corrupted Sage Guval is undoubtedly a more outstanding magician than me. Judging from the level of magic displayed by this magic, I am afraid it is not inferior to the great demon of the Seven Collapse Sages."

The demons were not good at obtaining and utilizing information, but humans were also unable to obtain information about the demons. The loose structure and the complete inability of the tribes to communicate meant that both sides were destined to be strangers.

I wonder how many great demons like Solitiel and the Corrupted Sage exist.

All I can say is that fortunately they have a loose structure. Whether it is the Seven Collapse Sages or those great demons, they all fight on their own and act according to their preferences most of the time.

This is truly worth celebrating.

Before the atmosphere became oppressive, Qing spoke in time, "The war a thousand years ago was more brutal than it is now. The Demon King didn't completely defeat humanity a thousand years ago. I think it was definitely not because the demons were merciful.

"Up to now, the situation has actually stabilized. Perhaps, in the near future, humans will be able to completely defeat the demons... I can't guarantee that I will be that person, but I will work hard for it. Everything I do will not be in vain."

"Ok!"

Xiangzi raised his glass under the influence of alcohol and said, "No matter what, we will definitely carve out a path to victory!

"Well... let's go tomorrow!"

"That's not the case. Don't drink, don't drink."

The elf couldn't help but smile as he watched them huddled together.

Even the shadow that had always been there disappeared a little bit.

Although only a little bit.

She didn't ask any further questions. This was exactly the same idea as Solitier had before: you will naturally know after spending enough time together.

Fortunately, we are having hotpot today, otherwise the food would have cooled down after talking for so long. Now we just need to reheat it, put the prepared vegetables in, and start bubbling again with the flames.

With her cheeks puffed up and meat stuffed into her mouth, Fulilian's eating manner at this time was completely devoid of the ethereal and otherworldly look that an elf should have, making people feel very familiar.

Qing put the vegetables into the bowl and helped Fulilian dry the meat to prevent her from wheezing again.

After eating until her body warmed up, Fulilian took off her coat, revealing her thin pajamas. Her cheeks, as white as mutton-fat jade, flushed, and beads of sweat seeped out, dimming the light and making her face a little shiny.

Xiaoxiang had also taken off her coat. Her white suspender nightgown was a little wrinkled, with one shoulder strap hanging down to the side. She was drinking happily and didn't notice it.

Qing raised his hand to help her pull it up, but his fingers were caught. The girl began to giggle and touch her hands.

"Xiang?"

"I'm very happy now, please make me happier..."

"Ok."

Just touching hands.