Soman Shuchiin, starting from Fulilian to become a magician

In addition to the solemn and murderous aura of someone who had experienced many battles, Ye Shanming also felt an instinctive threat from him for the first time in a long time. Just the handshake made him want to attack.

The title of humanity's strongest hero is well-deserved to make him feel this way now.

"It sounds like you, like the all-knowing Shulahat, also possess the magic of seeing into the future?"

After greeting each other, the two sat across the table. Ye Shanming poured him a cup of tea and spoke curiously.

After all, he is a human hero. In order to avoid trouble, Aura and Linie did not follow him. In order to prevent his existence from being leaked, Ye Shanming did not arrange any maids in the city lord's mansion, so this kind of thing can only be done by him himself.

"Rather than magic, it's more like an ability bestowed upon me by the goddess."

The Hero of the South put down the teacup in his hand, without much greeting with Ye Shanming, and directly stated the purpose of his visit.

"I came here to visit you, just to ask for one thing."

"Invite me to join you in defeating the Demon King?"

"No,"

The Hero of the South shook his head. "On the contrary, I hope you won't get involved in the battle against the Demon King."

Hearing the Southern Hero's unreasonable request, Ye Shanming was not surprised at all. He calmly drank a sip of tea and asked:

"Can you tell me why?"

"This is a necessary step towards the best outcome."

"You guys who can see into the future, do you have to talk in such mysterious ways?"

Hearing this, Ye Shanming couldn't help but complain, but in return, he only got a smile from the brave man of the south.

He seemed to have come to visit Ye Shanming just to talk about this matter. He stood up and prepared to leave. When he reached the door, he suddenly remembered something and turned his head to look at Ye Shanming.

"By the way, when I came from the Central Kingdom, I saw your old friend in the forest near the capital. You should be very happy."

"My old friend?"

Ye Shanming asked back, now the only people in this world who could be called his old friends were those few elves.

The Hero of the South didn't elaborate, just nodded, and left the City Lord's Mansion. He looked up to the north, as if he saw the great demon who could also know the future through the air.

Although they had never met before, they fought countless times during the observation of the future, and finally compromised with each other and recognized a future that was acceptable to both humans and demons.

"Then it's time to pave the way for the future, Southern Hero."

The cloak fluttered in the wind, and the southern warrior's soliloquy drifted away in the wind.

After the Southern Hero left, Aura walked in with Linie, her face full of curiosity:

"What did the strongest hero of mankind tell you?"

Ye Shanming briefly recounted the conversation between the two. The request of the Southern Hero had no effect on him. He had no intention of participating in the fight against the Demon King. Instead, it was the old friend who aroused his interest.

"Awula, take good care of the house. I'm going out for a while and will be back soon."

Ye Shanming planned to meet the old friend mentioned by the Southern Hero, and gave Aura some instructions before leaving.

Aula pursed her lips, somewhat dissatisfied. She had been away for four hundred years, and it had not been long since she came back, but she was leaving again.

After taking a look at her, Ye Shanming chopped her on the head with a knife. The latter felt pain and squatted on the ground holding her head.

"Don't mess around before I come back, and don't teach Linie bad things."

After simply stuffing his luggage into his storage space, Ye Shanming left the magic city of Oissast and headed south.

The number of adventurers increased a lot along the way. Ever since Volame started to promote magic, the magic city had been continuously training human magicians for hundreds of years. There were magicians in almost every adventurer team. They were determined to defeat the Demon King and headed north.

Under such circumstances, Ye Shanming standing out as he went south alone, and many adventurer teams invited him along the way, but he rejected them all.

He used cutting magic to clear out the group of monsters. Large pieces of monster corpses turned into black ash and dissipated. The villagers hiding behind the wooden fence breathed a sigh of relief and expressed their gratitude to the magician who was passing by.

"Thank you so much, my Lord."

The village chief held Ye Shanming's hands with tears in his eyes. This village was just one of the many small villages near the royal capital. The royal army would never be stationed here. If it weren't for him, none of the villagers would have survived the monster tide today.

"Village chief, there's a child in the orphanage who went into the forest and hasn't come back yet."

A middle-aged woman in a priest's uniform hurried over and whispered in the village chief's ear.

Chapter 4: A unique reunion with old friends.

"Can you tell me his appearance? I'm going to the forest to look for someone, maybe I can run into him."

Although the female priestess lowered her voice, it could not escape Ye Shanming's ears at all. Anyway, the old friend that the Southern Hero mentioned was also in this forest, so there was no difference between finding one person and finding two people.

"Thank you so much!"

The female priest held Ye Shanming's hands, her face full of gratitude. She believed in the Goddess Church and established an orphanage in this village. Every orphan was like her own child to her.

"He's a boy of seven or eight years old, with short blue hair and a teardrop mole on the left corner of his eye."

The female priest quickly described the appearance of the lost child. Although she was just an ordinary priest, as the only person in the village with combat capability, she had to stay in the village to prevent scattered monsters from attacking. She could only leave the task of finding the child to Ye Shanming.

Ye Shanming nodded and walked towards the forest.

Unlike the outside world, the forest was peaceful. A stream ran through the woods, and the animals lowered their heads to drink water by the stream. When they saw Ye Shanming coming, only a few timid ones ran away, and the rest looked at him curiously.

The sunlight fell on him through the treetops. The forest was not big, so the locals didn't even give it a name. However, until it got dark and the sky was filled with sunset glow, no one else was seen except him.

"The Hero of the South wouldn't be so bored as to make fun of me, would he?"

Ye Shanming muttered to himself: "Or has my old friend left here?"

The forest had grown dark, and nocturnal animals were beginning to prepare to come out to look for food. Ye Shanming found an open space along the stream, intending to camp and rest before continuing to look for people tomorrow. Suddenly, he saw a hint of blue in the corner of his eye.

A little boy who completely matched the priestess's description was squatting under a tree with his hands on his knees, gazing at the night sky, wondering what he was thinking about. There was a basket beside him containing a few herbs.

"Are you the child who got lost in the village?"

Ye Shanming's figure appeared in his sight. The boy's eyes widened sharply and joy filled his face, as if he had found a life-saving straw. He quickly stood up from the ground and nodded heavily.

"Follow me closely, I will take you back to the village first."

The forest was pitch black at night. Although this level of darkness was no different from daytime for Ye Shanming, the boy did not have as strong dark vision as him and could only walk with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Although this problem could be solved by just holding his hand or carrying him, unfortunately, Ye Shanming prefers to take care of the cute little girl in this way.

However, considering that it was not a good idea to let a child walk at night like this, Ye Shanming thought about it and thought of a magic from his magic reserves that could be used in this situation.

"This is……"

The boy opened his eyes wide. Countless fireflies seemed to be attracted by something. They flew out from the stream and danced around them, as if a sky full of stars had fallen to the earth. The faint fluorescence barely illuminated the road under their feet.

"Magic that gathers fireflies."

Ye Shanming responded to him indifferently. This magic was taught to him by Volame. He said that it could be used to confess to girls. No girl would be able to refuse in this situation, although he had never used it once.

"Can magic be this beautiful?"

The boy exclaimed in amazement, his eyes full of longing for magic.

"Magic isn't just for combat. Magic can do anything you can imagine."

Soon, Ye Shanming led him out of the forest and back to the man-made path, from where he could see the village with lights on in the distance.

"Thank you!"

The little boy thanked Ye Shanming solemnly, then ran along the trail towards the village. He had been lost in the forest for a whole day and thought he would be trapped to death in the forest by loneliness.

Ye Shanming looked at his small figure until he saw the priestess running out of the village to pick him up. Then he turned around and was about to leave. He happened to see a figure he had not seen for a long time walking towards the forest from the path. It turned out to be his old friend.

She looked like a little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old, with long silver hair tied into two ponytails on both sides, a linen jacket draped over a white skirt, a basket filled with various items in her hands, and a pair of long pointed ears twitching from time to time.

"Hey, Fulilian, it's been a long time."

Ye Shanming greeted her with emotion and joy. He had not seen Fulilian since Volame's death. Even from his perspective, more than a hundred years had passed.

"Ye Shanming?"

A hint of doubt flashed across Fulilian's green eyes, and she froze in place.

"Yeah, it's great that you're still alive."

Ye Shanming walked up to her, ready to exchange pleasantries with her as if they were old friends meeting after a long separation, when he saw magic power surging from Fulilian's body, and a magic wand appeared in her hand, pointing at him.

"A phantom ghost? He actually transformed into his appearance to deceive me."

Seeing the monster transform into the appearance of a familiar person in her memory, a rare look of anger appeared on Fulilian's face, which usually showed little emotion. Magic power accumulated at the tip of the wand and suddenly exploded into endless light and heat.

"boom!"

The explosive magic taught by Volame himself was cast by Fulilian, catching Ye Shanming off guard. He had never expected that the reunion between old friends would be like this. In a hurry, he only had time to cast defensive magic.

A violent explosion resounded throughout the mountains and forests, and large trees within a radius of dozens of meters collapsed. The defensive magic was covered with dense cracks, and shattered in the face of the violent shock wave, blowing Ye Shanming several meters away.

"Hey, Fulilian, it's really me, your uncle, not a phantom ghost!"

Ye Shanming quickly stretched out his hand and revealed his identity again, but Fulilian didn't believe a word he said and had no intention of stopping.

"Since you've become Ye Shanming's appearance, you should know that he's just an ordinary human being. It's impossible for him to survive until now. Prepare to die, Phantom Ghost."

The second explosive magic attacked again. Fortunately, Ye Shanming was well prepared this time. The small magic circle under his feet was rotating. Before the explosion occurred, his figure had disappeared from the spot and suddenly appeared behind Fulilian.

This was the weakened part he analyzed from the space transfer magic of Afterimage Zat. It could only be used to transport objects of similar weight to itself, and the distance of transport could only be within a radius of ten meters. In the previous battle with Aura, he also used this magic surprise attack to defeat her.

Although she didn't know how the "Phantom Ghost" came behind her, as a great magician who had lived for a thousand years, Fulilian had her own way of dealing with the situation when someone got close to her.

A magic circle unfolded from behind her, and the invisible repulsive force hit Ye Shanming like a tide. In contrast, Ye Shanming raised his left hand, on which there was also a magic circle flowing, and the same repulsive forces collided with each other.

Gravity magic, or rather gravity manipulation magic, collided with each other, and a creaking sound was heard out of nowhere. With the two people as the center, the ground twisted like a twist, and cracks in the ground spread out in all directions, and the figures of the two people were suddenly bounced away.

Chapter 5: Grandma Fulilian will take care of you in your old age and see you to the end of your life.

"Flillian, the Phantom Ghost can't copy the object's magic, so you should at least believe that I am real."

Ye Shanming spoke quickly, raised his hands to show that he had no desire to attack, looked at Fulilian vigilantly, ready to use space transfer magic to escape again at any time.

"A subspecies of the Phantom Ghost? That's quite tricky."

A hint of disappointment flashed across Fulilian's eyes, but she had no intention of stopping and raised her staff again.

"If you keep acting dumb, I'll throw you into the water every time you stay in bed!"

Ye Shanming keenly caught the flash of disappointment. Knowing Fulilian very well, he instantly understood what she meant and spoke directly in a bad mood.

"What? You're still so excessive."

Fulilian put away her staff, walked over to him with a puffed face, and accused him of what he had just said:

"If I can't sleep until I wake up naturally, I'll die."

The two walked side by side to the stream, each sitting down on a rock. Looking at the flowing water, Ye Shanming was still upset about the fight he had just had. He grabbed Fulilian's long ears and asked angrily:

"You clearly recognized me from the beginning, so why are you pretending to treat me like a monster?!"

"Because I'm very angry."

Fulilian knocked away Ye Shanming's hand, rubbed her red ears, and narrowed her eyes. Only those who knew her well knew that this was a sign of her anger.

"Celiai said you were traveling. I've been waiting for you for thirty years, but you never came back. I thought you had died of old age or at the hands of the demons."

"After a thousand years, you suddenly appear in front of me, acting as if nothing happened. If I don't take this opportunity to beat you up, I will always feel very uncomfortable."

Fulilian explained the motivations behind her previous actions. Suddenly, she turned her head, looked at his face, which hadn't changed in a thousand years, and asked something that had been on her mind:

"Ye Shanming, you are also an immortal species like the elves, right?"

"What if I say yes?"

"Volamei's death made me realize how short human life is, so I was really sad when I thought you were dead."

As she spoke, a cold glint flashed in Fulilian's eyes: "If you are really an immortal and deliberately concealed it from me, I will beat you up again."

"Haha, how could that be..."

Ye Shanming was sweating profusely. After hearing what Fulilian said, he gave up the idea of ​​a showdown and racked his brains to think of an excuse, intending to get away with it first.

"Yes, it is a seal. I just accidentally entered a ruin and was sealed there until now!"

In order to increase the credibility of his words, Ye Shanming coughed twice and continued:

"So even though I still look so young, I'm actually almost as old as Volame. I might die of old age in a dozen years."

No matter what, avoid the current disaster first. As for how to make up for this lie more than ten years later, let yourself worry about it more than ten years later. Believe in your future self's wisdom.