Soman Shuchiin, starting from Fulilian to become a magician

"Since you are so old, why don't you just live here?"

Fulilian's face showed a kind expression that was completely inconsistent with her appearance, like a kind old grandmother: "I will see you to the end."

After hearing what Fulilian said, Ye Shanming showed a complicated expression on his face. Although he knew that she was completely well-intentioned, the words sounded awkward to him and he decisively refused.

"No, I still have a troublesome child at home who needs to be taken care of. Now that I know you are here, I will come here more often in the future."

"Ye Shanming, you already have offspring."

Fulilian suddenly became interested: "Is it a boy or a girl? Who did you have the baby with, Millie?"

"No, I adopted him!"

Fulilian's string of questions left Ye Shanming dizzy and he quickly raised his hands in surrender, while also complaining to her: "Why do you think you are the offspring of Millialde and me?"

"Because you and Millie have a really good relationship, and I haven't seen her since the destruction of the Elf Village. It would be great if she was still alive."

The topic suddenly became heavy, and Ye Shanming said nothing. Since he parted with Millialde, he had never seen the drunkard elf again. Later, he also went to the ruins of the Emperor's Wine and saw that a new layer of barrier had been added to the wine cellar, which was indeed her work.

The demons are active so frequently right now, and her strength is not that strong. I hope she is still alive in some corner of this world.

Having not seen each other for many years, both of them had many things to ask each other, and before they knew it, they had been chatting for the whole night. Fulilian had no idea about Celia's whereabouts. After thinking that Ye Shanming was dead, she came to this forest and has been practicing ever since.

Ye Shanming lived with Fulilian for several months. Although Ye Shanming did not agree, Fulilian fulfilled her promise to see Ye Shanming to his death. Not only did she rarely sleep in, she even took care of his food, clothing and daily life.

In her impression, humans of this age are very fragile and will be bedridden for several days if they fall. Although Ye Shanming appears to be in good health as a warrior, it is still better to be cautious.

Ye Shanming readily accepted this. After all, who would refuse someone who was willing to take care of him? As he said, when the lie was exposed in a dozen years, he would worry about it himself at that time.

In the days that followed, Ye Shanming basically ran between the magic city of Oissast and Fulilian. As the offensive of the demons became more and more fierce, the pressure on the magic city was relieved a lot. In his spare time, he even went to the academy to teach and teach students the basics of magic.

"Lord Akira Hayama."

Linie came to the garden and saw Ye Shanming sitting on a chair. A small magic circle appeared on his palm and the magic formula inside was being filled. She sat in his arms very naturally, took out an apple from somewhere, and started to chew it like a hamster.

"Line..."

In response to the girl's actions, Ye Shanming reluctantly dispersed the magic circle in his hand, put his arm around her waist, touched her head, and felt a little troubled:

"Don't sit on me all the time. At least be aware of the impact."

"Aura-sama said that Master Ye Shanming likes this the most, isn't that right?"

Linie raised her head and looked at him, her eyes full of confusion. Ye Shanming had a toothache and did not directly answer Linie's question:

"Don't believe everything Aura says."

"Hmm, is this your method of education, my adoptive father?"

Aura walked in from outside and saw the scene in front of him with a sarcastic smile on his face, and he deliberately emphasized the word "adoptive father".

Seeing the culprit coming, Ye Shanming finally had a place to vent his frustration. He took Linie off his body, hit Aura's head hard, and warned her:

"Don't teach Linie any weird things anymore. I'm not that kind of person."

"All you have to do is tell her you don't like it, and she'll never sit on you again."

Aura squinted her eyes at him, her meaning was self-evident. Ye Shanming remained silent and changed the subject:

"I'm going to visit an old friend. You take care of the house."

"I guess your old friend must also be a petite girl."

"Don't mess with my reputation!"

Chapter 6: Sneak into the brave team and act as a slacker.

Ye Shanming was exhausted physically and mentally performing flying magic, and it took him a whole day to fly to Fulilian's residence. He happened to meet her sitting by the stream practicing the technique of suppressing magic fluctuations.

"You seem to be troubled."

Fulilian opened her eyes and saw his expression. She was stunned for a moment, then smiled kindly:

"Can you tell me about it? After all, I'm an elf who has lived for thousands of years. Maybe I can give you some useful advice."

"No, to be honest, it's your old lady look that bothers me more."

Fulilian's expression made Ye Shanming very uncomfortable, and he blurted out subconsciously.

"the first time."

Fulilian narrowed her eyes and, considering that Ye Shanming was already an old man with not much time left, gave up the idea of ​​taking action.

"What first time?"

"This is the first time you've called me old. But first, if it happens three times, I'll cry for three days and three nights."

"Where are you from, kid?"

Ye Shanming touched Fulilian's head, feeling both amused and helpless, and did not take her words to heart.

However, after her interruption, Ye Shanming's depression about the suspected failure of his trumpet training was relieved a lot. Lying on the grass, looking at the sky quietly, Fulilian closed her eyes again and continued her training.

The little rabbit ran past Ye Shanming, and the sound of human footsteps reached his ears keenly. He turned over from the grass and sat up, looking into the distance.

"Xinmeier, you said there's a magician who lived a long time in this forest. Is that the elf lady?"

Three figures walked towards this side from the forest path. The leader was a human youth wearing a white cloak. His blue hair and teardrop mole under the left corner of his eye gave Ye Shanming a sense of déjà vu, but he couldn't remember where he had seen this person for a moment.

The one who spoke was the monk next to the blue-haired young man. He had short green hair and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes behind his black-framed glasses. He turned to look at him:

"But from my perception, this elf lady's magic power is only one-fifth of mine, and this human brother's magic power is even lower."

"But it's still so-so."

The young man named Sinmel simply smiled and didn't respond directly. He turned his head and asked his armored dwarf companion:

"What do you think, Aize?"

The dwarf's long beard covered his entire face, making it impossible to see his expression. All that could be heard was his steady voice:

"I don't understand anything about magicians, but as far as warriors are concerned, this human boy is very powerful. Just seeing him makes me want to fight."

"So, you three came here just to comment?"

Ye Shanming stretched and asked the three people about their purpose. Fulilian directly expressed her dissatisfaction with the monk's words:

"What's wrong with this guy? It's really infuriating."

Sinmel stepped forward, a warm smile on his face, and defended his companion: "I'm so sorry, Haita didn't mean any harm."

As he spoke, he walked up to Ye Shanming, with a more sincere smile on his face, and stretched out his right hand towards him.

"We meet again, Mr. Magician. Thank you for your help back then."

After hearing what Xin Meier said, a flash of inspiration flashed through Ye Shanming's mind. He quickly thought of the appearance of a little boy and matched him with the young man in front of him. Suddenly, he realized:

"So you are the lost child. You have grown up so big in the blink of an eye."

He smiled shyly, but he did not forget the reason for coming to the forest. He extended an invitation to Ye Shanming and Fulilian beside him:

"Actually, we're planning to defeat the Demon King, and we're currently short of a magician..."

"Let's go back."

Before he could finish, Fulilian waved her hand at them and said, "I guess you don't want to find a mediocre magician."

It was obvious that she was still upset about what the monk named Haita said.

Seeing that inviting her failed, Haita on the side thought of the dwarf Aize's previous evaluation of Ye Shanming and directly shifted his target to him:

"Brother, how about joining us to defeat the Demon King?"

"He'd better forget it,"

It was Fulilian who spoke up again, declining the invitation on Ye Shanming's behalf: "Don't be fooled by his youth. He once drank a potion that preserved his youth. Now he's in his seventies or eighties. I'm afraid he'll die of old age before he even reaches the Demon King's Castle."

"I think it won't be a problem for me to live another ten or twenty years."

Ye Shanming retorted in a low voice, but in return Fulilian stared at him silently, and then she stopped talking in anger.

"As you can see, there's only a mediocre elven magician and a dying human warrior here. There are no companions who meet your requirements. Go back now."

Fulilian drove the man away with a look of disgust. Haita and Aize looked at each other with disappointment on their faces.

Although she said that she was just so-so, it was only compared to Haita. Among human magicians, Fulilian's magic power was not bad. It was still very troublesome to find a magician of this level.

"No, my intuition tells me that you are a very strong magician, stronger than any magician I have ever seen."

Xinmeier spoke up, his words sounding serious and convincing. "The magician who helped me before was also so powerful, more powerful than I've ever seen."

Ye Shanming and Fulilian looked at each other. They were from the same school and naturally knew that each other was suppressing their own magical power, but this was the first time they had seen someone like Xin Meier who could judge their true strength based on intuition alone.

"what do you say?"

Ye Shanming threw the question to Fulilian. He planned to follow the advice of the Southern Brave Man and not participate in the crusade against the Demon King, but to help achieve a future that was acceptable to both humans and demons. After all, he could escape from this world at any time and was not afraid that it was a trap set against him.

Fulilian hesitated for a moment, looked at Xinmei's sincere eyes, and agreed to join them.

"Great."

Xin Meier looked at Ye Shanming with joy on his face.

"Since Fulilian agrees, then I have no problem with that."

Ye Shanming also nodded, but was refuted by Fulilian:

"No! You're already quite old, just enjoy your retirement and wait for me to see you off to the grave."

"It's okay. I just thought it would be more fun to travel with you guys. If we really get into a fight, I can take care of myself."

Ye Shanming comforted her: "And I won't always follow you. After all, there are still troublesome children at home who need to be taken care of."

"Then welcome both of you to join our team."

Xin Meier excitedly shook Ye Shanming's hand with a sincere smile on his face.

That night, the brave team held a grand welcome ceremony for the new magician and half of the non-staff members, paid all the travel expenses, and went to the tavern in the town.

"Come on, Ye Shanming, cheers!"

Haita took a huge wine glass and slammed it on the table. His face was red and his eyes were blurred. He didn't look like a monk at all.

"Come!"

Ye Shanming also held up a wine glass of similar size and drank the beer in the glass heroically. It must be said that the taste of this beer was much better than a thousand years ago.

Haita's consciousness was a little fuzzy, but he still raised his glass and drank most of it. He heard Ye Shanming's dissatisfied voice:

"Okay, there's still so much left after all the toasts, I'm planning on raising some fish!"

After saying that, Ye Shanming put his arm around Haita's neck, snatched his wine glass, and poured the unfinished beer into his mouth.

On the side, Fulilian was eating a huge steak, looking at the two people with disgust, and silently changed her position to move away from them.

Chapter 7: The attack of the great demon clan.

"Here, these are the documents accumulated during this period."

Aura held a thick stack of documents in his arms and slammed them heavily on Ye Shanming's desk.

Ye Shanming's eyes twitched. The documents on his desk were already piled half a man high. He casually pulled out the document on top:

"Regarding the academy's application to build a new magic testing ground? Things like this should just be approved by the dean. Why are you looking for me?"

Aura held the table with his right hand and glanced at him:

"The dean said that the instructor who originally specialized in enchantments was poached by the imperial court mage. Now only the enchantment you set up can meet the needs."

"So what's the status of the approval process for this magician graduation ceremony?"

"Sorry, I put this in the wrong place."

Ye Shanming took out another copy and slapped it on the table. Aura took a look at it and calmly put it back in his arms. There was no shame on his face and he urged him:

"Hurry up and finish these piles of things. Stop wandering around for months without seeing anyone!"

"I reject!"

Ye Shanming stood up from his chair, opened the window, and flew out of the room after leaving a hurried message:

"You're already a mature adult. It's time for you to help me with my chores. I'll leave these documents to you!"

Watching Ye Shanming's figure disappear in the sky, Aura felt a little itchy, but still sat in his seat and dealt with the pile of affairs for him bit by bit.