Soman Shuchiin, starting from Fulilian to become a magician

Outside the city, in front of Xinmei's cemetery, Fulilian watched the coffin gradually being buried by the soil. Her head was lowered, and her expression could not be seen. Her low voice reached Ye Shanming's ears:

"I suddenly realized that I knew nothing about Himmel. The only thing I knew about him was that we had traveled together for ten years."

"I knew that human life span was short, so why didn't I think about learning more about it?"

Ye Shanming touched her head, and he was also in a heavy mood. However, unlike Fulilian, who had only experienced separation from Volame so far, he had witnessed the children he had rescued pass away, especially the death of Licht. He had experienced more life and death, which made him more open-minded than Fulilian.

"In that case, why not start getting to know the people around you from now on?"

Haita and Ye Shanming touched her head together:

"There's someone here who you've been with longer than me, waiting for you to get to know me better. Don't let yourself regret it again, Fulilian."

Fulilian raised her head, her eyes slightly red, and looked at Ye Shanming.

"Stop touching my head."

Haita smiled slightly, looking at the cemetery where a tombstone had been erected, and silently prayed for his old friend in his heart, hoping that his soul could go to the goddess.

After bidding farewell to Xinmeier, not only Fulilian, but even Ye Shanming suddenly realized that there was something wrong with their concept of time and they had begun to move towards the immortal species. If it were the previous him, he would never have been able to go fifty years without visiting his old friend.

Chapter 15 Haita's lifelong wish.

In order to prevent his perspective on time from further declining towards that of the immortal species, he would visit Aize and Haita every two years from then on. However, Fulilian embarked on a journey to collect magic again and disappeared.

"boom!"

The familiar branch of the Continental Magic Association, or the familiar figures flying backwards, the hall that was just built not long ago collapsed again. Seeing such a big commotion, the magicians in the branch didn't even raise their eyes and continued to do their own things.

There is no one else besides Lady Celie who can knock the branch chief away without him fighting back.

"Stop! If you attack me this time, I need a reason, otherwise I will fight back!"

Ye Shanming crawled out from the rubble, raised his right hand, and looked at Celia seriously.

Seeing his expression, Celiai laughed in anger and asked:

"I asked you to preside over the promotion of the second-level magicians, and you eliminated them all?!"

"I just asked them to find a way to break my defensive magic. No one could break it, so I eliminated them. Isn't that normal?"

Ye Shan Mingyi defended himself righteously:

"The promotion principle of our Continental Magic Association is to prefer a lack of talent to unqualified talent. Teacher, you should be happy."

"I'm so happy, my good disciple. Let the teacher try to see if he can break it."

Celia looked at him unkindly and raised her right hand. A beam of magic filled with light and heat shot towards Ye Shanming. He subconsciously raised the defensive magic that had been improved and iterated many times, and flew out again, breaking another stone pillar supporting the hall.

"Branch Head."

Just at this moment, a petite figure walked in, preparing to report relevant matters to Ye Shanming, and happened to see this scene.

The crumbling hall completely lost its support and collapsed, hitting the magician who had just walked in.

Smoke and dust flew everywhere, and strands of brown hair were deeply embedded in the stone bricks, forming a small protective space. The seemingly soft hair was as tough as steel, and the rubble falling on it could not cause it to deform in the slightest.

A gust of wind swept through the hall, sweeping away the smoke and dust. The petite girl brushed the dust from her hair. Her face was expressionless, but her eyes were full of trouble.

When Ye Shanming saw her, he felt like he had seen a savior. He picked her up and held her in front of him, as if she were his amulet.

"Zanze, you're here at the right time. I'll leave the follow-up matters of the promotion to Level 2 Magician to you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly left the branch that had turned into ruins.

Seeing him running so fast, Celie snorted coldly and left the hall, leaving Zanze standing there confused, not knowing what had happened.

"What's going on, Branch Chief and Lady Celia?"

She grabbed Lylene who happened to be passing by. Lylene looked at this talented girl who had been promoted to a first-level magician at the age of twelve and sighed softly:

"You get used to it over time."

In the forest outside the holy city of Stral, a wooden house stood quietly. Ye Shanming and Haita sat on the edge of the house, each holding a bottle of wine and drinking.

"Maybe this farewell will be forever."

"I remember you said the same thing last time."

"Maybe it's true. Years of heavy drinking have caused health problems. Lately, even my sleep time has become much shorter, and I have back pain from time to time."

Haita clinked glasses with Ye Shanming, and he took another sip, his face full of emotion. Last year, he retired from the position of bishop and has been enjoying his old age here.

"Then why don't you quit drinking, you drunkard."

Ye Shanming looked at him with squinted eyes. Haita couldn't help laughing. It seemed that he was laughing too hard. He couldn't help coughing twice.

"No, I plan to keep drinking until I meet the goddess."

Haita ate his wine and food in a very relaxed manner, showing no sign of feeling unwell as he claimed.

"Come to think of it, Fulilian actually came to visit me last year. It seems she has really changed a lot."

Haita looked at Ye Shanming's face and asked suddenly:

"When are you and Fulilian planning to get married?"

"Cough cough..."

Ye Shanming choked on his wine and kept coughing. Haita patted his back, and it took him a long time to calm down. He was a little dumbfounded:

"What about marriage? Why do you ask such a strange question?"

"It's you and Fulilian who are the weird ones."

Haita rolled his eyes at him. "You two are both immortals, and you've been together for so long and have a good relationship. Why don't you want to be together?"

"When we were adventuring together, Xinmeier, Aize, and I put a lot of thought into your relationship."

Ye Shanming angrily punched the nosy drunkard on the shoulder:

"Because elves have very little feelings about that."

"What about you? You're not an elf."

Haita asked back. Ye Shanming was stunned for a moment and fell into deep thought. After a while, he answered uncertainly:

"I probably haven't considered this aspect of things. After all, there's no life expectancy to worry about. Even if I really like him, I'll naturally understand after a while."

"Why don't you take the initiative!"

Haita excitedly grabbed Ye Shanming's shoulders and shook him hard, not like a retired old man at all.

"Hurry up and confess your love to Fulilian. Get married! I've wanted to officiate your wedding for over sixty years. Hurry up and fulfill this lonely old woman's last wish, you bastard!"

"Calm down. Being too excited is bad for your health."

Ye Shanming felt dizzy from his shaking and quickly reached out to press him down on the chair.

Haita also realized that he was a little too excited, and then the two of them tacitly put aside this topic and continued to talk about other things.

It was not until it was almost dark that Ye Shanming said goodbye, and Haita accompanied him all the way to the entrance of the forest.

“Just send it here.”

Ye Shanming tilted his head. Haita's old face was filled with worry as he warned him, "Be careful when you go to the southern countries this time. There's war going on there."

Ye Shanming nodded, waved at him, and the two said goodbye.

The main reason for this trip to the southern countries was that Xin Meier had mentioned before that his son was there and asked Ye Shanming to help take care of him. He happened to hear that a war broke out in the southern countries during this period, so he remembered this matter.

As soon as he walked out of the Central Kingdom, Ye Shanming saw large numbers of refugees on the road, fleeing towards the Central Kingdom with their families.

Almost all the villages we passed along the way had been turned into white land. They were either deserted or in ruins, with armies marching from time to time.

He was traveling alone in the wilderness, saving refugees whenever he saw them and guiding them to the Central Kingdom. Many bandits also attacked him, but he showed no mercy to them and sent them all to the Goddess' Kingdom.

It took him more than a month to reach the town where Xinmeier's son settled, but it had also turned into ruins. There was not a single living person in sight. The air was filled with the stench of burning, and corpses and body parts were scattered randomly on the streets.

A moment later, he walked out of a room that had turned into ruins and sighed. As expected, he had moved away from here a long time ago. The world is so big and there is no specific news. It is almost impossible to find someone.

He walked out of the town somewhat disappointedly, ready to leave and return to the magic city, but a sudden sound caught his attention.

In a collapsed room, a strand of purple hair was exposed to the air through the gaps between the wood.

Chapter 16: Philen wants to be supported.

Hearing the footsteps getting closer and closer, the purple-haired girl trembled subconsciously and curled up into a ball. The wood and stones were moved away, and sunlight shone on her through the gap.

She did not try to escape, but closed her eyes and quietly waited for her death.

"What's your name?"

A gentle voice sounded in her ears, and a gentle big hand fell on her head. The next moment, she was carried out and returned to the town that was like hell.

Ye Shanming looked at the little girl in front of him. Her short purple hair tied with a ribbon was covered with dirt, her face was covered with blood scabs and dust, and there was no light in her purple eyes, only dead silence.

"Phelan."

No emotion came out of the girl's mouth. Compared to Shinku, the Philen in front of her was more like an exquisite doll.

"Yeah……"

Ye Shanming was silent for a while, then held her hand. Feilan raised her head and looked at him with dead eyes, without making any movement, letting him do whatever he wanted.

"You will just follow me from now on."

Holding Philen in his arms, Ye Shanming cast the flying magic and flew all the way towards the magic city of Oissast. Fortunately, she was young and light, and did not exceed the load range of the flying magic. Otherwise, Ye Shanming would have to consider carrying her all the way back.

Having witnessed the hell on earth created by the war when he was young, Ye Shanming could not feel a trace of life in Philen, nor any desire to survive. If he had not happened to come here and meet her, the little girl might have chosen to give up her life in a few days.

Staying in Ye Shanming's arms, Feilan silently watched the clouds and flying birds being quickly left behind. She still looked dead silent and did not ask Ye Shanming anything. To her, everything in the outside world did not matter.

"This state is a bit troublesome. Should I use mind control magic to delete the tragic memories?"

During the flight, Ye Shanming was also paying attention to her. Seeing Feilun's appearance, he felt a headache.

He regretted not taking the time to study psychology in detail. No matter what, as long as he gave her a stable environment first, she should be able to slowly come out of the shadow.

Should it be possible? Ye Shanming was a little unsure.

He landed outside the city holding the doll-like Philen. Instead of taking her to the City Lord's Mansion, he took her back to his previous residence. The environment in the City Lord's Mansion was a bit depressing and not very suitable for healing the child's inner trauma.

"From today on, this is your room."

Anyway, Aura is living in the City Lord's Mansion now, so Ye Shanming has no psychological barriers. He arranges Aura's original room to Philen and touches her head.

Philen had no reaction to this, and Ye Shanming didn't know whether she had heard him or not. He could only sigh and continue to take her to the bathroom, kitchen, and toilet, giving her instructions.

After doing these things, he left Phelan alone in the room and went out to buy her suitable clothes.

"Phelan?"

When he came back, he unexpectedly found that Philen, who was originally in the room, was missing. After searching for a while, he finally found her in the corner of the kitchen, huddled in the corner with her hands on her knees, like a purple-haired ball.

"Don't be afraid, this is my home, it's safe."

Ye Shanming carried Feilun out of the corner, gently touched her head and comforted her, then stuffed the newly bought clothes into her arms and pushed her into the bathroom.

"Although I've used magic to keep you clean, you should still take a shower first and try out your clothes to see if they fit you."

Feilun was holding his clothes blankly, staring at him with lifeless eyes, without any reaction. Seeing this, Ye Shanming sighed inwardly and tried to force a smile on his face:

"You should be able to take a bath by yourself, right? You don't need my help?"

Hearing this, Philen finally reacted, nodded imperceptibly, and moved her little feet towards the bathroom little by little, still looking at him.

Finally, Philen entered the bathroom and started taking a shower. The sound of water splashed and the bathroom door was opened a little. From time to time, a pair of lifeless purple eyes could be seen sticking to the crack of the door, observing Ye Shanming.

When I saw that he was still sitting on the chair and had not disappeared, I continued to take a shower.

Although Ye Shanming was looking at the magic notebook, he could not hide Philen's little action from him at all. He felt helpless, knowing that it was because he went out to buy clothes and left her alone at home, which irritated her and she was afraid of being abandoned again, which was why she acted like this.

I can only slowly dispel her inner insecurity.

At night, Feilan was wearing a newly bought white dress and lying on the bed, like an exquisite doll. She let Ye Shanming cover her with a quilt and leave. She looked at his back with lifeless eyes until the door was closed.

The next morning, Ye Shanming found something wrong as soon as he got up. A small purple-haired ball was curled up on his bed, occupying the smallest space possible. Its two white and tender little hands were tightly grasping the corners of his clothes, and it was sleeping soundly.

After looking at the open door, Ye Shanming understood that it must be Philen who ran into his room. Since he had no malicious intentions, he didn't notice it at all.

He pinched Philen's chubby little face to wake her up from her sleep, took her to the restaurant and sat her down. Ye Shanming cooked a simple breakfast for her in person after a long time.

"name?"