Soman Shuchiin, starting from Fulilian to become a magician

"I plan to take Philen to visit Aize first."

Ye Shanming responded to Fulilian's question: "Then, I plan to go to Ede."

"Erd? The Demon King's Castle?"

"Well, Volame's suicide note told me to go there after defeating the Demon King. She seemed to have discovered something extraordinary."

Philen listened quietly to their conversation. Although some remarkable figures were mentioned in the conversation, her misunderstanding of Ye Shanming made her subconsciously think that the Volame they were talking about was just the same name as the famous sage Volame.

"Then I'll stay with you for the time being."

Fulilian thought for a moment and added, "And it's time to deal with Guval, who was sealed away earlier."

"Oh, and this guy, I would have forgotten if you hadn't mentioned it."

Behind a quiet village mountain, Ye Shanming sat quietly under a tree, watching Fulilian and Philen busy around a bronze statue.

An old woman was standing by with a smile, watching the originally rusty bronze statue gradually become smooth again under the effect of magic, and the smile on her face became more and more satisfied.

It had been some time since they set out. Although Fulilian said she was following him, she ended up running around according to her own ideas. However, he was used to this kind of leisurely and let-go-with-the-flow life. Considering that Philen could also gain knowledge through traveling, he let her do as she pleased.

Anyway, as a dwarf, Aize has a longer lifespan than humans. He is just entering his old age and is not in a hurry. As for the Demon King's City, since so much time has been wasted, he doesn't care about a little more time.

"Thank you so much."

Seeing the statue restored to its original shine, the old woman stepped forward and expressed her gratitude to Fulilian and Felix:

"I'm old and can no longer take care of the statue, and the villagers don't care about it. Fortunately, you took on the commission."

As she spoke, a hint of dissatisfaction flashed across her face, directed only at the villagers: "Lord Sinmel saved the village from being ravaged by monsters, yet the statue is being treated like this. It's really too much."

"No, he deserves it."

Fulilian looked at the statue. "They spent over ten hours getting it into a cool pose, driving the craftsmen crazy, and in the end, they ended up using a simple, unadorned pose like this."

"That's a really interesting story."

The old woman smiled and said that she didn't expect that the brave man who saved her had such an interesting side.

Ye Shanming looked at Xinmei's statue and thought for a while. Amidst Philen's exclamation, he plunged his right hand into his chest, but no blood flowed out, as if he had entered another space.

After groping for a long time, he took out a few seeds, threw them on the ground, and used the magic to create a flower field. The seeds quickly took root, sprouted, and grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. Finally, a large and beautiful blue flower field surrounded the bronze statue.

"This is……"

Fulilian looked at the flowers she had never seen before with great interest.

"Pale Moon Grass, comes from Xinmeier's hometown and is also his favorite flower."

Ye Shanming glanced at her with disdain. "Wasn't the village where Xinmeier lived as a child right next to the forest where you live in seclusion? How come you haven't seen this flower before?"

"At that time, I practiced all day and rarely went out."

Fulilian explained, a rare hint of embarrassment showing on her face.

After watching the old woman weave the Cang Yue grass into a wreath and place it on the statue's head, the three of them set off again.

Feilun glanced at Ye Shanming from time to time. The scene of him taking out the Cang Yue Grass seeds from the space storage magic just now made Feilun a little confused. She had never seen such magic before. It seemed that Lord Ye Shanming was not the ordinary magician she thought he was.

Moreover, the familiarity of the brave Xinmeier in Fulilian's words made her even more puzzled. Finally, she couldn't help but speak and ask the doubts in her heart.

"Lady Fulilian seems to be very familiar with the Hero Sinmel?"

To Philen's surprise, Fulilian and Ye Shanming turned around and looked at her. The inexplicable meaning in their eyes made her feel uncomfortable.

"Phelan, I'm sure you haven't read the history of magic I gave you."

"I have seen it before..."

Philen's face flushed red, realizing that he seemed to have exposed something, and he quietly defended himself:

"I just focused on practicing magic, so I only read two pages."

"You."

Ye Shanming patted her head in distress. He didn't expect that his adopted daughter had such little knowledge of history. Among magicians, she was almost illiterate.

"Flillian was the magician who fought against the Demon King with the hero. If you have time, you should read the history of magic."

"I see."

Philen buried his head deeply in the chest, which was so large that he could barely see it, and wished he could find a hole to crawl into.

Perhaps realizing that the traces left by her old friend were gradually being forgotten by the world, Fulilian subconsciously followed the route of her original journey, accepting commissions to collect various folk magics developed in recent years, while teaching Philen magical techniques.

Ye Shanming did not interfere too much, but occasionally spoke up to make up for Fulilian's shortcomings, and at the same time pointed out her fighting style and areas where she should focus on practicing.

Since the Demon King was defeated, magic has developed rapidly. Some of Fulilian's habits are not suitable for the current era, and he needs to correct them.

It was more than a year since he left, and Philen was now sixteen years old, officially a girl. At least in terms of figure, she was much more mature than Fulilian, who looked like a child.

In the magical city of Oissast, in the City Lord's Mansion, Aura brought a document taller than a person again after a long absence and placed it heavily on Ye Shanming's desk.

"Are you angry?"

Putting down the pen in his hand, Ye Shanming frowned and looked at Aula.

Now that Fulilian is temporarily helping to take care of Philen, he can finally take the time to come back from time to time to deal with the affairs of the Magic City and the Continental Magic Association.

"It's only been six or seven years since I left. I'm not mad, right Linie?"

The petite pink-haired demon girl sat in Ye Shanming's arms, chewing the apple in her hand. Although she didn't understand why Aura lied, she still obeyed her and nodded continuously.

"Aren't you just angry?"

Aura's stubbornness didn't fool him. After all, she was the child he had watched grow up. He couldn't help but touch her head and comfort her:

"Your identity is becoming increasingly sensitive, so I really can't take you with me. If I have time in the future, I'll take you on a trip to another world. I happen to know a demon there."

Ye Shanming wanted to introduce Jiaxi to Aura, but he didn't know what kind of sparks would be created when these two demons from different worlds met.

"Who cares, Linie? Let's go and let him deal with it on his own."

Aura pouted, and Linie quickly finished the apple, wiped her hands with Ye Shanming's clothes, and followed Aura away.

"These two guys."

Ye Shanming smiled and shook his head. After using cleaning magic to clean the stains on his body, he continued to work.

At the branch of the Continental Magic Association, several first-level magicians stopped and saluted immediately when they saw Ye Shanming approaching.

Seeing Ye Shanming walk into the hall, several people quickly gathered together and discussed in low voices:

"How long do you think the fight will last?"

"The branch chief hasn't been here for several years. I guess it will take about ten minutes."

"I'd guess half an hour."

"It's been too long, it will definitely take..."

boom!

Before he finished speaking, a figure flew out and slammed heavily against the wall of the hall. A beam of light emitting terrifying heat fell on the figure, and the hall, which had not been destroyed for six or seven years, collapsed again.

Like Aura, Zanze, who had been reduced to serving as Ye Shanming's secretary, came over with documents in his arms. Seeing the collapsed hall, he tilted his head, his words tinged with subtle joy:

"Is the branch chief back today?"

Several first-level magicians nodded and hurried away, fearing that Celie's wrath would fall upon them.

"Zanze, is there anything important recently?"

Fortunately, Celia acted with restraint, and his office was not affected by the attack. Sitting behind his desk, looking at the petite girl in front of him, he couldn't help but reach out and touch her head, as if he was stroking a cute cat.

"Weizer's monitoring magicians have been rotated, and Golden Country Mahat has no intention of breaking the barrier."

Although he was somewhat troubled by Ye Shanming's behavior, he did not interrupt him and reported the recent situation seriously:

"Also, news came from headquarters that they've recently spotted traces of the Bloody God of War, Livalai. However, he ignored them and simply left after shaking off the pursuit."

"Is that so? Then I'll pay attention to that next time."

Although the feeling of rubbing Zanze was somewhat addictive, Ye Shanming still let go of his hand and began to lower his head to deal with matters.

As Zanze watched him, his thick hair took action of its own accord and began brewing black tea.

After Ye Shanming had dealt with all the matters, he left the magic city again and flew towards the Central Kingdom. He found traces of Philen in the trading city of Worm.

He had originally placed a tracking spell in the magic wand he gave to Philen, originally because he was worried that Philen would be kidnapped when he was little, but now it has become a means to find Philen.

At this time, Philen was hiding behind a box, secretly following Fulilian. Suddenly, she felt a big hand patting her shoulder. The strong sense of crisis made her unable to help but straighten her body. She didn't relax until she heard a familiar voice.

"What are you doing here?"

Seeing Ye Shanming's face, Feilun puffed up his cheeks like a bullied child looking for his parents, and complained to him:

"Master Ye Shanming, you are back. Master Fulilian is really too much. She actually went to eat dessert alone without telling me."

"I haven't had dessert in a long time."

"Really? Then Fulilian is going too far."

Seeing the precocious Philen showing such a childish expression, Ye Shanming was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and could only follow her words to comfort her:

"Why don't we just ignore her and go get dessert."

Feilun was somewhat tempted, but having witnessed Ye Shanming's hard work since childhood, she couldn't afford to spend money so lavishly. After thinking about it, she decided to refuse.

"Forget it. When Lady Fulilian steals food, I'll catch her and let her treat me."

"She's gone, what are you trying to catch her for?"

Feilun then realized that she had lost Fulilian during the time they were chatting. Ye Shanming touched her head and took her away:

"Come on, let's go get dessert."

In a dessert shop, Ye Shanming ordered a cake for Feilun. The latter was like a cute little hamster, constantly stuffing the cake into his mouth and showing a happy smile from time to time. It was obvious that he was completely immersed in the delicious dessert.

Ye Shanming just watched the scene silently with a satisfied smile on his lips. After thinking for a while, he took out a paper bag from the space storage magic and handed it to Philen.

"Master Ye Shanming, what is this?"

"Today is your sixteenth birthday. I picked out a piece of clothing for you as your birthday present."

Philen took out the clothes from the paper bag with surprise. It was a white dress. Although it looked ordinary, there was a faint magical fluctuation on it.

"Thank you, Master Ye Shanming."

Philen smiled like a flower, and his mood, which had been a little depressed by Fulilian, suddenly became extremely happy.

Ye Shanming accepted the thanks with a smile. When he was at the branch, he specially asked the first-level magician Brugo to add a strong defensive spell to the skirt, which could withstand some attacking magic and increase Philen's safety.

After all, Philen's attainments in magic are not deep enough, so this is also a good protection for her.

Afterwards, Ye Shanming took Feilun for a walk around the town, and it was not until the evening that they returned to the hotel where she and Fulilian were staying.

"So slow, Philen."

Fulilian sat on the bed bored. Seeing Feilun finally come back, she couldn't help but complain. Then she saw Ye Shanming coming in behind Feilun. She was stunned for a moment, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly:

"You're back too. It's just right. I found a really good dessert shop. Let's go eat together."

"Lady Fulilian, I have already..."

Fei Lun was about to say that he had just come back from eating when Ye Shanming interrupted him:

"Okay, it's nice to have dessert once in a while."

He had spent much more time with Fulilian than anyone else, and just by looking at her, he knew that Fulilian must have misunderstood.

The dessert shop that Fulilian found was located on the edge of a cliff. The three of them sat at the table closest to the fence, from where they could overlook the entire trading city of Worm.

The setting sun fell on the sea like flowing lava, with seagulls flying. The three of them placed their orders and looked at the scenery in the distance together.

"Lady Fulilian, I'm sorry for doubting you."

At this time, Philen also reacted and apologized to Fulilian with a guilty look on his face.

"Hmm? What do you doubt me about?"

Fulilian didn't know that Feilun was following her, and she was a little confused. Seeing this, Ye Shanming immediately interrupted the topic with a smile:

"By the way, it's Fulilian's turn to treat us today."

"Well, I'll pay for it from my own pocket."

When she talked about her private money, there was a hint of pride on her face.