Soman Shuchiin, starting from Fulilian to become a magician

"It seems so, but I don't have a deep impression of it. I'll look for it."

Ye Shanming thrust his right hand straight into his chest and kept searching in the storage space. He placed one intact notebook after another on the table. Without exception, Ye Shanming had attached powerful barriers to all of them so that they could be preserved in harsh situations.

"Master Ye Shanming?"

The ordinary conversation between the two of them gave Philen a huge psychological shock. The person he had listened to as a myth since childhood not only existed in real life, but even the two elders around him were very familiar with him?

"He is Volame's junior fellow apprentice."

Fulilian explained for him and turned her head to look at him: "Haven't you found it yet?"

"How long did Master Ye Shanming live?"

Philen suddenly realized that he thought he knew Ye Shanming well a few days ago, but now it seemed that he knew nothing about him, not even his age.

In fact, not to mention her, even Aize didn't know the relationship between these two people and Volame. They only knew that these two people had lived for at least a thousand years.

"Anyway, there's definitely no Old Fulilian."

Ye Shanming was rummaging through his notes and took the time to retort.

"The second time."

"What do you mean the second time? That was almost a hundred years ago, and you still remember it?"

Ye Shanming's face was full of disbelief, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He realized what Fulilian meant, and was amazed at her ability to hold a grudge.

"I found it. This is it."

Ye Shanming placed a thick notebook on the table. Aize subconsciously took it and flipped through it, even forgetting that he couldn't understand the code words in it.

"You actually have it?"

He and Haita had read through countless books before they could determine the location of the notes left by the legendary figure thousands of years ago. They had thought it would take some twists and turns to get Fulilian to decipher them, but in the end, Ye Shanming took them out so simply?

Chapter 24: Fulilian, who has a fever, still holds a grudge.

"Flillian, what does it say?"

Aize looked at Fulilian, who was carefully deciphering the secret code above.

"Folamei said that she reached the heaven at the end of the northern continent and met the souls of the dead."

Fulilian told Volame's account as briefly as possible.

"Isn't that the Demon King's City of Erde at the end of the northern continent?"

Aize was a little surprised. They had never seen the existence of heaven when they were fighting against the devil.

"Have you known about this for a long time?"

Fulilian turned her head to look at Ye Shanming beside her, and he nodded.

"By the way, Fulilian, there's something else I want to clarify with you."

Ye Shanming put his hand on Fulilian's shoulder and looked at her seriously. Aize was also involved in that incident, so it was a good opportunity to ask about this matter:

"The Demon King has been reborn, and is most likely hiding in the Imperial Capital. I want to know what exactly happened when you were fighting against the Demon King?"

"Demon King?!"

"Reborn?"

Philen and Aize were startled by Ye Shanming's words and couldn't help but stand up by holding the table. Fulilian's expression didn't fluctuate much, but the suppressed magic power rarely fluctuated for a moment, revealing that she was also uneasy in her heart.

"How much more have you been hiding?"

Fulilian now also understood Philen's feelings, and stared at Ye Shanming, trying to dig out everything he knew from her mind.

"I just found out about this not long ago. Let's talk about your side. Do you have any clues?"

After hearing what Ye Shanming said, Fulilian let him go and began to recall the details of the battle against the Demon King with a frown.

"We fought very hard. We fought with our lives, and there was absolutely no possibility of holding back. His body did dissipate."

"Although he said that his long-cherished wish was to understand humans and allow demons and humans to coexist peacefully, for demons, verbal deception is also a means of deception and cannot be trusted."

"I've never heard of a dead demon being reborn."

As they spoke, Fulilian and Ye Shanming's eyes fell on the notes on the table. They looked at each other and said almost at the same time: "Demon King's Castle Erd!"

Since Volame saw the souls of the dead in heaven, the soul of the devil might also exist there, and then be resurrected through some means.

Aize also understood what they meant. He jumped off the chair immediately, picked up the axe beside him, and straightened his hunched body.

"I'll go to the imperial capital with you."

"You should stay here and enjoy your retirement."

The two people's positions were reversed. Aize, who originally wanted to stay here, took the initiative to ask to join the team, but was rejected by Fulilian in turn.

Aize was finally persuaded, but unfortunately, although his disciple Shutark was strong enough, his mentality was indeed insufficient, and he could not help much in facing the reborn Demon King.

Although Philen wanted to follow Ye Shanming and Fulilian, he was rejected by both of them.

The three of them cast flying magic together and flew towards the northern plateau. In order to take care of Philen, Ye Shanming and Fulilian slowed down their speed.

Philen puffed up his face sullenly and didn't say a word to the two of them.

"The true identity of the reborn Demon King is unknown, and his state is unknown. What are you going to do?"

Ye Shanming glanced at Fulilian, who was flying beside him. Her expression was terrifyingly calm. She glanced at Ye Shanming and her face softened slightly.

"Are you worried that I might mess up?"

Ye Shanming remained silent. Fulilian's hatred for the demons was the same as Volame's, so he still didn't dare to tell her about Aura.

"Don't worry, I just plan to live in the imperial capital for a while. Even if the demons hide well, they are still two completely different species from humans. The Demon King will definitely be exposed."

Fulilian told him her plan. After hearing her words, Ye Shanming felt relieved and looked at Philen who was flying silently.

"I'll take you back to the magical city of Oisaster first. It's safe there."

With Celia in charge, Ye Shanming felt relieved.

Philen remained silent and did not respond.

Because Philen's magic power is much worse than the other two, he cannot maintain long-term flight, so he can only fly for a while every day and then walk.

After crossing the Earldom of Gulanat, the Northland Plateau was ahead. The three had planned to pass through it as quickly as possible, but a sudden cold wave interrupted their progress.

On the plateau, strong winds swept through, and the sky was filled with snowflakes mixed in the wind, making it difficult for people to open their eyes. In just one night, the snow on the ground was enough to submerge their calves.

In such extreme weather, flying magic cannot be used at all. What's worse is that Philen and Fulilian are not physically strong. Staying in such an environment for a long time will cause hypothermia.

"Master Ye Shanming, Master Fulilian has fallen asleep."

In the wind and snow, Philen and Fulilian were both wrapped in thick winter clothes, walking with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Upon hearing this, Ye Shanming turned around and saw Philen struggling to support Fulilian. The latter had her eyes closed and was being dragged by Philen like a puppet, her head nodding from time to time with the bumps.

"This guy, let me carry her."

Ye Shanming reluctantly took Fulilian from Feilun's hand, and touched the back of Feilun's hand, which was as cold as iron. He put Fulilian behind his back, turned his head and said to Feilun:

"We can't travel in this weather. Let's find a place to stay first. I remember there should be a hunter's shelter nearby."

"Let's wait until the cold wave passes and spring comes before setting off again."

Feilun nodded silently and followed Ye Shanming.

That being said, Ye Shanming wasn't quite sure. The hunter's hut in his memory was from more than 500 years ago. After so much time, he didn't know if it was still there.

Fulilian lay safely on his back. Her petite body had no effect on him at all. The hot air from her breath hit his neck, burning it extremely.

He turned his head and saw that Fulilian's face was abnormally flushed and her brows were slightly frowned. He held Fulilian's hips with one hand and touched her forehead with the other hand.

Got a fever.

"This guy, despite his age, can't take care of himself like a child. He didn't even tell me he had a fever."

Ye Shanming gritted his teeth. He had no way to cast the goddess' magic. This was in the wilderness, so where could he find a monk or doctor to treat Fulilian?

"You said I was old again, so I'll let you go this time."

Fulilian suddenly mumbled something in a daze without opening her eyes. She seemed to feel uncomfortable in this position, so she leaned her head to the other side and continued to sleep.

Ye Shanming was so angry at her words that he laughed. She was still holding a grudge even though she had a fever.

Fortunately, Philen did not catch a fever, otherwise he would have to take the two of them back to Tokyo to see a doctor. But by the time he came back, he didn't know how many years had passed.

Chapter 25: Kraft, have you fallen this far?

Fortunately, the location of the shelter in Ye Shanming's memory has not changed. Through the wind and snow, he can vaguely see a small wooden house standing at the entrance of the forest in front.

"Phelan!"

Ye Shanming shouted, holding Fulilian with one hand and pulling the exhausted Philen with the other, and walked quickly towards the wooden house.

The wooden house looked relatively new, probably having been built in the past few years. Ye Shanming pushed open the wooden door directly, and the cold wind mixed with snow blew into the house. A man was doing squats with his upper body naked, and he shivered in the cold wind.

The two men looked at each other and were surprised to find that the other was an old acquaintance they hadn't seen for a long time. The shirtless man was delighted and was about to speak when he saw Ye Shanming with a dark face, closing the wooden door and retreating.

"Master Ye Shanming, what's wrong?"

Feilan looked confused and walked forward, about to open the wooden door, but Ye Shanming held her hand.

"Don't drive!"

Ye Shanming solemnly warned: "There are perverts in there."

"I didn't expect you to call me a pervert, my dear friend."

The door was opened by the elf man, who couldn't help but shiver again. Ye Shanming quickly covered Philen's eyes.

"Then you should put on your clothes first, Kraft."

A moment later, inside the wooden house, Philen sat in front of the fireplace, warming himself by the fire and taking care of the sleeping Fulilian. Ye Shanming sat opposite Kraft, who had put on his clothes.

Fortunately, as an elven monk, Kraft used the goddess' magic to treat Frillian after Ye Shanming briefly explained her condition, and the fever subsided.

"So, why are you exercising shirtless in the cabin? I remember you weren't like this before."

Ye Shanming took a sip of hot water, feeling the gradually rising temperature in the room, and slowly exhaled. Kraft did the same thing.

"I accidentally dropped my fire when I was crossing the Xuevia Mountains, so I had to rely on exercise to stay warm. As for clothes, if they get wet with sweat, it would be very troublesome to wear them."

"The Shovia Mountains? You came from the north?"

"Yes, I have something to do in the South."

Kraft held the goddess pendant around his neck with his right hand, his face full of piety: "I didn't expect to meet you here. It's been a thousand years since we last met. This must be a gift from the goddess."

Ye Shanming smiled and shook his head. He was indeed surprised to suddenly meet Kraft here, and he once again realized the impermanence of life.

Philen listened to their conversation silently, but suddenly noticed something strange and couldn't help but interrupt and ask:

"Master Kraft, you don't seem surprised to see Master Ye Shanming after a thousand years?"

"Because he is an immortal."

Kraft said with a smile. The next moment, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became solemn. A light voice reached Ye Shanming's ears. Fulilian woke up at some point and looked at Ye Shanming with her green eyes.

"Are you an immortal?"

Ye Shanming's body was stiff and cold sweat ran down his back. He had thought about confessing to Fulilian, but he definitely didn't want to be exposed in this situation.

"Is there anything you want to explain?"

Fulilian's words were calm, but it was this calmness that put great pressure on Ye Shanming. His voice was dry and he forced a smile:

"If I say that Celie taught me to say that, would you believe me?"

"I believe."

Fulilian's words made Ye Shanming feel relieved, but the next words made him feel nervous again: "But it doesn't stop me from being angry."

"Calm down. Philen is still here. It's not a good influence on the children."

"I'm calm now."

Fulilian sighed softly, and finally let the matter go: "Let it go this time."

"I trust you very much. If you keep anything from me, I will be really angry."