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After hearing that the monster bird could be instantly refined into one's own magic power, Volame's eyes lit up.

"Are there any side effects? If not, get me one too!"

Fulilian (Thousand Years of Past): Chapter 25 Can I Kiss You?

That night, the moon was high in the sky, shining like water.

The camp was silent, and in the dark and quiet woods in the distance came the sound of clothes rustling.

"Is this okay?"

"That's about right. It might be a little painful when I first go in, so you have to bear with it."

"Ah."

Volame was lying and floating in the air. She was only wearing a tube top and shorts, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white and delicate skin. Her beautiful body was like a bright flower blooming under the moon.

Her chest was raised high, rising and falling slightly with her breathing. Her flat belly was soft but not thin. Her full, crescent-shaped hips were connected to her thighs as white as mutton-fat jade.

After all, Ivan is still at the age where he can pierce the steel plate, and in this situation, it is inevitable that the small head and the big head will fight for control of his body.

Volame was also in a rather nervous state at this time, with her eyes wandering around. Naturally, she noticed his abnormality, and a blush instantly covered her pretty cheeks.

"How about you release the Holy Spear first, enter Sage Mode, and then perform the surgery?"

"...It doesn't matter."

After a brief moment of shame, Ivan completely relaxed and didn't even bother to adjust the trajectory. As long as he wasn't embarrassed, others would be embarrassed.

"I am a professionally trained doctor. No matter how serious my condition is, I can perform the surgery with precision!"

"But the Holy Lance seems to be gradually growing stronger. It's not convincing at all!" Volame turned his head away from his face. "I'll just wait a few minutes..."

Ivan's eyes widened immediately. "Hey, don't underestimate me. What do you mean by 'wait a few minutes'? I'm going to sue you for defamation!"

"When you used to do it secretly, wasn't it done in a few minutes?"

Ah, this... you are peeping, right? Can you please respect my privacy - let me see yours too!

Ivan smiled the same crooked smile as the Dragon King. "The past was the past, and the present is the present. The me who used to specialize in speed is now dead. What stands before you now is the most powerful and evolved Holy Spear, with long-lasting endurance and astonishing combat power."

He continued, "And if I really did that, not only would it waste my physical strength, but it would also cause my mental strength to weaken. It wouldn't be much better than it is now. It's really a dilemma... It's all your fault, Volame. Why did you grow your body so tall? It makes it difficult for me to control myself."

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"Are you blaming me for your poor self-control? Think more about your own reasons." Although Volame was scolding Ivan verbally, the smile in his eyes was still revealed no matter how hard he tried to hide it.

After all, it was rare for Ivan to praise her, and even if it was just praise for her body, it was already a delight enough.

With narrow and long eyes like Volame's, and naturally widened corners, when she is in combat and expressionless, it is easy to make people think that she is unkind and indifferent, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she is as cold as the surface of an ice-covered lake.

But when her eyes revealed a little bit of thoughts, whether doubt, surprise, or joy, these eyes turned into enchanting peach blossom eyes, very charming.

The moonlight and beauties have always been the subjects of verse and song in classical poetry. In this situation, he suddenly had an epiphany: if he only performed a minor operation, it would be too unworthy of this beautiful scene.

"Hey, Volame, can I kiss you?"

Ivan moved closer little by little, as if attracted by a magnet.

Ok? ? ?

At first, Volame thought Ivan was joking with him, but as he watched his clean and handsome face gradually approach, he also noticed that the atmosphere was not right.

"Hey, wait, Ivan, why did it suddenly turn out like this..." She had originally just planned to have a minor surgery to increase her strength, why did it suddenly turn into this kind of confession moment!

As a great magician with both beauty and strength, there have been many young talents who have expressed their pursuit of her in her career so far, but she has rejected them all.

Only at this moment, only Ivan made her lose her rationality in panic, and she was stunned in confusion between gain and loss.

He was clearly much stronger than the other person and could have easily pushed him away, but he just couldn't do it. His heartbeat kept accelerating, and finally he simply closed his eyes like an ostrich burying its head in the sand.

I waited for a long time, but my lips didn't feel the touch I imagined, even though I was close enough to feel his breath.

What happened?

Volame opened his eyes. Everything around him was still as quiet as before. So why was Ivan...

As if sensing Volame's confusion, Ivan slowly explained, "Think about it, don't stories like this often appear in books? When the hero and heroine are suddenly attracted to each other and are about to kiss, someone always intervenes, or something unexpected happens. So I wanted to experiment."

The expression on Volame's face began to change. He was clearly smiling, but there was no trace of a smile on his face.

Ivan quickly continued, "Of course, the main reason is to give you some time to think, but it seems that you agree, so let's continue... Hmm!"

A perfect uppercut sent Ivan flying. It can only be said that Volame is not only powerful in magic, but also in close combat.

"I suddenly thought of a third option, and it's the best of both worlds. It allows you to concentrate while also preserving your energy."

"What, what method..." Ivan suddenly had a bad premonition, and Volame also made a [break] gesture in the air.

"Wait, I think we should discuss this properly. There's no need to resort to such extreme measures."

Ivan took several steps back, but Volame was even faster. Almost in a trance, he appeared in front of him, and then...

Four soft lips reflected together.

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Ivan needed to make some preparations for the sword-drawing ceremony in advance, so he left the main group early in the morning.

Fulilian, who wanted to sleep in, was forced by Volame to turn on the phone and get up to eat breakfast. During this time, she was in a half-asleep state, feeling groggy and soft like a cat.

It took him a long time to wake up completely. He rubbed his eyes and looked at Volame.

"I always feel like there's something different about you?" she said. "Although your appearance hasn't changed, my intuition tells me that the aura you exude has changed."

Then, Fulilian looked at her right hand again. There was a ring engraved with a flower on her middle finger. The ring was snow-white and exuded a jade-like luster.

"Is it because of this ring? It does look like a good magic item."

Fulilian (Thousand Years of Past): Chapter 26: So Sleepy

Current situation 1: Volame had a smile on his face that had never been seen before, and he seemed to be in a very good mood.

Current situation 2: There is an extra ring on Volame's hand, which seems to be an excellent magic prop.

Reasoning conclusion: Volame seemed so happy because he obtained a powerful magic item.

Fulilian couldn't help but smile. Although she was often criticized by Volame for having "terribly strong intuition but ridiculously wrong thinking", that was undoubtedly a thing of the past.

Now I have become a person with quick thinking. I can clearly deduce the ins and outs of things with just one glance, and my reasoning is well-reasoned and convincing.

"Volamei, what are you writing? The results of your research on new magic?"

Looking at Volame who was still writing furiously in the bumpy carriage, Fulilian leaned over and asked curiously.

"You must respectfully address me as teacher."

Without even looking up, Volame replied, "I'm writing to Celie to report on the latest situation."

"Oh."

Fulilian immediately lost the desire to take a look and began to meditate.

Two hours later she suddenly opened her eyes.

"wrong!"

Fulilian suddenly realized, "Didn't Volame call Celie "teacher" just now?!"

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Ivan chiseled a hole in the cave where the holy sword was stored, allowing a small beam of golden sunlight to shine through the hole onto the holy sword, making it look particularly beautiful and full of artistic conception.

Compared to the beginning when we were doing it in the dim cave, it was much higher level.

When you go out, your identity is given by yourself. The higher the grade of the holy sword, the higher the grade of the person who draws the sword will naturally be.

And because Ivan was only planning to pull out the body and would not trigger the spell left by the goddess, there would naturally be no cool special effects. If he wanted the king to be more convinced of the hero's strength, he had to arrange some things in advance.

Soon, time passed day by day, and the huge convoy finally arrived in front of the Sword Village after winding its way.

The village chief and the herald hurriedly took their men to greet the king.

The king was a skinny old man with a kind look. He walked into the village supported by two attendants.

"Where's Viscount Hicks? I remember he was the lord of this area. Why didn't he come out to see me?"

Herald Ferro's sweat dripped down his forehead as he explained tremblingly, "Hicks, Viscount Hicks was attacked by two great demons on his way here a few days ago. He fought bravely but fell from his horse and ultimately died a heroic death. However, he also caused great trouble to the demons, so much so that their body was cut into several pieces in their rage."

"The death of such an outstanding nobleman is truly a loss to the country..." The king sighed a few words, then wandered around the village for a while, without disturbing the residents, and quietly led his troops out and camped outside the village.

After all, the village is so small that it certainly cannot accommodate this group of people. Besides, the sword-drawing ceremony will be held tomorrow, and the king does not want to hear any bad things.

Currently, the demons are aggressively attacking the country's borders and have captured several cities. People are in a panic and the country urgently needs a spiritual symbol that can bring them stability.

That is to say, the brave man who draws out the holy sword. If the more than one thousand outstanding young people from all over the country he brings are unable to draw out the holy sword, then he will have to forge one.

Only when the people have faith and confidence in defeating the demons can the kingdom be saved from collapse. The fact that some high-ranking officials are willing to surrender to the demons is truly short-sighted. Demons and humans can never coexist. Even if they surrender, they will only become food.

As soon as the news of the brave men came out, those few people would definitely be the first to take action, and the king could set up a full set of waiting people in advance.

Of course, it would be even better if we could find a real hero. Since ancient times, the heroes who have drawn the holy sword have been invincible. I believe that this time they can also help this country overcome the difficulties.

The next day, the sword-drawing ceremony was held as scheduled.

There were no red tape to waste time, and the people who participated in the sword-drawing were of relatively high quality. They lined up quietly at the entrance of the cave. The king moved the best chair in the village and sat not far from the holy sword, watching the people with expectant faces trying their best to draw the sword again and again, and then leaving one by one sadly.

“Hahahaha, ahhhhhhhhhhh——”

"No, next one."

"Next……"

Even though it is stipulated that the time for drawing the sword cannot exceed ten seconds, it is still very time-consuming for so many people to do it.

One half left.

One quarter left.

One tenth remains.

Not to mention pulling up the holy sword, no one could even move it even a little.

Just as the king was about to use plan B, a young man with a nice smile suddenly caught his attention.

There were handsome men everywhere in the team, but this was the first time the king had seen a boy with such an innocent smile.

"Young man, what's your name?" This was the first time the king spoke to someone who came to draw his sword. He had no other purpose, he was just simply curious.

"Ivan."

"Why do you want to come here and draw your sword?"

"To become a brave man, to create a better world where everyone can laugh."

Ivan didn't expect that the old king would actually talk to him and say such dramatic words. Naturally, he began to build his own character with joy, and used the sound amplification technique to let everyone outside the cave hear his voice.

"My name is Ivan, and I'm here to draw my sword in order to become a brave warrior and to create a better world!"

After saying that, Ivan grasped the hilt of the sword, activated the special magic of the Celiai religion, and pulled out the body of the holy sword effortlessly. The various special effects spells that had been prepared in advance were also activated. First, a dazzling golden light rose from the ground and rushed into the sky.

Then, things like the Golden Lotus of Merit, the Wings of God, the Descendant of an angel, the phantom of a giant dragon... Anyway, anything that could be created with light and shadow magic was created one after another, creating a flood of colorful light pollution. From a modern perspective, it was worthless, but for the people in the other world who were still in the Middle Ages, it was a miracle.

For a moment, the crowd was in an uproar.

The few magicians who noticed something was wrong did not speak out. Volame had reminded them beforehand, so they naturally would not jump out at this time.

And the holy sword was indeed pulled out by that young man. Perhaps the king specifically ordered some special effects to make people more convinced.

In short, as a court magician, you should talk less, do less, and watch less, just like the silver-haired elf next to you, who can actually sleep in such an occasion. He is truly a role model for us.

Fulilian (A Thousand Years of Past): Chapter 27: Celia: What level is he, that he deserves Ivan to kneel on one knee?

Ivan looked at the holy sword in his hand, and as soon as the staring system was activated, the information about this weapon appeared in his mind.

[Incomplete Holy Sword]

[As a vessel capable of carrying the laws of the world, this sword possesses the conceptual property of absolute solidity, being indestructible. It also possesses the world's sharpest edge, capable of cutting through any substance.]

Originally, Ivan was a little nervous. He was worried that if he only got the body of the holy sword but not its heart, it would become a piece of scrap metal. Unexpectedly, he got an unexpected surprise.

"cough."

The old king suppressed the cheers of the crowd and said to Ivan, "Since you have drawn the holy sword, I believe you, the brave man, have also received the goddess's revelation, right?"