Start from Fulilian

"I have to say, you are much braver than those weaklings on the battlefield in your country."

It was the first time that the leader of this team had seen such a strong-willed villager. Looking at the room where there was only this poor guy who looked like he was about to die of illness, he couldn't find a gold coin even after searching through all the boxes and drawers, and he felt unlucky.

He raised the sword high, ready to give the guy in front of him a quick death so that he could go and plunder the next one.

"puff."

This was the sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh. No matter how brave the villagers were, they could not resist the soldiers without being armed, not to mention that the other party was already dying.

I don’t know what obsession he has that has allowed him to survive until now with that half-human, half-ghost body.

The body fell to the ground, and the blood gradually dyed the surroundings red. But then he heard a strange whimpering from the wall, and the officer put away his sword and looked back.

Showing a cruel smile.

"Sure enough, there are still people hiding~" He walked towards Philen step by step, the bloody sword in his hand shining with a cold light.

It was discovered!

Little Philen felt as if her heart was about to stop beating, and an indescribable suffocating fear enveloped her heart.

He held the wood carving tightly in his palm.

Just as the officer opened the secret door, a blinding light burst out from the wood carving, causing everyone present to cover their eyes.

Wait until your vision recovers.

A handsome young man wearing golden armor and holding a sharp blade appeared, carrying a purple-haired little loli like catching a cat.

The most striking thing is that his body is glowing.

Ivan brought the little guy in his hand to his eyes and asked, "Are you the one who summoned me?"

Little Philen nodded fearfully, then his gaze was drawn to his dead father lying on the ground, his purple eyes once again soaked with tears.

The officer pulled out a pistol and pointed it at Ivan, shouting, "Who are you?"

"A brave man passing by."

Ivan looked at the red dot marked on the system. Although he didn't know why he was suddenly summoned to this place, nor did he know what had happened, he decided to protect the friendly units first and kill the red dot.

The sword flashed, killing everyone instantly at a speed that ordinary people could not react to.

"Sorry, times have changed again. My sword is faster than my gun within seven steps."

After dealing with the enemy, Ivan squatted down again and looked at the purple-haired little loli in front of him, "I'll give you a minute to explain the current situation so that I can determine how to help you."

Little Philen didn't say a word, but just clutched his father's body and cried silently.

"Still crying? Crying counts as time. I only have three minutes to move around in the outside world. We should be in a war zone right now, right? If you waste time in vain, you'll die! Maybe it's even worse than death."

In response to Ivan's kind advice, little Philen silently picked up a broken sword on the ground, put it to his neck and prepared to commit suicide.

"Clothes!"

Seeing that he only had one minute left, Ivan grabbed the little girl by the back of her collar. 0.1 milliseconds later, he brought up the emaciated man's body on the ground, opened a space, and stepped into it.

In such a chaotic situation, we need to find a guardian for the other party first. The most recent person who had given the ring was Fulilian, so I felt more at ease letting her take care of the baby. So I followed the space coordinate magic reserved on the ring and went straight through.

I happened to see Fulilian eating. When she saw Ivan appear next to her, she immediately stuffed the cake in her mouth and dropped it on the table along with the fork.

"Please help me take care of this child first. She can summon the sealed me. Her physical soul can only be active for three minutes. Prepare a container for me next time."

He told everything as if his mouth was burning, and then Ivan turned into a point of light and disappeared into the air.

Fulilian: "...Huh?"

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The hero has been sealed for one thousand and eight years, in the north of the empire, Xia.

The clear, gurgling stream flowed over the smooth pebbles. A slender, silver-haired elf girl lifted her skirt, revealing her long, white legs, and washed her delicate feet in the stream.

I wonder how meticulous the Creator must have been to carve out such a pair of feet as beautiful as white porcelain?

"Ivan, could you please stop staring at people's feet like a pervert?" Volame on the shore cast a contemptuous look at Ivan.

"What do you know? Beautiful things are meant to be appreciated. It won't hurt me to look at them."

Ivan responded confidently, and was then kicked into the stream by Volame.

As a pure-blooded human, Volame naturally could not live for more than 200 years according to common sense, so when her life was about to end, she chose to transcend humanity and changed her job to become a lich with her soul in the life box.

Of course, as a rare magical genius in a thousand years, the lich she transformed into is actually similar to the magical girl trained by a certain Kyubey who wishes to remain anonymous.

They can eat, get injured, and have various physiological reactions, just like normal people, but they will not age. As long as the Soul Gem is indestructible, they can gain eternal life.

Here, Ivan can only let his soul temporarily leave his body to respond to the call after he has become 50% of a god, and then enter the incarnation to extend his existence. At present, the power of this incarnation is pitifully low, but the strength has no effect on him now.

I am thankful that I can move around outside instead of being locked up like some red-haired guy with an unknown old age.

Fulilian×Maze Fan: Chapter 80: Malusil's Live Broadcasting Career

"Come to think of it, I haven't asked yet. Has anything major happened in this world since I was sealed?"

Ivan, soaking wet, climbed back ashore.

Volame said, "First, the night before the Demon King's defeat, Celie, determined to die, activated her reproductive potential, greatly increasing her chances of success. As a result, she successfully became pregnant. Both mother and daughter were born safely. The child was named Malusil, and she's a very well-behaved girl."

"Malushel... I suddenly feel a huge sense of guilt."

Ivan sighed with a slightly gloomy expression, "Although it wasn't my intention, I ultimately made her spend a fatherless childhood. Did Malushel ever get ridiculed or bullied?"

"No, no, you can rest assured about that. Celie has become very irritable since you were sealed. She won't let anyone bully Malusil, let alone if the goddess Angris shows even a hint of her tendencies. When she gets angry, she's terrifying, like a she-cat evolving into a lioness."

"That's it..."

Ivan suddenly became a little worried about the safety of his own body. "Can you tell me more about her?"

At this time, Fulilian also jumped lightly and came to the shore.

"Are you discussing the matter of the child Malushel?"

Fulilian rubbed the space ring and took out an object similar to a smartphone from it.

Like a little old lady who is not very good at using high-tech products, she held the mobile phone in her left hand and used her right index finger alone to tap and swipe on the screen.

After a while she handed the phone to Ivan.

"Watch the video yourself, it's more intuitive."

Ivan looked at the screen and saw a blonde elven girl who looked somewhat similar to himself. Unlike the delicate and cold faces of ordinary elves, she looked a little silly, and her ears were rounder than those of the pure-blooded Frelian, Celia, and Zanze.

"Good morning, noon, and afternoon, everyone! I'm your old friend, Malushil. Today, I'll continue exploring the outside world—the Golden City Labyrinth on this island."

He started with a wink and a scissors hand gesture, followed by a cute and energetic self-introduction, which was very much in the style of a self-media up master.

Then there are shots of the other members of the team. Each person has a one-second freeze-frame close-up, and their name, race, occupation, and expertise are marked on the side.

Warrior Laos, a tall human male, is the team leader. He has a gentle, honest, calm and composed personality, and mainly provides physical damage.

Thief Zilchak, a halfling male, is good at disarming traps and picking locks.

The magician Farin is a tall human female and Laos's sister. She is good at auxiliary tasks such as treatment, strengthening, defense, and exorcism. When necessary, she will also show some knowledge of boxing.

Warrior Namaali, a dwarf woman, has a cheerful personality, understands blacksmithing knowledge, and is good at identifying and maintaining weapons.

This is the entire configuration of their team at the moment. What follows is just the usual maze exploration, killing monsters and looking for treasure. After killing a giant bird-shaped monster, Ivan discovered something was wrong.

I quickly paused the video.

"Hmm? The monster's body didn't disappear? And why is Malusil's fighting power so weak?"

"Because that's the big world outside the barrier." Volame explained, "After developing independently for so long, this small world created by the goddess has long been out of touch with the outside world.

Therefore, most of our magic here cannot be used there. Only a small part of the fossil-level magic from ancient times can be compatible, as well as the simplest and crudest magic release. However, using high-power magic release can easily hurt teammates, so it is basically not used.

Malushil has only been there a short time, and she's learned magic on the spot, but she's actually quite impressive."

Ivan continued playing the video and asked, "Is the goddess's small world now connected to the big world outside?"

"No, I just opened a special channel for Malushil to help spread your sect. Live streaming and making videos are also incidental. It will help you gather enough faith power as soon as possible."

A smile appeared on Volame's lips. "These are all orders from Celia. She has put a lot of effort into your affairs over the past thousand years. If she wasn't worried about affecting the number of believers on the goddess' side and causing the invasion of evil gods, she would probably have done even more.

But in the outside world, there aren't so many concerns. Once Malushel has established herself and gained basic intelligence, she should make a big move."

Oops, my eyes are a little wet.

He had spent the millennium in a daze, just like he had fallen asleep in the afternoon. Although it was tough, it was nothing compared to Celia's thousand years of dedication and waiting.

This love was so heavy that Ivan didn't dare to meet her in person.

Just like a hometown that carries important childhood memories, when you want to go back after many years, you often feel an inexplicable worry and hesitation.

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The scorching sun completely sank into the mountains, and the veil of night began to cover the sky.

Philen, who had just finished taking a shower, came to the mirror which was a little blurry due to the steam.

She was wearing only a set of black underwear, the edges of which were decorated with hollow lace, which set off her fair skin, and her long purple hair was like a hanging waterfall.

Over her snow-white back with a naturally concave shape, her long hair, wet by moisture, was thick and smooth, covering her black panties. The ends of her hair swayed as she turned her body.

A pair of slender and straight legs extend from under the buttocks tightly wrapped in panties. The whole body is well-proportioned and full of the texture of a work of art. If an outsider like Ivan were here, he would surely marvel at the magic of the Creator.

But all this was hidden by putting on a white dress and a loose black robe.

When I came to the kitchen, the brewed black tea had already cooled down. I used magic to create some ice cubes and put them in. The refreshing iced black tea was ready.

He picked up the cups and plates and walked to the backyard with steady steps.

"Lord Volame, Lady Flillian, the iced tea is ready."

Philen took out three cups, filled two of them himself and handed them to Volame and Fulilian, while he found a place to sit down with the last cup of iced tea.

Ivan, who was holding out his hand, said: ???

"Hey, Philen, have you overlooked someone, such as the handsome and somewhat thirsty Lord Ivan?"

"I'm sorry, I don't know anyone by that name," Philen said politely but distantly. "Besides, the special tea set is only for the three of us. Normally, no one comes to this secluded mountain place. If you'd like to drink, you can go to a nearby town and buy a cup first."

This is a bit too much.

A mere big mushroom dares to be so arrogant.

Ivan immediately came to Fulilian's side, put his hand over his mouth like a treacherous minister, and whispered, "Is it my illusion? Is Fulilian trying to make things difficult for me?"

"It's not an illusion."

Volame, who was eavesdropping on the side, confessed, "Firen really does hate you. After all, you're a playboy whose lower body often controls you. After listening to my stories from the past and advising her not to let you deceive her, she started to clearly express her dislike and disgust for you."

It turns out it was your fault!

I was saying it, I clearly saved her life and helped her find a guardian. With all that going on, how could she be disliked when they met again?

So you leaked the secret?

"Even if what you said is true, and 99% of the reason is mine, don't you have that 1% responsibility?"

Ivan was too lazy to get a cup, so he picked up the teapot and held it in the air, then drank the rest of the iced tea in one gulp, ending with a satisfied "Ah——".

Then Philen's gaze became even more disdainful.

"Lord Ivan, although it is your freedom to drink tea in such a barbaric way, isn't it a bit too selfish for you to drink all the remaining tea?"

"Hey, who told you not to prepare a cup for me? How can I find the amount without a cup?"

Ivan smiled back without showing any weakness.

"Are you two five-year-olds?" Fulilian suddenly interrupted, "Especially you, Ivan. You're already an adult. You need to be more mature and steady, just like me."

As he spoke, he puffed out his chest with pride.

He is clearly at the bottom level, and I don't know what courage he has to show up in front of the two big guys, Volame and Philen.

"You... are thinking about something weird again." Fulilian's tone suddenly turned cold again.

This instantaneous change of joy and anger is almost half as good as Celie's.

And the intuition is so sharp!

What should I do? There is no way I can beat Fulilian with this body. If she really wants to, I will be conquered by her little butt.

"It's time for Malusil's live broadcast." Fulilian's pointed ears moved slightly, and then she took out another small ball and placed it on the grass.