Start from Fulilian

Celia's location wasn't too far from the airport, and it only took half an hour to get there by car.

After being led to the door, Yubel's reception mission was completely completed, which made her a little regretful that she didn't resonate any magic from Ivan.

"Isn't the time really too short..."

Yubel could accept this result because he had expected it.

Watching Ivan and Fleury disappear behind the door, her mind was full of thoughts about what reasons she could find to continue to be with Ivan.

It sounds like a romantic comedy, but in reality it's just a simple attempt to resonate with each other and reach the strongest magic.

With such an underlying logic of vested interests, Yubel felt that no matter how handsome and charming Ivan was, she would not fall into his trap like the brainless heroines in romantic TV dramas.

But then again, that legendary magician, the buried Freelian, seems to be a little trapped.

The female gossip instinct hidden in Yubel's body is about to stir.

According to official historical records, Ivan did not actually declare a queen, but his only two children were daughters born by Celia, so it is generally assumed that Celia is the queen.

It would probably be difficult for Fulilian to get involved.

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In the labyrinth of the big world, after Ivan used his fists and feet to knock down one unconvinced orc after another with his bare hands, they finally submitted to his powerful iron fist.

In past battles with humans, when the orcs lost, they could still say that humans won by relying on good weapons, despicable magic or shameless tricks.

But now that Ivan had beaten them all with his bare hands, from the leader to the minions, from beginning to end, and they were all defeated, the orcs had no excuse left.

They were the kind of people who admired the strong, a common trait among primitive races. Now, Ivan had completely gained their respect with his powerful fists.

"This is where the red dragon is."

The Orc leader kept his promise and showed Ivan the map. "Go down two levels from here. The last time I saw it was near the western tribe."

So Malushil and his group continued to head downwards.

Freelian×Maze Fan: 87 Use forbidden magic on her

The spacious and bright palace was divided by flowers full of artistic atmosphere. Seliya was sitting by the pond in a loose robe, and her pair of snow-white tender feet were gently swaying in the clear water.

Crystal clear water droplets slid down her slender ankles, shining with charming light like tiny gems.

The feet are small and delicate, with toes arranged neatly like fresh shells, and the pink nails add a bit of playfulness and cuteness.

In the past, Ivan liked to hold it in his hands very much. The skin on the sole of the foot was white and soft, and felt very good, as if it was woven from the finest silk.

"Hey, you guys are finally here."

Celie was watching Malushil's live broadcast. A large light screen was suspended in the air out of thin air, which was very conspicuous. It happened that the scene had just entered the exciting part of defeating the red dragon.

"Just find a place to sit, Ivan, Fulilian. Let's finish watching the live broadcast first. Although there will be replays if you miss it, the viewing experience will be greatly reduced."

Watching Malushil's live broadcast is also one of Fulilian's daily pastimes, so it's almost the same as being at home.

Although my relationship with Celie is not very good, it is still friendly and not awkward.

But for Ivan, it felt a bit strange. He was operating in both worlds simultaneously. Now, the self in the small world was watching the live broadcast of the self in the big world slaying the dragon, and the time was delayed by several minutes...

My brain is a little itchy.

After several minutes, the group of people in the picture successfully used various strategies to restrain the red dragon, and then stabbed the sword into its reverse scales, successfully killing the huge red dragon.

Then there are the disassembly scenes that are not convenient to broadcast, as they are covered with a black screen and only the sound can be heard.

"No, no, no... we can't find Falin's body."

Laos and his companions searched hard in the stomach and intestines, but they could not find any human bones.

"There is an undead reaction further up in the Flame Dragon's body." Ivan reminded.

This is the same idea as Laos.

The fuel belt of the fire dragon was broken open, revealing a lot of indigestible hair and bones inside, and one of the staffs even revealed its identity as a skeleton.

"Falin!"

Laos held up her skull, his eyes full of complexity. "We need to take her to the resurrection center as soon as possible."

"No."

Malusil immediately rejected Laos's idea. "The connection between the soul and the body is very fragile. Moving would be dangerous. The more severe the damage to the body, the easier it would be for the soul to separate. We must be resurrected here."

"But you're not good at resurrection, Malusil. Besides, if we bring a resurrectionist and the fresh flesh and blood needed, they'll rot along the way."

"I'm not talking about ordinary resurrection magic. It's a very special kind that's unique to my hometown, and it's probably considered taboo magic here."

Malusil pointed at the Flame Dragon's corpse and said, "And there happens to be a lot of fresh flesh and blood here."

"Using dragon flesh?" Zilchak's eyes widened. "Is there really no problem with this? And the forbidden black magic sounds ominous. Laos, you agree, don't you?"

"Do not."

Laos looked at Malusil with a firm gaze, "Please, for Falin, use forbidden magic on her!"

"Yes, but before we can perform the resurrection spell, we need to piece together Falin's bones and remove the demon wolf's bones... Ivan, you can help with the selection as well."

Ivan squatted down, picked up a few bones and began to carefully examine them... then his eyes gradually became innocent.

Revealing a kind of beauty without knowledge.

"Uh, I can't tell."

"Huh? Aren't you a necromancer? How come you can't even distinguish human bones? How did you practice necromancy?"

"Didn't Celie tell you that my necromancy was transferred to me by her through transfer magic? I haven't learned it systematically myself."

"..."

Malushiel was silenced.

She didn't expect that Ivan was actually an ultimate gigolo who didn't even have the basic knowledge and only relied on gigolos to master magic!

Is it really because I have heard too many unrealistic legends that I have too many expectations of him?

Fortunately, Malushil's basic skills are very solid. Although she is not as good as Fulilian, Zanze and others, her thousands of years of accumulation make her much stronger than ordinary people.

Soon, Falin's skeleton was put together.

This made Laos exclaim in admiration: "What a beautiful skeleton."

Zilchak nodded as well: "The bones are so beautiful."

Sensi even commented from a nutritional perspective: "Calcium intake is very sufficient."

Ivan: “…”

Since he put the skeleton together, he could see Falin's soul attached to it.

Being surrounded and commented on by everyone in such a revealing manner, the girl had an extremely shy expression on her face.

Seeing Ivan's constipated look, Falin's soul tentatively asked, "Can you see me?"

"Uh-huh."

"That's amazing! And I'm so grateful that you came down with me to save me..."

"She's the one you should thank the most." Ivan pointed to Malushiel, who was conducting her own blood through the end of the staff and using it as a pen to draw a magic circle.

This kind of magic circle is not an ordinary thing. It requires a huge amount of magic power. Even if ordinary people know how to draw and use it, they cannot use it without the magic power accumulated by elves or demons for hundreds of years.

Malusil was just a clone here, so halfway through, she discovered a problem with her magic power, but she just gritted her teeth and tried to use the resurrection spell completely, almost squeezing out all the strength in her body.

Ivan immediately came behind Malushiel and put his hand on her back.

Dad is here to help you!

The magic circle shone with a blinding light, and the flesh and blood of the fire dragon continuously flowed through the magic circle toward Falin's skeleton, gradually enveloping the pure white skeleton. The flesh and blood moved like a living thing, tightly clinging to every inch of the skeleton, forming a mysterious fusion.

Falin's soul seemed tense and expectant in this light, her gaze fixed on her body undergoing reshaping. Everyone around her also held their breath, watching this scene without blinking.

The fusion of flesh and blood gradually completed. The outline of a human figure began to emerge, the muscles became clearer from blurry, and the hair began to grow out from nothing.

At the moment when the resurrection magic was completely completed, Ivan also considerately took out a blanket to cover the girl who was covered in thick and sticky dragon blood.

Although leaving it alone won't reveal anything, covering it up will make it more acceptable.

However, the movement was so skillful that Fulilian, who was watching the live broadcast, twitched her eyes.

She had been treated like this before!

Fulilian×Maze Rice: 88 Be careful not to be eaten clean

"Why do you still like to touch me after all this time? You're still breastfeeding? Can't you just focus on watching the live broadcast or analyzing the curse?"

Celia slapped Ivan's restless right hand away, leaned back in his arms boredly, tilted her head and looked at a certain white-haired elf: "Flilian, what do you think?"

Fulilian looked at Celie's coffee sweetheart cake tower, which was quite large even though she was half lying down, and then looked down at her own.

Hold your head and chest out slightly.

He glanced at Celie again unwillingly.

Finally, he tilted his eyes dejectedly, his tone very cold, "You suddenly asked me what I think... I don't have any feelings. After all, this is a private matter between you..."

Celie rolled her eyes. "I'm asking what you think about the cursed magic that binds the soul to the body."

"Oh, that, it's probably a very valuable magic. In a sense, it can make people immortal. But the weakness is also obvious. If the body is carbonized or digested by other creatures, it cannot be resurrected."

"Then can you think of a use for this magic?"

"military?"

Fulilian gave what she thought was a very uncomfortable answer. She had witnessed many civil wars among humans in the past thousand years.

The power developed in the past to fight against the demons was flexibly used on their own people, making killing more efficient.

"Of course, it can be used in combat, but the main application is in training or competitions. As long as the rules are well established, we can allow them to face life and death head-on, giving their all while ensuring they don't damage the empire's overall strength."

Celie grinned. She was a warmonger and had not relied on any trade-offs to govern the country over the years. As the most powerful, she was qualified to make the vast empire continue to explore forward according to her own wishes.

Technology, magic, humanities, combat effectiveness... are constantly improving. Old people who cannot keep up with the times will be swept into the trash heap and replaced by new people with more courage and strength through the military merit system.

Of course, Celie was also very clear about the drawbacks of the military merit system. Once there was nothing left to reward, it would become a stagnant solution. Now that four-fifths of the continent had been unified, it was only a matter of time before the remaining areas were unified. So she set her sights on the wider world.

"But besides combat, it can also be used in medical settings," Celie continued. "Many patients lack vitality and easily die during surgery. But with that cursed magic, we can continue the surgery after their death and revive them once everything is done."

She could foresee that every aspect of the country could be changed by this magic, and perhaps there would be negative impacts such as logic and disregard for life, but she hadn't thought about it yet, and would discuss it with the think tank when the time came.

The most important thing right now is to get this curse magic first.

At this time, the live broadcast was cut off by Malushiel because it was the bathing scene. Even if she forgot to cut it off, Celie would help her cut it off.

"Wow~"

The hot air is rising and the water vapor is everywhere.

It's rare to find a bathroom with such complete facilities in a maze, so of course I have to enjoy it.

"Phew... That's great, that's great, it's really great..."

Malushiel hummed a little tune and helped Falin wipe her body with a smile on her face. She was the type with some flesh but not fat, and her body felt soft and very comfortable to the touch.

It made Malushiel unable to stop.

"Ma, Malushil..." Falin crossed her arms over her chest and said with a blushing face, "I can wash it myself."

"That won't do. Besides the fact that you've just been resurrected and recovered from a serious illness, I also want to check how your skin is healing."

Malushiel's ten fingers moved very smoothly in the air at high speed.

Falin said weakly, "No, no... Malusil, I feel fine..."

"But there are some things you can't see. Be good, Falin. Let me check if you're recovering normally."

"Ah, it's so itchy——"

The playfulness between two cute girls is always a pleasure to watch.

If it were a harem anime, there might be a cliché plot where the gay friend was caught and stopped by the protagonist, and then the protagonist accidentally fell into it.

But Laos and his companions were all upright ordinary people. While the two girls were taking a bath, they were each busy with their own things.

Sensi processed the dragon meat, Zilchak set up defensive traps, and Laos went to clean up the remaining forbidden magic circle on the ground.