Flillian, I want to live.

Philen took the bread handed to him by the old man, put it in his mouth and began to chew.

It had to be said that the dinner prepared by the old man was the best meal Philen had had in the past few days. It was so good that Philen couldn't help but wonder how a chef with such superb cooking skills could exist in such a remote mountain village...

I feel so sleepy and dizzy...

As he ate, Philen suddenly felt a strong sense of sleepiness. Was it because he was too tired from the previous journey? However, it didn't seem too late now.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Fulilian fell headfirst into the plate of dessert in front of her and passed out.

Having seen a similar scene in the underground tavern before, Philen's brain suddenly realized that this was not just ordinary sleepiness.

"You...you drugged me."

Philen put her hands on the table and staggered to her feet. She summoned her staff and used it as a crutch to support her body, which was unable to find balance as if she was drunk. She looked at the old man sitting opposite her with a puzzled and angry look.

"I'm sorry... I also have people I need to protect, my family..."

The old man who had also eaten the poisoned food replied with apology in his eyes. If it was just his life, he wouldn't care. However...

"Don't blame the old man too much. After all, if he doesn't do what I say, his family and the villagers will probably suffer."

A man wearing a chef's hat and sunglasses walked in from a room on the side with a smile, and behind him followed a demon girl with two horns on her head.

"You, are you a demon?..."

Philen suppressed his physical discomfort and pointed the staff in his hand at the man who was smiling with great pride because his trick had succeeded.

"Demon?"

The man reached out and took off his chef's hat, revealing his messy spiky hair.

"I'm just a worker who gets paid to do a job."

The man bowed to Philen and answered in a gentlemanly manner.

"Scum."

Seeing the man colluding with the demons, Philen gritted his teeth and shouted in disgust.

"Don't say that. I'm a principled person. My target is only Fulilian, so I hope you can cooperate. Miss Fellen, after this Linie-chan cuts off Fulilian's head, I will give you and your companions the antidote."

The man who thought he had won the battle shifted his gaze from Philen to Guteldo, who had already been leaning against a chair and unconscious.

Huh? Why do I feel like I've seen this guy somewhere before?

Looking at the black-haired girl drooling and sleeping soundly, an inexplicable sense of déjà vu suddenly surged into the man's heart.

Chapter 57: Who Started the Friendly Injury?

To the vast majority of ordinary people on this land, magicians are considered to be magical and powerful beings.

Even an apprentice-level magician can kill an ordinary army with flying magic and attack magic that can easily penetrate plate armor.

But in the eyes of the man named Fisher, magicians are valuable yet easy prey.

Killing a magician is even easier than killing a wild boar.

Fisher thinks so.

The reason lies in the inherent arrogance of those magicians.

This arrogance does not come from personal character. Even the most humble and cautious magicians will have this common problem.

And this arrogance is the magician's confidence in the magic she possesses.

"Lady Fulilian uses magic to test whether the food is poisonous before every meal."

Philen stared at Fisher, who was wearing sunglasses, raised her leg, pointed her little finger at the table leg, and kicked it hard. In an instant, the piercing pain made her grit her teeth, and cold sweat broke out from her forehead uncontrollably.

"Ah, why are you doing this? Fulilian is already beyond saving~"

Seeing Fearon being so cruel to himself in order to concentrate, Fisher couldn't help but tickle his toes with some phantom pain.

"If it was poison, Lady Fulilian's magic would have given a warning. So the poison you put in the food wasn't lethal at all, was it?"

Philen grinned, revealing a dashing smile, and bluntly exposed the man's lies.

"You are such a smart kid..."

Fisher raised his eyebrows, opened his mouth in surprise, and praised Philen in front of him generously.

"That's right. It's precisely because of the magic that can test whether food is poisonous that even a magician like Fulilian, who has lived for a thousand years, would easily believe that any food that has been magically tested is safe. However, the magical concept of poison is a harmful drug that can cause death or illness. In other words, a powerful sleeping pill that is harmless to the body is not within the detection range of poison detection magic."

The man looked at the sumptuous meal on the table. With his excellent cooking skills, he had killed countless powerful magicians in their sweet dreams of eating and drinking.

“How despicable…”

Philen said with disgust as he looked at the man who seemed to be intoxicated by his own methods.

"Well, since you're a smart kid, you should be able to see the current situation clearly, right?"

The man ignored Philen's contemptuous look. He stretched out his hand, summoned his staff, turned sideways, and pointed the staff at Philen who was struggling to resist sleepiness with a look of contempt.

"You should be able to see the difference in magic power between us. Even in your normal state, you are no match for me, let alone now? I said, my only target is Fulilian, so why don't you just go to sleep peacefully?"

"Although Lady Flillian is lazy and slow, and likes to find those useless weird magics all day long, she still has a reason to survive. Besides, she is my teacher after all."

Philen cast defensive magic to block the attack magic the man shot at Fulilian.

"You're doing it even though you know it's impossible? How foolish of you to be a magician."

The man shook his head with some regret. He looked at the attack magic shot at him by Philen and calmly opened his defense. To him, Philen's current resistance was like the fearless struggle of a beast caught in a trap, which only increased the pain.

"Ha~"

Looking at the man who was confident of winning, Philen's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a sly smile.

Who told you that your opponent is me?

"Ok?"

The attack magic flying towards the man was not caught by the defensive magic he raised as the man expected. Instead, it suddenly turned around and flew in another direction the moment it approached the man.

There is……

The man subconsciously looked in the direction of Philen's attack, and then witnessed with his own eyes the scene of Philen piercing the body of a black-haired girl who seemed to be his companion.

Is this guy crazy? Why would he attack and kill his own unconscious companion?

The man blinked, unable to understand why Philen did this.

"It's time to get up, Master Guter."

Philen panted and spoke softly with a slightly complaining tone.

Although recovery magic will not be activated by sleeping, being attacked fatally while sleeping is another matter.

"A little bit, I feel a little grumpy when I wake up."

Under the man's horrified gaze, Gutel, who had a big hole in his body, slowly woke up. As his body was repaired bit by bit by magic, Gutel raised his hand with a little anger on his face.

"Destroy the black light magic."

A huge black beam of light shot out from Gutel's hand towards the man who was thrown into disarray by the sudden change.

will die……

The man's natural intuition made him gather all his magic power to launch a defensive magic in front of him. However, even so, the light column formed by the huge magic power still broke the defensive magic in a moment.

"Be careful."

If Linie hadn't tackled the stunned man to the ground, he would have been torn to pieces by Gutel's attack.

"Line..."

The man looked at the demon girl who saved his life. Although he wanted to express his gratitude, he knew that he had more important things to do now.

"Help me get that thing."

"clear."

Linie understood what she meant and grabbed the man, then threw him out of the window with force.

pop-

Accompanied by the sound of shattering glass, the man rolled and fell to the ground outside the house. Although he was covered with bruises, he didn't care about the pain at all. Instead, he gritted his teeth, got up, and ran towards the room across the street.

"Lord Gutel!"

Philen turned and shouted to Gutel who had just stood up.

Although no one knew what the man wanted to get, it was obvious that it was his trump card that he was confident could be used to turn the tables.

"give it to me."

Guter pushed himself up with his hands, flipped over the table in front of him, and rushed towards the window where the man was thrown out.

Clang——

A huge axe swung from the side of Gutel, making a sound of metal clashing when it hit the defensive magic. The holder of the huge axe was the demon girl Linie who spun her body and attacked from the ground.

"What a nuisance."

Guter turned his head and glared at Linie angrily.

"Well……"

A sense of oppression from a superior entered Linie's mind through Gutel's gaze. Linie seemed to realize something and widened her eyes, but the fear in her heart did not affect her body's flexible turning and moving, and she avoided Gutel's intensive attacks one by one.

Chapter 58: The True King and the False Warrior

From the perspective of the demons, Linie can only be described as a young demon who has just left the category of cubs in Gutel's eyes.

If he were to fight him as a magician, Gutel was confident that he could defeat him in an instant with overwhelming magic power.

But Linie, who manipulated the giant axe and dodged and moved flexibly like a dancer under Guter's attacks, avoiding the attacks and launching counterattacks at the same time, was a rare warrior among the demons.

Although Line's attack could not break Guter's defensive magic, she did succeed in slowing Guter's steps, leaving him no time to chase the man who was thrown out of the window.

Although in close combat, warriors can indeed gain an advantage over magicians.

However, this skill and agility...

But it is definitely not something that an ordinary warrior can master. Even the skills of many demon generals that Gutel knows are eclipsed by Linie's skills.

Gütel had only ever seen such exquisite skill in one person.

"Are you imitating the warrior Aize?"

In the gap between the attacks, Gutel looked at Line who was swinging the axe at him again and asked her a question out of the blue.

Clang——

Line's attack was deflected once again, so she half-crouched down and looked up at Guter, who was of similar build.

"I imitated the moves of the strongest warrior I had 'memorized'."

Linie raised the giant axe in her hand, exerted force with her legs, and swung it upwards, drawing a silver crescent in front of her body.

However, this time, Gutel did not use defensive magic to block Linie's attack.

She just stood there quietly, and then she saw Linie's axe blade sliding past her nose, and the wind from the axe blew her bangs on her forehead.

"You are one of those demons who are very good at sensing others, so you can imitate their actions by observing them."

Gutel looked at Line, who was holding the giant axe with both hands and stopped attacking him.

"correct."

Linie nodded, not denying Guter's evaluation of her.

"In that case, I see you've figured it out as well."

Gutel reached out, pinched the sun hat on his head, and then took off the prop that concealed his identity as a demon.

The reason why Linie's attack just now didn't hit her was not because Linie, the perfect magic warrior Aize, failed, but because the other party discovered her true identity.

"You really are a demon."

Line looked at Guter, who was of the same tribe as her, and answered without surprise.

"That alone isn't enough to make you show mercy, is it?"