I don't want to be a heroic spirit

"Heiter..."

This word means 'bright, cheerful, lighthearted, sunny'...eh? Sunny?"

Jian raised his eyebrows. "I just realized... Haita's name and Xinmei's name are actually connected here... No wonder they have such a good relationship."

The Haita that Jian knows is an uncle who is always cheerful and makes complaints, which fits the interpretation of "cheerful".

The reason why Haita was able to live twenty years longer than Xinmeier might be because he had a better mentality.

At this point, Xiutark raised his hand, "What about the master?"

"'Risen' means 'iron' and can also be used to describe weapons made of iron, such as swords and axes."

"I see... Indeed, that's the feeling Aize gives people."

Fulilian crossed her arms over her chest and recounted the past. "That time we were ambushed by the enemy. Aize was the first to react and rushed to the front. Then, those swords, guns, and other weapons hit Aize, but they shattered and Aize was not hurt at all."

"Haita told me about it."

Zhi added, "He said that when he saw that scene, he suspected that Aize wasn't actually human, but some kind of magical weapon made of metal?"

"Haita has become more imaginative after hearing so many of your stories."

For the time being, Jian accepted Fulilian's words as a compliment.

Afterwards, Jian interpreted the names of other people.

For example, Frillian's teacher, the great magician Flamme from a thousand years ago, represents flame and flame. As the founder of human magic, she did bring the spark of magic to humans. It was also she who told Frillian the news of heaven, and it seemed that she had already anticipated that Frillian would embark on a journey to understand humans.

There is also the rotten sage Guval (Qual) of the demon clan, whose name means "pain, torture". As one of the few powerful magicians in the demon king's army, 40% of the adventurers and 70% of the magicians in the land where he is located have died at his hands. The brave Xinmeier team had no choice but to seal him because they could not defeat him.

As the night gradually deepened and the silvery crescent moon hung high in the sky, several people covered themselves with their quilts and fell asleep. After all, they still had to travel tomorrow morning.

……

The midday sun was extremely hot, and suddenly a howl came from the dense forest.

In front of Zhi and his group, a huge three-headed monster exuded a strong murderous intent.

"Hugh Tark!"

"I see!"

Xutark took a step forward, and the next moment the monster's claws slapped down, but were blocked by the axe handle raised by Xutark.

At this moment, a shadow flashed by, and Jian swung the staff in his hand, and the top of the staff hit out suddenly. Then he saw a large piece of flesh and blood on the monster's calf disappear directly.

The monster howled in pain, and its injured claws were defeated in the contest of strength with Xutark. Xutark's face darkened, and he took a step forward. He stabilized his center of gravity with his legs, then exerted force with his waist, and swung the long axe with both arms, directly cutting off the monster's claws.

Behind Shuttark and Ash, Fulilian and Philen's magic was ready. Two meteors flew past Shuttark and Ash and hit the monster's body.

With the tacit cooperation of the four, the monster had no chance of turning defeat into victory.

Jian suddenly frowned and shouted a warning as if he had discovered something.

"Watch out! This guy's trying to run away!"

The next second after Jian opened his mouth, the monster opened its mouth and spit out a cannonball condensed by magic power to repel Xu Tark, then turned around and ran away.

With a swing of his staff, Jian launched three invisible slashes straight at the monster. Originally, Jian was aiming at the monster's legs, hoping to stop it from escaping, but the monster blocked his attack with its body and tail.

Seeing that the monster had escaped, Jian looked at Xuttark, who had a rather unhappy expression on his face.

"How's it going? Are you okay?"

"fine……"

"Are you sure you're okay? Your legs are shaking."

"Because that monster was really scary... Luckily it ran away, otherwise I felt like I would have fainted..."

Hugh Turk made a rather spineless statement.

436

Chapter 436 The Magic of Healing.

"We're almost at the magical city of Oisard... but why are there monsters here?"

Philen frowned slightly and raised his doubts.

Xuttark sat under a tree holding a long-handled double-edged axe, and Fulilian and Ash looked at each other.

"This is indeed a bit unusual..."

Jian stroked his chin. "The Magic City... while it's not the headquarters of the Continental Magic Association, the Northern Branch is located here. Normally, there should be several first-level magicians in charge. If it were bandits, they'd be fine, but if it were monsters, they wouldn't ignore it..."

"So, it's most likely a monster that just ran here from somewhere else? And we just happened to run into it."

Fulilian shared the same thought as Ash. "Then, even if we leave it alone, the city will probably send a magician to deal with it, right? We can just go ahead and take the first-level magician exam first."

"That's right."

Ash nodded.

Philen didn't say a word from beginning to end, just listened silently.

"Let's go."

Fulilian left these words, turned around and took a step forward.

Xutark glanced at Fulilian's back and asked doubtfully, "Isn't that the direction of Oisade?"

"Lord Xiutalk is really slow."

Philen looked at Hugh Tark with a calm expression, "This is the direction the monster escaped."

"Huh? So, do we still have to chase that monster that got away?"

"Isn't that natural?"

Jian looked at Xutark with a smile, and there was an inexplicable emotion in his words.

"After all... if Xinmeier was here, he wouldn't just leave that monster alone, right? Alright, alright, stand up and go."

But after that, Hugh Tark still didn't stand up. He sat motionless under the tree with a somewhat awkward look on his face.

"Um... My legs are weak and I can't stand up... Can you help me up?"

……

Chasing a fleeing monster is not difficult, as there are many magic spells that can track it.

Afterwards, they found the injured monster in a cave and killed it after a fierce fight.

"Really? I thought you were injured, and I even cast some healing magic on you."

Jian looked down at Xutark, who was sitting on the ground, and said helplessly, "It turns out that your legs are just weak, you're not injured at all."

"Um...thank you..."

Hugh Turk had a gloomy face... He also wanted to be a brave man, but he couldn't change it.

"Speaking of which..."

Feilun looked at Jian and suddenly said, "I've noticed it before. Master Jian can use goddess magic. But why doesn't Jian have the Holy Scripture in his hand?"

In this world, magic was initially only usable by monsters and demons. It was not until a thousand years ago that the great magician Volame single-handedly created the human magic system. During this thousand years, through the research of many human and elven magicians, human society has been able to use a large amount of magic.

However, there are still many magics that humans cannot understand.

Goddess magic is an example. Legend has it that goddess magic is the magic bestowed upon humans by the goddess of creation. Although humans cannot understand the principles of goddess magic, they can rely on scriptures to use it. Monks are the profession that uses goddess magic.

The reason why Philen thought that Ash would use goddess magic was because the healing and detoxification magic in this world was basically goddess magic. Even if Fulilian was injured, she would seek treatment from the monks of Haita or a nearby church.

"What Ash used was not the goddess' magic, but the healing magic that Ash invented himself."

Fulilian explained to Fearon, "Goddess magic is magic that can only be used by those with 'talent'... This 'talent' is called 'Goddess's Blessing' by many. Unlike me, Ash is someone who possesses this 'talent'."

"However, her talent in magic is even more terrifying... Because she felt that Goddess magic was too troublesome and required the use of a holy codex, she used it as a template to create healing magic that didn't require a holy codex, and also guaranteed the healing effect was intact."

As she spoke, Fulilian raised her hand, and a ball of emerald green light full of vitality appeared on her palm.

"I also asked Jian to teach me that magic... but perhaps I just don't have the talent. I can never cast it as easily and smoothly as Jian... and although I can use it, there are still many parts I don't fully understand. But the effect is already much better than the healing magic I originally knew."

There is also healing magic that magicians can use, but the effect is far inferior to the goddess magic used by monks. It can be said to be completely useless.

"Master Jian...you are truly amazing."

Philen sighed from the bottom of his heart.

Creating a completely new kind of magic... Philen simply couldn't comprehend what this concept was.

That's why she thinks Jian is so powerful.

"Hehehe...it's okay."

Jian smiled in a reserved manner, but in fact she was extremely happy.

"One day after Ash joined, Haita got drunk and cried and complained to us."

Fulilian spoke freely about Haita's dark past. "He kept saying that all his jobs had been taken away by Jian and that he hoped we wouldn't abandon him. He cried for three hours."

"Huh? When did this happen? How come I don't know about it?"

Ash turned his head in shock and looked at Fulilian, who then raised her head and recalled.

"It seems you couldn't stand the smell of alcohol in the tavern at the time, so you went out for a walk... Haita later told me that if you had been there, he probably wouldn't have said that."

"Perhaps he was worried that those words would cause a rift in my heart... That drunken monk was surprisingly considerate at a time like this."

Fulilian tilted her head, looking confused... Emotional matters like this were really difficult for her.

Now that the monster had been dealt with, there was no reason for those people to stay here any longer... The monster's body had long since turned into basic magic particles and turned into ashes.

"Let's go, Hugh Tark, or I'll just leave you here."

"Don't leave me! I'll be right there."

Xutark finally overcame his weak legs and stood up quickly, but after he caught up with the main group, he found that Jian was staring at him... or rather, staring at his back.

Xutark asked curiously, "What's wrong?", but was ignored by Jian. Jian ran straight past him and squatted down near where he had just sat.

Jian's unusual behavior attracted the attention of Fulilian and Philen, and then Jian turned around and said something.

"Hey! Fulilian, come over here and take a look. There seems to be something over here."

437

Chapter 437 Trust.

Perhaps caused by the battle with the monster, a crack appeared in the ground, revealing something hidden underneath.

Using magic that can control the earth, the crack was widened, revealing the obscure magic circle underneath.

"This... seems to be a mechanism?"

Fulilian made a judgment based on her rich knowledge. "And it's stimulated by magic."

"I checked, this mechanism is not a trap, there is no danger in triggering it."

There were twinkling stars in Jian's eyes, but after blinking, the stars dimmed. "How about it? Do you want to try it?"

Philen and Hugh Tark did not speak, because the final decision was made by the more experienced Fulilian and Jian.

Fulilian looked at the magic circle in front of her and hesitated for a while.

"...Phiren, Xiutalk, be prepared to evacuate at any time."

Frelian also became serious for a rare moment, holding the staff with both hands. Although her posture looked relaxed, Frelian's spirit was as tense as a fully drawn bowstring.

After hearing Fulilian's reminder, Xu Tark and Feilun also paid full attention.

Placing her hand on the magic circle, Fulilian did not immediately inject magic power into it, but turned her head to look at the smiling Jian.

"Zhan, can I trust you?"

Being stared at by Fulilian, the corners of Jian's mouth slightly raised, and there was only calmness in his eyes like lakes.

"Of course, nothing will happen as long as I'm here."

The voice was soft, yet it contained an unshakable and powerful confidence.

Fulilian stared at Jian silently. His figure seemed to be shrouded in mist before her eyes, gradually becoming blurry. Meanwhile, another figure in her mind gradually became clearer...