I don't want to be a heroic spirit

Jian deduced, "The Gemworm Mother feeds on gems and gold. Judging by the Gemworm Mother's cuticle covering the entire hall, it must have devoured a considerable amount of treasure. Since no one has ever visited this ruin, it can only rely on devouring the gold, gems, and other things here to obtain the nutrients it needs for growth and reproduction."

"Well, that's probably the case."

Then, Ash comforted Hugh Tark, "Don't be so depressed. Think about it, we can't possibly take all the money anyway. Even if the Gem Worm Queen didn't eat that part of the treasure, it has nothing to do with us."

"I understand...but I still feel it's a pity..."

"Lord Hugh Tark is truly troublesome."

If they could take away all the treasures here, the assets of Jian and others would probably instantly exceed the total wealth of some famous wealthy businessmen or nobles.

However, they all took only a small portion from here, at most a few very beautiful gems, regardless of their value.

Whether it was the gold coins on the ground or the gems in front of him, Jian didn't even look at them, but took away some magic props, magic materials and magic books here.

The four people in the team are basically the type who don't care much about money.

The brave Xinmeier team is the team that has explored the most ruins in the world. If they want, they can easily obtain more money than they can spend in their lifetime...Except for Fulilian and Ash, their "lifetime" is too long.

However, none of the five people in the team lived a rich life, and the money they had was just "just enough".

Although she is a hero who defeated the Demon King, Fulilian still helps with farm work and defeats monsters during her travels because of lack of money. The cottage where Xinmeier and others live in during their retirement is also a slightly simple wooden house... at least it seems a little simple compared to their status.

All I can say is that these people don’t have such a strong desire for so-called money.

After tapping the ground with his staff, a mirror that seemed to be made of water appeared in front of Jian. Jian threw all the gains in his hand into it, then put away the water mirror and walked towards the door.

Behind her, the piles of gems and the gold all over the ground could not attract her attention. Her steps were light and firm.

"Phelan, Hugh Tark, have you finished taking it?"

"Yes, Lord Jian."

"...Where did Fulilian go?"

Philen was silent for a moment, then raised his hand and pointed.

Looking in the direction of Philen's finger, what came into Jian's eyes was a treasure chest with teeth and a lower body that was very familiar to Jian.

“It’s so dark! So scary!”

Ash: "..."

With an extremely strange expression, Jian was silent for a while, then said to Philen.

"How about we just leave Fulilian here and leave?"

"Master Jian, please don't joke around."

Then, in order to rescue Freellian from the mouth of the "Anti-Freellian Noble Phantasm - Treasure Box Monster", Philen began to pull Freellian's two exposed legs desperately.

"Master Jian, it seems to be of no use."

Regrettably, with little success.

So Feilun turned to Jian, who had been watching the show from the side, for help.

"Phiren, it's useless because you're not using the right method."

Ash calmly spoke to Philen with the demeanor of an experienced veteran, "If you can't pull it out like this, you should push Fulilian inward. Then the treasure chest monster will want to vomit and won't bite so tightly."

"So the treasure chest monster is an animal like a dog?"

After a few minutes……

"Phew... saved."

With her upper body covered in the treasure chest monster's saliva, Fulilian knelt on the ground and breathed a sigh of relief for escaping. The treasure chest monster was killed by Ash when it spit out Fulilian.

Because of the saliva on her body, Fulilian's hair became messy. Unable to bear it, Philen hurried over and wiped it with a towel.

"Lady Fulilian, how did you handle this situation when you traveled alone before?"

"I can use offensive magic to blast it from the inside, but it's annoying that my hair always gets blown into curls."

"So this is why you changed your hairstyle last time..."

After wiping, it was time to comb her hair. It seemed that Philen was already very used to taking care of Frillian.

At this time, the voice of the ash sounded.

"Flillian, go on."

Fulilian subconsciously raised her hand, and then a silver ring fell into her palm.

After staring blankly at the Mirror Lotus ring for a long time, Fulilian looked up at Jian.

"Actually, you don't have to work so hard to get it back. I got more than just this one thing from Xin Meier anyway. Even if it's lost, it doesn't matter..."

"You're such a slow-witted elf! Do you think I retrieved it just for you?"

Jian's expression was solemn. "This contains very important memories... for both you and me."

"Maybe sooner or later it will be lost, but that doesn't mean I will give up looking for it."

Scratching his head in annoyance, Jian looked as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Do you guys know what the flower language of the mirror lotus is?"

"Mirror Lotus? Are you referring to the flower above?"

"Flillian, you don't even know what kind of flowers these are?"

Facing the three confused faces, Jian couldn't help but feel tired and said, "Listen carefully, the flower language of the mirror lotus is 'eternal love', and it's usually a gift for lovers."

Upon hearing this, Philen frowned slightly and looked at Xutalk with surprise.

"Lord Shytark?"

"I...I...I don't know! It's a misunderstanding! Do you think I know the language of flowers or something?!"

After Hugh Tark's explanation, the expression on Philen's face suddenly became even uglier.

"...That's true. After all, Master Shuttleck is an idiot."

"Even more venomous than usual?!"

...You two should date quickly!!

"This is the first time I've heard of such a thing, but so what?"

Fulilian still looked nonchalant, "Anyway, Xin Meier definitely didn't know the meaning of the mirror lotus flower at that time."

"..."

Jian stared at Fulilian speechlessly, then reached out and rubbed Fulilian's head hard.

"Master Jian, you have ruffled Lady Fulilian's hair."

Philen grumbled in dissatisfaction.

Touching the top of her head, Fulilian looked at Jian with a little confusion.

"Zhan, are you angry with me?"

"No, I'm mad at myself."

How could that brave man who loves flowers not know the meaning of this flower...

But she couldn't say it... She didn't have the qualifications to speak for a brave man and say what he had never said in person.

In silence, with a wry smile, Jian rubbed Fulilian's head hard again, and Fulilian did not resist, letting her hair, which had just been combed by Feilun, become messy under Jian's palm.

For some reason, the bitter smile on Jian's face made Fulilian feel a little familiar.

It was as if she had seen a similar expression in the not-too-distant past.

……

"Flillian, you've worked very hard on this subjugation commission. As a reward, pick one of your favorites from here."

"Jewelry?... I'd be happier if you took me to a magic shop..."

It was a spontaneous act. From a pile of not-so-expensive jewellery, Fulilian picked out the Mirror Lotus ring at first sight.

"Then let's do this."

"So fast, choose carefully..."

Reaching out to take the ring from Fulilian's hand, Xinmeier suddenly fell silent.

"……What's wrong?"

"……fine."

At that time, a smile appeared on Xinmei's face that Fulilian at that time could not understand.

It's a bitter smile that makes people feel heartbroken.

But... at that time, Fulilian could not understand the emotions contained in that smile at all.

As the shop owner said "thank you for your patronage", the two left side by side and walked towards the setting sun.

"Flillian."

"Hmm? Thank you..."

Fulilian thought that Xinmei was going to give her the ring, so she raised her hand nonchalantly.

Xinmeier raised his head, and the afterglow of the setting sun illuminated the gentle smile on his face.

It seems like relief, like being free and easy.

The hair moved slightly and the cape fluttered.

With the witness of dusk and the clock, Xinmeier knelt on one knee in front of Fulilian and put the ring on her finger with his own hands.

The dusk was heavy and time seemed to be infinitely stretched at this moment.

[He knelt on one knee and put a ring on Fulilian's ring finger. The slow-witted elf looked stunned, but Xin Meier knew in his heart that this was the only time he would confess his love in his life.]

As a brave warrior, Xin Meier possessed wealth, status, and even love. He could give Fulilian almost everything she desired, but Fulilian chose the unbloomed mirror lotus ring. This ring symbolized eternal companionship, the only thing Xin Meier could not promise her.

But he still knelt on one knee without hesitation. Sinmeier, when you put this ring on the elf's ring finger, were you lamenting your short life, or trying your best to hide your surging love?

The figure in the corner put down his pen, closed the book, and imprinted the scene not far away in his mind.

From this angle, one can see the clock standing right between Xinmeier and Fulilian, as if suggesting that the existence separating the two of them is time itself.

Let me make it clear first, Jian's sexual orientation has not changed, she has always liked girls... But at this moment when she witnessed this beautiful and sad scene, she had to admit that Xin Meir was indeed charming.

Ever since she met Xinmeier, she has been trying to find ways to extend Xinmeier's life so that he can be with Fulilian.

But she couldn't do it.

Since magic didn't work, she thought of the savior sword she obtained in the world of "God Slayer".

The Sword of Savior collected the weapons of the gods, among which there was indeed a way to prolong life... but it could only prolong life.

Even if Xinmei's life span is extended by thousands of years, his soul will not be able to withstand the erosion of thousands of years of time. Even the divine tools of the gods cannot protect Xinmei's soul for that long. After all, in this world, the divine tools of the gods cannot be blessed by mythology.

It has nothing to do with how strong one's willpower is; the human soul absolutely cannot persist for thousands of years.

In this world, the longer a creature's lifespan, the weaker its emotions are. This lack of emotion is actually an important reason why these immortal species are immune to the erosion of time.

If Xinmei's life is forcibly extended, there will be only two results: either Xinmei will lose all emotions or his soul will collapse.

In that case, it would be better to keep it as it is and leave everything to Xinmeier.

Looking at the gradually darkening sky, Jian muttered to himself.

"The love letter I write with this life is the world's most enduring confession of love... O slow-witted spirit, when will you finally understand this love letter? And when...will you finally see clearly into your own heart?"

……

29 years after the death of the brave Sinmeier.

Ash and the others finally arrived at the magical city of Oisasde.

"That's it. Hugh Tark and I will go find an inn, and Ash and Philen will go to the association to sign up for the first-level magic exam."

After saying that, without caring whether the others agreed or not, Fulilian turned around and left without hesitation.

Then she felt a hand grab the back of fate's neck.

"Stop talking nonsense. You have to come with us."

"Lady Flillian really has no interest in first-level magicians."