I don't want to be a heroic spirit

This situation and this scene seem to be in line with the saying...When the work is done, leave, hiding your achievements and fame.

Jian passed by the old man and glanced at him out of the corner of his eye.

"Hey! Hugh Tark, so you are here."

"Eh? Ash?"

Hugh Tark looked surprised. "Didn't you go to take that exam with Philen and the others?"

"Oh my! I was eliminated. What a shame."

Although he said it was a pity, the expression on Jian's face did not indicate that.

"Uh...that's it."

"Hmm, it seems like what you said back then has come true. A useless magician like me who only knows how to use a staff to beat people and has rarely used magic can't pass such a difficult exam."

"Why...why do you still remember this?! And...how could I have been so exaggerated?!!"

The scene of Ash killing the Gem Worm Queen is still vivid in our minds. How dare Shuttark say that Ash’s magic is not good?

Isn't that like an old man hanging himself - is he tired of living?

He wished he could travel back in time and give himself a few slaps in the face for saying those things, so that he wouldn't be able to control his mouth day by day.

He was already worried about being retaliated against because he had accidentally called Fulilian a "stinky old woman" not long ago, and now he had offended an elf that was even more terrifying than Fulilian.

Hugh Turk had never felt so completely shattered about his future.

Speaking of which... it turns out that elves are very good at holding grudges.

After teasing Hugh Tark, Jian felt much better.

It's a very fulfilling thing to make Hugh Turk cry for no reason.

"Speaking of which, who was that old man just now?"

Jian tilted his head and looked towards the depths of the forest, where the old man had disappeared. "He's also an acquaintance of yours? How long have you been in this city? Why do I feel like you have too many acquaintances?"

"I don't know. I was practicing seriously when that person came up to me and started talking to me out of nowhere."

Hugh Turk didn't know what expression to show.

At the same time, Xu Tark was still thinking in his heart.

"I don't know how long Ash has lived... but it must be a few hundred years, right? Calling someone an old man... feels so weird."

"Are you slandering me in your heart?"

"no!"

Xuttark tried to hide his guilt by shouting, but how could such a clumsy cover-up method possibly deceive the Fairy Eyes?

…Great, now I need an excuse to legally beat up Hugh Turk.

While maintaining a kind smile on his face, Jian tried hard to think of a reasonable and legal excuse to beat up Hugh Tark.

So...

"That old man just now reminded me, Hugh Tark. It seems no one taught you how to fight during your journey, right?"

With a malicious smile, Jian said, "Fei Lun has been learning from Fu Lilian during the journey. What about you? Apart from studying with Grandpa Fu Lu for a few days before, it seems that you have been practicing on your own all the time, right?"

The Grandpa Furu mentioned by Jian is a dwarf who is nearly 400 years old, which is considered very old among the dwarves with an average lifespan of 300 years. He has been guarding the gate of the village because of an agreement with his deceased wife.

Grandpa Furu is one of the few old friends of Fulilian who is still alive.

Since they were both warriors, Grandpa Furu taught Xutalk for a few days.

Although Ash was smiling, Xutark's right eyelid kept twitching. His warrior's intuition made him feel as if a ferocious wild boar was staring at him from behind.

"Although I'm a magician, I also happen to know a little bit about close combat skills... How about this."

She raised her hand and placed it on Xiutark's shoulder. Under Xiutark's horrified gaze, Jian's beautiful eyes curved like crescent moons.

"Shall we have a sparring match? Although I don't know much about axes and only have a little experience with swordsmanship... I believe that with your talent, you will definitely learn a lot from sparring with me."

Hugh Turk was very confused.

How did that delicate hand on his shoulder manage to make him unable to move?

Gathering all his strength, Hugh Tark made a final struggle.

"Um...can I refuse?"

"What do you say?"

Very good, the last glimmer of hope is shattered.

"Don't cry, man, why are you crying? If other people saw this, they might think I was abusing you... Just smile for me."

Then, under the pressure of Ash, Xutark forced out a smile that was uglier than crying... At the same time, the tears were still falling.

Shuttark is very strong. When he first met Fulilian and the others, Shuttark was able to kill a red mirror dragon with one axe.

Even if facing the general of the demon clan, I believe Xu Tark has the strength to fight.

However, facing Ash, who possessed divine-level sword skills, Xuttark could only be beaten.

The good news is that Ash only beat up Shuttalk, instead of beating him all over and then healing him with magic and then beating him again and healing him again.

Although Jian also likes the method of "dipping fists in iodine and disinfecting while hitting", it is too cruel for Hugh Turk, and it would be bad if it caused psychological trauma to the child.

The character Jian designed for herself is "a gentle, strong, reliable and caring big sister". It would be bad if she became OOC.

448

Chapter 448 Precious memories preserved on treasured things.

That happened when Ash had just joined Fulilian's team.

I remember it was an evening and the stars were as bright as pearls falling into the sea.

Dinner consisted of some fish that Hugh Turk had caught in a nearby pond. Apart from the large number of bones, the fish were generally quite tasty. At least they tasted better than the dry and hard bread he had brought with him.

Although Jian doesn't like greasy meat, she is not so arrogant as to not allow others to eat it, because she knows that Xutalk and Feilun are still at the age of growing up.

Xutalk stewed a pot of fish soup with the fish he caught, and under a tree not far away, Philen was carefully wiping his staff, concentrating and not looking away.

Anyone could see from that gentle movement that the staff must be something very important to Philen.

Suddenly, a voice brought Philen back to his senses from his concentrated state.

"Phelan."

Philen raised his head in a daze, and the moment his eyes caught the flying object, he subconsciously raised his hand to catch it.

An apple fell into his hand.

"...Master Jian, dinner will be ready soon."

"It's okay, it's okay. It's just an apple. It won't cause any trouble."

From Philen's perspective, he could see the interior of Ash's white gown, where blue and gold colors created a mysterious and profound starry sky pattern.

"I am very happy."

"Ok?"

Facing Philen's slightly confused look, Ash's eyes were as gentle as the water of a lake. "The staff I made has been handed over to a master who cherishes it very much."

The staff in Feiren's hand was made by Ash at Haita's request, and was later given to Feiren by Haita.

Philen looked down at the staff, lost in thought as he immersed himself in his memories.

Meaning is usually assigned by people.

Value is often given by memory.

Treasured things always hold memories of those who cherish them.

Jian walked to Philen's side, squatted down, and spoke in a voice as gentle as the spring breeze blowing on his face.

"What did you think of? Can you tell me?"

Philen was silent for a moment, then continued to maintain the staff.

At the same time, she was lost in memories.

"Lord Haita saved my life."

"When I was about to commit suicide, Lord Haita told me, 'It would be a waste to die now.'"

"Master Haita said he didn't understand why he survived instead of the brave Master Xinmeier... If Master Xinmeier were still alive, he would surely have saved more people."

Silence spreads in the forest.

The sound of flames burning firewood not far away became clear.

"and then?"

The smile on Ash's face was still gentle. "What did Haita say next?"

"...Lord Haita said that one day he suddenly realized that if he died like this, then the courage, will, friendship, and even those important memories he learned from Lord Xinmeier would disappear from this world."

"'If you have important memories, I think it would be a waste to die like this.'... That's what he told me."

After a pause, Philen whispered with a puzzled expression, "Now I'm starting to get scared... because I'm afraid that the memories of me and Master Haita will disappear from this world along with me... That's my most precious and important treasure."

Since joining the team, Ash has often seen Philen taking great care of the staff.

While maintaining the staff, Philen was also recalling the important time he spent with Haita.

"Before Lady Flillian arrived, Lord Haita was always worried about me... worried that I wouldn't be able to take care of myself after he passed away... Lord Haita was always afraid of leaving me to die alone."

"I'm actually indifferent to magic. I don't like it or dislike it. As long as Lord Haita can trust me, as long as I can survive well even if I'm alone, then it doesn't matter if it's not magic... I hope Lord Haita won't regret saving me."

Stopping his hand movements, Philen raised up the staff that had been maintained, his eyes flashing with an inexplicable brilliance under the reflection of the fire not far away.

"Lady Fulilian told me that the destination of this journey is Heaven, the place where souls rest... which means I have hope of meeting Lady Haita again there."

"I hope to be able to carry this staff given to me by Lord Haita, stand before him with my head held high, and tell him... that I am living a good life and have many more precious memories than I did back then."

……

The second round of assessment for the first magician has also ended.

The mechanisms and traps in the scattered royal tombs are just average, nothing special. The reason why no adventurer who entered the maze from ancient times to the present has ever returned alive is the Water Mirror Demon located in the deepest part of the maze.

The Water Mirror Demon is a monster from the mythological era. Although it has no offensive ability, it can read the memories and other information of people who enter the maze, and then create a clone with the same abilities as the original.

The most difficult ones at that time were the clones of Fulilian and examiner Zan Ze, especially the clone of Fulilian, who stunned all the candidates as soon as he stood at the door. It can be said that "one Fulilian can block the way for ten thousand men."

"Luckily, Jian didn't come in with us... If the Water Mirror Demon could even create a clone of Jian, we'd all be in danger."

On the way back, Fulilian had a conversation with Philen.

"Indeed, if Master Zha's clone had the same strength as the one that defeated the Gem Worm Queen, I'm afraid we would have to smash the golem's bottle..."

"It's useless, even with the golem's protection. If the Water Mirror Demon can truly restore 100% of Ash's strength... No, even if it can restore 70% or 80%, the golem won't be able to protect us. Philen, you don't really think that Ash's previous battle with the Gem Worm Queen was her full strength, do you? She hasn't taken it seriously yet."

"……real or fake?"

"Hmm...how should I tell you...Do you know Jingyu Lake?"

"I know a little... It's said that a huge lake suddenly appeared overnight over seventy years ago. Many people say it was a miracle performed by a goddess, who descended to the mortal world to guide the brave Xin Meir and others who were passing through the area... So, why are you suddenly talking about this?"

"Because that wasn't a miracle from the goddess, it was the work of Ash... We encountered a large monster that looked a bit like a caterpillar, and then Ash let out a piercing scream and unleashed a powerful spell... That's how the lake was formed."

"???"

Jian felt very puzzled... because ever since Philen came back, he had been staring at her with very strange eyes.

Jian thought that there were rice grains on his face while he was eating and he didn't notice it, so he secretly used a water mirror to take a look.

There is no news about the third round of exams yet. Because of the appearance of Fulilian, many candidates who should not have passed the second round of exams passed, which is the so-called "being led by the big boss".

It can be expected that the examiners will be very troubled by the content of the third round of examinations, because if it is the same as before, many qualified candidates in the second round will die in the third round of examinations. This is unacceptable to the Magic Association. Even second-level and third-level magicians are talents valued by the Magic Association.

There are a total of two thousand magicians in the Magic Association, of which nearly six hundred are above level five, and there are certainly even fewer above level three. These are scarce talents. Although the sudden death of magicians is common in this turbulent era, the Association certainly hopes to prevent meaningless sacrifices.

However, none of that had anything to do with Jian, because she had already failed the college entrance examination.

She planned to wander around the city today, seeing everything she saw. Making plans and arrangements would make her feel uneasy and constrained.

Anyway, even if you have made a good plan, it will definitely be completely messed up by some unexpected disasters and uncontrollable factors. It is better not to make any plans from the beginning.