I don't want to be a heroic spirit

He no longer looked like he was still asleep.

"Emperor's wine isn't good at all. It's not something worth devoting one's life to finding."

"That sounds like a story I haven't heard before."

Sitting behind Fulilian, Jian smiled slightly and said, "Do you mind telling me?"

"...You still love collecting stories."

Fulilian's eyes were calm. "It's not a story that needs to be kept secret. It's quite boring to me."

Having said that, Fulilian did not start telling the story immediately. Instead, she first asked a question that seemed to have nothing to do with the story.

"Zhan, why do you think I embarked on a journey to collect magic?"

"Because people will praise your magic and smile because of it...isn't that what you said?"

"I did say that... but that was only part of the reason, or rather, it was the reason I discovered after meeting Sinmeier and the others."

Fulilian's gaze shifted, her eyelids drooped slightly, her voice paused, and the expression on her face seemed as if she was recalling something.

"Most elves will set a goal for themselves and immerse themselves in exploring something."

"Because if you don't... this life will be too long."

Remember, that was a conversation that took place thousands of years ago...

On a cliff covered with flowers, Fulilian asked her master Volame a question.

"Why does Master like to research and create new magic so much?"

At that time, Volame's answer was...

"There are many reasons, such as simple hobbies, wanting to help humans fight the demons, and wanting to satisfy my master... Besides these, there's actually another important reason."

"I want to leave behind a lot of magic in this world, so much magic that you, Fulilian, could never finish studying it all in your lifetime... That way, you won't get bored staying alone in this world."

……

The memory lasted only a moment, and Fulilian, having come to her senses, continued to narrate.

"Emperor's Wine is actually the wine distributed to the people when the emperor ascended the throne. Its biggest feature is that it is extremely cheap and also very difficult to drink."

"Milliarde, she spent a great deal of energy and time, only to discover in the end that what she had been searching for was actually worthless trash. Lost in her goal, she spent the entire day in a daze. One time, to kill time, she carved an inscription on a stone tablet praising the Emperor's Wine."

Apparently, that inscription was the same one that Fas had found.

Jian understood why Fulilian was so reluctant to open the door, because she didn't want to see Fas become like Millialde.

but……

"Even if you had just left before, it wouldn't have changed anything."

Jian said in a deep voice, "As long as Fas is willing to pay, he can hire other magicians to help him open the seal. At most, it will take a little longer than us, but Fas can definitely wait."

"I know, that's why I agreed later."

451

Chapter 451 Emperor’s Wine and Divine Wine.

Today is a very important day.

Fas has worked hard for this day for more than two hundred years.

"I have finally waited for this day."

When saying this, Fas's tone was unusually calm.

No tears of joy, no tension or fear.

Because of the thick beard, it is impossible to see the expression on his face at the moment.

Only those eyes, with a faint divine light in the turbidity, stared at the door without looking away for a moment.

After less than a month of research, Fulilian and Jian were able to unlock the seal on the door.

Then, the mechanism began to work, and the stone door slowly opened under the gaze of everyone.

The space behind the door is not big, but there is a lot of wine.

Fas was the first to walk in and couldn't wait to take out a bottle of wine.

"This is the real Emperor's wine... I never thought I would actually have the chance to drink it in my lifetime."

Looking at the back of the emotional Fas, Philen's eyes changed slightly.

It seems that Fulilian also told Philen the truth about the Emperor's Wine.

"To celebrate! You guys have a drink too."

In his joy, Fas gave everyone present a bottle of Emperor's Wine.

However, when it was given to Jian, he was rejected.

"I'm sorry, I can't stand the taste of alcohol, so don't give it to me."

"Really? That's a shame. It's hard to imagine what life would be like without alcohol..."

Although Fas was addicted to alcohol, he could understand Jian.

Besides, the reason why Fasita can drink the emperor's wine now is that the Jian in front of him is a great contributor.

Seeing Fas open the bottle and prepare to take the first sip, Philen opened his mouth but said nothing. He watched Fas drink the wine in silence.

then……

“Delicious!”

Fearon was stunned.

There was no noticeable change in Fulilian's expression, while Jian showed a faint smile.

Not until all the wine in the bottle was finished, not even a drop left, did Fas put down the empty bottle reluctantly. His eyes, which had bags under them, were no longer cloudy, but sparkled with brilliance.

"Is this the Emperor's Wine? Damn it! I've lived for over two hundred years and haven't tasted wine this good. Is this really not a wine only goddesses are qualified to drink? It's much more delicious than the description on the stele! I feel like I can't drink any other wine after drinking the Emperor's Wine!"

Maybe it was because of the wine, but Fas became excited and his face flushed.

He looked at the emperors around him with burning eyes, opened his arms and shouted excitedly.

"How can I be the only one drinking such delicious wine? I have to let more people drink it!"

So, to celebrate Fas's discovery of the Emperor's Wine, all the adults in the village drank the wine and expressed their sincere praise.

Fulilian reduced her presence, stayed in a corner where no one noticed her, and took a sip of the Emperor's wine in her hand with a calm expression.

"...What a wonderful taste! Could wine be this delicious?"

"Lord Frilian."

Seeing Philen walking towards her, Fulilian knew that he had questions to ask her.

"Lady Fulilian, what's going on with this Emperor's wine?"

Philen looked into Fulilian's eyes with a puzzled look. "Didn't you say that Emperor's Wine is very, very hard to drink?"

"Of course, it was incredibly unpalatable. Honestly, I couldn't even finish a sip. For it to be that unpalatable is pretty impressive in a way."

"Then why..."

Philen didn't continue, but Fulilian must have understood what Philen meant.

"The Emperor's wine is extremely difficult to drink, that's the truth, so these drinks are not Emperor's wine at all."

"It's not Emperor's wine? What is it?"

Although he got Fulilian's answer, there was more doubt in Philen's eyes.

However, Fulilian shook her head.

"I don't know the details. If you want to know, go ask Jian... Look, Jian is already here."

Philen blinked his big purple eyes and turned around to see the figure of Jian.

"Master Jian? Didn't you leave first because you couldn't stand the taste of the wine?"

"That's right, I'm feeling really bad right now. The strong smell of alcohol in the air is making me want to vomit..."

Ash didn't look like she was joking. Her expression was indeed a little grim. "But I guessed you would have questions for me, so I came here."

"Yes, Master Jian, I..."

"Ah, sorry, wait a moment, I think I overestimated my patience... Wait for me to cast a spell."

Jian summoned his staff and knocked it on the ground, and then the smell of alcohol in the air disappeared at an extremely fast speed.

"Phew, the air is much fresher."

A smile as bright as a flower blossomed on Ash's face. "Magic is really quite convenient, especially in situations like this."

Philen was not surprised by this. After all, Fulilian often collected some seemingly useless magic such as "cleaning rust on bronze statues" and "turning red grapes into green grapes".

"Master Jian, are these drinks related to you?"

"That's right."

Jian readily nodded in agreement. "After wasting over two hundred years, only to discover in the end that the object of pursuit is nothing but worthless garbage... I don't want to see such a cruel ending. After all the effort, you can get equal rewards... I think everyone would dislike such a story development, right?"

"Reality is not like stories. Most of the time it is cruel and painful. Hard work may not be rewarded, and patience may not necessarily see the sun break through the clouds. That's why I want to make some changes."

"Flillian and I actually completed our analysis of the seal a long time ago. We just replaced the Emperor's Wine inside, and then placed a seal on the door that was very similar to the original one... I know that cheating is not good, but I think Fas deserves a better ending."

Ash deceived Fass and replaced the Emperor's Wine that Fass was looking for with other wines.

No one can guarantee that this misunderstanding will not cause any trouble in the future.

However, if Ash didn't do this... Philen couldn't imagine how much of a blow Fas would suffer the moment he touched the truth.

Therefore, Philen didn't think that Ash and Fulilian had done anything wrong.

Holding the bottle of wine, Philen asked another question.

"Then, Master Jian, where did this wine come from?"

"You ask where it came from..."

Jian looked embarrassed, smacking his lips and scratching his hair, hesitating for a long time.

Not only Philen, but even Fulilian was curious.

Fas said that he had never tasted such delicious wine in his life, and the same went for Fulilian. It was the first time in a thousand years that she had tasted such delicious wine.

"Legend has it that this is a divine wine brewed by Dionysus, the god of wine... That's all I know, so even if you're curious, it's useless."

Flillian: "Dionysus?"

Phelan: "The God of Wine?"

Both of them showed puzzled expressions, because they had only heard of the Goddess of Creation and had never heard of the existence of a second god.

Ash wasn't lying entirely.

The Sword of Savior also contains the divine tools of Dionysus in Greek mythology. These wines are brewed using the divine tools of Dionysus, and can be said to be real divine wines.

452

Chapter 452 Morufu.

The axe fell heavily to the ground.

Hugh Turk sat on the ground in a very ungraceful manner, breathing heavily, and his clothes soaked with sweat made him look like he had just been pulled out of the water.

Beside him, a dozen monsters were slowly dissipating.

"Ah...ah...it's finally over..."

29 years after the death of the brave Sinmeier, Ash and others are now in a forest on the northern plateau.

The monsters here are much stronger and more numerous than those outside the northern plateau. Even Jian and others must be vigilant.

Not only Xutark, but also Philen's condition is not good. Maintaining high-intensity combat all the time is a very energy-consuming thing.

"There shouldn't be another battle like this. After all, we'll reach Morufu just ahead."