Chapter 182 Stagnation and Change
Deep in the dense forest on the outskirts of Barum.
The black hellfire rushes wildly, streaking across the sky with a halo that burns the eyeballs, and with the explosion of magic power, everything around it is destroyed.
Luke gasped and dodged the powerful magic that descended from the sky like divine punishment. He waved the rosewood staff in his hand. The ground cracked with his movements, and the soil surged to form a giant doll, which he punched at Fulilian in mid-air.
The high-density magic shield blocked the attack, followed by a thick magic beam. The giant puppet collapsed in this blow. After finishing off the eye-catching enemy, Fulian blocked the incoming flaming arrow with her backhand. .
Purple thunder gathered from the top of the staff and finally touched Luke who rushed forward. At the same time, the sword edge also touched Fulian's heart.
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After the battle, Frilian and Luke walked side by side on the way back to the mansion.
"The amount of magic power, control power, proficiency in attacking magic, and grasp of the battle situation are all very good. You are already an excellent magician."
Facing her own race who could fight to such an extent with her at such a young age, Fulian simply praised her.
Luke shook his head, "Magicians will be very vulnerable as long as they are close. I just have the advantage of tempering my body at the same time."
Elves are not only magical, but their physical potential cannot be underestimated. In the original work, there was an elf monk who lived from ancient times to the Age of Sin. There are also bronze statues of that monk in some areas, which shows that they are powerful. He has done great things.
In terms of the level of the magic user, he is far inferior to Fulian. As long as the two sides keep a distance, the winner will be Fulillian. On the contrary, the one who wins in close combat will be him.
"Compared to the demons, how do you think I am now?"
"It's hard to say. The gap between the elite demons and the big demons is quite big. Not only the Seven Beng Sages, the Corrupt Sages, and the omniscient Shurahat, every big demon has extraordinary means. , some of the big demons are worthy of their reputation."
Fulilian recalled her battle with the demons, and glanced at Luke, "You are currently between the two, and the gap between before and after is not small."
Luke frowned slightly, "During this period, I feel that the speed of growth in strength has slowed down, and it is getting slower and slower."
"Strength growth is not a straight line. The stronger you are, the slower your improvement will naturally be. This feeling means that you are entering a new field." Fulilian calmly comforted you.
"Don't worry, you are still very young and have plenty of time."
"Um."
Luke put aside his discomfort with his strength reaching a plateau for the time being, and changed the topic: "The debugging of the flying magic is almost completed. It can be used in actual combat initially. It will be completed after some optimization."
This is the conclusion reached during actual combat training.
He felt a little emotional that developing a new magic was much more difficult than imagined. Often when one problem was solved, several new problems emerged. It was not easy to get to this point, but the rewards were also great.
"After entering the battlefield, the magicians on the front line will be protected whether it is infiltration, reconnaissance, or aerial combat. You have made history, Fulian."
Fulian said casually: "The two of us completed it together. You can just declare that you are the author."
Practical magic such as flying magic will definitely be a must-learn magic for every magician in the future. As a founder, whether you submit it to the newly formed magic association or pay tribute to the central countries, you can gain a large amount of wealth and fame.
"The proportion of the work I have completed is not large, and you are the main creator." Lu Ke answered seriously.
"It's just that I don't want to be famous. Although it will be forgotten by mankind in a few decades, it was also a very painful time."
Fulilian had a strange look on her face: "And now you should need this magic more than me. After all, you need to send a betrothal gift to the Gerry family."
"Then we will divide it according to the proportion of the magic completed, eight to you and two to me."
"Just give it fifty-fifty, and treat the rest as a gift from me." Her face wrinkled, and she couldn't help but add: "You may be the first elf to get married in the entire elf history."
Because they are not very sensitive to time and emotions, elves' mental growth is relatively slow, and they will waste a lot of time on meaningless things over the long years.
In the eyes of elves, elves under a hundred years old may be similar to children of a few years old. In addition to normal physical development, their minds cannot be equated with adult humans at all.
"I think Terela is committing a crime in a way."
Luke:......
Hearing Fulilian's words, he felt uncomfortable as if he had made a mistake in early love and was caught by his parents.
"No, my mental age is still twenty-two years old if it were a human being."
"How did you get this data?" Fulilian asked curiously.
Luke thought for a while: "It's hard to say."
It must be said that it was created by a dump truck.
It was already dusk when we returned to the mansion, and Terela was waiting in front of the gate under the gradually turning red sunset.
When she saw Luke coming back, she went up to him and took his coat, and straightened the placket, collar and hair that had been messed up during the battle, acting particularly virtuous.
"You're back, honey."
Her voice is sweet and soft, with a taste that can kill people.
"Um."
Facing his demonic lover, Lu Ke just nodded calmly, "Nothing happened at home, right?"
"Ms. Luo Yin had the old habit of coughing, but she's fine now after asking a monk to treat her."
Terela half-leaned on Luke's strong chest with a happy look on her face, "Have you missed me after being out for so long?"
"I was just out for a few hours."
"But I miss you so much when I can't see you for a while..." Fulilian: "..."
Fulilian: "I'm going back to read. See you tomorrow."
This kind of scene and conversation made Fulilian unbearable, not because she was being bullied, but because she always subconsciously equated the beautiful aristocratic girl with a pedophile and abductor.
Facing Florian's retreating back, Terela retracted her pretentious gesture, put her index finger under her eyelids, stuck out her tongue, and made a face.
"Don't you like Florian?"
Luke watched all this silently and asked in a calm tone.
"She and you are both elves and can do magic. You two have similar interests and hobbies, and you have stayed together longer than me." Terela pouted dissatisfied, "What if you two fall in love for a long time? ?”
"No, the image of Fulilian in my heart is in a quantum superposition state of elder and daughter. When magic is involved, it is the elder, and most of the time, it is the daughter."
Luke explained sternly, "And I already have you."
The last sentence obviously hit Terela's heart, and water appeared in her eyes, but after a while, she seemed to remember something again, and looked at Luke with a strange look.
"I remember that the last time you read Amir Campbell's letter, you seemed to be talking about a son."
"Frog son." Luke smiled slightly, "There is a kind of frog in our hometown that often travels and sends weird things back to his parents, just like Amir."
"I've never heard of this kind of strange frog existing in the world?" Terela looked at Luke suspiciously, "Do you like to be called daddy?"
"There is no such thing."
"dad."
Luke rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, "Don't call me that."
"You are too serious sometimes. Did your mother raise you to be like this?"
Terela poked Luke's cheek, then took his arm and walked into his room arrogantly amid the envious, jealous, or resentful eyes of many maids.
"No, Lenis basically doesn't care about me, and she is too casual and relaxed. I refuse to be such a person from the bottom of my heart."
Luke walked to the desk, opened a magic book, and read it carefully, "When you have an unreliable mother, you have to make yourself more reliable. This is probably how my character changed."
"Don't you hate Mother a little bit?"
Luke paused while flipping through the book, recalling Lenise's back when she left, and replied calmly: "I don't hate it."
"That means you like it. Well... I would be happy if you were willing to be less serious for me."
As Terela said, she placed a candle on Luke's desk to ensure that there was enough light to avoid hurting the eyes.
Then she started to clean up the magic books and magic devices that were randomly placed in the room, prepared the clothes that Luke would wear the next day, and watered several pots of purple flowers by the window.
Luke's room is a very ordinary guest room. He has lived here since he was a child. Although Ms. Luo Yin gradually came to regard Luke as her own child and offered to change him to a better room, he was still used to it. Lu Ke refused.
Trela's invasion involved all aspects. The day after she devoured the elves and wiped them clean, she moved into Luke's room with her large and small bags, despite Ms. Luo Yin's disapproving eyes and the gossips of the maids.
"Life should be more interesting."
Tellela said so and updated the room.
Change the bed to something softer and more comfortable, place a few ornamental plants on the window sill, and make many beautiful trinkets to embellish the room, bringing life to an old and poor guest room.
In addition, she happily bought a lot of clothes for Luke and played dress-up games with the elf who had an excellent figure and face. In these innocuous things, Luke obeyed and cooperated with his lover's interests.
Folding the page as a mark, Luke rubbed his sore eyes and stood up, intending to move his stiff body. As soon as he stood up, he felt a heat on his back and a pair of arms hugged him.
The soft body with body temperature attached to the elf's strong and well-trained body.
"It's time to rest."
Terela's trembling and shy voice sounded, urging her lover to perform today's labor activities.
Luke looked at the magic book he was about to finish and hesitated for a moment, "How about you go to bed first?"
"What's more important, the magic book or me?"
Luke stopped talking and allowed Traila to lead him to the bed, caressing the other person's fluttering eyelashes, and kissed the noble lady's soft and delicate lips.
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Plop——
A loud noise rang out in the silent night. The guard on duty came looking for the sound. Thinking that there was a noble lady living inside, he hesitated for a moment and chose to knock on the door dutifully.
"Master Lu Ke, what happened inside? Do you need help?"
After a while, Luke's voice sounded hoarse than usual, "It's okay. I had a small accident while doing a magic experiment. You can go back."
"yes."
After the guards left, Luke breathed a sigh of relief and knocked Teila's head gently.
"I told you not to call me that."
Terela's aqua blue eyes flickered in the darkness, and she let out an inaudible light laugh.
(End of chapter)