Funeral, what should I do if I reincarnate as a demon?

She looked like a little beggar before, but now she looks unexpectedly cute after washing. Maybe she will be a beautiful girl when she grows up? —— He looked at her casually, and without thinking much, he pressed the towel on Philen's hair.

He rubbed it and dried it a little, then blew out a slightly warmed hot air from his palm to dry it, and took her to his room.

"You will stay here today. I'm next door. If you have anything, just call me directly."

"I understand. Thank you... Lord Ash."

"Don't be so polite~"

Philen was still that cramped and restrained, which made him shake his head a little helplessly, and then he went to the next room by himself.

Originally, he planned to worry about where to put Philen this night.

But in the dead of night, he heard suppressed crying from the next door in bed.

This made him smile a little distressed, then he got up from the quilt, flew out of the window, and quietly opened the window next door.

After entering the room and looking around, he found the child who was curled up in the corner of the room, hugging his knees, sobbing and trembling.

How long has this child been wandering outside? What did he experience before? —— This question came to Ash's mind, but he didn't intend to ask it, but quietly walked forward.

After a while of distress, he squatted beside Philen and gently stroked the purple hair that looked particularly dull due to lack of nutrition.

The frightened girl trembled unconsciously, and reflexively looked up and found that it was him. She calmed down a little, but didn't say a word, but buried her head in her knees again.

It was just the sound of crying, which gradually became a little uncontrollable as he touched her.

However, Ash was silent and didn't say a word, but hugged her in his arms.

After all, even he knew that at this time, a warm hug would make people feel more at ease than words.

Although he didn't know if his hug was warm, this was all he could do now, but... he didn't know if he used the wrong method or what.

After being hugged by him, Philen's crying became louder for no reason, and she even cried loudly without any suppression.

No matter how he tried to comfort her, it was useless, and it made her cry more and more intense.

During this period, other tenants came to the door and cursed impatiently, but they were scared away by just a look from him.

The sound of crying continued until Philen cried tired and fell asleep, and finally calmed down.

"Children nowadays are really hard to take care of... It's even harder than cultivating Celia's cooking skills."

Only on the first day of taking care of the baby, he already felt particularly difficult, and at the same time, the clothes on his chest were wet, which made him sigh for the nth time today.

But even so, he didn't let go, and his two little hands were holding his child at some point.

The Buried Flyllen·Thousand Years to the Present: Chapter 67: Looking for an Adoptive Parent·Celiai's Daily Life·Three-No Loli·Zanze

Considering the child's physical endurance, and the fact that even if humans can use flying magic now, their flying magic also consumes a lot of physical strength, and even Flyllen's flying magic can't fly for too long.

So in order to keep it secret, even though Flyllen was just a child, Ash didn't take Flyllen to fly continuously.

They took a carriage along the way... and then when she fell asleep at night, he quietly sealed and petrified her.

Then he carried the extremely hard stone, flew at an appropriate speed, crossed mountains and rivers, and arrived at the magic city in just one month.

"....Is the north of the continent so close? It only took one month to get there by carriage."

Flyllen, who always woke up in a different carriage and never slept enough, looked at the prosperous metropolis in front of her and couldn't help shaking her body from the cold, and her sleepy eyes were full of surprise.

But it was also natural that she didn't notice anything wrong during this period.

Ash also said casually: "Because this is only the Kingdom of Ester, which is relatively close to the south among the northern countries, and you were almost to the central countries before, so it won't be too far."

"Kingdom of Ester...? I heard about it from the merchants passing by before."

"Hey~ Have you heard of it?"

"It has been prospering in the past hundred years, and it has the momentum to challenge the empire and has emerged among the countries?"

Although she didn't understand what an empire was, Philen still told her what she had heard.

But this made Ash proudly say: "Is it powerful?"

"...I don't know, it should be very powerful."

"That's right!"

It's not in vain that I have worked hard to handle government affairs for so many years - Ash's face was proud, and his heart was full of a sense of accomplishment.

In recent years, he has carried out a series of modern reforms suitable for the local area. Of course, it is impossible to have democracy in this era. Instead, it has strengthened centralization, but the systems in various places have changed a lot.

Even using Aura to annex the two neighboring kingdoms for peaceful conquest.

In the process, he also learned various long-lost agricultural magics from the drunkard elf thousands of years ago, trained a group of agricultural magicians, and became the first country among all the nations to eliminate hunger.

The Magic Knights were formed when the country was prosperous and the people were strong, and no expense was spared in cultivating magicians and knights in an organized way, so that they could demonstrate a record in disputes with neighboring countries that was no less than the ace of the empire.

Although Fearon didn't know the details, children far away in the south knew about his achievements, which made him want to show off again, but...

"What's wrong?"

The expressionless Fearon didn't seem to be very interested in this country.

This made him feel an inexplicable emptiness, and then he shook his head and walked in front: "....It's okay, anyway, let's go in first."

"??" Feilun tilted his little head in confusion, but quickly trotted to keep up with his pace.

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It didn't take long for the two of them to arrive at the house that Ash occasionally used to live in the city... It wasn't a noble mansion at all.

After all, a house that is too big will feel like you are living in ruins if no one cleans it.

Therefore, it is only a relatively good private house, and there are only three rooms, but only one is actually used.

"It always feels like...no one has used it for a long time?" When he brushed the tea table with his fingertips in the living room, Fearon couldn't help but frowned as he looked at the dust on his palms.

He didn't care and directly opened the door of his room:

"....You can stay in a room with me today. I will ask someone to clean it tomorrow."

"Okay." Philan nodded lightly, and took a curious look at the room. There was basically no unnecessary debris, only a simple bed and quilt. He couldn't help but curiously said:

"Is this Lord Ash's home?"

"That's it for now."

"tentatively?"

"I don't have a fixed address."

"That's it."

For Fearon, this "evil magician" had too many secrets...at least she didn't understand a lot, but she didn't ask any more questions.

On the contrary, he was very sensible and took the initiative to enter the room and clumsily wanted to dry the quilt.

"You don't need to do it. Tomorrow... no, I will find someone to do it later."

"It's okay, I just have some free time now."

"....Then it's up to you. I'll go out first and I should be back before evening."

"Okay, be careful on the road."

Ashus, who didn't know how to get along with the child, scratched his head and left. However, the child behind him was well-behaved and expressionlessly lowered his head slightly, watching him leave.

After he disappeared, Fearon glanced around, then rolled up his sleeves and started busy with the unfamiliar housekeeping work.

On the other side, when Ash came to the Magic Association, he remembered that it happened to be the time when Celie lived in this magic city and gave lectures to the nominal disciples here, those first-level magicians.

He also quietly came forward and asked everyone to see if anyone wanted to adopt a child... After all, it was definitely better to be raised by humans than to be adopted by a demon like him.

If someone is willing, he can also provide lifelong support, but unfortunately... none of those first-level magicians really want to raise children.

When the crowd dispersed in the afternoon, he looked at Celie above and asked bluntly:

"Aren't you going to raise a child, Celie? It must be lonely to be alone all the time, right?"

"What kind of idiot are you talking about all of a sudden?" Sailie looked like an idiot: "I raised a human child, do you plan to let me die for that child?"

"....Isn't it really possible?"

"Don't ask if you know the answer."

"You have to give everything a try. Even if the hope is slim, you might give up on a whim." After saying this, he couldn't help but add: "After all, didn't you also adopt Volamei before? And The kid I saw seems to have a good talent for magic, don’t you really think about it?”

"Flamei is just a whim, I don't plan to raise him again." Sailie refused without thinking, looked at him and couldn't help but sneered: "However, it is really unlikeable to take the initiative to help orphans. You.”

"What weird words are you talking about? I'm not as cold-blooded as you. When I see a child who is about to starve to death on the roadside, of course I will lend a helping hand."

"Cold-blooded? Really? Is this what you think of me?"

"....It's just a joke, don't mess around."

"It's okay, I won't mess around, but now is the time... let me take a look at your recent growth!"

When Ash showed a vigilant expression, Celia's smile also became terrifying.

What happened next was not surprising at all.

Even though he was no longer the Wu Xia Amon from thousands of years ago, Ash still encountered Celie's "unreasonable" violent attack once again in the Magic City.

Of course, it wasn't a purely violent attack, it was just that she had been trying to let Ash take over over the years, and in the process, she specifically made her subordinates owe him favors...so that he would be able to take over more smoothly in the future.

With this kind of thinking in mind, when Celie almost wants to renovate the neighborhood, she will choose to attack when Ash talks freely. Of course... she may also attack when he doesn't say anything.

So the dancing lights, flying rubble, collapsed beams, and collapsed side halls were all happening at the branch of the Magic Association at almost the same time.

And this situation happens every ten years or so. The older magicians have already fled, and the remaining ones who escaped slowly... have to rely on Ash to save them.

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After a round of bombing by Celia, the location scheduled for demolition was completely reduced to ruins.

In the smoke and dust, Ash, who was forced to bend his body while carrying the collapsed building wall on his back, was standing in front of a trembling magician.

Ash, with his face covered in blood, protected her in front of him, making her unharmed. However, when he saw the girl's appearance clearly, he showed a depressed expression:

"What on earth is this? By the way... Zanze, you should have the strength to protect yourself, right?"

"No... No! My hands and feet are shaking..."

Zanze, a loli-type girl with super long brown hair, who looks like a girl but actually has a sense of lolita, but her age is a mystery. Her face usually lacks expression, but at this moment, she can't hide her fear.

Although Ash's warm blood dripped on her face from time to time, causing her pupils to tremble slightly, she still couldn't move at all.

At this time, Celia's dissatisfied voice came from the smoke and dust: "Zanze, are you still a first-level magician?"

"... It's because you used too much force and accidentally let this child feel your magic power, right?"

"But you also felt it, but you not only escaped, but also protected others in the process, right?"

Celia glanced at Zanze, who was trembling, but with a sense of disdain, she left with a swagger after saying "Although you have become a first-level magician, you are only this level in the end."

It was this disdainful attitude that made Zanze hang his head in frustration as expected, and was hit hard.

This made Ash feel helpless and forced to wipe Celia's ass. He pushed the collapsed wall behind him with one hand, wiped the blood off his face in the loud noise, and squatted beside Zanze:

"Don't take it too seriously. Although Celia is very vicious, she still recognizes you... otherwise she wouldn't let you become a first-level magician."

"Really...?"

Even if he said so, Zanze's face was still shaken, but when he looked at Ash, he unconsciously showed admiration and yearning.

The Buried Flyllian: Thousand Years to the Present: Chapter 68 Completely Opposite Goals (4K)

Just noticing the silent admiration in Zanze's eyes who was still sitting on the ground at this moment, Ash was basically convinced that Celia's strategy was old-fashioned, but it was really successful.

But even though he was respected, he couldn't be happy for some reason... As expected, he still felt that he was being calculated by Celia.

However, looking at the girl in front of him who seemed to be autistic after being hit by Celia, he still sighed and stroked her long hair, and told her solemnly:

"I have no reason to lie to you, right? And then...it's normal to be scared and almost injured. I think you should rush up and ask her for compensation."

"Is that so?" Zanze stared blankly, but seemed particularly hesitant, and even couldn't help asking: "....If that's the case, why don't you ask for compensation, Master Ash?"

"...Because even if I asked, she would definitely not give it."

"Ah? Then why should I go..."