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

"....So, who do you think I am? How could I possibly do anything to a child I have watched grow up? Even if I do something to a demon, an angel, or an old elf, I can't do anything to Philen, right?"

The ridiculous suspicion of his old friend made him give a positive answer without thinking, and he almost swore an oath on the spot.

In fact, in addition to watching them grow up, there is another very realistic reason...the difference in life span, which is also the fundamental problem.

Just like the case of a dwarf marrying a human wife that they encountered on their adventure before.

The result is naturally that the human wife passed away early, while the dwarf husband is still guarding the grave and the village, and it is not known how many years he will have to guard it.

Races with different life spans should not be combined no matter how you look at it. This is the lesson that history has taught them.

Even if there is no problem of combining, he will see Philen grow old later...it seems that there is no way to avoid it.

Thinking of this, Haita did not say anything more, but sighed with a hint of helplessness, then looked at the ceiling again, and said faintly:

"Then... let me pray for you in heaven in the future."

"Don't think too much now, just live honestly."

"Haha, that's true..."

After a weak smile, Haita closed his eyes, letting Ash look away from him and look out the window.

At this moment, perhaps God was pitying this old man who was over a hundred and still had to worry about something. There was a heavy storm outside the house, and the raindrops were constantly hitting the window, giving the illusion that the end of the world was approaching.

But Ash was silent for a long time, and then suddenly spoke:

"But... no matter what, you don't have to worry too much. No matter what happens in the process, no matter how Fern looks at me, I will protect her until she dies of old age - not for you, but I can't bear to watch my grown-up child die."

"That's really... better than anything else, but I feel very sorry for you."

"Forget it, this is also my choice."

"Really? Then... thank you, I'll leave it to you in the future."

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The conversation between the two came to an abrupt end, and the only sound in the house after that was the humming sound scraping through the window cracks.

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Without staying in front of the bed for too long, Ash walked out of Haita's room.

In the living room, Fulilian, who was sitting in front of the dining table, looked much gloomier than the two men.

Even though she had just come back from outside, her whole body was wet, and water dripped down continuously, she didn't feel like cleaning up at all, just sitting there in a daze.

This made Ash shake his head and throw the towel he found at her face, making her vision dark. At the same time...

Flillian, who was already in a bad mood, pulled off the towel on her face and glared at her angrily: "I'm not in the mood to quarrel with you now! Don't do this at this time..."

"You should understand that you should take good care of your body at all times so that you can have the energy to do other things. What if you catch a cold? Magic can't cure a cold."

"... Of course I know this, you don't need to tell me." Flillian turned her head away unhappily, but still He honestly took the towel and went to the bathroom, but before closing the door, he suddenly said without looking back:

"Philen is still on the mountain, you go see her, it would be bad if something unexpected happened."

"I know this without you saying it, but... I will bring Philen down later, remember to cook a meal after you take a shower, preferably something that the child likes."

"You still don't understand her."

"What do you mean?"

"At least now, I don't think she will come down so soon."

"But I will bring her down."

He shrugged slightly, then took an umbrella... and then opened the door and stepped directly into the wind and rain.

His action of going out was very chic, but the heavy wind and rain made him open the umbrella, which directly made this medieval umbrella scrapped, and the cold rain splashed on his face.

"It's raining so hard, but he's still so diligent. This kid is really..." He wiped the rain off his face, muttered something, and flew into the air, disappearing from the spot like a flash of lightning. In just a blink of an eye, he arrived at the back mountain, a bare cliff at the edge of the forest. The purple-haired girl with waist-length hair was still standing on the edge of the cliff, staring at the protruding rocks on the other side of the cliff regardless of the strong wind and heavy rain. She was so focused that she repeatedly used ordinary attack magic suitable for humans, which evolved from killing magic, to shoot at the distant boulders. However, no matter how many times the light flew out, it would quickly lose its momentum due to the lack of control and magic power, and it would dissipate with the wind before reaching the distance to the rock. Ash stopped and watched for a while, and couldn't help but walk forward and stretched out his hand, pressing it on Philen's head to persuade him: "...Take your time, you can't succeed now."

"No, neither you nor Lord Haita have much time left. If...if Lady Fulilian really can't make it, I will at least show you that I have the ability to survive alone."

The girl turned around, braving the pouring rain, staring at his cheek without squinting.

The words were so firm that they didn't seem to be shaken.

This made him squat down gently to look at the girl, staring at her clear eyes. After a little contemplation, he raised a gentle smile and said slowly:

"This is a secret between us... Don't tell anyone else, and Fulilian can't tell either."

"... What?"

"Actually, I'm different from Haita. I'm very special. My body is enough to support myself to see your future and always witness your life. So, even until the end of your life, I will protect you."

"Is... that so?"

"Of course, I can swear to you here that no matter what the future holds, no matter how our relationship changes, I will never leave you."

There was an unquestionable firmness in his tone, and his soft eyes contained deep warmth, which made Fearon's eyes slightly widen in shock.

Although this sentence was unfounded, she could hardly doubt it... or rather, she didn't want to doubt it.

After that, Ash didn't say anything. He just gently stroked her head, which made her feel her tense body, as if it was about to relax and soften in his hands. She even wanted to throw herself into his arms like in the past.

But before she could make a decision, Ash had already gently embraced her in his arms as in the past, making her fall completely in this warmth again... unconditionally.

The Buried Fulilian·Thousands of Years Until Now: Chapter 80 Philen's Little Regret·You Are Actually Calculating Me? ! (4K)

Although the heavy rain was still cold, just being gently held in Ash's arms made Philen feel as if she could match the warmth of being wrapped in the world.

It's not an exaggeration. At least for her now, even if she had to exchange it with the favor of the whole world, she would never give up this preference.

The sadness and panic in her heart disappeared completely without her noticing. She had long forgotten her resistance to him in the past when she was in a girl's mood, and unconsciously hugged him tightly instead.

During this process, Ash felt that it was not good to keep doing this in the rain, so he picked her up as he did in the past and let the girl sit in his arms like a child.

"A-Lord Ash? This... this?" The sudden elevation of vision surprised Philen. She felt more embarrassed than panicked, and even worried that Ash, as a magician, would not be able to hold on and want to walk on his own.

However... to her surprise, whether in childhood or now, the arm that supported her held her steadily from beginning to end, without even a trace of shaking.

"Anyway, let's go back now. It's not good to catch a cold if you keep getting wet in the rain. And you haven't eaten yet, so you must be hungry, right? I have prepared a table of food."

"Since you said so..." At this moment, Philen, who could not make any objection at all, was forced to nod and compromise obediently.

Although she was much taller now, it was difficult for her to hug him while sitting on his hands, and she felt very shy, but she still quietly reached out and hugged his neck, and put her face against his side face, with an unprecedented relaxed and soothing expression.

She even closed her eyes unconsciously in the heavy rain. No matter how strong the wind and rain were, or how bumpy the future was, at least now she still had someone she could trust completely and could boldly show her weakness... or act coquettishly as she pleased.

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When Ash gave up flying, walked down the hill quickly, and finally returned to the cabin, he opened the door, and the smell of food came from the house.

As soon as the hungry Ferren was put down, when he met Fulilian's surprised eyes, as if he wanted to hide his shame, although he was reluctant to part, he still hurriedly let go of him and jumped down his hand, and ran to the bathroom.

After taking a comfortable bath, the hungry girl ran to the dining table and ate heartily without caring about her ladylike image.

Fulilian, on the other hand, looked at Philen with one hand on her chin, and then looked at Ash who was about to take a shower, with a surprised look:

"... You are surprisingly good, you actually persuaded this child to come down."

"Is this my win?"

"Indeed... You really understand humans better than me."

"Look at what you said, if I am not as good as you, then am I not a fool?" Ash smiled and shook his head, then closed the bathroom door.

But when he came out, Philen had finished eating and even cleaned up the dishes, but she was lying on the table staring at him with a puffy face.

"... What is this?"

This attitude of turning her face and flipping a book made him look at Fulilian in confusion, but Fulilian shook her head and said nothing.

And Felene also lay on the table and muttered: "I thought it was Master Ash who cooked."

"Is it true that Fulilian's cooking is not delicious?"

"No! It's just..."

"What?"

"From the atmosphere, shouldn't Master Ash cook?"

"Don't be so greedy. Being content is the most important thing for a person." Facing the girl's dissatisfaction with the imperfection, Ash casually patted her head and pointed at Furlian who was still studying and deciphering the magic book, and said:

"I am already perfect enough. If I can also cook, what will happen to a person like Furlian who is full of flaws?"

"Hey, don't be so mean, right?" Furlian, who was innocently caught in the crossfire, glared at him, but he didn't care and continued to educate the child: "In short, it's probably like this. As a person, you have to learn to be content."

"... But, as expected, at this time, I still want to eat what Ash made."

"But life has to have regrets~"

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Ash and Fern were arguing, and the atmosphere was unexpectedly harmonious, which dispelled all the previous haze.

And Furlian, who was ignored at the side, always felt that she should ask him to apologize to her for his previous remarks. In addition... Was she suddenly redundant here?

And....it's better to ignore him and watch him die of old age? ——She couldn't help thinking so. After all, if she didn't do this, she might be so angry that she would shorten her life and die earlier than humans.

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Although she thought of ignoring Ash for a moment, after she got angry, Fulilian still complained and tried to speed up the interpretation of the magic book.

This scene also made Ash feel guilty about himself and Haita deceiving her, but he didn't understand...Fenren was still young and didn't understand, why Fulilian didn't find the problem after being deceived for several years.

If there is really a magic of immortality, can the sage still die? Does he want to live? Or does he think he has lived too long?

Even if he might be killed...but if he can live forever, other people will fight for this magic? Can it fall into Haita's hands? Or is Haita the only one who knows about this? How small is this possibility?

But thinking carefully, she still believed in the seduction technique that Volame had taught her on a whim... She still believed that it was very effective, and she didn't even notice the problem for a thousand years.

In this way, if she found any reason, she could probably deceive Fulilian for a thousand years, right? —— He couldn't help but want to try it out, how long would Fulilian's slowness take before she discovered her abnormality.

But as he waited curiously, time passed by little by little... Haita's life was also slowly fading away.

Similarly, Feren undoubtedly had a high talent for magic and had a very good teacher.

Therefore, one and a half years after Haita fell and could not walk, that is, in the sixth year of Fulilian's arrival here, she successfully penetrated the rock on the other side of the cliff at the age of fifteen.

And she ran back immediately to tell the old man who treated her like a grandfather, which made Haita laugh again.

And within a few days, Fulilian also successfully and thoroughly completed the deciphering of the magic book.

It's just...

"...There is no magic of immortality, no magic of resurrection of the dead, and even no method of prolonging life." Fulilian placed the deciphered magic book directly on Haita's bed sheet.

However, Haita was unexpectedly calm, and even looked like he had expected it. He casually sighed: "...Is that so? The reward for the deciphering is in the drawer of the table. Take it yourself."

"...You knew it a long time ago?"

"Because if there was, the sage would have used it himself, right?"

The response was too natural, which made Fulilian puzzled: "Then...why?"

"You can ask Ash about this."

"Ash?" Fulilian was stunned, but instantly thought of the scene 6 years ago, and frowned: "Could it be that - both of you are calculating against me?"

"Although the fact may be so, it's not good for the person who was deceived in this matter, right?" Ash, who was standing by the door, defended his behavior in advance: