This made Philen unconsciously glance at the two of them: "Heartless...? Indeed, Lady Fulilian is a little cold, but Lord Ash... well, he is also very heartless."

"Why? I should be better than Fulilian, right?" Ash had just shown some dissatisfaction, and Philen had already raised his eyes and glared at him: "... Don't you usually run the apple orchard? By the way, when are you going to leave?"

"Well... I've been running it well recently, so it's not a big problem..."

"Then I'll leave the vanguard to you, okay?"

"Probably... should I say no problem, or yes..." He was not sure if he had any urgent matters later, so he nodded vaguely and immediately Then he looked at Fulilian again: "With your level, it seems that the vanguard is not so important, right?"

"Not really. If you encounter a dragon with high magic resistance, it is still quite dangerous."

"Don't think I will believe you and be willing to be a vanguard. What is the actual situation?"

"... It can be solved by a few more times, but if possible, it is better to hope that there are warriors like Aize or you, especially Aize, who will be fine even if bitten by a poisonous snake or injured by a poisonous arrow. It is really convenient. After all, we don't have monks here, and it is best for warriors to solve these problems by themselves."

Fulilian calmly described her overly demanding requirements... Of course, that was simply her ideal level, and it was difficult to achieve it in reality.

After hearing this condition, Aize closed his eyes and shook his head: "Now I am old, I can't do what you ask."

"Didn't you rely on willpower to get through it before? Willpower will also weaken with age?"

"... Willpower will not change, but the actual body is not good, and willpower is not really useful." Her strange expectations for herself made Aize look particularly distressed.

"Huh? No?"

"....I just said that before, but you actually believed it?"

"Because...normal warriors definitely can't do it, right?" The truth after many years made Fulilian stunned.

This look that he had never doubted made Aize feel a slight pain in his conscience, and he was even more annoyed by these magicians who didn't understand the suffering of warriors. He couldn't help but say:

"I always feel sorry, but...if you want to fulfill my last wish, it's too early; besides, my body is no longer the same as when I was young. I said this when I rejected you thirty years ago. Really...give up."

"Wait a minute." Ash couldn't help but interrupt when he heard this: "In fact, Xinmei has only been dead for more than 20 years, not yet 30 years. You two have remembered it wrong."

"...That kind of thing is not important at all, but whether it is more than 20 years or 30 years, it is quite a long time for humans."

Aize looked at him and glanced at Fulilian again. This seemed to have a hint.

But if she didn't explain it clearly, Fulilian, who always found it difficult to understand the deep meaning, didn't hear anything, but just nodded thoughtfully: "Indeed, no wonder Haita said we were ruthless just because we haven't contacted for decades."

"...From your tone, you still don't feel any reflection."

Aize saw that she didn't understand the deep meaning, but didn't plan to say more. He just followed the topic and shook his head and walked towards the cave next to him, without turning his head back: "Anyway, come in first, I will still prepare tea and other things for you."

"Since you said so, I won't be polite~" Ash followed happily and walked in.

But when Aize heard this, he looked back in confusion: "....Did you show any courtesy last time you came?"

"Look at what you said, do you have anything here that can make me polite?"

"...Bread? Bacon?" Aize was silent for a long time before listing the only two things that might be of some value.

"I really don't mean to say anything to you. There is wine in the sea tower. You are a dwarf, so you should at least drink some wine. Even if you don't drink, I want to drink too."

"....You have been prejudiced against dwarves for so many years. Don't you plan to change it? Most dwarves really don't drink."

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The two of them argued while entering the cave, making Philen's expression strange when she heard the conversation.

Only Fulilian followed her into the cave as if she was used to it.

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On the eve of entering the cave, Philen couldn't help but have some complaints about Ash's remarks, thinking that even the frank remarks between close friends were a little harsh.

But when she actually walked in, she found that although Ash was not polite, he did not say anything too much.

Because the cave was completely primitive.

The surrounding area is an overly exposed rock wall. Several small holes dug in the middle cleverly house flickering oil lamps, adding a touch of warm light to the dark space. There are also some daily necessities.

But most of the sundries inside are just handmade earthenware.

The furniture is obviously also made by himself. The dining table and the wardrobe are all made of local materials and spliced ​​together at random.

The workmanship... can only be said to be so-so. I'm afraid no one will want it if I sell it. Maybe if I go to the roadside and pick up what others have discarded, it may be better than what I put together here... At least it should be finished to avoid thorns.

If I have to describe it, from Ash's point of view, the overall structure is like the temporary shelter dug in the cave in the short video of his wife kicking him out of the house... The only difference is that others are digging the soil, Ai Ze digs rocks.

When Aize went to pour tea, Feilun, who met a dwarf for the first time, couldn't help but be curious, and asked in a low voice: "...Master Ash, do dwarves like the original style?"

"Who knows? That's probably it. After all, this guy wants to make money. Even if his body is no longer at its peak, most warriors are definitely no match for him."

"....You are talking as if I would go and rob." Hearing his words, Aize shook his head as he walked over. While he was still passing the teacups one by one, he couldn't help but said: "Speaking of which, just now Listen to the child...you also run an apple orchard?"

"Yeah, I'm actually still a farmer."

"...I almost forgot that you also have a lot of agricultural magic." Ai Ze stared at the tea leaves in the water cup and said softly: "But how can I put it...it doesn't match you."

"Actually, I often farm."

"I can't imagine it."

"My dream is to run a big wheat field."

"....Isn't it an apple orchard?" Ai Ze raised his eyes funny: "And this dream just came to mind, right?"

"Have you been discovered? Oh~ I'm really embarrassed~"

"If you are embarrassed, I really want to see what it's like." He was obviously pretending to be shy, which made Ai Ze sigh. Then he looked at Fulilian, who was drinking tea silently, and said calmly. :

"Fulillian, as I said just now... If you are like Haita, you want to die for me or something like that, it's too early."

"....One of you is indifferent and the other is dull, but you have really maintained a serious exchange of letters." Fulilian chuckled with a trace of nostalgia and tilted her head slightly: "But you don't have anything to need from us. Are you here to help? It just so happens that Ash and I are both here. You always have something that is inconvenient for you as a warrior, right?"

"...Then, I want to see the notes of the great magician Volame."

"Framey's notes?"

"Remember it's nearby, in the Faro Basin." Aize said slowly: "If possible, I hope you can help me find it."

Just after he finished speaking, Fulian showed a nostalgic look. Ash seemed to have thought of something. After rummaging for a while, he threw a book on the table with a "pop!":

"Here, you want the Volamei notes in the Faro Basin."

This caused the three of them to fall into a sluggish state almost at the same time, and even the air seemed to solidify at this moment.

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When the books were casually thrown on the table, the scene fell into dead silence, and everyone could not recover for a long time.

After a while, Ai Ze slowly spoke in astonishment: "...is this?"

"You should be some time away from old age, are you going to suffer from Alzheimer's disease so soon? This is what you just said, the Volamei Notes in the Faro Basin."

"....No, why is it in your hands?"

"Looking for it on a whim?"

"But, Haita and I checked many classics before..."

"If you want to ask why I can find it so easily... of course it's because I was at the scene when Volamei hid. Otherwise, how could I find it?"

Facing the rarely moved Ai Ze, Ya Xiu spoke very casually.

But as soon as these words were spoken, Feilun showed an expression of disbelief, even more exaggerated than Aize:

"The great magician Volame...is that the ancestor of human magic, right?! Lord Ash, what on earth are you..."

"Eh? Didn't I tell you? In fact, Volamei is my senior sister. Although she is considered my master to a certain extent, she is senior sister by seniority."

"——Never heard of it!!"

This shocking secret was suddenly revealed in a way that she had not expected at all, making Fearon's eyes widen. Looking at Ash, it was as if he had seen something incredible.

Her breathing became rapid and shallow, and her chest heaved violently. She shook her hands in mid-air, and finally slammed them on the table, as if they were squeezed out from between her teeth, and made a low, powerful scolding sound:

"——What else do you have that you haven't said? What you didn't say last time... Now please make it clear all at once!"

"Actually, Fulian is my nephew? Did I tell you this?"

"No! By the way, how old are you?! And do you and Ms. Fulilian know each other like that?!"

"Actually, Fulian and I are not the same..."

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Faced with the girl's accusation, he was forced to reveal the excuse he had used against Fulilian.

Fearon was dubious when he heard it, but... he probably still believed in the theory that he was accidentally sealed.

The two people next to them had completely different attitudes. Aize had not yet recovered from his dumbfounded look, but Fulian had an attitude of not caring about the matter and casually started browsing the books he took out.

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Although Ya Xiu casually threw away the old friend's note that he and Haita had been looking for for a long time, there was really too much to complain about.

But when he noticed that Fulilian had already flipped through the book, Aize temporarily put aside his shock and asked:

"Is there any conversation with the deceased on it?"

"Yes, there is... It is said that at the end of the north of the continent, we have reached a place called heaven, the place where the soul rests, the place where the soul rests..." Fulilian flipped through the book while reading. Said: "She also had conversations with her past comrades, which is what the book said."

"Is it true?"

"...Who knows, he is a very casual guy after all." Fulilian's expression was a little subtle, but Ash added casually while avoiding Fearon's accusation:

"The actual possibility of wanting Fulian to conquer the Demon King is higher. After all, haven't you been there before, and you still need to ask this now?"

"Well..." Ai Ze was speechless upon hearing this, and after a while he murmured: "I haven't looked at it carefully... It seems that there is only Demon King's City... but in fact, maybe we can investigate it carefully. ....”

"When she wrote this book, Volame was only in her thirties or forties. She should have been in her twenties earlier, far from reaching her peak as a magician. Even at her peak, she could not defeat the Demon King. How to seriously explore the core hinterland of the demon clan when you are young? "

"....Maybe there is some special method?"

"Who knows, but rather than this... you want to talk to the dead?"

Asher didn't comment much on this speculation, but with an ambiguous smile, he murmured the content and looked at the lonely dwarf curiously.

"Actually... before you appeared, when we went on adventures with us, Fulian seemed to be a little depressed all the time, and she looked very sorry for something." Aize looked hesitantly at Fulilian, who was holding a book in her hand. , making a sigh-like sound:

"We heard that her friend from long ago died, so from that time on, Haita and I thought that if there was a chance... we wanted to give her a chance to say goodbye to her past friends. After all, the lifespan of elves is It’s too long, everyone will die suddenly, right? Even if it doesn’t work this time, there will be another chance in the future.”

"Is that so? But...how many times have I died?" Compared to the considerateness of these two people, Ash couldn't help but feel depressed. He seemed to have been treated as an idiot by Fulilian countless times. Dead person.

Fulilian did not intend to comfort her. She closed the book and raised her eyes to look at him. She said without mercy: "...To be honest, even I am a little tired of you jumping back and forth between life and death like this. Can you hurry up?" Decided?"

"....Don't be so unreasonable, okay? Do you think I like to be treated like someone who is about to die?"

"Stop arguing. Since I'm not dead yet, let's forget it..." Thinking about the situation in Demon King's City, Ai Ze hesitated and shook his head and sighed: "When will the next time really be? , If you want to see the deceased, you can try your luck and avoid any regrets. "

"Compared to this kind of thing, Aize, I feel like there are more dangerous things in the north." Regarding the fantasy of talking to the dead, Fulilian frowned and spoke with an unconcealed solemnity. , the corrupt sage that worries her the most during this period, and the possible mastermind behind it.

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The distressing news was mentioned again, and the atmosphere in the cave became dull.

After a long time, Ai Ze was silent and said:

"...Sure enough, you still have to go to the north, even if it's not for the illusory place where souls rest."

"Well...it is indeed necessary to go to the north to investigate."

"However, it is really dangerous to go deep into the hinterland of the demon clan. If possible, it would be better to let the two major powers in the north investigate." Aize stroked his beard and gave the safest opinion:

"It's hard to tell about the emperor's situation, but the three generations of the Kingdom of Esther have been world-famous virtuous kings. I will definitely listen to your opinion as the person who once saved the world."

"The king of the Kingdom of Esther? Well, he is really awesome." Just mentioning the three generations of kings, even Frilian couldn't help but admire:

"How on earth did they teach that three generations of kings are the only one in a million who can enable a country to continuously improve its national policies, continue to grow and develop, and thoroughly implement the will of its ancestors in the past hundred years?" I really want to take a look if I get the chance.”

There are kings in various countries who are not greedy for pleasure and are diligent in political affairs. They can thoroughly implement their policies and increase their national power the fastest in the world. They can be regarded as famous figures in history.

There are three such kings in a country who are extremely far-sighted and talented. This is a situation that Fulian has not seen even if she has been alive for so many years.

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