I asked you to draw what you like, but you drew the funeral of Fulilian

A human magician with black hair appeared between Celia and Mahat.

The black-haired human magician looked at Mahat in the sky.

Mahat was immediately surrounded by a square magic, which sealed him in all directions.

At this moment, Mahat looked at Celia on the ground: "It seems that someone is getting in the way."

Celia's eyes were dull, "Is that so?"

The black-haired human magician stood in front of Celia, holding a long staff in his hand.

He stared at Mahat in the air in front of him, who was restrained by his magic.

Behind Celia, there was another long-haired magician.

"Leernen, I can't hold on for too long." The black-haired human magician said.

"Well, you've done a good job." The still very young Leernen said.

Celia turned back unhappily and said to Leernen, "Stupid disciples, don't come here to get in the way."

"I clearly told you to stay where you are."

"Master." Leernen said.

"If you kill Mahat, the magic of turning everything into gold will be lost."

Hearing this, Celia didn't care, "So what?"

Leernen said to Celia from the back, "This means that we will forever lose the opportunity to liberate the city of Viize from the golden phase."

"Leernen." Celia said.

"If I don't kill Mahat here, then Viize will not be the only victim next."

Celia's tone was a little heavy: "If this guy really means that, I'm afraid the entire northern plateau will be turned into gold by him."

"I can't sit idly by."

[Master has thought about killing Mahat directly to prevent other places from turning into gold. Since there is no way to rescue the golden city Viize, then other places should be left alone. 】

At this time.

Mahat had already figured out how to break it, and he stretched out his hand to crack the magic that sealed him in front of him.

Sweat ran down the face of the black-haired magician, and he could not hold on any longer.

Leernen said to Celia: "Mahat will be sealed by first-level magicians."

"Whether it is decades or hundreds of years, the seal will continue."

"Until we find a way to restore the Golden City."

Celia heard her disciple, Leernen, say this: "The possibility is too small."

"This place can no longer be changed back to the way it was before."

Hearing Celia's judgment, Leernen still wanted to seize the opportunity: "Master..."

Celia turned around and left: "....... What a bummer."

"Do whatever you want."

Celia gave up on a 'hearty' life-and-death duel with Mahat.

Leernen bowed in the direction Celia left, "......Thank you very much."

Then.

Led by Leernen, six first-level magicians joined forces.

Mahat was sealed in Weizer, which had become the Golden City.

After Mahat broke the seal that sealed his magic, he found a barrier sealed on his head.

It could no longer leave the barrier.

......

In the wooden house.

Fulilian held Duncan's hand, and the light of magic emanated around them.

They worked together to complete the analysis of Mahat's huge memory.

"......Thank you, Fulilian."

Duncan spoke and said to Fulilian: "Thanks to you, I can successfully analyze Mahat's memory."

Flilian didn't speak, her eyes were a little dull.

It looked like she was in a daze.

[What happened to Fuli? Too tired?]

Flilian's figure fell straight back, and Philen saw this and quickly supported Fulilian.

"......Lady Flillian?"

Seeing this, Hugh Tark also felt that Flillian seemed to be a bit off: "She looks a bit absent-minded."

Flillian said to Philen and Hugh Tark somewhat woodenly: "......I am analyzing the deeper part of this memory......"

"......The body's processing power is used to operate the simulation resources......."

[Ah, still analyzing the memory? ]

[Are there any unknown secrets in the deeper part of Mahat's memory......]

Flillian squinted her eyes and seemed to be about to fall asleep: "......I can't move normally in this state......"

"......Philen, remember to feed me......."

Seeing Flillian in this state, Philen was a little dazed: "Eh......."

Flillian's eyes could no longer be opened, and she said intermittently: "......I still needHelp me change clothes, take a shower, braid my hair...”

“That’s just like usual—” Philen hadn’t finished her words.

He saw Fulilian go from a drowsy state to a dormant state.

“...? !”

Flilian fell asleep directly.

“...” Philen looked to the side, she seemed to feel something different.

Seeing Philen’s appearance, Hugh Tark asked: “Firen, what’s wrong?”

Flilian was already sleeping soundly.

Sweat oozed from Philen’s face, “For a moment, I felt a very strong magic power.”

At this moment.

At the edge of the barrier of the Golden Country, a girl’s figure stood outside the barrier.

The demon girl, Solityl, looked forward: “Next, let’s start the analysis of the Golden Country’s barrier. ”

At this moment.

[Ah, what should I do? Fufu has fallen into a coma and is completely unable to move on her own. There is also a demon outside who is probably here to rescue Mahat.]

[Will she be able to successfully analyze the Golden Country barrier?]

[Both teams start competing! Let's see who can win in terms of speed~]

[It's very complicated. If Mahat understands humans, does he also understand "malice" and guilt? If he understands, Mahat will die. How can he restore the Golden Country?]

Outside the wooden house.

Duncan was guarding the iron pot on the flame, where food was cooking.

Phelan took care of Fulilian, who had become a "corpse". Fulilian was sleeping very soundly.

Shuttark was sitting aside, watching this scene.

"You said that you detected a strong magic power around the Golden Country..." Duncan stirred the food in the pot with a spoon.

Phelan looked aside, "Yes. ”

“The magic power disappeared in an instant. Maybe I was wrong…”

The magic power lasted too short a time.

Even Philen doubted his own judgment.

[Fei Lun, you didn’t see it wrong!]

“We are very close to the Golden Country now.” Duncan said.

“The “curse” that cannot be recognized as magic often affects the accuracy of magic detection.”

Duncan put the food in the pot into a bowl, “For example, I would not be able to find out the source of magic you mentioned.”

[Ah, I am so anxious. Just because you can’t detect it, Duncan, doesn’t mean Philen can’t detect it.]

[The demon girl has already started to analyze the barrier of the Golden Country, and Fu Fu is still sleeping here. I am so anxious.]

Duncan handed the bowl to Philen, “But I am not an old fool who over-trusts my own power.”

“It is always better to be careful in everything.”

Philen took the bowl from Duncan.