Frilian: Starting by inheriting the title of the Southern Hero

Chapter 17 The Magic of Turning Everything into Gold, Mahat of the Golden Land

Sensing Serelle's unusual behavior, Lynn gave Kraft a wink.

In this world, although a powerful figure like Kraft is difficult to defeat by ordinary warriors or mages, he is still in great danger when facing certain conceptual magic.

For example, Yubel's slicing magic is something Lynn and Kraft wouldn't dare to directly confront.

Therefore, it is essential to prepare for a counterattack in advance.

The three of them had now crossed the desolate streets and arrived at the edge of the forest on the west side of the town.

In the forest, a strong surge of magical energy instantly put Lynn on alert.

It seems there must be something extraordinary in the forest.

"Lord Serel."

Lynn suddenly spoke up, "I have a question."

"Please speak."

Serelle turned around, still smiling.

"I've heard that when a demon dies, its body turns into black magical particles and dissipates."

As Lynn spoke, he moved closer to her. "Is it true?"

"That's common sense."

Serelle's smile froze for a moment, and she quietly took a half step back. "Why are you suddenly asking this?"

"It's nothing."

Lynn shrugged. "I just think this way of dying is pretty environmentally friendly; you don't have to worry about nobody collecting the body."

Before he finished speaking, his sword flashed like a dragon.

Clang!

A flash of silver light appeared in the wind.

Serelle felt a cool sensation by her ear as a strand of long hair slowly drifted down.

Before the hair even hit the ground, the strands disintegrated into countless black specks of light, which gradually dissipated.

Serelle touched her ear, watching the black spots disappear, and the smile on her face slowly faded.

"oops."

Lynn twirled his sword, feigning surprise at the scene. "It seems the legend is true. Lady Celeste, your hair... how did it turn into particles?"

"There was definitely a problem."

Kraft clenched his fists together, his face remaining completely expressionless.

"What cunning humans."

Serelle stopped pretending, her once delicate face became ferocious, her mouth split open to her ears, revealing a mouthful of serrated teeth.

She is a demon skilled in sleeping magic and disguise magic—the Nightmare Demoness.

"I dare not bear the word 'cunning' in front of you."

Lynn pointed his sword at the ground. "You have two choices: either lift the curse or be killed by me."

"Oh? So you mean you'll let me go as long as I lift the curse?"

"I will let you go."

Lynn nodded.

"And what about him?"

Nightmare Fairy looked at Kraft.

"He'll beat you to death."

As soon as Lynn finished speaking, Kraft swiftly flashed behind the Enchantress and unleashed a simple, unadorned punch.

boom!

The punch landed solidly on Nightmare Demoness's back, the sound of her spine breaking crisp and pleasant.

Nightmare Fairy screamed and fell forward, crashing right into Lynn's sword.

puff.

The head flew off, blood gushing out, and before it even hit the ground, it turned into a cloud of black ash.

"It has to be said that the demons nowadays are indeed very difficult to distinguish after using disguise magic."

Lynn sheathed his sword, looking at the pile of disappearing ashes with a worried expression.

It's unknown how many people this demon race has killed using such deception.

"let's go."

Kraft dusted himself off. "The source is out, the people in town should be waking up soon."

"Wait, if this demon is trying to lure us into the forest, then there should be even more powerful demons or monsters in the forest."

Lynn said, "If this isn't resolved, someone might get killed in the future."

"Then let's deal with it all at once."

After Kraft agreed, he and Lynn entered the forest.

Then came the sounds of fighting.

Half an hour later, the two emerged from the forest, their clothes slightly dirty.

……

It was noon when we got back to the hotel.

When we arrived at Ellie's room, the girl was still lying on the bed in a "spread-eagle" position, snoring loudly.

The curse has been lifted, but this guy is really sleeping.

Lynn walked over, took a deep breath, and yelled into her ear, "Dinner's ready!"

"I want to eat! I want to eat!"

Ellie launched herself forward instantly, but missed a step and rolled to the ground along with the blanket.

"Ouch……"

She rubbed her sore bottom, opened her eyes groggily, and saw Lynn and Kraft looking down at her.

Good afternoon, Captain.

Lynn said expressionlessly, "The sun is shining brightly on my head."

Ellie froze for two seconds, then immediately grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around herself, exclaiming, "How could you just barge into a lady's room?!"

"Alright, let's go."

Lynn patted Kraft on the shoulder. "Kraft, let's go down for dinner."

Upon hearing the word "food," Ellie's anger vanished instantly, and she hurriedly began to put on her coat.

……

After Lynn and his two companions had eaten and drunk their fill, they began to discuss their next route.

Ellie lay on the table and said, "Where do we go next? How about Alzen? I've been asking around about the Crimson Dragon's whereabouts, and someone said they saw it heading towards Alzen."

Kraft looked at Lynn, as if asking a question.

Lynn unfolded a slightly worn map and pointed to a border area of ​​the northern plateau, marked with a circle and the words "Viyze" written next to it.

The next statue of Nan Yong will be located in a village that was swallowed up by the Golden Township.

"Let's go here, to the fortified city of Viize, or perhaps it would be more fitting to call it the Golden City."

"Golden Land?"

Kraft leaned closer for a look. "Not a bad name."

Ellie jumped between the two and asked curiously, "Golden Land? That sounds like a very wealthy place! Are there gold coins everywhere? Can we just pick them up?"

"If you want to become a pure gold statue, you can give it a try."

Lynn became serious. "Viize is a tragic city. Fifty years ago, Mahat, one of the Seven Sages of the Fallen, used the magic of turning everything into gold to transform the entire city into gold. Everyone and every building was affected. Even now, Mahat is still trapped in a barrier set up by the Continental Magic Association."

Ellie shrank back and forced a dry laugh, "Well, forget it then. I may love money, but I love my life even more."

"Kraft, are you coming with me? I remember your next stop is the Earl of Regentius's estate."

Lynn looked at the elven monk, "Veize is to the east, you'll have to take a detour."

"Let's take the detour then."

Kraft laughed heartily, "Leaving two brats in a place like that, I'm afraid the goddess will scold me in heaven."

"Let's go then."

Lynn was the first to step out and leave the hotel.

The three rented a horse-drawn carriage, driven by a farmer in his sixties who, surprisingly, was one of the survivors of the Golden Country. Upon hearing that they were going in the direction of Viez, the driver's hands trembled so much that he could not hold the reins.

Lynn promised to pay three times the price before the farmer reluctantly agreed to deliver the goods to a place ten kilometers away from Vieize.

The carriage bumped along the way.

Ellie fell asleep as soon as she got on the bus, her head resting on her backpack, a trace of tears still clinging to the corner of her mouth.

"Lynn, why do you insist on going to Viize?"

Kraft, sitting opposite Lynn, asked in a low voice.

"What I need is there."

How much do you know about gold plating?

"As far as I know, Mahat's magic of turning everything into gold is more like a curse, and the strongest kind of curse at that. Even a level one mage will be instantly turned into gold if they get close to it."

"That sounds dangerous."

Kraft frowned, a rare occurrence for him.

"However, it won't be long before someone removes the gold from there."

Lynn laughed.

"Who?"

Kraft was curious.

"You've met this person before; she's an elf, just like you."

"Frilian?"

Kraft had guessed as much, but immediately asked, "I don't recall ever mentioning to you that I've met Frillie."

"But I've heard Frilian mention you, and I've even seen your statue."

Lynn said.

"I see."

Kraft head.

The carriage traveled for two days, and the closer they got to Vieize, the fewer villages there were.

On the evening of the third day, the carriage stopped on a desolate hillside.

"Sir, we cannot go any further."

The farmer pointed to a shimmering golden hue on the distant horizon, "If I go any further, I won't be able to come back."

"Okay, that's all for now."

Lynn jumped out of the car, and Kraft pulled Allie, who was still snoring, out of the car.

Thanks.

As Lynn spoke, he took out a gold coin and handed it over.

After receiving the gold coins, the farmer turned the cart around, whipped the horses wildly, and fled as if his life depended on it.

As the sun sets, the magnificent city reflects a dazzling golden light, like a treasure left behind by the gods.

"It's really beautiful."

Kraft couldn't help but admire.

Ellie rubbed her eyes, looking groggily into the distance, and asked in confusion, "What are you looking at? There's nothing there."

Because the barrier was enchanted with a cognitive impairment spell, it was difficult for someone like Ellie, who had no magic, to perceive it.

"That's Vieize."

Lynn's tone was heavy. "Golden Land."