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

"Why?"

"Because actually, Haita and I are almost the same age."

"...Are you kidding me?"

"Even older."

Facing the child who looked unconvinced, he directly brought up the reason he had given to Fulilian and the others before.

Of course, compared to any other reason, this can alleviate the harm to Philen to a greater extent...

Although he was not sure which would be more harmful, the excuse of his death or the direct disappearance due to various considerations.

But from the feeling, maybe this time they could reach an agreement and allow Philen to choose a more suitable family--Haita suddenly came out.

The old man, who didn't know what he was thinking, had a smile on his face and an ancient book in his hand: "If it's a matter of life span, don't worry about it."

"What do you mean?"

"This is the magic book of Evici, a sage in the mythological era, which records the lost magic of resurrection and immortality of the dead."

While saying these absurd remarks, Haita's face was full of seriousness.

"No, that kind of magic doesn't exist, right? You also know who my master is..."

"Even the great magicians of the mythical era would not really know all the magic, and this is also a magic book that has not been solved."

"...I feel like you are lying to me."

"Believe me for once, and if possible, I also want to live a little longer. Isn't this a win-win situation?"

Haita ignored the doubts and handed the magic book to the half-believing Ash with a smile.

Fearon, who originally felt cold hands and feet, and whose eyes were about to lose color and whose tears were about to stop, rekindled the light of hope in his eyes during this conversation.

She even smiled brightly for a moment, hugged Ash's waist from the side, as if she was the one who was immortal, and said excitedly:

"——Great! Master Ash! You can still live for a long time~a long time~! In this way...in this way we can be together forever~!"

"Yes...ah..."

Facing that innocent and sweet smile, feeling the small body hugging him tightly, and the slight trembling due to peace of mind, Ash really couldn't continue to deny and let this little hope go out again.

After all, even he couldn't bear to let this child who had just regained hope fall into a deeper hell again...and be tortured repeatedly.

This old guy, is he right? ! I...I will actually flip over here? ? ——He tried to force a smile, but in his heart he just wanted to punch that old guy.

Therefore, while stroking the little head of the girl in his arms, he glared at Haita and gritted his teeth and squeezed out a voice that seemed to be happy: "--To celebrate, let's drink your collection of wine today? You will definitely not refuse, right?!"

"Ah~ Of course, let's get drunk today!"

The imagined pain did not appear. Haita smiled with wrinkles all over his face and took the initiative to go back to the room to find the collection.

This made him feel like a punch on cotton.

He was so angry... I don't understand what this guy is thinking.

He actually calculated his friends for so many years just for a child he just met not long ago? Is it really a careless friendship?

And no matter how you look at it, this can only be regarded as a short-term compromise at most. From a long-term perspective, it is not rational at all, right?

Reason told him to tell the truth, but emotion prevented him from hurting her again. He held his child tightly in his arms, so at the end of this trouble...

"Ah..."

Forget it, let's take it one step at a time. If it doesn't work, I'll just take care of her in her old age. He held Philen at a 45-degree angle and looked up at the sky. He couldn't help but sighed as if he had accepted his fate.

The Buried Fulilian·Thousand Years Until Now: Chapter 75 Recording·Philen's Change·Visiting Elves

After being plotted by Haita, Ash also accepted his fate.

When Philen smiled and fell asleep happily in bed, he drank all night to vent his dissatisfaction.

But to his surprise... Haita, who had been a drunkard all his life, only poured him wine, and he didn't feel like drinking at all.

"What are you talking about? Are you reluctant to drink? Do you want to take all this as an apology?" He angrily slammed the wine glass on the table and glared at the smiling old man in front of him.

"How could that be? I really want to drink, but..." Haita did think about drinking with his friends at the end, so that he would not lose out no matter how he thought about it.

But now he licked the corner of his mouth, swallowed his saliva with all his strength, shook his head and refused: "After all, if you keep drinking at such an old age, you might die young."

"No... You are over 100 years old, and you still care about this? Even if you die now, you will definitely not die young." When Ash heard this, he felt that he was lying to himself again.

This made Haita smile bitterly: "In fact, just now, I decided to quit drinking."

"... Is it true? You never thought about quitting drinking after being advised so much before? You even said that it would be better to kill you than quit drinking? You even said that it doesn't matter if you are killed by the maze monster when you are drunk, as long as you drink the day before, there will be no regrets?"

"That was in the past. Now... maybe I'm old?" Haita picked up the wine glass, took a deep breath, and then sighed: "Indeed... I lied to you, I have to apologize to you for this."

"So? Punish yourself by quitting drinking? I don't think you will quit drinking because of this."

"Of course not."

"... In the end, you are still a wine and meat monk." He couldn't help but complain about the guy who was unwilling to pay this price and decisively denied it.

But Haita ignored him, just looking at the door of Philen's room not far away, and said slowly:

"... Maybe you are old, your heart is softer, you really want to have a child, and you are afraid of loneliness after retirement? Although you have only been here for half a year, now... that sensible and pitiful Philen is almost like a granddaughter in my eyes."

"... So you really want to be my son?"

"Don't interrupt when we are talking about serious things." Haita said, but showed a guilty expression and confessed:

"I know that the current decision is not very friendly to you... So I will try to live longer and help you during this period You take care of this child. "

"But will it really work if I quit drinking now?"

"Who knows, but if possible, I want to live until this child can take care of himself independently, so that you can be more relaxed later, and even if you say goodbye to Philen at that time, it will be easier for you, right?"

"....You have been a bishop for a long time, and your ability to lie with open eyes has improved again?" Upon hearing this, Ash just smacked his lips and shook his head and said, "We have been together for so long, how can I bear to abandon this child completely."

"-By the way, I have a gift." Haita avoided answering his question, and took out a magic tool from his pocket with a smile and handed it over.

"What is this....?"

"A magic tool that can record sound. I recorded the confession of the child. How about it? This is something worth remembering, right~?"

"This....hmm!"

He was silent for a moment, but still couldn't resist the temptation. He nodded and put the magic tool the size of a pocket watch into his arms.

Although he felt that he was being plotted, after all, if he heard this too many times, it would be difficult for him to tell Philen that he wanted to separate.

But if Philen heard it again when she grew up... Ash couldn't imagine how interesting it would be!

Even just thinking about that scene, he couldn't help but hope that time would pass faster, and reluctantly acquiesced to this plot.

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After deciding to settle down, Ash would still run to the north when he had nothing to do, but he stayed here most of the time.

After the two of them talked, the invisible gap gradually disappeared, and Philen became closer to him than before, but...

"Lord Ash, I think excessive drinking is not good. Lord Haita has already quit drinking. Please learn from Lord Haita as soon as possible!"

In the early morning, he was drinking and reading at the same time. Philen suddenly seemed a little angry, and after snatching the wine, she puffed up her pink cheeks at him.

"...Don't do that. This is a rare hobby for the elderly. What will you do if you take it away from me? And someone said that wine is the best of all medicines. It's not a bad idea to drink a little bit, right?" At the end of his words, Ash looked at Haita meaningfully, forcing Haita, who had said this, to nod.

This made Philen immediately show a surprised expression: "Is that so? Then... drink a little bit? Lord Haita, too, I hope you can stay healthy."

The little girl expressed her feelings frankly, which made Haita feel a little embarrassed in his moved state, but Ash was able to get his wine back.

And Philen saw that Haita didn't move, and obediently poured him a glass of wine, and handed it to him, which made Haita feel a little moved and hit his foot.

But now he could only resist the temptation, stood up and walked to the kitchen:

"--It's almost time to cook, Philen, let me teach you?"

"Cooking...? Okay! Please teach me! But let's drink this glass of wine first?"

"No, this..."

"What's wrong?"

"Uh... I..."

...........

Haita hesitated and didn't know how to refuse, and even looked at Ash for help, but...

Just like his previous actions, Ash completely ignored his gaze and crossed his legs and flipped through a book.

Such peaceful and tranquil days passed in a blink of an eye for a year and a half.

Philen was nine years old without knowing it, and he was much taller than before... Although he was still a child.

But one day when he was nine years old, Philen, who went out to pick mushrooms, came back early beyond the scheduled time.

Beside him, there was an elf girl with silver hair and long ears who stared at him blankly.

The Buried Fulilian: Thousand Years to the Present: Chapter 76 Shocking Fulilian X3 (3K)

While wandering in the Central Kingdoms, Fulilian happened to pass by the Holy City by chance, so she thought for a while and decided to visit her old friend.

Although she was not sure whether her friends, who should be more than 100 in number, were still alive.

However.... before she found her target, she unfortunately got lost in the forest in the suburbs.

She did not even think of using the magic of flying, but first met a child with a basket.

And when she said that she wanted to find Haita's home, the child who gave people a cold feeling unexpectedly said that he was a guest of her home, and even led her to the cabin in the woods.

But... before she saw Haita, she first saw a figure on the reclining chair in the yard, which made her miss him inexplicably even after more than 20 years.

This unexpected figure made her stunned in the place, staring at him blankly, and she could not react for a long time, and even had to doubt again whether she was attacked by the spirit.

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Sitting on the newly bought rocking chair, basking in the sun and reading a book, Ash heard footsteps and thought that Philen had returned.

This made him hide the wine behind him subconsciously without making a sound, but he couldn't help but be a little surprised when he looked up:

"What, Fulilian... It's really rare."

"Is this adult a friend of Lord Ash?"

Feren, who led the way, couldn't help but show a little curiosity when he heard this, but he noticed his abnormal behavior and frowned slightly and walked forward quickly.

Just like that, the little girl who usually had no expression on her face snatched the wine behind him, and said seriously with a stern face:

"Lord Haita said that no matter how good the things are, they can't be consumed in excess, at most one cup a day. You also promised me that you must work hard to live until you can interpret the magic book, and after I become an adult, right?"

"Uh, this..."

"Then? What is the relationship between this adult and Lord Ash?"

"Well, the situation is a little complicated and not easy to explain, but it's probably the friend you mentioned, right?"

Although he felt embarrassed to be lectured by a child in front of his friends, he still tried to put this depression behind him.

Ash stared at the long-lost elf "girl" and sat up from the recliner, raised his hand and greeted her with a smile:

"It's been a long time since we last met, Flillian, you look surprised to see me..."

"Ah, uh...?"

Flillian nodded blankly with a very strange expression, but because her brain was a little out of order, she couldn't speak properly, and even her mouth was wide open for a long time.

And in the process, she tilted her head unconsciously, and even the suitcase in her hand slipped to the ground unconsciously, but she didn't seem to notice it at all.

This funny look really made people laugh.

It also made Ash walk forward calmly, reach out and touch her soft chin, and just lift it up to help her close her mouth first, and put the other hand on her head, while stroking the familiar silver hair, and straightening her head.

He was clearly trying to help his long-lost friend, but Philen stared at him expressionlessly, his words revealing a hint of blame:

"Master Ash, what are you doing?"