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

The next day, the heavy snow had stopped.

After a worried Zain said goodbye to everyone briefly, he embarked on a different path.

It was just the strange expression before leaving that made Fren inexplicably worried. He looked at the receding back unconsciously and tugged at Ash's sleeve:

"Lord Zain's expression is so strange, but he said he was fine? .... Is he really fine?"

"He is a monk himself, and he is the best at curing diseases and saving people. It's strange that you are worried about his health, right? I think he should have something on his mind...? But I remember that he was fine when he left the tavern last night."

"Ah~ I saw that uncle go to the bookstore. He should have chatted with Fulilian for a while. When he came back, his expression was very strange." Yubel turned his head and looked at Fulilian with a nostalgic smile.

Suddenly being the focus of everyone's attention, Fulilian crossed her arms and touched her chin, mumbling: "Yesterday... he felt that it was pitiful that Philen didn't have pockets, so he kept hinting that he wanted me to buy Philen a skirt with pockets."

"What is this? Is that uncle so thoughtful?" Yubel was surprised, and he looked at Zain, who was obsessed with big sisters, with a new look.

Fulilian was even more distressed: "I didn't expect that he would care about this kind of thing to this extent. Sure enough, I should have been more certain last night and promised him?"

"...Is it pitiful to have no pockets?" Philen looked down blankly, looking at her skirt, but shook her head vigorously to refuse: "I don't care...No, it's better to say it's better this way."

"This is...stubbornness in aesthetics and some strange directions, right?" Fulilian pondered for a long time, and suddenly realized:

"Come to think about it, Zain's pursuit of big sisters is so strange that even big sisters like me don't approve of it, so now he should be stubbornly thinking that girls must have a skirt with pockets?"

"That uncle is so nosy?" Yubel heard this speculation, but his face was unhappy.

And the three girls continued to discuss like this, so that Ash couldn't get a word in.

Zain, who hadn't walked far, heard it clearly. They discussed without concealment... and almost stumbled and fell into the snow.

After all, he could never have thought that the conversation last night would lead to such a conclusion? He really felt that his reputation was unknowingly harmed by Fulilian, which was worse than Ash's.

But now it felt strange to look back. He could only look back with tears in his eyes, glared at Ash, who he thought was the culprit and caused Fulilian to become strange, and then quickened his pace to escape from this place of trouble.

Now he has made up his mind to wait until Fulilian understands more things and matures a little bit, and then explain it to them clearly, which will definitely be easier to explain.

But standing there, Ash felt innocent for being glared at for no reason, because he should really have said nothing... Why would he be hated?

"It's hard to guess the mind of a girl, but now even the mind of an uncle has become hard to guess? Or... Zain has a delicate mind like a girl?"

Ash was glared at for no reason, and he was even more puzzled.

But in fact, he was fine. The one who felt the most puzzled in the team was Yubel.

After a winter, she tried her best to understand these three people, but for some reason... these three people are obviously very strong, but they just can't produce any powerful magic through resonance.

Ash said nothing, and Fulilian told her frankly that she knew too many magics, and there was nothing she was best at or special. Fern also said that there was no special magic, and the best magic was... ordinary attack magic.

This made her really confused whether the two were lying to her, but it didn't feel like a lie, but they were obviously very strong, right?

Of course, it would not be right to say that there was no result during this period, because after working hard to resonate during this period, Yubel gradually found that... she had not made any progress in other aspects, but her magic convergence was getting better and better?

In this team, she was often teased by Ash, but in return, she also got... strong and effective magic convergence. Is it worth it?

"... Although it seems that there is no magic shaking, why should I converge my magic if I am fine?"

When everyone set out on the journey again, Yubel, who was walking at the end, muttered to himself, and he was a little doubtful about his talent.

But she had spent so much time, and she couldn't bear to give up now. She could only sigh and catch up with the others.

...............................

The cold wave had receded, and the blizzard was gone.

After Zain, the four of them also set out on their journey again.

But the land in the north was unexpectedly cold, and the wind and snow were always drifting.

In the middle of the night in the snow... Philen, who had just taken a bath with hot water deep in the cave, slept in the next day like Fulilian.

"No... something seems wrong?"

Looking at the girl wrapped in the sheets with an abnormally red face and an inexplicable breath, he quickly realized that something was wrong after going outside to get some new firewood.

He didn't think much about it, so he stretched out his hand and put it on Philen's face to test it.

"~~!!"

As if being electrocuted, Feilun's body trembled momentarily, and his consciousness was forcibly awakened. He opened his sleepy eyes and looked at him resentfully, and made a weak voice of reproach: "Master Ash... are you here?" do what?"

"Want to check your temperature..."

"...with such cold hands?"

"It was my mistake....I'm sorry."

While apologizing, he put his hand on the faces of Yubel and Frilian.

"——?!" Yubel was so cold that he opened his eyes and glared with hatred: "What are you doing?"

"Don't...don't be like this~~um..."

Compared to Yubel, Fulian was surprisingly docile. She just made a soft complaint, shook her head like a caterpillar, and shrank her face directly into the quilt.

The two completely different reactions made Ash look at Yubel who had woken up:

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to see who I could wake up first..."

"Are you really apologizing??" Yubel had never heard an apology that lacked such sincerity.

"Um...sorry."

"....Then? What do you want to do?"

Although he still felt a lack of sincerity, he didn't have much expectations for this guy Yubel. He just stood up and looked at him with one hand on his chin, showing an impatient urging expression.

"Phelan is probably sick. Take a look. My hands are a bit too cold to test."

"Seriously...isn't your differential treatment a bit too serious?"

"As an apology, how about we have a nice chat when we get to Magic City...?"

"This is good~ That's it."

Although the reward was just chatting, Yubel immediately turned from anger to happiness - after all, she only followed this team to chat.

And what needed to be done was very simple. She just stretched out her non-cold hand and tested it on Feilun's head. She completed her work and muttered:

"Hmm~ Do you have a fever?"

"...Sure enough, but is it just a cold or something?"

"How do I know this?" Yubel helplessly spread his hands; this left him with no choice but to reach out...

"Wait a minute—! I'm already awake!"

His hand would touch Fulilian's face, and Fulilian suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed his sinful ice hand.

Although she was a little unhappy to be woken up so early in the morning, but... after hearing the conversation between the two in her sleepy state, Fulian was actually a little worried about Philon, and she never fell asleep.

This time he sighed and was forced to get up from the not-so-warm bed. He also picked up the sacred book that he had used to place the pot last night and used simple goddess magic to diagnose Feilun's condition.

"....It's really just a common cold, but you have to move to a warm place, otherwise the symptoms will get worse and you'll have to take some medicine..."

The goddess's magic cannot cure diseases, it can only diagnose. However, Fulilian seemed to remember something as she spoke. She turned to look at Ash with a nostalgic expression: "Speaking of which, I seemed to have been sick here before. At that time It’s you who takes care of me.”

"Hmm... It seems so."

"I remember that time, I obviously caught a cold accidentally near here, and then... I woke up in a daze and arrived at the Magic City."

"...."

"But how did I get to the Magic City?"

When he fell silent for some reason, Fulian couldn't help but ask about the unsolved mystery that had been bothering her for a long time.

This also made Ya Xiu unconsciously think of the dusty past.

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About 80 years ago.

Facing Fulian who suddenly had a cold and fever, the brave team was helpless.

After all, no matter how much Haita is favored by the goddess, healing magic cannot cure the disease.

Everyone was unfamiliar with this area, which led them to discuss whether it would be more appropriate to find a place to warm up first and then slowly search for the medicine, or to carry her on her back for a distance and go to the Magic City to find the medicine.

Although it is not appropriate to march with a feverish patient, what should I do if there are no medicines and no residents nearby? Doesn't that mean you're done?

Just when everyone was worried and had not yet come to a suitable conclusion, Ash had silently stretched out his hand and hugged Fulilian who was curled up in the portable quilt.

"Ash...you...is this...?" Fulilian opened her eyes weakly and wanted to say something, but was comforted by him softly: "It's okay, just close it first. Give your eyes a rest and you'll be fine soon."

"....??"

Frilian didn't quite understand what he wanted to do, but she still closed her eyes obediently based on her trust in him, and then...

Under everyone's surprised gazes, the defenseless girl in his arms was quickly turned to stone without paying attention, and in the blink of an eye - she became a stone statue.

Simmel seemed to be petrified and could hardly speak for a moment; even the taciturn Aize was so shocked that his head was buzzing.

"You, what are you...?" Haita was stunned.

Their strange reactions made Ash couldn't help but complain:

"What's your reaction? Since the situation is uncertain, why not just take the safest approach? Now that Fulilian won't feel uncomfortable, we can go to the city to find medicine directly. Isn't it the most convenient and effective?"

"It's convenient, but there are also some problems with this, right?" Xin Meier held his forehead with one hand, trying to hide his headache.

"After all, although it's almost there, it will take at least a few days to get to the magic city, right? Carrying a stone statue should be much slower." Haita's expression looked very strange.

Yash retorted with reason: "If it's full speed, it will take about half a day."

"——That's a warrior like you or Azer, right?! A monk like me can't get there in half a day! After all, I have to carry a stone statue, isn't this..."

"Look."

Before Haita finished speaking, Ash threw his hands and used magic to make Fulilian float in the air, and then pushed Fulilian in the air with one hand and rushed out of the cave quickly.

Seeing this scene, everyone could probably guess what method he wanted to use to transport it, but their expressions were weirder than each other...

But from a rational point of view, this is indeed the safest way, and the way that can best reduce Fulilian's pain... It's just a little bit ugly, and a little bit of not treating people as human beings.

But since the petrification has already been petrified, everyone turned their backs silently, neither objecting nor agreeing.

With this tacit consent, Ash pushed the suspended Fulilian out quickly, and disappeared from everyone's sight in a blink of an eye.

But they could see from a distance at the entrance of the cave that because he rushed a little too fast, the suspended stone statue would occasionally fly up at the end of the uphill road under the momentum of his running, but would be quickly caught by him, and then continue to be pushed out... pushing on the road.

Considering Haita's pace, Xinmeier and Aize did not keep up, but stood there and watched the funny scene that made people laugh, which inexplicably looked like a large balloon running.

"...I finally understand why Ash is good-looking, strong, and has many admirers, but in the end, none of them succeeded..."

Haita pushed his glasses and silently looked away from Ash's back, feeling that he finally understood the unsolved mystery that had troubled him for many years.

The rest of the people also lowered their heads silently and stopped looking at the strange scene in the distance.

The three of them reached a tacit understanding in their hearts. For the sake of Fulilian's mood and the friendship between the two, it is better to keep the truth of this matter in mind.

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On the other side, after getting away from the three people.

Ash, who no longer needed to hide his flying ability, simply hugged the petrified Fulilian and flew into the sky. It took only more than an hour to reach the magic city.

He found a hotel, put down the stone statue, bought the medicine that Haita said, and asked the pharmacist to boil it.

After returning, he lifted Fulilian's petrification.

"This is... Eh? The ceiling?"

Frellen, who was dazed by the fever, looked at the ceiling blankly, and her already difficult brain was even more seriously stuck.

"Oh~Frellen... You finally woke up?" Ash pretended to be worried and grabbed her hot hand.

"It's... so cold--!" Frellen subconsciously retracted her hand due to the cold, and stared at him with a rather helpless resentment:

"You guy... Just wait... Next time you are sick... I will also grab your hand with my cold hand...!"