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

"Ah, sorry, sorry..."

He rushed to the city and didn't have time to rest. He went to do a lot of messy things. He realized that his hands were like ice cubes. He couldn't help but smile depressedly.

His appearance also made Fulilian lose her temper. She sighed softly: "... I should just close my eyes for a while... Where is this?"

"Actually, you have been unconscious for three days. We have already arrived at the magic city."

"Three days...? Are you lying?"

"Do I need to lie to you?"

"But... I should just... Oh... Forget it... As long as you don't mess around at this time..."

The dizzy girl faced his serious expression and really couldn't figure out the situation for a while. In the end, she just sighed and closed her eyes again, giving up caring about these things at this time.

Now, she didn't even notice that except for her own portable bedding, the bedding in the hotel outside was unusually cold... It was as if she had just entered the bed.

Ash was worried for a moment, and then he brought the medicine he had just prepared to her side: "No, I won't do anything rash. Anyway... drink some medicine first?"

"Um... ah, thank you."

Flillian took a deep breath and tried to sit up. In the end, with his help, she barely lay down on the bed.

It was at this time that Flillian realized that he seemed to be cold all over, and she couldn't help but feel confused:

"You... did you go out for a few hours just to freeze me?"

"No, I just have something... Why do you think of me like this?"

"Because you usually... grab my hand, and you freeze me on purpose."

"This time is different, mainly because I heard from Xin Meier that grabbing hands seems to be very useful at this time? He did the same thing last time when Haita was sick?" He recalled the past and smiled at her: "Although Haita is not very happy, it is still quite effective... Well, at least he won't object as exaggeratedly as you do?"

"Because... your hands are too cold... What on earth is it Can it be that cold? "

"Well~ rather than that, why don't you drink the medicine first?"

"After that..." Fulilian drank the potion in small sips, frowned in bitterness, stared at him closely, and whispered: "You have to explain it to me clearly..."

"What?"

"I always feel...you are hiding something from me..."

"Okay, okay, drink the medicine first, come...be good." Before handing over the medicine, he blew it, which made Fulilian look dissatisfied with a slight panting expression: "Are you...treating me like a child?"

"It's a little hot, so..."

"I haven't seen you so gentle before." After so many years of friendship, Fulilian has reason to suspect that this guy must have done something to let her down.

He himself shrugged his shoulders unexpectedly and frankly: "Because I'm worried that you'll be angry later~"

"....What?"

"Let's talk about this after you get better."

For the time being, he didn't plan to tell her that he had petrified her, so when facing Fulilian's gaze, he just continued to give her the potion vaguely.

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

After a while, Fulilian drank the whole bowl of medicine and took a sip of water before she lay down again.

And Ash, whose hand was also heated by the bowl of medicine, grabbed Fulilian's hand in the quilt again, making the confused elf girl look at him suspiciously: "What do you want to do again?"

"I want to make you feel at ease. After all, people tend to feel uneasy when they are sick."

"Being held by your hand, I feel... even more uneasy..." Fulilian pursed her lips, panted, and stared at him weakly.

"Don't say that. We have been together for so many years. If you don't believe others, you have to believe me, right?"

"Then tell me quickly...what did you do? I'm sure...I won't be angry..."

"Oh, don't think too much when you are sick. I will definitely tell you when I recover~"

He held the old elf girl's hand, which was still tender today, with one hand, and touched the silver hair that was a little messy due to sleep with a smile on his face with the other hand.

This made Fulilian turn her head away in resistance. She couldn't avoid it even if she wanted to. She couldn't even pull her hands back. She could only complain weakly:

"How many times have I told you... don't treat me... as a child... don't touch my head..."

"I heard that for many children, being gently touched on the head by an adult will bring a sense of peace of mind and care. This kind of physical contact can also convey a message of warmth, support and protection, making children feel valued and loved." Compared with the girl's protest, he couldn't think of a good story to coax her to sleep, so Ash's brain was twitching and he had a convincing argument with her on the spot:

“Especially when children feel uneasy, anxious or need comfort, this kind of close physical contact can make children feel safer and more comfortable, so I personally think that touching the head should actually be more effective than shaking hands; it’s just that before Simmeldu said, I also plan to respect the traditions of the region. Do you feel twice as at ease and comfortable with this two-pronged approach? Well~ Although you may be a little shy, but you want to... ..."

"..."

His endless science popularization and conversation made Fulian speechless. She was depressed and a little funny in her weakness and exhaustion, but at the same time...

Surprisingly, you feel at ease? But it's really unpleasant to be called a child by this guy... Just, um... let's leave it at that for now? We'll settle the score with him later - Fulian closed her eyes with a little breath, feeling the indescribable sense of security and the indescribable sense of shame, but temporarily gave up her plan to push him away.

However, for the sake of her own face, she secretly decided that she must go back for "revenge" in the future.

And in the blink of an eye, the next day, after sleeping for a whole day and a night, her cold and fever symptoms had basically disappeared.

But she couldn't remember clearly what happened yesterday, and the questions that followed made her full of doubts, and she didn't have time to care about what happened yesterday.

According to what Ash said, Simmel and the others seemed to be impatient to come to the Magic City, so they went to the nearby maze... and temporarily lost contact.

Even in the next few days, I couldn't see them, and... even when they came back, their expressions were very strange, and they were inexplicably hesitant about what happened during her illness, and they didn't want to talk to her. She said it nicely.

It's like what happened during this period? But Fulilian never imagined that there might be something they needed to hide from her, until——80 years later, what happened in the past seemed to be reincarnated, and it happened to Feilun.

The Buried Fulian·The Journey Officially Begins: Chapter 21 The Late Truth and Understanding·Finally Arriving at the Magic City·Legal Loli Zanze

Time returns to the present.

After so many years, Fulilian still doesn't know why the entire team kept it a secret from her.

Until...she saw Ash reaching out and lifting Feilun up.

"A-Lord Ash...you...are you...?" Feilun opened his eyes weakly, and even his rosy face seemed to be even redder than before. few.

She wanted to say something else, but was dissuaded by Ash's soft and soothing voice:

"It's okay, Fearon, just close your eyes and take a rest. You'll be fine soon."

"Why does this conversation sound inexplicably familiar to me...?" Fulilian touched her chin and thought hard, trying to recall the past.

Although Feilun didn't quite understand what he wanted to do, she still closed her eyes as unpreparedly as Fulilian before based on her trust in him, and then...

Under the stunned gaze of everyone, the sickly Feilun turned to stone along with the quilt wrapped around her, and turned into a stone statue in Ash's hands.

"Wait, wait a minute...?" For a moment, Fulilian showed an exaggerated expression, covering her aching head, and trying her best to keep herself calm and asked:

"Ash, although I think it's unlikely, in the past, you...couldn't you have been like this...to me?"

"Well...if you think about it on the bright side...things that sometimes seem impossible happen, isn't it also a different kind of surprise?"

"...."

Ash looked away in embarrassment, but Fulian obviously didn't feel happy about it, but was quite surprised.

But she was so brainstormed that her head seemed to be shut down to the point where she couldn't even speak, staring blankly at the petrified girl in his arms.

After a while, she stared at Ash suspiciously and murmured: "I won't ask anything else now. Please tell me... there was no flying magic before. How did you transport me to the magic city?" ?”

"This... um, like this?"

He tried to make history repeat itself, using magic to levitate the stone statue, and then pushed the stone statue in mid-air with one hand.

When he turned around and came back, the stone statue floated away, so he quickly caught up with it and caught it again.

It was like this inexplicable movement of charging with the ball and turning back after hitting the ball, which made Fulian suddenly have a strange picture in her head.

Now she finally understood why she had only asked about what happened during her illness, but everyone else had strange expressions of hesitation to speak.

And why did Ash say something at that time because he was worried that he would be angry, so he was gentler to himself in advance, and he looked guilty...but he didn't want to say anything.

This made her purse her lips and said: "You...were you just like playing ball, taking the sealed me around?" You didn't lift the seal until the end and didn't tell the truth, making me think I was in a daze. , arrived in the magic city by accident?"

"Ahem...compared to such an insignificant thing, would you say that the pain has been reduced and the disease has been cured as soon as possible?"

"....It's not wrong, although it's not wrong, but...!" Even Fulilian felt that this treatment was a bit strange, and couldn't help but want to blame him for something.

But she was not good at speaking, and she didn't know how to blame this overly strange treatment.

After all, this is indeed very effective, but it's a bit too inconsiderate, the feelings of the people who are transported like balls?

Just like when the vehicle has no more seats, people are stuffed into the trunk of the vehicle for transportation. Although they can indeed reach the destination smoothly,... it's hard to describe how the people who are stuffed into the trunk like cargo will feel.

Although the treatment of the seal may be better than that, at least you won't feel bumpy, and it's much better in terms of experience. The treatment is... a bit like knocking someone unconscious and then throwing them in the trunk.

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

After so many years, Fulilian more or less understands that saying those things to Ash will basically have no effect.

After all, compared to considering other people's feelings, he cares more about effective means.

After so many years of talking, there has been no progress, and it is difficult to be effective. Fulilian lowered her eyes and sighed with an angry look:

"You must reflect on yourself and apologize to Philen... and me later!"

"...Why?"

"Not all things just need to be solved, the process is also very important!"

"I understand what you said, but..."

"What? You are going to leave a last word?" He seemed to be planning to explain, which made Fulilian look very unhappy and crossed her hands on her chest.

"I just want to ask, if you choose, is it better to be petrified and pushed to the magic city, or to be sick for a few days and search for a few days in pain, I don't know which medicine is better?"

"It's not that question, right? Although I don't like being sick, I don't like being petrified suddenly and then being transported as cargo."

"Really?"

"Understand?"

"No, I just feel that you said this, and my mood is a little subtle..."

She should be the most slow-witted person, but Fulilian has grown up to say this to herself?

No, although I don't know why, Fulilian has always had her own strange insistence in some strange aspects thousands of years ago.

Sure enough, even if she is an elf, she is essentially a girl? Although she didn't care about being shown her underwear at the beginning, it was only after I told her that she improved a little in this regard? ——Ash brainstormed for a while, but finally couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

"Why are you sighing at me... Is it too polite?"

"Don't get me wrong, I just feel that I can't even understand someone like you, and I feel a little complicated..."

"Hey! Isn't this even more impolite!" Fulilian glared back unhappily.

The two argued, and Yubel just watched with interest, feeling as if he had a new understanding of them.

I even felt...

"These guys are really more interesting than ordinary people~!" Although the atmosphere was a bit wrong, Yubel just nodded with a smile, looking like he was watching the fun.

And Ash ignored her for the time being, and ignored Fulilian's gaze. He looked at the girl in his arms for a long time without saying anything, and then said:

"I will reflect on what you said later, but... since it's already petrified, why don't we send it to the magic city first?"

"What do you mean, since it's already petrified? Don't you think you're talking strangely? It's like the crime has just started and has already been committed, so we have to continue?"

"...Then remove it?"

"No...you've already sealed it anyway, and it's not me who did it, and it's not me who was scolded and criticized in the end, so let's continue."

".......You're really my best friend."

Ash looked at Fulilian and hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help but uttered a slightly subtle speech.

"Of course, we are best friends." At this time, Fulilian did not resist this and patted his shoulder with a smile.

But Yubel suddenly raised his hand at this time: "Excuse me for a moment."

"What's wrong?"

"How far is it from here to the magic city?"

"...How far?" Ash lowered his head and pondered for a moment, calculated the speed and consumption of human magic flying, and said casually: "Half a day?"

"...I'm a little more than half an hour, which is almost the limit. If I have to rest many times, I don't know how long it will take to get there." Yubel simply calculated and spread his hands helplessly.