Grandpa Voll

With the death of the Chaos Flower, Li Yan brought Frieren back to Fern's side, carried the still unconscious Fern on his back, and headed towards the village. Generally speaking, if the source of the curse dies, the curse will also become ineffective.

Seeing Fern's face gradually regain its color, Li Yan couldn't help but relax; it seemed the curse had dissipated.

"Thank you so much, we will never forget this kindness."

The leader among the villagers was a mature older woman with a large frame and a voluptuous figure. This type of older woman was Sein's favorite, but for Li Yan, she was nothing more than a fleeting beauty, a beautiful but empty shell.

"We were just passing by, a small adventure team that joined out of pure interest."

Li Yan waved her hand casually.

"Thank you so much. If it weren't for you, we might all have died in our sleep, even though there are still so many things left undone."

The mature older sister bowed deeply in gratitude, and all the villagers bowed in thanks as well. Awakening from their slumber, they realized that they had been attacked by Monsters. If it weren't for the adventurers' help, perhaps no one in their village would have survived.

Li Yan calmly took Fern's hand and led Frieren away from the village. The Chaos Flower had given him quite a bit of inspiration for magic.

"Godfather, how did you defeat that Chaos Flower?"

Fern looked up at Li Yan curiously. She was just feeling a little sleepy, and when she woke up, the Chaos Flower that had released the curse had been dealt with, and the villagers gradually woke up from their slumber.

"Fire Magic!"

Li Yan smiled and explained the battle process to Fern. The vines of the Chaos Flower have the effect of reflecting magic, but there is one kind of magic that it cannot reflect, and that is the Hellfire magic that counters it. As long as the Mana is strong enough, the vines will turn to ashes before they can reflect the magic.

Fern opened her mouth slightly, surprised that the Chaos Flower had the ability to reflect magic. If she had encountered it, she would have been Chaos Flower by it. She never expected that there would be such a troublesome creature among the Monsters. She had thought that Monsters were all a bunch of idiots who fought with brute force.

In the 29th year of the Era of Himmel's Passing, in the Kura Region of the Northern Countries.

"Are you going to see an old friend? Or a guy?"

Li Yan frowned as he looked at Frieren. As Frieren's senior brother, he had no idea that Frieren had an old friend from hundreds of years ago, who was a boy.

"Yes, he's a dwarf who's protected that village for nearly four hundred years."

Frieren nodded slightly, a smile involuntarily appearing on her face as she thought of meeting that old friend soon.

"How long do dwarves live, anyway?"

Fern curiously tugged at Li Yan's sleeve.

"More than three hundred years, I suppose."

Li Yan scratched his head, somewhat uncertainly.

"He was a long-lived friend of mine, everyone called him Grandpa Voll. I wanted to catch up with him properly before he passed away."

Frieren's lips curled slightly upwards; visiting old friends during her travels was also a joy of travel.

"Wow, that's really nice."

Li Yan looked enviously at the distant village. Friends he hadn't seen for hundreds of years? He didn't seem to have many.

"Hmm, how about staying for about twenty years?"

Frieren closed her eyes with a relaxed expression. This village, so close to nature, and with friends she'd known for hundreds of years, wasn't a bad place to settle down for a while.

"No!"

Li Yan and Fern jointly rejected Frieren's proposal. Even if it Immortality, Li Yan didn't want to stay in this godforsaken place for ten years.

Fern was particularly clear about the unit of time, ten years. Perhaps for Elf, ten years was just the time it takes to open and close one's eyes, but for her, it was her youth.

Walking along the forest path, all around was quiet, broken only by the occasional call of a night bird in the distance. Fallen leaves piled up on the path, as if telling the story of the passage of time.

Before long, Li Yan and his group arrived at a small village deep in the forest. The village was small, with blue bricks and black tiles, and had an antique feel.

At the village entrance sat a dwarf Warrior, his beard disheveled and his face covered in wrinkles, but his eyes revealed a hidden fighting spirit.

"Grandpa Voll."

Frieren stepped forward and called out softly. Li Yan couldn't help but find it amusing that an ancient Elf was calling a dwarf who was only a few hundred years old "grandfather."

Li Yan approached with Fern, still basking in the memory of Frieren calling the other Grandpa Voll.

"Senior brother, Fern, aren't you handsome? This is a battle-hardened Warrior, isn't he cool!"

Frieren raised an eyebrow, a smug look on her lips, as if showing off that she had such a remarkable friend.

Li Yan carefully examined Grandpa Voll. Although he appeared to be sitting on the ground with no fighting ability, Li Yan could see the powerful Warrior spirit beneath his aged body. He was a true Warrior had been tempered for hundreds of years.

"Truly admirable."

Li Yan nodded slightly. Although she found it somewhat amusing that Frieren called him "Grandpa," she was genuinely impressed by his physique.

A centuries-old Warrior, he wondered what it would be like to spar with him. A fighting spirit rose in Li Yan's heart, but it quickly died down. His opponent was almost exhausted, and he couldn't ruin a respectable Warrior for the sake of a battle.

Who are you?

Grandpa Voll raised his head in confusion, his expression resembling that of an old man who had fallen into dementia.

"Puff."

Even after living for a thousand years, Li Yan couldn't help but laugh out loud at such a famous scene, causing Frieren's lips to twitch slightly as she reached out her small hand to gently pinch Li Yan's waist.

"I am Frieren!"

While pinching Li Yan's soft waist, Frieren glanced indifferently at Grandpa Voll.

"Oh... that seems right..."

Grandpa Voll seemed to remember something and muttered to himself.

"How long are you going to keep playing dumb?"

Seemingly feeling that Grandpa Voll was disrespecting her, Frieren looked down at Grandpa Voll, thinking that this mere dwarf, only a few hundred years old, actually dared to try to deceive her, an ancient Elf.

The instant Frieren exposed him, Grandpa Voll swung his sword from its sheath, striking Li Yan directly in the leg...