Swarms of Demons

They chatted amiably all the way until they reached a small village, and only then did Li Yan part ways with them. The green-haired warrior party intended to rest there, whereas Li Yan was on a tight schedule.

When they parted, the green-haired warrior captain waved his hand, stating that he would definitely defeat the Demon King and restore peace to the world.

Regarding the grand ideals of the green-haired warrior captain, Li Yan expressed his wholehearted support. Killing the Demon King would plunge the entire world into an era of peace, allowing him to enjoy the corrupt aristocratic lifestyle of a peaceful age as well.

Yet obviously, according to the progression of the plot, the war between Demons and humans had persisted for over a millennium without ending, until Frieren's hero party killed the Demon King, ultimately reaping merely a few decades of a peaceful period.

The green-haired warrior party was evidently one among them; throughout history, only the hero party of Frieren a thousand years later successfully killed the Demon King.

"I hope you all have a smooth journey. Even if you cannot kill the Demon King, at least return alive."

Watching the green-haired warrior captain, who was still cheerfully waving his arms from a long distance after he had departed, Li Yan could not help but offer a silent blessing.

Without the green-haired warrior party escorting him all the way, the probability of monster attacks along the road increased by a few points, perhaps because they saw there was only a single coachman on the carriage.

These monsters were exceptionally cunning, and they had trained their Mana Detection to an extremely high level. They were exceptionally clear on who was easy to mess with and who was not.

Naturally, the ends of these cunning monsters were also exceptionally miserable. In order to develop more techniques for Space Magic, Li Yan tried out various applications of Space Magic.

In front of a flightless monster, Li Yan teleported instantly to its side, touching its body with his hand first. Space Magic activated once more, and by the time the monster reacted, it had already appeared a hundred meters up in the high sky.

Or perhaps when facing a group of monsters, the use of Space Magic became even more peculiar. He teleported instantly in front of a huge rock, and along with that huge rock, he instantly appeared before a large crowd of monsters. Killing monsters in this way meant not even a drop of blood would splatter onto his body.

If it were a flying monster, this trick was equally applicable. While the opponent had yet to react, he randomly carried a huge rock or a giant tree to appear above its body, and in the split second before it had time to react, he teleported away instantly.

Space Magic was a versatile magic. Learning Space Magic could not only elevate one's own comprehension of space, but it could also enhance one's ability to grasp magic. After all, Space Magic was hailed as the hardest magic to learn and the hardest to understand.

Having experimented with various aspects of Space Magic applications, Li Yan even figured out a few essences of the Alternate-Dimensional Storage Magic. This Alternate-Dimensional Storage Magic could store various daily necessities, and could even store the carriage into Alternate Space.

Yet judging by the current outlook, Li Yan felt that his mana reclamation could at most store a portion of bread and a water flask. To store large-volume items, he feared the required mana would be a great deal indeed, and at the very least, a mana level around fifty would be indispensable.

Just as Li Yan was sitting atop the carriage, enjoying Little Fool's maid-style massage, the coachman's voice came from outside the carriage—it was a burst of panicked and flustered cries.

"M-Master, ahead there is a big chunk of a Demon leading many, many Demons as they walk toward our location."

Facing the coachman's panic and fluster, Li Yan furrowed his brow inside the carriage. If it were for the Holy Sword, he had already completed the concealment of the Holy Sword's aura; if it were for himself, the other party ought to have ambushed him back when he left the territory's borders.

Gazing at Little Fool by his side, who wore a blank and cute expression and still exerted herself diligently on his back massage, Li Yan shook his head once more, casting such unrealistic thoughts to the back of his mind. If Little Fool had attracted them, Little Fool could not possibly still be serving him with such diligence.