Demon Magic

On the morning after the rain, Li Yan looked at Little Fool, who was floating and diligently cleaning the ceiling, and could not help feeling a mental sigh. Little Fool possessed over level twenty mana, but apart from the innate flight magic, he had never seen Little Fool use any other magic.

"Little Fool, after reading so many magic books, which ones have you learned?"

Li Yan asked out of curiosity. These days he had been obsessed with researching the four-wheeled Black Lightning chariot, so he had somewhat neglected Little Fool's growth. Little Fool had already become a qualified maid in the household during these days; although possessing a loli physique, she was extremely proficient in maid work.

"Master, apart from flight magic, the only other magic I know right now is a mana-burst magic—it's magic that releases the mana inside the body and then attacks the enemy."

Little Fool answered with an earnest expression, without the slightest thought of hiding anything.

"Mana-burst magic? Use it on me and let me see its power."

Li Yan curved his finger with keen interest, signaling Little Fool to attack him with magic.

"That wouldn't be good, Master. Maids cannot do things that harm their masters."

Little Fool lowered her head in a dilemma. Big Sister Xiao Wu and Big Sister Xiao Xue had particularly emphasized this matter; a maid who attacked her master was to be hanged.

"Are you going to disobey my command? Little Fool."

Li Yan lightly pinched Little Fool's dainty, pretty face, a trace of a smile lingering at the corners of his mouth.

"I wouldn't dare, Master. I will attack according to your instructions."

Little Fool lowered her head and closely followed Li Yan's footsteps out of the door. Frieren, who was reading the Magic Tome, tilted her head and glanced over, following curiously. Up until now, she had never seen Little Fool use any magic other than flight magic.

Before the open space, Li Yan beckoned to Little Fool, signaling her to strike without hesitation. He had not taken that mere level-twenty-something mana to heart.

Little Fool lightly bit her lower lip, looking troubled. Under Li Yan's urging once more, she was no longer timid, and gently aimed her hand at Li Yan's position.

As a portion of feeble mana scattered toward Li Yan's location, Li Yan and Frieren opened their mouths slightly. Such weak mana scatterings obviously completely failed to match her level-twenty-something mana fluctuations.

Li Yan stood in place without making any moves. The slow-speed mana blasted against Li Yan's body, and Li Yan only felt a gentle breeze softly blowing against him.

"Little Fool!!!"

Li Yan slightly frowned, his tone inevitably carrying some impatience.

"Don't suppress your mana. With your current strength, you can't hurt me at all. Rest assured and boldly launch a full-strength mana attack against me."

Scolded abruptly by Li Yan, Little Fool's eyes were full of moisture, carrying a bit of helplessness as her legs trembled slightly.

"Master, I can't do it."

Looking at Little Fool's pitiful expression, Li Yan supported his forehead, speechless. It seemed he had still overestimated Little Fool somewhat; he originally thought she was a potential little tiger, but she turned out to be a clumsy little milk cat.

"Forget it if you can't."

Li Yan sighed, walked over to Little Fool, and gently stroked her little head. He had previously always thought Little Fool was that kind of deeply hidden, ruthless Demon; it seemed he had always misjudged Little Fool.

Receiving Li Yan's soothing, Little Fool gently closed her eyes, quietly experiencing Li Yan's exclusive tenderness. At this moment, she only felt that the sensation of her head being gently stroked was so comfortable, so reassuring. Everything was just as Big Sister Xiao Wu and Big Sister Xiao Xue had said: the master was a very, very gentle person, and being patted on the head by the master was the greatest reward—it was so very comfortable.

Frieren, observing from afar, blinked. Why did she always feel that Little Fool was hiding something, or else simply couldn't bear to hurt Li Yan? But how could Demons have this kind of thinking? According to her master Flamme's words, Demons were ruthless killing machines, and doing things like killing was an everyday occurrence to them.

To them, humans were in the relationship of prey and hunter, and Demons as hunters held not a shred of mercy toward their prey. No! They possessed none of the emotions of humans.

To Demons, humans were like bread, like bugs, capable of being crushed at will. Only when encountering stronger humans would they display the appearance of fearing death—there were pleas for mercy, there were prayers, and some would even utter words that humans could not bring themselves to strike down.

Frieren shook her head, shaking the basic Demonic concepts instilled in her by Flamme out of her mind. Although the Demonic cub before her was a Demon, she was brought back personally by her senior brother, a humanized Demon who had undergone cultivation, grooming, and learning.

Moreover, through these days of getting along, she already possessed a basic understanding of Little Fool's personality. Basically, whatever maids liked to do, she liked to do; she was extremely fond of magic tomes, and only obeyed Li Yan's personal instructions. Even she and her master could forget about getting her to budge an inch unless Li Yan happened to be by her side, at which point she would obediently take action.

Looking at the collar on Little Fool's neck, Frieren thought of a kind of animal—it was a canid, originally a wolf, which after being tamed by humans became a dog.

"What a strange Demon, completely different from those inhuman Demons who only know slaughter."

Flamme leaned against the wall, her eyes slightly narrowed. As early as when the mana fluctuations arose in the open space outside, she had already been standing in the distance observing. Although the magic attack used by Little Fool currently looked like nothing, appearing even like weak attacks in the eyes of a layperson, she was different. As the mentor of Li Yan and Frieren, she exceptionally understood the gold content of that spell.

That was a magic attack with one-hundred-percent fine control that would not hurt people, unable to harm even an ordinary person, yet her own mana level was only in the twenties.

Little Fool's magical aptitude was definitely no less than Frieren's, and even in terms of mana refinement, she far surpassed Frieren.

Flamme slightly frowned, looking at Little Fool in the distance peacefully enjoying the stroking of her godson. In her heart, she always felt somewhat uncomfortable; she had never received head-strokes from her godson in such a state, and feelings of jealousy rose within her heart.

"What a hateful Demon!"

Flamme muttered inwardly. With the calming of the battle, she no longer had any interest in watching further.

Frieren stretched lazily and walked back into the room with a hint of boredom. She had thought she would be able to see something interesting, but it turned out to be a game of magic house, not even as good as playing house, ending before it even began.

"Let's go, Little Fool. We're going to the Small Town to procure tonight's food."

Li Yan touched Little Fool's emerald-green long hair; the comfortable and soft hair-feel made Li Yan feel some emotion at the beauty of Little Fool's innate constitution.

"Okay~ Master." Little Fool obediently responded, following closely behind Li Yan with bouncy steps as she boarded Li Yan's Black Lightning motorcycle.