Solitair

Suddenly, an extremely powerful magical aura emanated from outside the Golden Land, disappearing in a flash.

Dugu Qing and Fern both raised their eyes and looked into the distance.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Denken couldn't detect the source of the magic and looked at the two of them strangely.

"Other Demons are approaching the Golden Land; I suspect they're here to help Macht."

Dugu Qing voiced his conjecture, stepped out of the room, and walked around the barrier, searching for the Demons.

Fern had to take care of Frieren and did not follow.

Deep in the forest, behind a large tree.

A slender, green-haired Demons girl with horns on her head and a faint smile in her green eyes concealed her aura and observed them secretly.

Dugu Qing passed by on the path, her exquisite face, elegant figure, and divine aura making her seem like an immortal descending to earth, intoxicating the young girl without her even needing to drink.

She covered her mouth, amused, and chuckled to herself.

"What a handsome young man! If I could capture him and lock him in my room, I could live a very happy life even if I never went out!"

The girl's Solitair. She is an anomaly among Demons, who has been studying human civilization, exploring all things in the world, and mastering a large number of spells.

The magic that allows one to conceal their presence is only one aspect.

Dugu Qing searched the forest twice but found nothing amiss, and returned to his lodgings with disappointment.

Denken reminded Dugu Qing, "I haven't found Demons either; you might be imagining things!"

Dugu Qing firmly believed in her judgment, "Not finding it only means that this Demons is quite cunning. Tomorrow, I will definitely find it."

Solitair outside the barrier, observing it, and quickly drew a conclusion.

This enormous barrier was constructed by many great human mages, encompassing magical theories from different countries and ethnic groups, making it extremely complex.

If it were any other Demons, it would be absolutely impossible for them to break the barrier.

However, Solitair has been studying human magic, and she should be able to break the barrier in about two months.

Noon, lunchtime.

Dugu Qing made a fragrant spicy hot pot, with the pot piled high with prawns, beef, pork belly, dried bean curd sticks, tripe, and lotus root slices. The ingredients were brightly colored, tender, and juicy.

Fern picked up his chopsticks, took a slice of meat, and put it into Frieren's small mouth.

"Hot~"

Frieren finally regained consciousness and looked at Fern expectantly.

"Why don't you blow on it for me?"

Fern placed the meat to her lips and gently blew on it. The heat from the meat quickly dissipated, and she placed it back to Frieren's lips.

Frieren enjoyed Fern's care and chewed happily.

Stark broke out in a sweat, feeling that Frieren had gone a bit too far.

"Fern, no matter what, you've spoiled her a bit too much!"

Dugu Qing completely defended Frieren, "Frieren is our trump card in eliminating Macht, so let's spoil her a little! Stark, you can't be jealous of her."

Stark scratched his head. "I just feel kind of embarrassed..."

"So, you can't experience tenderness! Because of shame, fear, and contempt, you've missed out on so many emotions—something even Macht longed to experience!"

Dugu Qing casually tossed out his royal flush.

Stark hadn't expected Dugu Qing to be so observant, so he obediently shut his mouth and dared not say another word.

"Delicious, so delicious! If I were younger, I could have eaten a whole bowl of this!"

Denken held a bowl of spicy hot pot, eating heartily, a thin layer of sweat appearing on his nose, thoroughly enjoying his meal.

After the meal, Denken checked the supplies; because there were so many people, the consumption of food was particularly high.

Denken suggested that everyone head to the nearby village.

The group moved to a different location and stayed at an inn in the village.

Time flows by silently, and in the blink of an eye, fifty-eight days have passed.

Frieren lay in bed and told Dugu Qing,

"Just a little more, and we'll be able to finish analyzing Macht's memories and the principles behind the Diagoldze."

Dugu Qing nodded, walked out of the room, and went outside the Golden Land to continue his search for the nameless Demons.

Outside the barrier, in the dense forest.

Solitair's green eyes, radiating a harmless smile, clearly saw the structure of the barrier.

It contains the protective magic array of the Kamm Clan, a Southern Countries who live by sealing away Demons.

The Andrellian theory of barriers, created based on the principle of irreversibility.

There is also the Great Barrier, which was once used for national defense to the Unified Empire.

A single barrier that blends different origins and ideologies—it's truly magnificent.

Solitair saw through the barrier and found a way to break it.

The thought that I would never be able to see such a magical barrier again filled me with a sense of pity.

"I've finally found it, the aura of the Demons."

A sharp, piercing sound cut through the air, penetrating the clouds.

Dugu Qing, Battle Sword in hand, descended from the sky and stood in front of the barrier.

When Solitair saw Dugu Qing again, she was still amazed by the wonder of the Creator, who had created such a beautiful and exquisite work of art; it was truly incredible.

"Young man, are you going to stop me? How heartbreaking! Why don't you just leave now, and I'll pretend I didn't see anything, okay?"

The barrier behind him sealed away a world-renowned demon.

Dugu Qing, without hesitation, swiftly moved and unleashed a sword strike.

Solitair her magic, blocking the attack, and looked at Dugu Qing with disappointment.

"Young man, your actions are too ruthless and cruel, not cute at all. Why don't you come back to the Demon King's Castle with me? I'll definitely treat you well."

Dugu Qing thought this girl talked too much, her delicate brows furrowed with coldness, and she swung her Clear Radiance Sword even harder.

Seeing Solitair Dugu Qing wouldn't say a word to her, and that her enthusiasm, scheming, and plotting were all in vain, her expression changed.

She stopped defending and unleashed her strongest and most frequently used killing move.

The immense, surging magical power was compressed into pure pressure, crushing towards Dugu Qing.

Dugu Qing unleashed a sword strike, but his speed suddenly decreased, as if he had crashed into a vast ocean.

With his body restrained, the strength in his hands seemed to be drained away little by little, like water without roots, leaving him floating in the air, without even a source of leverage to fight back.

"Its magic power is more than three times mine; this is dangerous."

The air thickened countless times, becoming as boundless as the sea, clinging tightly to the skin and restricting Dugu Qing's Overlord's Power.

Dugu Qing felt a sense of foreboding. This time, he had encountered a master whose magical power far surpassed his own, and moreover, the opponent's magic seemed to be quite effective against him. What should he do?

"Can we have a proper talk now?"

Solitair moved nimbly, like a cunning fox, and in an instant, she was in front of Dugu Qing.

Dugu Qing shifted his gaze, pondering a strategy for dealing with the situation.

Solitair loves to use language to probe her opponents' personalities, weaknesses, and obsessions, gradually chipping away at their strength.

Dugu Qing remained silent and composed, her feigned gentleness completely failing her.

"If that's the case, then die!"

Solitair lost her patience, conjured a gleaming magical longsword out of thin air, laughed wildly, and instantly slashed at Dugu Qing's shoulder.