Adopting Frieren for 100 Years

Shazo reminisced about his past life and said with emotion, "Human desires determine that their expansionism is unparalleled."

"The fact that such an outstanding figure as Flamme could emerge from among them proves that humanity has survived its weak early stages and has a complete foundation for civilization."

"In the next millennium, humanity will form nations and even empires, increasing the population tenfold or a hundredfold, and rapidly expanding its sphere of influence."

"Therefore, war between humans and Demon Race is inevitable. Even if magic doesn't spread from elves to humans, it will inevitably spread from Demon Race."

Frieren was silent for a moment before asking, "Shazo, what should we, the elves, do next?"

Shazo stated frankly, "Since it's inevitable that humans will master magic, elves should actively participate instead of passively refusing to communicate."

"Join humanity, lead human magical research, and transform elves into the forefront of magical technology."

Frieren asked curiously, "What you're saying is so strange. Why does it seem to me that you don't consider me an elf when I listen to you?"

Shazo smiled and replied, "You guessed right."

"It's not that I didn't see myself as an elf, but rather that I didn't align myself with the elves."

Frieren asked, puzzled, "Why?"

Shazo sneered, "Of course it's because you look down on elves."

"Frieren, think about this seriously. Do we elves have the ability to unite the civilizations of various villages? Is there a big difference between the magical heritage of our elves and that of the Demon Race?"

"Aside from this body, I have received no benefit from the Elf Race. No one has raised me, nor taught me swordsmanship or magic."

"But I have rendered service to the Elf Race. I have killed hundreds of powerful Demon Race, and I have fought bravely against the Demon King's Army on the battlefield."

"I owe the Elf Race nothing, nor do I have any obligations to them, so of course I won't side with the doomed Elf Race."

Shazo paused, then said sarcastically, "Moreover, I've explained these principles to the elders, but they couldn't argue with me. Instead, they stubbornly opposed me, disliked me, and led the various villages to ostracize me."

"Frieren, I----"

Shazo didn't finish his sentence. He spread his hands, made a helpless expression, and then steered the conversation back to the topic.

What exactly happened to your disciple, Flamme?

Frieren: "Huh? Ah----ah! She, Flamme, she's so old she's dying."

Shazo tilted his head and said, "Then go and see her."

"Oh, I went to see!" For some reason, Frieren seemed flustered. She added, "Then she told me about how she spread magical knowledge among humans."

"Besides----"

"Flamme entrusted her disciple to me."

Shazo: "Huh?"

Frieren: "It's that Little Elf you saw when you visited me last time."

Shazo had a bad feeling. "I remember that little girl, her name was Frieren, and then what?"

Frieren clasped her hands together, raised them high above her head, and pleaded, "Could you take care of Frieren for me for 100 years?"

"Don't even think about it!!"

Shazo jumped up. "You brat, you brought this trouble upon yourself, and now you're trying to dump it on me!"

"I'm a man, don't you know what a man is? What kind of logic is it to leave a little girl to be raised by a single man?"

Frieren chuckled and said, "It's alright, I know you well enough. You have no interest in that little girl, and you're strong enough to protect her."

Shazo gritted his teeth. "----, that damned Frieren, if it weren't for----"

"Hehe." Frieren laughed like a female lecher, "I know, I know, if it weren't for the fact that my body is uneven in shape, you would have devoured me long ago."

"Shazo, you've been saying that complaint for almost 2000 years!"

Shazo Zuo said angrily, "Hmph, I don't even care about the Elf Race, and you think you can trust me to take care of your grand-disciple?"

Frieren said confidently, "What's there to worry about? I've already told you, don't I know you?"

"I believe you are the most diligent and responsible elf among Elf Race."

Shazo narrowed his eyes. "You know I killed the Demon King?"

Frieren sighed helplessly, "Shazo, it's fine to say these kinds of jokes in front of me, but if you tell others, they'll laugh at you."

Shazo shrugged. "Fine, don't believe me if you don't want to."

Since Frieren needed something from him, she could only force a smile and say, "I believe you, I believe you, okay?"

Please, help me take care of my child.

"No way. A childhood friend who doesn't believe me isn't worth my promise." Shazo lay back on his recliner, turned halfway over, and faced away from Frieren.

Seeing that Shazo firmly refused, Frieren didn't hesitate to resort to her methods, hugging Shazo's neck and pleading loudly, "Oh, please!!"

"Shazo, you're such a clever little guy! You can't just stand by and do nothing about that little girl."

"It's only 100 years, it'll be over in the blink of an eye."

Shazo was extremely annoyed, but Frieren was still his childhood friend and only friend, so he couldn't bring himself to Teuchi.

Besides, although this girl is very young, she doesn't fit his aesthetic standards, so he can't bring himself to kiss her.

But Frieren is Elf Race after all, and her looks are stunning. When she pleads in a soft voice, it's as if he's being begged by his beloved younger sister, Shazo really can't resist.

In the end, he had no choice but to accept Frieren's request and agree to take care of Frieren for 100 years.

Shazo said fiercely, "Only 100 years, not a single year more!"

Frieren wasn't afraid of his fierceness at all, and nodded with a grin, saying, "No problem, in 100 years, Frieren will be 250 years old, a fully grown elf capable of living independently."

"Perhaps, Frieren will develop to your aesthetic standards in the next 100 years, after all, her teacher Flamme was very, very big."

Could Shazo not know about Frieren's future potential?

In terms of magic and strength, Frieren is no less than Frieren in front of her, but in terms of development, she can only be barely distinguished as one of them.

That said, it's astonishing that Himmel would like a little girl like Frieren, a perpetual elementary school student. Her taste is truly on par with that lolicon Misaka Shazo.

Thinking of this, Shazo flicked Frieren on the forehead and asked, "Frieren should be a mage, while I'm just a swordsman. Aren't you the most suitable person to take care of her?"

Frieren's smile faded, and she replied seriously, "I've decided to travel among humans, take over Flamme's work, help them establish a magical education system, observe and understand human society, and gain a certain degree of influence."

"I will definitely encounter danger during this process, whether it's attacks from human nobles and magicians, or attacks from Demon Race."

It's nothing to me, but it's a different story for Frieren.

Shazo's smile faded, and he sighed, "You said I was the most conscientious and responsible elf, but you're the real one."

"Even though your status among the elves isn't much better than mine, you're still willing to risk your life in human society for the future of the Elf Race— "

"You don't need to worry about Frieren. Although I'm a swordsman, I can also teach you basic magic."

"Also—" Shazo stretched out his hand and requested, "Leave me a magical mark. If there are any enemies you can't handle, tell me through the mark."

"I'm coming to save you—"

Frieren smiled and carefully left her mark on Shazo's hand—the kind of mark that could be activated even from thousands of kilometers away, the highest level of mark.

Two days later, a white-haired Little Elf appeared in Shazo's house.

Little Frieren was adorable, and she complained huffingly, "I can live perfectly well on my own, why does Master insist that I live with you?"

Shazo raised an eyebrow and said, "Because you can live independently, but you're powerless to protect yourself."

Frieren was unconvinced. "I'm very strong, I just—"

Shazo said calmly, "Just because you hid your magic power, you think I'm underestimating you?"

Frieren was taken aback. "How did you know? Did your master tell you?"

Shazo shook his head and said, "It's a trivial matter that's obvious at a glance. Frieren wouldn't bother to tell me. She's not that bored."

Frieren bit her lip and said, "Is my hidden magic really that obvious?"

Shazo gestured with his hand. "With you shaking so violently, who wouldn't be able to tell that you're trying hard to suppress your magic?"

"Forty years have passed, and you still haven't gotten used to controlling your magic and making it behave stably and normally. Is it because you lack Talent, or because you haven't tried hard enough?"

Frieren lowered her head in shame and whispered, "I will try my best."

"If I can hide my magic, will I be able to leave?"

Shazo sneered, "Little girl, why do you think self-preservation is as simple as just hiding your magic?"

"If you want to leave me early, you have to pass my test and prove that you are truly capable of protecting yourself."

Frieren's eyes lit up. "What kind of test is it?"

Shazo reached out and summoned his newly acquired tree branch sword, the Domenico Slayer, which flew out of the storage room and landed lightly in his hand.

"You'll be able to protect yourself when you can block one of my swords with your [Defense Magic], or when you can use ten attack spells in succession without being defeated by me."

Frieren pouted. "Lord Shazo, do you underestimate me?"

She raised her magic wand. "Please allow me to try it now—"

Before she could finish speaking, Frieren noticed that the scenery before her had changed; she had been moved from Shazo's courtyard to a clearing in the woods.

The little elf mage's mind was buzzing as he desperately tried to recall what had just happened.

It couldn't be [Instant Transmission magic], nor [fixed-point teleportation magic], otherwise I would definitely feel the dizziness caused by spatial teleportation.

Could it be that the [Advanced Human Control Magic] caused me to lose my sense of time?

No, no, my magical energy fluctuations did show a noticeable interruption, and there were also clear signs of time skipping, but there were no crucial magical energy fluctuations.

Such advanced magic could not possibly be without residual magical energy fluctuations.

Shazo shook Domenico Slayer off and explained, "It's not magic, it's a special technique that temporarily deprives you of your senses, allowing me to better control your body and avoid the acceleration damage from high speed."

"Alright, get ready and experience the difficulty of your test."

"Yes, Mr. Shazo." Frieren changed her form of address, using the respectful "Mr." instead of the previous "Sir."

The little girl carefully checked her equipment and observed her surroundings attentively. She soon discovered that the grass on the ground was all newly sprouted tender grass.

But she said nothing, instead quietly gathering her magic power, preparing for her attack, and then launched a surprise attack.

Indeed, under Flamme's tutelage, young Frieren was exceptionally decisive and ruthless, showing no respect for her elders and immediately unleashing her strongest [Inazuma Magic].

Snap!!

Under the control of magic, the electric arc struck Shazo, who was carrying a tree branch sword, precisely, leaving a small Thunder Bite mark on his body.

Frieren's eyes widened; this magic shouldn't be this powerful.

Even if it hits the ground, which has the strongest resistance to Inazuma, the [Inazuma Spell] can still tear a crater three or four meters wide and forty or fifty meters long in the ground.

Frieren asked blankly, "Mr. Shazo, why were your clothes not damaged when the [Inazuma magic] hit you?"

Shazo pointed to the charred marks on his body with annoyance. "It's already damaged."

"You couldn't hurt me because your magic wasn't compressed enough, and the Inazuma burst was too slow, so I absorbed it on my own."

"By the way, although my profession is swordsman, as an elf, I also possess magic and can use spells."

"Although I don't particularly like using ----"

Shazo wiped the scorch marks on his clothes with his hand and activated [Repair Magic] to restore his clothes to their original condition.

Frieren recovered from her shock and asked softly, "Is this the kind of magic Mr. Shazo is good at?"

Shazo nodded. "Yes, although it can't be used for combat, it can bring great convenience in daily life, can't it?"

Frieren nodded silently, "Mm."

Shazo laughed, "It seems you don't quite agree with what I'm saying. That's okay, you'll see later."

"I must say, Flamme has taught you well; you don't have any unnecessary thoughts or movements during combat."

"It's just that you can't realize how big the gap is between your strength and mine, which is why it's all in vain."

"Next, I'll launch a careful attack so you can truly feel the difference in skill."

Frieren grunted in agreement, raised her wand, and cast a [Defense Magic], creating hexagonal defensive light shields.

But just as Frieren's [Defense Magic] reached its peak, the twig suddenly appeared beside her ear.

The defensive light shield in front of her Shattering completely, and a terrifying storm erupted behind her, sending chills down one's spine.