I asked you to draw what you like, but you drew the funeral of Fulilian Chapter 145

A cliff, with water flowing down, forming a small lake below.

The small lake was embraced by the cliff, forming a semi-circle.

Frieren and Lavine were guarding the shore.

Connie’s voice came from behind them.

“I’ve injected magic into all the ponds and springs I found,” Connie ran over, “but there might be other sources I haven’t found.”

Seeing Connie return, Frieren squatted on the ground and turned her head. “It’s enough to just limit the Iron Bird’s access to water sources.”

Frieren said to the two beside her, “Then I’ll ambush the Iron Bird here.”

With that, Frieren closed her eyes and restrained her magical aura. Her already faint magical aura became even weaker at that moment.

It was as if she were a rock or a pool of water beside her.

“Seriously… so magic can be completely suppressed,” Lavine’s eyes widened, and she noticed the change in Frieren.

The magic she detected was very faint.

“Not completely,” Frieren knelt on the ground, opened her eyes, and looked at Lavine. “It still leaks a little when you move.”

Frieren waved her hands. “See?”

Lavine spread her hands, seeing Frieren wave her hands. Even so, she couldn’t see any trace. “Who could tell that?”

[Fufu waving her hands is so cute.]

[She can do it after all!]

[These two little ones can’t detect such subtle leaks at all.]

[Can Fern also suppress her aura when she moves?]

Lavine looked at Connie beside her. “Let’s go on lookout.”

Connie nodded.

Lavine turned and walked to the other side, saying, “Don’t drag me down.”

“So annoying,” Connie’s voice was displeased from behind. “If it rained, I could be a combat force.”

“But there’s nothing we can do, the barrier is blocking all the rain.”

Frieren was left kneeling on the ground, closing her eyes and suppressing her magic.

[So Fern can hide her magic better. She can move like this, and if she doesn’t cast spells, her magic can’t be detected.]

[So Fern being able to hide her magic and catch such a troublesome Iron Bird is really amazing.]

[It must be much harder for Fufu to suppress her magic, after all, she has such a vast amount of magic.]

Frieren closed her eyes and entered a meditative state.

Beside her, a huge demon beast arrived. It had light yellow fur, black horns on its head, and a tail very similar to a horse. It came to the small lake by the cliff to drink water.

It didn’t notice Frieren at all.

[Such a cute demon beast, like a combination of a golden retriever, a deer, and a horse.]

Behind a tree.

Lavine and Connie also suppressed their auras and noticed the situation.

Ripples spread across the water.

‘Swish swish—’ There was the sound of wings flapping in the sky. A large white owl demon beast landed here and also lowered its head to drink water from the small lake by the cliff.

Who knows how long passed.

The sun was setting behind the mountains, about to disappear.

Frieren remained kneeling motionless. A few orange-yellow feathers fell from above and landed on Frieren’s shoulder.

She opened her eyes.

An Iron Bird landed on Frieren’s shoulder.

Frieren tilted her head slightly and looked at the Iron Bird standing on her shoulder.

She extended her hand, and golden light bloomed from her fingertips. Golden threads wrapped around the Iron Bird.

The two hiding in the forest also saw the golden light emanating from the lakeside.

[Iron Bird: Elf, are you plotting against me?]

[Iron Bird confused: Why is a wooden stake casting magic?]

[Fufu is really powerful. The Iron Bird is so sensitive to magic, yet Fufu cast a spell right in front of it, and it didn’t even notice and escape. Truly amazing!]

[Iron Bird: This branch is electrocuting me!]

Lavine ran over and asked with a smile, “Frieren, did you succeed?”

Connie followed behind.

Lavine’s voice was joyful. “It was worth provoking the other teams.”

Connie clenched her fist, also unable to contain her happiness. “Now we’ve passed the first round of the test.”

Frieren held a cage in her hand, her eyes smiling as she looked at the two. Inside the cage was an Iron Bird.

[The confidence and composure of an old artist.]

[Elegant, truly elegant.]

Suddenly, Frieren’s smile faded from her eyes, and she looked to the side. “No.”

On the other side.

“Found it.” Denken leaned against a tree stump and opened his eyes. “They really used magic.”

“Even the most excellent mage cannot conceal that instant.”

[Ahhh, Old Denken found out!]

[So that’s it, mages can’t hide the magic fluctuations at the moment of casting?!]

[Even the strongest stealth fighter will have a brief window detected by radar when it opens its bomb bay.]

[This old man’s magic perception is truly amazing.]

Laufen looked in that direction, shimmered, and disappeared on the spot.

“Someone detected us, we need to leave here quickly…” Frieren said to the two beside her.

Connie’s eyes widened, a little surprised.

Before Frieren could finish speaking, the three prepared to hide.

Behind them, a figure appeared out of thin air. Laufen appeared behind the three, half-crouching with a staff held behind his back.

As he emitted magic, Frieren and the two felt a warning in their hearts.

“It seems it’s too late to escape,” Frieren’s eyes looked to the other side.

[Wow, that entrance is so cool!]

[Melee mage, right?]

[Fufu’s anti-detection ability is also very strong. When Denken discovered Frieren, she also realized that someone had detected her. Such a faint detection, Fufu felt it as if she noticed someone’s gaze. So amazing!]

In the distance.

“Petal Steel Transformation Magic.”

Under the feet of a man with slicked-back hair and a white robe, a field of flowers appeared. The petals flew into the air, turning into sharp blades and needles, shooting towards the opposite side.

On the other side, Lantz adjusted his glasses, his cheek scratched by a petal needle, a trace of blood flowing.

On the other side, a brown-haired female mage in the sky used flight magic to ascend.

“Rock Ammunition Transformation Magic.”

Her pink-red cape billowed in the air, and surrounding rocks hurled towards Fern.

Fern used defensive magic, creating a barrier around herself to block the rock attacks.

She felt this magic was difficult to deal with. “It’s like cannonballs.”

Fern leaped backward.

“She’s widening the distance again,” the brown-haired female mage in the sky noticed Fern getting further and further away from her.

Fern used a three-layered attack magic.

‘Ah…’ The brown-haired female mage was surprised and flashed in the air to dodge Fern’s attack.

“Concise and flawless, but the fighting style is very old,” she noticed that Fern’s combat style was very rigorous, giving her a feeling.

“It feels like I’m fighting my grandpa.”

[Old man’s ancient combat mode.]

[A disciple taught by the thousand-year-old Fufu, this is the grand-disciple of your magic world’s grandmaster!]

[I get it, Fern is her grandpa.]

“Basic attack magic and defensive magic,” the brown-haired mage’s voice came from above.

Fern heard her speaking about herself. “You only use these basic spells.”

“Are you trying to hide your trump card?”

[Trump card: magic to see through clothes.]

Fern looked at the female mage in the sky and said, “Master requires me to only use basic magic in combat.”

“So you’re following your master’s policy,” the brown-haired female mage understood.

“Yes,” Fern’s eyes were incredibly calm as she continued, “She said that basic magic is enough to deal with mages of this era.”

The brown-haired female mage narrowed her eyes. “Is that so.”

[Those words are so mean!]

[I feel mocked.]

[So arrogant, it’s almost cool.]

[I’m impressed by you and your master.]