I have to hypnotize you, Aura!

Is this guy really capable?

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Author's Note: Sorry for the late update today.

Chapter 110: Come here for a hug~

Seven months later

[Practicing magic on the edge of a cliff]

A massive beam of magic shot out in the blink of an eye, striking the boulder on the opposite cliff like a missile, followed by a deafening roar—even the speed of sound couldn't match Philon's magic.

"boom!"

A strong wind swept in, blowing the bangs of the three people on the cliff edge high.

"Clap clap clap." Fingel clapped applause admiringly, his tone full of appreciation. "Well done, Philon! You truly are a magical genius."

The magic turret was indeed real; Philon's normal attack magic was characterized by its speed and power, and this was already beginning to show.

"Thank you for the compliment, Lord Fingel. It's all thanks to Lady Frilian's excellent teaching."

Philon smoothed his bangs, put away his staff, and responded humbly.

"Hmph~ Of course, Philon is my disciple."

Frillie swung her thighs with a smile as she sat on the edge of the cliff, looking at the opposite bank and enjoying the feeling of her legs dangling in the air.

"Stop praising her, she's got such an arrogant attitude..."

"Hey? You, are you looking for trouble?"

These two always have to bicker, and everyone else has gotten used to it.

"Lord Fingel, you can't do this! We should encourage Lady Frilian even more!" Philon cheered the elf with a fist pump, "Lady Frilian is amazing!"

...

"Don't spoil Frillie too much, Philon..."

Isn't there something wrong with your roles? Frillian is clearly the teacher.

Fingel was speechless. Where did this child learn such a motherly personality? Every morning she had to wake Frillie up on time and braid her hair.

Hey.

But it's also a good thing; if I leave, the two of them can take care of each other.

Damn, why does it look like he's about to die?

Very unlucky.

“Time flies,” Fingel said with a hint of regret. He then turned to a smug female elf and whispered, “Frilian…would you be sad if I disappeared?”

Frillie gave an immediate reply.

"will not."

?

Fingel's tactical black face looks like it's been blacked out with a marker.

"Hey, can you be so direct?"

Our friendship is fucking dead.

I was hoping this guy would remember me for a hundred years or so if I left, but now it seems... even ten years is an overestimation, right?

He decisively activated the mind-reading function.

"Sad? You're just regretting that you can't find a prettier woman, aren't you?"

Frillie gave him a disdainful look.

[He clearly can't take advantage of me anymore now that he's gone back, and I'm worried Flame will kill him...]

nonsense!

I didn't think that way at all, okay?

Fingel was speechless. Would Flame, a mere mortal, make him hesitate to act? Did she really think he could mess with her apprentice right in front of her?

"That's what you must be thinking."

"...You've activated mind reading, haven't you?"

"No way, after knowing each other for so long, do you think I don't know what you're thinking?"

"There's absolutely no need for that..."

They bicker every day.

Because they broke through the barrier between them, Fingel and Frillie's relationship gradually warmed up, but due to their instinctive mutual dislike or something else, it evolved into what it is now.

Philon sensed something was wrong: were they actually going back?

[Philon has slight doubts about what you said]

[Keywords for increasing favorability...]

[Implantation successful]

【Favourability: 197】

"Lord Fingel...are you going back?"

She had thought about this day, but she didn't expect it to come so soon.

“Ah, little Philon…yes, I’ve been here long enough.” Fingel walked over, patted Philon’s little head, and said nostalgically, “Really, time flies.”

If I go back, it will be a thousand or two thousand years before we meet again... I don't know how I managed to get through that.

"Why go back, Lady Fingel? Is it not good enough here? You're clearly happy with Lady Haita and Lady Frilian, aren't you?"

Philon was reluctant to let her go and wanted to persuade her to stay.

Although Lord Fingel is a bit strange and even a pervert, he is still very good to her... He often buys all sorts of gifts and delicious food for Philen, and he does care about her.

"There's no other way; people always have to go home."

"This is your era, you have people you cherish... I also have people I want to see again."

Fingel sighed... Well, that statement is only 70% believable.

He was afraid that if he stayed too long, the time constraints would lead to irreversible consequences.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be better to just wait until the original timeline ends, enjoy yourself for a few decades, and then travel back in time?

It's just that we can't do it.

"Is that so...? Does Lord Fingel also have someone he cares about? Who is it?"

Philon tilted his head, a hint of regret in his voice... Since that's the case, there's really no way to keep him.

Frillie has slight doubts about what you said.

Frillie, however, did not believe it at all.

She dusted herself off and walked up to Philon, trying to sabotage him.

"Hmph, he's definitely thinking about all sorts of women. That's all that's on his mind."

?

"nonsense!"

Snapped!

With a slap, Fingel landed on Frillie's shapely buttocks, causing the female elf to scream in complete surprise.

"What are you saying in front of a child?"

???

"Hehehe, Philon, don't listen to this guy's nonsense... I'm very innocent, okay?"

Fingel's temples throbbed... He really needed to teach that stupid woman a lesson tonight.

"Philan, let me tell you... this guy was like this the first time he met me... sob sob sob!"

Before Frillie could finish speaking, her mouth was covered by Fingel, who covered her mouth with one hand to stop her from continuing to talk about her embarrassing past.

The main problem is that I have too many dark histories, and if I were to talk about them, my image would be completely ruined.

Although he doesn't have much of an image to speak of.

"Haha, Philon, don't be like your teacher!"

“A child who slanders others is not a good child.”

Fingel snapped his fingers, attracting the girl's attention.

This is an illusion technique he recently learned—if you suddenly change the illusion of reality, it is easy to give yourself away, so you can do some actions to distract others.

The next second, Philon was caught in his illusion magic—in her vision, Fingel was simply covering Frillian's mouth, preventing her from speaking.

"Uh... Lord Fingel, what's going on here..."

Philon's face instantly turned bright red, like a ripe apple. She hurriedly covered her eyes with her sleeve, but couldn't help peeking through her fingers. The tuft of hair on her head bobbed with her rapid breathing, and even her toes curled up shyly.

Although she is still a child, she has recently learned some advanced knowledge, which has given her a better understanding of the current situation.

Is this...flirting? Is it like this?

"We were just kidding! We're really good friends... It's normal for friends to joke around, isn't it?"

Fingel looked at Philon with a smile, completely ignoring the struggling elf.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Frillie tried to push him away with all her might, but that towering hand gave her no chance.

'It must be a lie!'

Philon blushed, unsure whether to stop her... She suddenly felt a strange sense of envy?

Perhaps it was envy of the kind of 'love' adults see in her.

It's hard to say whether Fingel and Frilian actually had such a relationship, since their connection is too abstract.

"Philan, you should go home quickly. Haita is waiting for you, but he's not available right now."

Fingel addressed Philon.

[Philon has slight doubts about what you said]

"Oh, right! Lord Haita... I'll head back now, Lord Fingel."

Upon hearing this, Philon's expression turned serious, and he became slightly anxious.

Recently, Haita's health has been deteriorating. After all, he is an elderly man in his seventies and will gradually lose the ability to take care of himself. Recently, Haita has even stopped cooking, as he simply doesn't have the energy and strength to keep going.

As a sensible child, Philon naturally takes on all sorts of chores... As for Frilian? Don't count on her; she's incredibly lazy, she's lucky if she can even take care of herself.

"Of course, of course, go back quickly."

Fingel waved goodbye.

"Yes!"

Philon quickly used his flying magic to travel.

The shortest distance between two points is a straight line. If you use flying magic, it only takes about ten minutes to get home from here, which is a good opportunity to practice your skills.

.....

As Philen disappeared from sight, becoming a black dot, Fingel breathed a sigh of relief... then gritted his teeth and looked to his right—at a certain female elf.

He canceled the illusion magic; it turned out their current posture was somewhat indecent.

Using his strength and size advantage, he wrapped his arm around Frillie's neck and choked her throat, while holding her abdomen to prevent her from escaping.

In just a short while, Frillie's face showed signs of oxygen deprivation, and she almost rolled her eyes back.

It feels like an evil force coercing young girls.