I have to hypnotize you, Aura!

So... will Lord Haita continue like this in the future?

The thought that Haita would also grow old and eventually die made Philon feel an unbearable angina.

"Of course... Philon is going to practice magic today too, right?"

The three of them also started their own lives. In any case, separation is always inevitable, and everyone has to walk their own path.

...

[Three days later, in the capital]

A magical barrier, like a translucent glass dome, enveloped the royal capital on the grassland.

The spires of the stone castle pierced the golden sunset, and the moat outside the city walls reflected the fluttering banners. The wind carried the clanging of blacksmiths and the aroma of baking bread. The capital remained as peaceful as ever.

Since the Demon King's death, the entire southern part of the continent has finally ushered in a time of peace, and the common people have lived a happy and prosperous life.

At this moment, a demon dressed in simple white clothes, with two bull horns the size of fists on his head, looked at the city in front of him with curiosity.

It's Solitaire.

For more than half a year, she traveled at breakneck speed and finally arrived near her destination—the prophecy of the demon Shurahat foretold that this was her last chance to kill Fingel.

"Hum~"

"We're almost there."

Strolling across the vast grassland, Solitaire, who had been in a pleasant mood, suddenly stopped. She looked thoughtfully at the human city, a bad feeling creeping into her heart.

Solitaire tilted her head, her long hair slipping off her shoulders, her brow furrowed slightly, and a ripple of confusion appeared in her dark eyes.

"Am I too late again? It feels like 'he' is no longer here."

"This is really troublesome. What should I do? I'm already going at full speed."

She was genuinely troubled.

This is based on the fact that Solitaire has had a connection with Fingel ever since she was teased a thousand years ago.

"Damn, it runs so fast."

Honestly, even though I tried my best, I still couldn't intercept that man. What bad luck.

She really did try her best!

This time it wasn't just about the future of the demon race, but also about revenge against Fingel... but in the end, they still didn't make it in time.

She was supposed to arrive a few days earlier, but she unexpectedly encountered some rather troublesome humans on the way, which took up a lot of her time.

"Ah...so what should we do now?"

"They're really feeling down."

She kicked the pebbles on the ground unhappily, not caring whether they were dirty or not. After a while, a clever idea struck her, and Solitaire raised her index finger with a wicked smile.

She figured out what to do.

"Right! Venting...is this how it works?"

"When people are in a bad mood, they use various methods to vent their feelings, and people can do the same!"

She squinted, looking at the distant human kingdom town... According to some information, this human kingdom was not very powerful; it was only famous because it was the place where the hero Simmel appeared, and it was not a remarkable kingdom at all.

"How could someone who defeated the Demon King be born in a place like this? It's really annoying."

"In that case... let's begin!"

Humming a song from who-knows-where, Solitaire headed towards the capital—to vent her frustrations.

This time, it's not to complete the demon race's mission, but simply for my own good mood.

Analyzing the defensive magic circle!

Perhaps almost all demons are unable to deal with this thing, but it's different for a demon scholar like Solitaire—after thousands of years of research, she has gained a deep understanding of this kind of magical barrier, and now she can almost analyze most magical barriers.

And then... six hours later, disaster struck.

The magical barrier above the capital disappeared, and a large number of swords appeared out of thin air, unleashing a storm of attacks on the capital.

On this very day, people enjoying peace were reminded once again of the fear of being kept in a birdcage.

By the time the powerful figures of the human kingdoms realized what was happening and tried to hunt down the demons, they had already completely vanished.

Nearly a third of the capital city was reduced to ruins, with a large number of civilians dying and even nobles suffering heavy casualties.

This also included ordinary people working at a tailor shop.

In the ruins, Yubel knelt among the rubble, his small hands frozen in mid-air, even his eyelashes frozen solid. He stared intently at his sister, who was severed in two, the setting sun reflected in his pupils shattering.

"My sister... is dead?"

"died?"

The human brain has a self-protection mechanism. In cases of extreme anger or sadness, the human brain feels empty, devoid of anything, sadness, or emotion. Even the death of a loved one can prevent one from crying.

Yubel is in that situation now—the whole world has suddenly turned into an incomprehensible, foreign language, and all he can hear is the wind and busy signals.

"Ah... why is this happening?"

Yubel touched his face. Was he really a freak? Even though his beloved older sister was dead, he couldn't even cry.

She was only stopped watching this hellish scene when a survivor who knew the family found her nearby.

"Poor child...losing loved ones at such a young age."

"Damn demons!"

...

Demons? Are they demons?

Was it a demon that destroyed the capital?

Yubel looked into the distance as if he had seen something, and a feeling of hatred suddenly arose in his cold eyes, like a seed sprouting.

"We need to find her."

She made up her mind at such a young age.

Even if it means death, I must find that guy... I absolutely must!

She wanted to learn a kind of magic... a kind of magic that could find the demon who killed her sister.

..................................

[A magical ruin from a thousand years ago]

Returning our focus to Fingel, we find ourselves back a thousand years in the past.

Due to the drastic change in the scene, Fingel stood there stunned for a moment.

Inside the cabin, the fireplace warmed the humid air, while outside, a fierce snowstorm raged, snowflakes pounding against the magic barrier like fists.

It turned out that there was a hailstorm. If it weren't for Flame's magical protection, this little wooden house probably wouldn't have been able to withstand it and would have been destroyed.

"Hey, hey, hey... Fingel, what's wrong with you? You look like you've lost your mind, what are you thinking about?"

Flame touched Fingel's forehead, looking at the man with a puzzled expression.

They were just talking when they suddenly froze and didn't move for a long time. Anyone who didn't know better would think they were under some kind of spell that immobilized them.

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popping.

Flame gently patted Fingel's face, but when she found he still didn't react, she became a little worried.

"Let me do it!"

“I’ve heard of such things. The villagers say that you can wake him up by slapping him.”

Frillie's lips curled up, a strange confidence in her knowledge shining through.

The female elf was eager to try, and actually she was slightly looking for revenge on Fingel... because he had slapped himself on the butt a while ago for avoiding Seria.

She is very vindictive.

Yeah!

Just as she was about to strike, her hand was about to hit his face when it was grabbed by a strong hand.

"What are you doing?"

Fingel stared at the elf's claw with a dark expression. If he hadn't come to his senses, it would have already slapped him across the face.

That bastard, he still needs to be taught a lesson as always.

We must severely punish her for her fasting practices.

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"Fingal, what's wrong?"

Flame looked at Fingel's expression and felt something was off... It was the expression of a long-lost friend reuniting with someone.

'What happened?'

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"Ah...it's Flame."

Fingel then came to his senses and looked at Flame's face, which exuded the charm of a married woman.

"Could you wear your hair in a single ponytail from now on? It suits you better that way, and it looks really good."

He subconsciously reached out and stroked Flame's face; that soft, wonderful touch... it had been so long!

very good!

Fingel is eager to make a big splash.

We must, immediately, now, begin the battle!

"Why are you suddenly saying something? Honestly."

Flame blushed and glanced somewhat awkwardly at Frilian—only to find that Frilian still had a calm expression, as if she knew nothing about matters between men and women, did she breathe a sigh of relief.

'So something really happened, didn't it?'

Flame seemed to be deep in thought as she connected the image of the goddess's stele to it.

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Author's note: It's been really hot these past few days... Brothers, take care of your health.

Also, this is a harem, and Philon will probably not let her go when she grows up. Is there no problem or shouldn't there be?

After all, Philon is very beautiful.

Chapter 112: Frillie just watched

"Has something happened to you, and is it related to this stone tablet?"

Flame asked bluntly, while silently harboring doubts as she looked at the stone tablet.

"Hehe...a secret? I'll tell you if you guess it." Fingel chuckled, without giving a specific answer.

Frillie opened her emerald eyes slightly, her clear eyes filled with doubt, and her pointed ears twitched involuntarily.

"Huh? What happened?"

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