I have to hypnotize you, Aura!

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Frillie has mild doubts about you.

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Ah...you're so perceptive.

He truly deserves to be called one of the most talented magicians in almost human history.

Fingel clicked his tongue inwardly, realizing he hadn't said anything yet.

After all, from a normal perspective, I was just spacing out for a little while... What does that prove? Are people not allowed to space out?

But this great mage saw it differently. Although she couldn't immediately analyze the magic on the stone tablet, with her almost terrifying magical talent, she could tell that it was related to time.

After thinking for a moment, Fingel decided to tell Frilian and Flame.

He definitely couldn't tell anyone else; it might easily get out and have a huge impact on the future... But he trusted Flame and Frilian.

Basically, they will try to do whatever they promise—even if it means Flame wearing a maid outfit and looking disgusted as she steps on something... Flame still does it.

"Okay, okay... that's how it is."

Fingel decided to confess.

Most importantly, these two are among the most advanced intelligent beings in terms of their understanding of magic. If we don't learn from them, who else can we learn from?

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

The wind whipped snowflakes against the windowpanes, and the whole wooden house trembled slightly with a howling sound, yet it stood firm on the snow like a roly-poly toy. The simple stove inside burned, dispelling the cold, and the sparks crackling between the wooden blocks sounded like a fire demon coughing after smoking.

After recounting the general events that occurred a thousand years later, Fingel took a deep breath... Damn, he almost couldn't catch his breath.

[Flame has serious doubts about you]

Frillie has mild doubts about you.

"A thousand years from now...can such a thing really exist? Unbelievable." Her lips trembled, opening and closing, even her signature elegant smile froze on her face. "Unbelievable...unbelievable, you wouldn't be lying, would you?"

After carefully considering Fingel's words and confirming that he wasn't playing a trick on her, Flame quickly regained her composure.

"This seems to fall outside the realm of magic; should we say it's the power of the gods?"

Flame pondered the possibilities... If it were a goddess, it would be quite possible. Her master, Celia, had once said that the most convenient magic was actually mastered by goddesses, and goddesses could accomplish all sorts of things that seemed impossible to you.

"Wow, that's awesome."

Frillie clapped calmly, but her tone betrayed a hint of surprise... Time travel? That sounds amazing.

"You guys are a little bit more shocked... This is making me feel somewhat frustrated."

Fingel was speechless. He wanted to see their stunned expressions, but they really couldn't see anything.

To see them break down, you have to be in bed.

Flame ignored him, her brows furrowing even more deeply.

Unlike Frilian, who doesn't yet have much of a foundation in magical theory, and the great mage with a vast amount of magical knowledge who won't appear for another thousand years, Flame is already the strongest human mage.

"Hmm... Time travel has actually happened, which means I can know about things a thousand years in the future directly through you... But..."

Flame's brow furrowed... She desperately wanted to know about the future through Fingel.

For example, was his barrier magic ultimately completed successfully? Or did he succeed in getting the various human kingdoms to allow their people to learn magic?

It was like a cat's claws, tormenting her heart.

"No, no, you can't tell me yet..."

?

"What are you thinking about, Flame?" Frilian tilted her head in confusion, looking at Flame. "Is it something very serious?"

It's strange, I rarely see Flamel so out of control.

Even when surrounded by demons, he remained calm and composed.

"Hahaha! Stop thinking about it... Anyway, since things have come to this, let's eat first."

Fingel laughed and then began preparing the food... He decided not to worry about this matter anymore.

Flame is a woman old enough to be his mother. Not only is she beautiful and has a great figure, but she is also very caring and considerate. Don't be fooled by her aloof demeanor; she's actually a proud orange-haired woman.

Even if I do nothing afterward, Flame will definitely study time magic seriously on her own.

Furthermore, no matter how cold a woman is, xx is always warm-hearted.

"Ah, I love you so much, Flame."

Fingel shamelessly exclaimed... "Is this the benefit of having an external brain? It's a good thing I'm trembling with fear a thousand years later."

Great, that resolves the matter!

"You...you're doing this on purpose, aren't you? Do you really think I won't get angry?"

Flame couldn't help but elbow Fingel in the waist, but he dodged it.

Looking at Fingel's relaxed and carefree demeanor, she couldn't help but grit her teeth. She had become somewhat immune to Fingel's frivolous remarks... She completely understood that this bastard was just trying to wash his hands of the matter.

Time travel isn't just about Fingel; it's also about Frilian, and even human history... That bastard Fingel is betting she won't be able to ignore it!

You dump all your troubles on me, do you think I'm some kind of garbage disposal?

"Oh, Flame is angry."

"You made yourself angry, so deal with it yourself. It's none of my business."

Frillie hugged her knees and shrank into the corner of the room before decisively cutting.

"Huh, what are you talking about? I don't quite understand... Women are so hard to deal with, why do they get angry for no reason?"

Fingel pretended to be stupid, clutching his back, while pulling a small gift box out of his clothes.

"Oh, by the way, let me give you a gift."

The gift box looked small, a wooden box less than half the size of a palm, but it was exquisitely made and clearly not an ordinary item.

"You don't think you can just get away with this by giving me any random gift, do you...? I'm really getting angry now."

Flame's expression grew even more displeased. What does this guy take me for?

Does he think I'm the kind of woman who can be appeased with a simple gift? Does this guy even realize the enormity of the trouble he's gotten himself into?!

The more I think about it, the angrier I get... That bastard is a total scumbag, taking advantage of his noble status to harass women at will, completely disregarding the feelings of others...

Am I some cheap woman?

"Don't give it to me, take it and give it to your other lovers!"

"I will study the matter of time magic; I don't need your payment."

Flame waved her hand indifferently, appearing completely businesslike.

Ugh... this is so troublesome.

Fingel scratched his scalp, feeling utterly overwhelmed... What to do when a woman has a seizure? Most likely she's faking it; a good scolding will fix it!

Well, actually, this approach requires some modeling skills, and Fingel knows that although Flame is somewhat sexually frustrated and has a repressed, brooding nature, she's not a woman who's easily fooled.

"No... This is a gift I brought from a thousand years in the future."

Without a word, he grabbed Flame's little hand... Hmm, it's so soft. It's been so long. Flame's little hand smells so good. I want to lick it.

Subconsciously, I inhaled the gust of wind.

[Flame has serious doubts about you!]

"What are you doing? Let go! Are you a pervert?"

The sudden, bizarre behavior overwhelmed the anger.

Suddenly, two blushes appeared on Furame's fair cheeks, like white porcelain stained with rouge. She turned her face away in a panic, her long eyelashes trembling rapidly, and even the tips of her ears turned translucent red.

"Yes, I am!"

"Is this the first day you've met me? I won't let go unless you accept the gift."

Fingel pursed his lips... Speaking of which, Flame seems to have slightly sweaty hands? By the way, if, and I mean if, after Flame's strenuous exercise, you were to take off Flame's clothes and then frantically inhale her sweaty hands, how would you react?

Tsk, that seems a bit perverted.

But... so what?

He grabbed Flame's little hand and sniffed it hard, clearly ready to put it in his mouth.

"..."

Frillie hugged her knees, staring silently at the two of them, lost in thought.

Only Fingel knew that the child's brain had probably shut down.

Frillie has mild doubts about your behavior.

Frillie has slight doubts about what you said.

【Frilian.....】

...

The battle continued.

"Baka! Hentai! Urusai! Let go right now!"

Flame tried to break free, but how could he possibly be stronger than a warrior? He could only let some freak manipulate him.

"I refuse! This taste...it tastes like a lie!"

Fingel chuckled, transforming into a swirling abyss of licking—accidentally spreading upwards from the back of Flame's hand.

Extremely obsessed (obsessed).

"Alright, alright, I'll take the gift. Just let go of me now!"

With Frillian present, Flame was nearly frantic... That bastard, doesn't she care about the surroundings at all? She's getting more and more outrageous!

asshole!

Her tone was tinged with fear, as if she was afraid that Fingel would do something even more outrageous... Besides, Frillian was right there! How was she supposed to explain herself like this?

"Really? You're really not angry anymore?"

Fingel looked up with feigned regret, wiped his mouth... Really, just a little more perseverance!

Flamel is still too thin-skinned.

Although she had done many interesting things in bed because of someone, and Flame often made suggestive remarks, such as telling Frilian that "boys like gifts that can dissolve clothes," Flame was actually a rather conservative girl.

"Really, really! Just stop licking it!"

Flame was breathing heavily, her ample bosom rising and falling with each breath, clearly feeling a bit out of breath from the exertion.

So, do you still want my gift?

Fingel said regretfully.

"I want it! I want it! Stop talking nonsense!"

Flame wanted to slap Fingel across the face; that smiling, feignedly innocent expression...it was really infuriating!

She was determined to research methods that would allow her to control soldiers at close range!

"Oh? So you really want a gift... Since you want it so much..."

Fingel clenched his fist tightly. "That's me for you!"

Although no one knew what he was so proud of, Fingel opened the gift box with a smug look on his face, casually took out the ring, and quickly slipped it onto Flame's finger.

"Then I'll give it to you."

The cold touch came from her fingertips, and the sparkling gem immediately caught Flame's attention.

".....ring?"

She raised her hand in surprise and examined the ring closely... discovering that her initials were engraved on it.

Why did you send me something like this?

"Don't you like it?" Fingel took back the gift box. "I had it specially made... I just didn't know if you liked this style."