I have to hypnotize you, Aura!

[Generates an entry...Affection level entry]

[This is a Level 4 entry... It's perfectly normal to have your heart race occasionally when you encounter a handsome subordinate.]

[Implantation successful, awaiting trigger]

[Favorability rating keyword implantation... Implantation successful]

[Current Affection Level: 199 (Friendly??????)]

[Unable to break through the limits]

?

When did your favorability rating get so high?

Fingel pursed his lips, feeling puzzled. This was almost as fast as his own progress over the past month or two! But something was wrong with this favorability system; what was with the question marks?

In fact, the highest level of favorability he ever achieved with ordinary people was by supporting a widow in a village who had lost her ability to work, raising her favorability to a maximum of 400.

After reaching 200, the favorability rating will change to (Respect).

But after reaching 400, the system indicated that it could no longer be increased easily, and that the favorability progress bar might vary depending on individual differences—he felt that it was unlikely that Aura would respect him, and besides, the route wasn't quite right.

And just like moving from indifference to friendliness, when it comes to this kind of breakthrough in favorability on the street, there's no way to break through directly with low-level keywords—it's best to load into high-level keywords, use trigger effects, and add real-world assistance to break through.

He was somewhat surprised that Aura had reached 199 so quickly; he had thought that this cold-blooded demon would lose favor if he didn't fawn over her every day.

Speaking of...rebellion?

What the hell.

"That's a bit hurtful of you to say. I'm your loyal subordinate!" Fingel lied through his teeth. "Don't you want to believe in my loyalty?"

"Speaking of which, I helped Lord Aura a week ago, right? I think you should give me a reward."

Aura is suspicious of your words.

[Aura's favorability -1]

[Aura's favorability +1]

[Aura's favorability -1]

【….】

?

Fingel said he didn't understand. "Your favorability rating jumps a bit strange. Does it automatically rise without me inserting any keywords? Hajira, you're something else."

"I don't think a reward is necessary."

Aura's tone was calm, and she curled up even more, concealing her long black legs behind her armor—the last time had indeed dealt a heavy blow to her confidence, as she had actually been defeated by a human?

In particular, she found that her emotions had become unstable and even difficult to control recently.

When did it start?

She thought about it and realized it probably started when she met Fingel, that rebellious, damned liar.

She did nothing all week but eat and drink in her room, occasionally studying magic, her heart as calm as a lake... But why did seeing Fingel inexplicably accelerate your emotions?

She clutched her chest, her face showing confusion, but it was quickly replaced by a cold demeanor.

Aura realized the 'truth'.

"You weren't under any control at all. From the very beginning, you weren't affected by my obedience magic... You were just pretending, weren't you? All that talk about loving me and wanting to touch my body, it was all fake, wasn't it?"

Author's note: There will be a new chapter in about ten minutes... Please wait a moment.

Chapter 45: Shattering

She remembered the first time they met...

'The moment I saw Lady Aura, I fell deeply in love. Your beautiful face, your jewel-like eyes, your voluptuous figure, and those alluring legs captivated me completely... Ah, great Lady Aura, you are the most beautiful creation in the world.'

These words are all meant to deceive me, to try and survive under my control, aren't they?

"You never tell the truth."

"what?"

No, this is the only real one, and I really want to touch it.

Fingel thought to himself, "This is bad. My head is starting to hurt. This stupid woman has finally realized something."

Has this day really come? The system only implants common sense and various terms to brainwash a person, but it cannot turn a person into an idiot. When faced with strong real-world conflicts, some basic concepts may be broken through.

For example, a basic term like "breathing air will kill you"—does that really mean you stop breathing?

Definitely not.

Last time, when facing Flame, Fingel displayed a freedom that exceeded Aura's expectations—only then did she fully realize that she had finally 'remembered' Fingel's daily problems, and the accumulation of these memories completely shattered Aura's confidence.

It was like a mountain roaring and a tsunami crashing.

"You can leave now. It must be tiring to keep pretending to respect and admire me."

Aura curled up tightly, the shadows of the armored soldiers obscuring her figure and burying her in the corner.

I lost to humans. Even obedience magic failed. This guy has been toying with me... I should cut off his head. Yes, I should do that. Humans who dare to defy my magic must be beheaded.

But... kill Fingel?

Aura was unusually confused, her mind a jumbled mess... Should she kill him? She felt she didn't want to kill Fingel, but shouldn't she? How could she not want to kill him?

The more she thought about it, the more conflicted she became. Awula spent a week in shame, doubt, and confusion.

Finally—she gave up entirely.

That's fine. Let's just rest peacefully in the castle for the next few decades, and then I'll think about what to do after Fingel dies of old age.

Let's study the magic that hides in the castle, just like a hibernating grizzly bear.

Demons have no concept of shame in escaping, or rather, she doesn't realize that her actions are escapist.

"Let's go... You were just faking it anyway, weren't you? I don't need you here anymore. Go wherever you want to go?"

"You no longer need to pretend, and I won't kill you—don't come near me again."

Splash--------

The puppet armored soldier drew a sword mark more than a meter long on the ground with his sharp blade, as if the flames of Eden had separated the darkness. Sunlight streamed through the window and shone on Fingel's pale golden eyes, like flickering candlelight.

Definitely.

Aura issued a cold order to expel her. Her black eyes were like frost-covered blades, her lips were pressed into a cold, straight line, and her chin was slightly raised, revealing her aloofness.

'Ah... the Barrier of the Heart, Aura form?'

Fingel's mind raced. He'd risked his life to save Aura, and he hadn't even hit a home run yet! And now he wanted him to leave? What a joke! What about all that time I spent licking him?

Want to get a free ticket?

"Lord Aura, why do you say that?"

Fingel's eyes darkened... "Wouldn't it be better to just obediently be hypnotized? Really."

Ugh... Ever since he took the medication, he's found himself becoming more emotional.

He harbored a deep-seated, repressed negative emotion, which he couldn't quite put his finger on. Whenever this happened, he seemed to vent it through sex and violence—so whenever he was unhappy or upset, he would go to Flame.

In other words, Flame's physical condition is quite good, and her mentality is far beyond that of ordinary people. Normal people cannot withstand such a kind of exertion.

Fine, I'll just give you another perfunctory answer.

Fingel took a deep breath and began to chant:

"I love you! I think of Lord Aura when I sleep, and my eyes are always fixed on you! Please look at me, I feel like I'm possessed, my longing for you is pathological. What can I do to make you believe in my loyalty? I..."

Aura interrupted him, unwilling to listen to such hypocritical words any longer.

"Save those words for that human woman... Don't treat me like a fool, hurry up and leave."

"Or I'll kill you."

Aura's tone was icy. Several puppet soldiers in the room stood up, the soul fire on their heads glowing eerily, as if several eyes were staring at him, ready to strike his head at any moment.

It's likely that it will actually be cut down—at least that's how it looks.

"Stop messing around, Lord Aura, are you really going to kill me?" Fingel was exasperated. This crazy woman was such a nuisance. He really wanted to pin her down on the bed and whip her... Women just need to be taught a lesson. She's not allowed to eat at the table anymore.

Our ancestors were absolutely right.

It's because they're used to it.

"That's quite heartbreaking. I thought Lord Aura would care about me. The maids said that when you heard I was going to see a woman, you..."

Fingel deliberately exposed his shortcomings, in a somewhat sarcastic tone.

[Aura squandered your words!]

[Favorability attribute successfully implanted! Favorability +1]

[Aura's favorability -1]

[Affection level remains unchanged]

"No way! Who cares about a paramecium like you!"

Aura, however, suddenly stood up as if her tail had been stepped on. She was lifted up by the soldiers and carried like a queen by her subjects—who would care about a lowly servant? Impossible!

"I don't need you anymore, understand?"

“I never needed you—I’m strong, you’re no longer of any use, and I’ve had enough of your arrogant, clownish words.”

Aura stared down at Fingel with an arrogant and aloof demeanor, as if only in this way could she gain confidence—yes, her obedience magic was still invincible, she just needed time.

And, I don't need disloyal rebellion.

Yes... that's how it should always be. I only need loyal puppets to dedicate their lives to me; I don't need an outcast like Fingel.

Author's Note: There will be another chapter later. Brothers who can't wait, go to sleep early (Eurasia Smith)

Chapter 46; Educating the Female Demons!

"You're free now, so I'll spare your life—but considering you've pretended to be a loyal servant and worked like a slave for me, get out of here!"

"You no longer need to pretend."

Aura's tone was resolute, carrying an almost unyielding will; she was determined to drive Finger away.

.....

"Is there no need for pretense anymore? Is this your answer, Lord Aura?"

Fingel hunched his hands, the restlessness suppressed in his muscles, a tingling sensation spreading through his fingernails... He didn't even notice that his fingernails were slowly growing longer, becoming sharper and harder.

It resembled a weakened dinosaur's claw.

'Ah... No way.'

"Ugh, so annoying! Can't you just be a good, honest woman? Can't I slowly build up my relationship with you? Do you really think you're that important? I was just looking at your body—Aww, can't you have some self-awareness?"

Love would be even better, that's true -- but how could I fall in love with a demon who has no morals and no feelings?

The answer is no. Fingel knows himself well. He doesn't have much personal charm. At most, what attracts girls is his handsome face. But to make emotionless creatures like demons like him because of his face? It's unlikely.

So at most, I just enjoy watching... Aura, who was high above but fell to the bottom, his defenses broken, being trampled by me.

Unlike Flame, Fingel did not believe that demons could have love.

so....

I'm sorry, I just wanted to understand you... Why can't you just listen to me?

His metallic pupils grew even brighter, but a faint crimson tinge was visible... It was the vicious nature, brutality, and lust inherent in the genes of his newly emerged bloodline, like a gray wolf in the snow in winter.

[Aura's favorability -1]

[Aura's favorability -1]

[...x5]

Aura has doubts about your eyes.