I have to hypnotize you, Aura!

"What does it matter?"

Fingel laughed heartily, thinking that it would be great if he could take a picture of him and post it in his sons' QQ group. He himself thought he was really damn handsome.

"A man is a boy until he dies! Flame, you should try to be a little more innocent! You're still very young!"

"Remember to smile more! Keep a smile on your face!"

He awkwardly made a thumbs-up gesture, but his nails were too long to make the correct movement.

?

Flame paused, as if her previous memories were an illusion. The children hadn't died; they were still smiling and staring with innocent eyes, begging her to tell them stories. All the horror was just a figment of her imagination.

Seeing Fingel grinning foolishly over there, Flame was stunned for a moment.

At this moment, the shadows of memories from more than ten years ago seemed to overlap, and the children all said that they looked good when they smiled.

Just like after becoming an adult, most people will occasionally become that weird uncle/big sister who watches elementary school students having fun on the subway or at the school gate.

It's like the lost beauty has come back to life!

"Ms. Flame! If you don't smile soon, I'm going to have to take control of you! As a nobleman, I command you not to laugh!"

Fingel suddenly stepped closer and grabbed Flame's shoulder.

Trying to act aloof?

To be honest, he came here today to pick up girls and wanted to try having sex in the wild, but the current atmosphere isn't suitable.

"Would you like to try our family's secret Tsukuyomi technique? It's a technique that even demons can't resist. Do you want to test its power?"

"So, Ms. Flamel, smile! A smile makes you ten years younger!"

Fingel's expression was extremely solemn, as if he were on a secret mission.

Flame's gaze was somewhat unfocused; her lips were tightly pressed together, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly... Fingel's eyes made her feel uneasy.

'Seriously... don't suddenly put the test so close together! Everyone knows your Tsukuyomi secret technique is a lie! Do you think I'm some stupid demon who's been completely fooled by you?'

The girl turned her face away to avoid other people's gaze, clenching her teeth tightly to try to hold back, but Fingel continued to nag relentlessly, just like those children who used to pester her to tell them stories and never leave.

"I don't want to—just smiling like an idiot looks really stupid, okay?"

She frowned and scolded Fingel, but finally couldn't help but laugh out loud, her pretty face burning red... Is this person an idiot?

[Flame's favorability towards you +1]

[Flame's favorability towards you +1]

【…】

[Flame's favorability towards you +10]

[Flame's favorability towards you +10]

【Flame's Affection Level: 201 (Friendship)】

kindness?

Fingel, who was about to touch Naizi, froze and stopped his groping... Huh? Why did his affection level suddenly increase so much?

What did I do?

Author's Note: I really miss the days when I'd spend half my weekly allowance on Zhiyin Comic Book to read the Dragon Raja serial. It's hard to believe how long that's been.

Brothers, never give up no matter what you do! As long as you burn with your inner power, you'll be fearless, even if you die on the way to fight Hades!

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Chapter 52: An Unexpected Discovery?

Fingel had no choice but to let go, but he still couldn't help aiming at himself.

His gaze drifted into Flame's clothes. Fingel stared at Flame's neckline. Upon closer inspection, she was indeed very voluptuous. Her breasts were even more alluring against the backdrop of her slender waist... and those long, smooth legs. He touched them every day but never got tired of them.

Sometimes, wearing clothes makes you look better than not wearing any.

?

Women are very sensitive to certain gazes. Flame, who was initially slightly agitated, stepped forward and lightly tapped Fingel on the head.

"What are you looking at! Is this what you think about all day? Who taught you all this stuff?"

?

Ah yes, that's right.

Fingel felt no remorse whatsoever; instead, he launched the Tragic Attack Principle without hesitation.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm an orphan in this world—or, if I had to put it, I'd say I'm self-taught."

?

"You... okay, I'm sorry."

Flame was speechless and had to apologize; her manners were far superior to those of that scumbag.

Given her personality, she shouldn't be able to criticize something like this... How could this person laugh while saying something so tragic?

She suddenly realized that Fingel must be a very strong person... Despite having no family to take care of him, he managed to grow up successfully. Although it's a bit abnormal, he must have worked very hard, right? His childhood must have been very tough, right?

These days, it's already difficult for orphans to grow up, let alone end up like this.

Thinking about it and smiling, she couldn't help but pat Fingel's head.

"Don't think about these things... Doing too much at your age is bad for your health."

"I've heard that some men are spoiled when they're young, and then when they get old..."

"?"

Fingel was taken aback. "Are you trying to comfort me? I feel like you're scolding me."

'Wait, are you insulting me? Getting old? Who do you think you are?'

'Are you kidding me?'

He immediately turned red and warm, which is the most unquestionable part of a man's body, just like being massaged on the kidney point during a foot massage and always feeling calm and detached—it can never be admitted or accepted!

"And what's with that motherly tone you're using? Since when did it become your turn to cosplay as a caring older sister?"

'Am I supposed to say that you're a woman old enough to be my mother?'

Fingel felt uneasy, as if he was being looked down upon for no reason. Was it because his favorability rating had increased?

He actually felt a little uncomfortable.

He grabbed Flame and pinched her chin, threatening her with a forced smile.

"Thank you for your concern, Mrs. Flame... but I suggest you stop worrying. You should spend more time worrying about yourself."

?

Mother?

A blush of surprise appeared on Flame's usually expressionless face. What a strange statement! It seemed rather embarrassing.

What mother? What are you talking about?

She suddenly realized that her previous behavior did indeed seem somewhat similar to her current role.

She suppressed her emotions and slapped Fingel's hand away; that bastard's hand always automatically aimed at the wrong place.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Who's your mother? I..."

"Hmm? You seem quite excited... You perverted woman, you call me a pervert every day, but you clearly like it too, don't you?"

Fingel was amused. Although there was no evidence, he assumed that the other person enjoyed this kind of play.

"Nonsense! I clearly didn't, it was you... Wait! What are you doing? This is outside!"

Flame's tone became flustered. What was this bastard going to do?

This is the outskirts of town! Don't go too far!

Shameless! Morally bankrupt!

Is this what it means to be an aristocrat?

“That doesn’t matter!” Fingel exclaimed indignantly, his expression agitated and indignant. “What matters is love! Where there is love, everywhere is a rotating crystal bed!”

???

Fingel grabbed Flame's hands... The king descended from the sky, his eyes blazing with fury!

The sorrow of blood is depression!

As is well known, depression can be relieved by disturbing others.

Flame struggled desperately, but found herself helpless... This bastard is so strong! She couldn't break free at all, this bastard!

'What is this guy saying?'

"let go!"

"I reject!"

Ultimately, she found that resistance was futile and could only passively accept it, even subconsciously responding with her body.

'Damn it... I seem to be losing all sense of decency.'

...

A few minutes later.

On the way to Aura's arrival, Frilian was not found. According to the townspeople, there was an elf in the town, but no one had paid attention to it.

Aura was originally planning to go back, since who would want to give Fingel a gift? But a townsman told her that Fingel seemed to have gone to the forest to the north, so she reluctantly decided to go and look for him.

Just then, she saw a small vendor selling things in town. After being swayed by the mustachioed male merchant's flowery boasts, she bought a strange bottle of oil. He said that men liked to apply this stuff to their... well, that nobles especially liked this stuff!

Aura didn't quite understand, but seeing how confident the vendor was, she temporarily believed him and took the shop away in a very domineering manner, leaving the other vendors bewildered... Was she really that domineering?

The maid who was with him had no choice but to pay the bill and apologize to the other party.

To this, Aura showed no pity, nor any remorse.

Demons kill without blinking an eye, yet you have to pay to buy things? Do gangsters even care about traffic lights?

Aura, annoyed by the maid's annoyance, chased her away and went into the forest to search for Fingel's whereabouts. After walking for about half an hour, she saw a charred tree stump.

"This must be Fingel's magic... What a boring ability."

Aura looked at the scorched tree stump and guessed that it was probably Fingel's magic—to be honest, she didn't understand why Fingel, who clearly didn't understand the principles of magic, could use magic.

She guessed it was either some kind of transformation magic that enhanced strength and speed, or magic that could unleash flames.

To be honest, Aura felt weak and boring; he was more like a warrior than a mage.

She had met this kind of demon before... a demon who could turn everything into gold, and was highly valued by the Demon King.

She walked up to the tree stump. The bark was charred and peeling off, and the scorch marks resembled vicious claw marks piercing through the trunk. Burning wood fragments were scattered on the ground. This was undoubtedly a tree attacked by supernatural forces.

"It's still warm up there... So where is the person? Is he nearby? It should be Fingel."

Aura felt something was off. This shouldn't have happened recently, and Fingel should still be in this grove—but where was he?

It’s weird.

"En~"

A sound like the wind blowing through the air caught her attention. She turned her head and saw a dense thicket of bushes, just like a thicket of trees.

Thanks to the small population of Frisch, the local vegetation has been minimally damaged.

"Who's there? Come out!"

She was about to go and take a look when she saw the bushes move slightly, with a subtle rhythm.

Is anyone there...? Why are you hiding?

'Is it Fingel?'