I have to hypnotize you, Aura!

"That seems to be the case, and I don't feel that anxiety anymore... Is this the blue flower tea you mentioned?" Aura asked, somewhat concerned. "It's good. Prepare more later."

She found that her anxious heart had miraculously calmed down, and even her throat didn't hurt as much anymore.

It's no wonder they're demons; even drinking boiled water has become a minor issue.

"Of course... I'm glad you like it."

"But is that why you gave me boiled water?"

"No, this is actually the traditional way of Aura. That's how we treat the mistress of the house."

"Is that right?"

The uneducated Awula was easily fooled and believed it—it really wasn't a big deal, just drinking boiled water.

So Fingel took the new tea set and continued brewing tea, also making some for himself, and sat opposite her to enjoy his creation.

"By the way, Lady Aura... I'm planning to go north in a while, so it would be best if we went together."

Fingel mimicked Kaneki from the West Seaweed, moving his fingers to indicate that he needed to trim his nails again tonight.

Although doing that kind of thing with Aura was pleasurable, it didn't do anything good for his health, and his condition was indeed getting worse and worse. He could often see his eyes turning into vertical pupils in the mirror.

Will it turn into a dragon? Or a lizard?

Aura has slight doubts about your words.

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"What are we going to do further north? There are many demons there..." Aura said lazily, "You're not allowed to go."

Because the massage felt quite good, she didn't really want to move.

She was also somewhat lazy by nature; many demons liked to stay in one place for decades.

"I'm going to find Celia."

Fingel spoke, a slight worry creeping into his heart; he could no longer take it off.

He couldn't accept that he had become a cold-blooded animal, especially since he seemed to be increasingly indifferent to life and death. Although he had once been full of cynicism, he was still a normal person—but when he saw so many people die recently, he didn't seem to feel much.

My thinking has been influenced.

"Who is that? Never heard of her. Another woman you've found?"

Aura asked calmly.

What did I come to see Fingel for?

She fell into deep thought for a moment, realizing that she seemed to have come here to...

“Yes…wait, no.” Fingel felt a headache coming on. “She was a very powerful female elf mage. Legend has it that she lived for over a thousand years. She was the one who obtained the Magic Library and was also Flame’s mentor.”

"Don't you demons know? This person is very powerful."

Flame?

Aura's expression turned sour whenever this woman was mentioned, because she had almost been killed by (censorship).

"I don't know." Aura pouted and refused without hesitation. "I'm not going. What would you do in a place like that?"

puff!

A sound like an explosion was heard.

"Roar?"

Aura looked at the table with great interest—it was Fingel's hand, and the nails on those fingers had become very long, with a bit of purplish-blue, and had easily crushed the corner of the table.

"The changes in my body are already quite obvious..."

“Every time I use my power, it seems like some irreversible changes occur, and I’m worried that I’ll turn into something like a lizard or a dragon.”

Fingel raised his arm and looked at his palm... He was a bit of a germaphobe, and his long nails were a little disgusting.

Most importantly---what am I supposed to do if they turn into lizards or half-dragons or something, damn it!

"Isn't that great? Dragons are very strong... Hmm, no, that's not right."

"Never mind, that's too ugly."

Aura didn't want to train or educate dragons. Although she didn't see anything wrong with it, her aesthetic sense didn't favor training or educating animals.

[That's strange... I seem to only have these feelings for Fingel? Why don't I release them with other men?]

She suddenly felt a little confused. She had seen other humans before, but she felt nothing at all. Instead, she had an urge to kill him.

On the contrary, when facing Fingel, he would feel a strange heat in his body.

'That's really strange....'

Aura fell into deep thought.

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(I don't know why it was approved, it's called "Purple Sweet Potato Pudding").

Chapter 75: Fingel, I can't take it anymore.

Although we said we'd leave immediately, it was delayed again and again—there were many things that needed to be taken care of in between.

During this time, a major event occurred besides sex: the border suddenly became lively after the nobles who had previously attacked, Count Granat and his elite knights, were killed by the nobles of the town of Frisch.

The main system in this world is aristocracy, or, in the context of the game CK3, a feudal system with low monarchical power. Even nobles within the same kingdom can plunder each other's territories and wealth, not to mention those outside.

Granat was quickly encroached upon by the surrounding nobles, and Fingel, upon learning the news, hurriedly led his men to seize territory—during which there were several bloody battles with the nobles. After stabilizing the situation, they eventually occupied about half of the earldom. Upon learning the news, the kingdom granted William, the son of the nobleman of Orson who had now become a slave, the title of Earl of the Border.

In addition, the blue tea was very effective. After using it, Aura rarely came to find Fingel anymore. It was only occasionally that Aura was seriously injured if he was not fed tea in time.

But that's okay!

Fingel was very satisfied, and he had recently had multiple sexual encounters with the married woman.

Congratulations! Fingel has learned about the joys of the widow, how wonderful! No words needed.

In short, November arrived, and the days of heavy snow fell.

There was no time to delay any longer; Fingal had to head north to find Celie, and he needed Aura's escort during this journey.

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

Snowflakes fluttered outside the window on a winter's day, while the flames in the fireplace leaped, crackled, and sputtered, their popping sounds weaving into a fiery rhythm.

Several velvet cushions were scattered on the cashmere carpet, and the gilded tea set gleamed softly on the walnut round table. Inside the velvet curtains, Aura lay languidly on a high-backed chair covered with a mink carpet.

The maid stood beside Aura, peeling the skin off a winter fruit and cutting it into small pieces for her to eat.

"Hmm~ Very good."

Fingel came back after a long day with a dark expression... No, wait, my buddy is a nobleman and he's working hard outside, while you're just eating, drinking and having fun here.

He has recently put a lot of thought into accepting the new territory. On the one hand, he used the resources of the Orson family to set up a small caravan to sell cigarettes. On the other hand, he deliberately avoided Aura's mating season - he rarely came to the castle. The female demon was extremely comfortable with wealth and servants.

One day I'll hang Awula up and beat her for her fasting, making her count as she's being beaten, and I won't let her stop even if she cries.

"Lord Aura!" he said irritably, pulling out a chair and plopping down. "Don't you get bored? You're stuck here all day."

Are all these demons reclusive? They wouldn't leave their homes for ten days to half a month at a time.

From this perspective, there's no need for me to avoid her at all.

[Aura has mild doubts about you]

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"Bored? Are you alright? It's only been a few days..." Aura yawned as she looked out at the snowy scenery. "Let me think... it'll only be a week or two, right?"

"And what have you been doing these past few days? Have you been... avoiding me?"

She squinted, feeling a bit hungry for dessert... The dessert-making skills at the castle have declined recently.

[One or two... um, I don't know, anyway, it's very short.]

That's just how humans are; they're always in a rush.

Awesome.

Fingel was speechless at the time perception of these immortal beings.

"We've been here for over half a year, Lord Aura." He rolled his eyes. *Does a nobody like you have the right to say such things?*

"Also, I was just busy with official business, I wasn't avoiding you."

"Come, make some tea for your Lord Awula."

Here, have some boiled water!

The married maid, now the head maid, smiled and accepted the offer, personally brewing tea, and the other maids dared not compete.

!

When tea was mentioned, Aura's expression suddenly became inexplicably serious, and she stared at Fingel with gritted teeth—her usually indifferent eyes seemed to carry a hint of resentment.

"Speaking of this, what you said last time, was it a lie?"

Aura slammed her hand on the table, leaving the new maids bewildered, but the married maid calmly prepared the tea.

Fingel's heart skipped a beat. Had he finally been discovered? The demons' slowness of perception was truly astounding; he hadn't expected to keep it a secret for long anyway.

So he started to play dumb.

"Huh? What did you say, Lord Aura?"

[This guy... he's putting on an act again. Every time he feels guilty, he stomps his feet. Does he think I'm an idiot?]

?

Fingel's trembling legs froze. "Wait, dude, they're so thin!"

He was somewhat surprised. When did Aura become so confident in observing such trivial matters? He had never cared about such things before.

"Lord Aura, it must be your imagination," Fingel changed the subject. "Look, the tea is ready, shall we drink it now?"

He took the tea and began to savor it. He didn't usually like drinking tea, but due to his bloodline, he often became somewhat impatient, even violent. So, calming blue flower tea was a good choice for Fingel.

Why did this guy suddenly stop shaking his leg? That's strange, wait, what did he do again...?

They must have done something!

Aura looked at Fingel suspiciously. This guy was really strange. He must be hiding something from her, and it was definitely something bad for her.

[That's really...not loyal at all.]

?

No, are you reading minds or am I reading minds?

"Cough cough cough... Lord Aura, have some tea, have some tea."

Fingel couldn't help but complain, but the tea got stuck in his throat and he coughed for a long time. Sure enough, Aura was becoming more and more observant, and it seemed that his mind was starting to accommodate other things besides obeying magic.

This might be a good thing for her, but it's really not friendly to Fingel... Damn it, do you know how perverted this is?

"Heh." Aura rolled her eyes, but because she was good-looking, it looked like she was flirting. "You'd better shut up."

She picked up her tea and began to sip it slowly—clearly, unlike before when she would gulp down boiling water, knowing that some bastard had done it on purpose.

Taking small sips, Aura has been enjoying human food more and more lately. If we were to follow the illusion magic 'Amaterasu' that Fingel once made up, she would definitely become addicted to it.

Hopefully, such magic doesn't exist.

She silently realized that she seemed to find it hard to resist.

After finishing her tea, Aura felt a little calmer and seemed to no longer want to argue with Fingel... However, she still felt that something was not quite right.

I'm not feeling well.

After finishing his tea, Fingel looked out the window and saw that it had started snowing. If he didn't get to Celia's place before the coldest winter arrived, he would probably have to wait until after the new year.