I have to hypnotize you, Aura!

Behind you, I'm on high speed, and your apprentice is pushing your butt!

"It fucking hurts...Are you really going to kill me?"

He struggled to sit up, but found the fall too painful—so he simply continued to lie there.

Since he couldn't win anyway, Fingel didn't plan to fight back, and he didn't believe he was really going to be killed.

'The weak me is dead; now I am even weaker.'

He thought so.

Call ~

Celia walked down the steps with an icy expression, this time completely down—she walked quickly over and looked at Fingel lying flat.

The distance was only a few meters.

To Fingel's slight disappointment, his master's skirt was a bit long today... He remembered she was supposed to wear a short skirt. Honestly, the world shouldn't have a civilization like this with long skirts.

Please move all my skirts up 30 centimeters!

"...You actually did something like this, were you prepared for the consequences?"

Celia stared at him with a deathly gaze, colder than the ice of Greenland, a dense killing intent rushing straight to his head... The stimulation sent chills down Fingel's spine. He looked at his arm...

My skin was covered in goosebumps.

"What kind of resolve is this, Lady Celie? I don't understand."

"I'm just following your orders and licking your feet—isn't that what you like?"

Fingel, lying on the ground, raised an eyebrow and looked up at his master... Wow, he's got something there, you can clearly see the outline in the chest area.

Celia has some doubts about what you said.

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"Is that so? Then you should just die."

Seria spoke without hesitation, raising her hand without a second thought. An even stronger gust of wind was generated in her palm—like a wind jutsu or a Rasenshuriken. The wind blades spun wildly in her palm, generating a powerful wind pressure for a moment.

???

What the hell!

Fingel's hair stood on end... Was she really going to attack? This crazy woman was serious! No... was she trying to scare me? No, she was just toying with me!

In short, whatever the reason, he realized he had gone a little too far... Ugh, really.

"Is it a sin to be true to one's desires?" Fingel's smile was more like a grimace. "Don't do it! Beautiful Lady Celia."

At this moment, Celia showed no interest in listening to his explanation, and instead spoke in an almost judgmental tone:

"Turn into chunks of meat."

boom!

In an instant, the wind blade was thrown out—and at that moment, Fingel immediately began to act.

Two times...four times...twenty times!

Like lightning, Fingel's figure vanished the instant the wind blade struck, and the stone pillar, which was originally only half-built, was instantly shattered, falling piece by piece to the other side.

Dust billowed into the air.

"Roar?"

Celia continued to raise her hand, but her eyes were looking to the other side on her left.

"That's fast... Is this what Flame was talking about, possibly dragon blood?" A strange smile crept onto her lips as she pondered. "Speed ​​magic? No..."

She carefully considered everything that had just happened. Although it was only a fleeting glimpse, Celia still managed to discern some details.

"That wasn't speed magic, was it? Flame misjudged it, that's really strange... but it's understandable."

Celia, intrigued, then confidently declared towards the ruins:

"Is this time magic? Really... I never thought that besides the goddess, there would be someone who could manipulate time?"

"It's amazing. I thought only goddesses knew such a cheesy magic as manipulating time."

Time is immutable; no known magic can affect it—this is the understanding of almost all magicians... But Celia is different. As a great magician with a thousand-year-old lineage, she knows that there are still special beings.

For example, the goddess, a deity who has never appeared but harbors malice towards the demon race, possesses various inexplicable magic.

huh~~

Before the smoke and dust had even cleared, Fingel's voice rang out first.

"Hey, hey, hey, this grandmaster lady is being a bit too harsh on me... You're the one who asked me to lick this."

"Seriously, licking it won't work, and not licking it won't work either."

"That's why... older women are harder to please."

As the smoke cleared, Fingel's somewhat disheveled figure was revealed; his shirt lay on the ground, blasted to pieces.

"My dress was custom-made, Lady Celie. You should compensate me. If you don't have the money, then have your apprentice pay for it with his body."

?

[Seria has slight doubts about your words regarding 'sexual compensation']

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What was originally just speculation is now confirmed by Celia – it turns out that Flame really did have a training program with this man.

It's a bit hard to imagine that an apprentice whose mind is only filled with revenge, his disciple, and spreading magic would actually have a relationship with a human male.

"So that's really the kind of relationship... You're quite the smooth talker."

Celia gave a sharp assessment, then carefully examined Fingel's appearance... Indeed, he might have some special dragon bloodline, with dragon scales on his body, long nails, and vertical pupils in his eyes.

but....

She tilted her head slightly, her eyelashes trembled, and a look of confusion flickered in her eyes. The tip of her nose wrinkled slightly as she smelled it.

'Even a dragon shouldn't possess magic that consumes time, right?'

That is already the realm of gods.

Seria was getting a little upset and decided to continue testing.

"What sweet talk? This is personal charm, Lady Celie."

Fingel's tactical black face—this woman is really fierce.

"Did you really want to kill me just now? Shouldn't you consider our relationship as disciples and try to make peace now?"

He lowered his body slightly, his legs were a little numb... Damn, it hurts a bit.

Although he had gotten used to using this skill, his physical strength was indeed not enough. Compared to those warriors who could withstand magic, he was far inferior. He knew that there were several elite warriors currently recruited in the town who were even stronger than him in terms of physical fitness.

"Hehe, ruthless." Celia flashed her brightest smile since they last met, and dark flames appeared on her hands. "Since you dodged the last one... what about this one?"

"Let me see your abilities, shall we? Well... you're going to become my apprentice anyway, right?"

"I refuse!" Fingel's expression changed drastically. "I'm not going to become his apprentice!"

"Enough with the nonsense!" Celia grinned cruelly. "The magic of the Crimson Lotus of Hell!"

"Elegant Butterfly!!"

Boom!

The ruins were instantly engulfed by the fire, and even the surrounding forest was affected.

...

Inside the carriage at this moment.

"So strong... such powerful magic... is Fingel going to be killed?" Aura slammed the curtains shut, her body trembling inexplicably. "How is this possible... that level of magic is too strong! Even the Demon King wouldn't be this powerful."

What should I do now? Go and save Fingel?

Do not!

Aura thought for three seconds and then gave up on the answer. When did the demons go to rescue people?

Although it sounds despicable, the demon race has no morals. Although Aura knew that her relationship with Finger was unusual, she did not want to save him.

"horrible...."

Ahula huddled in the carriage, trembling with fear for a long time before finally making a decision—to run away!

She immediately made the decision to have the convoy retreat twenty kilometers, where there was a small village controlled by Awula where they could rest temporarily.

Goodbye!

Aura resolutely ran away, leaving Fingel behind to be beaten.

...

About half an hour later, Fingel finally stopped fleeing.

"Hey! Stop hitting her! Lady Celie? Darling!? My lover, no, Master! Stop hitting her!"

Fingel's hair had turned into a black steel wool ball, it was terrifying --- this person could have killed himself, but he insisted on using the excuse of 'testing' to cast a spell on himself.

"Aren't you just using this to settle a personal score, Lady Celie? All that testing is a complete scam, isn't it?"

He was furious... The wicked elf Celia, I'll get my hands on her one day...

"Huh? I don't know what you're talking about---"

Celia chuckled twice, her face neither flushed nor out of breath. Compared to the disheveled Fingel, she maintained her elegant demeanor.

'You're awesome... I'll fucking fuck you a thousand times over...'

Unable to get revenge, Fingel's mind goes wild with a brainstorming session? You, Celia, are strong? Yes, but you can't stop me from using your face tonight.

"Okay, let me explain first."

She glanced at Fingel, wanting to continue lecturing him—but Celia wasn't that kind of person.

"say what?"

Fingel paused, slightly bewildered.

"I'll take you as my disciple for Flame's sake... and then, your body."

Her expression turned cold again, but it was clear that Celia was happy.

"Your human bloodline is being eroded by the dragon bloodline... The more magic you use, the stronger the erosion will become, until you eventually turn into something that is both lizard and human."

Celia's face broke into a slightly wicked smile; she found it amusing to see Fingel get his comeuppance.

"Although I'd be happy to do it, you unruly disciple—by the way, now that you've become my disciple, you'd better show some respect, understand? Kneel down and call me teacher."

“Yes, teacher.” Fingel knelt on one knee without any shame, reaching for Celia’s leg. “Oh, speaking of which, I should…”

!

"I'll kill you, you say?"

Fingel looked up and saw a pair of extremely terrifying eyes...like a gloomy sky, with a deep red eye more than ten thousand meters in diameter staring at him.

"Uh, okay, I understand, Master."

He followed his heart and decided that his next move would be to lick her in front of her, making this thousand-year-old female mage blush.

Celia has doubts about your brain.