I have to hypnotize you, Aura!

With lightning speed, he covered Frillie's mouth to stop her from speaking. Celie probably knew he was there... but if Frillie refused to admit it, Celie, with her moral compass, might not be so inclined to force her way in.

After all, not everyone is Fingal and does things that would anger an elf like Celie.

Frillie has mild doubts about your behavior.

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With her mouth covered, Frillie made muffled noises, but her eyes remained calm and resolute as she looked at Fingel... Without a doubt, if she let go, this girl would betray Fingel in a heartbeat!

You'd better not let go of me.

This is the meaning behind Frilian's eyes; she will inevitably betray us.

How to do how to do?

Fingel gritted his teeth... Damn it, they all like to contradict me? Those wretched female elves, one day I'll pin you all down on the bed and give you a good beating during your Great Fasting.

So evil!

"Frilian...?"

"Finger was indeed in your room... Did he coerce you?"

..

!

'You're finished, Fingel.'

Frillie narrowed her eyes slightly, seemingly with a hint of a smile... So this guy is finally going to get a lesson from Celie? That's great.

...

good good!

Is this how you play it?

Fingel chuckled coldly and immediately took action.

Just do it!

He lowered his body, pressing his face against Frillie's...gazing at those pointed ears, a bold idea suddenly occurred to him.

"Then don't blame me...Frilian."

He gripped Frillie's lotus-root-like right hand tightly to prevent her from escaping, then pressed his body down and whispered in her ear.

! ! ! ! ! !

The next second, Frilian shuddered and couldn't help but let out a groan.

"Hmm~!"

What was that feeling like...? My ears, which had been a little cold from the wind and snow, were now enveloped in something warm.

It seems comfortable, but... it's so strange!

Frillie instinctively gripped the sheets tightly with both hands, even arching her back in comfort... her face flushed red in an instant.

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'Oh no... what is this feeling?'

'That guy...is licking my ear? What is he trying to do?'

'This feels so good... Wait, this is weird!'

With her face flushed red, Frillie immediately realized what was happening and hurriedly tried to push Fingel away with all her might—but how could a female mage with thin arms and legs possibly push away someone who could be considered a warrior to some extent?

It felt tingly and numb. Elves' ears are naturally very sensitive. I don't know if it's due to biological evolution that they need to capture more sonar, but in any case, elves' ears are more sensitive than humans', and they generally take great care to maintain them.

And just like that, that warm feeling made Frilian feel like her body suddenly had no strength left.

【Frilian has serious doubts about you!】

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'Damn it... what's wrong with this guy?'

'Did Flamel mean this kind of thing when she said not to sleep with Fingel? Damn...why do humans always like to do such pointless things?'

Fortunately, the soft, warm touch disappeared the next second, and Fingel straightened himself up again... though he was still very close to her.

Why...why did you lick my ear?

Frillie was panting heavily, as if she had just been pulled out of the water; her heart was beating very fast for no apparent reason.

"Huh...? Aren't you feeling comfortable too?"

Fingel whispered, a surge of joy welling up inside him... Indeed, hearing is a weakness.

Actually, he had wanted to try it for a long time, but he knew that Celie was definitely not someone he could do for the time being. Even if he tried to sneak up on her, he would probably be beaten to death afterwards.

He pursed his lips; this was interesting.

"Now...we're accomplices."

He spoke as if he wasn't worried about Celia breaking down the door.

"What accomplice? I don't understand what you're saying." Frillie subconsciously turned her head away; Fingel's eyes were making her uneasy... "Let go, or I'll shout."

"Alright? Then hurry up and shout it." Fingel laughed, revealing a somewhat eerie smile. "You don't want to hurt your master, Flame, whom you care so much about, do you?"

【Frilian has serious doubts about you!】

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Although she didn't understand why Flame would be sad about something like this, Frilian had a gut feeling... that kind of thing seemed like it was possible?

'Thinking about it carefully, Flamel and Fingel's relationship is strange... Back in the town of Frisch, she often smelled of Fingel.'

'Could it be that she did this kind of thing before to get Fingel to fund us? Perhaps human couples do this kind of thing too?'

Frillie immediately 'understood'.

If Flame is now considered Fingel's wife, then what am I? There seems to be a saying among humans... a vixen who seduces other women's husbands?

But I didn't do anything!

“You’re framing me.” Frilian pouted and glared at Fingel. “I didn’t do anything. You were the one who tried to lick my ear without permission.”

She felt extremely wronged. She hadn't done anything; she was just sleeping. Why did this happen?

?

What has this guy misunderstood this time?

"This is just for self-defense. There is a law in human society called the right of unlimited self-defense, which means that I can do whatever I want when I have no other choice?"

Fingel argued forcefully, "What slander? When has the official ever been wrong?"

“There’s no such law, okay?” Frillie thought this guy was talking nonsense. “Do you take me for a child, Fingel?”

"Then here it is! In my capacity as lord, I hereby decree this law to take immediate effect! My law is the law!"

Fingel, with a tactical stern face, said, "Behave yourself, Frillie."

The knocking on the door grew louder and louder; Celia seemed ready to push the door open and enter... If Frilian didn't cover for her with her voice, they probably wouldn't be able to fool her.

His illusion magic has not yet been developed to the point where it can completely simulate sound.

"In short, everything I did was right. My heart is as clear as a mirror, and everything I did was just!"

Fingel said viciously, "I'm willing to give everything for victory, you bastard!"

Show me my true intentions!

【Frilian is deeply suspicious of your nonsense!】

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"You're so mean."

Frillie bit her lower lip hard, her pearly white teeth leaving shallow marks on her pale pink lips. Her jewel-like eyes gleamed with resentment, and the tips of her ears trembled slightly.

"Thank you for the compliment."

Fingel had a sense of déjà vu; Frillie's expression was very similar to her master's, even more so... that expression of resentment, yet still having no choice but to submit.

Si...

My brain is trembling!!

"I'm not praising you."

Frillie thought this guy was hopeless. She was clearly scolding him, but he looked so proud and enjoying it.

"Anyway... you know what to do, right, Frillie?"

Fingel's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly rolled over onto the bed—at the same time using his powerful Photoshop skills, no, illusion magic, to create the illusion that he was not there.

"boom!"

The door was suddenly pushed open.

It's Celia.

Seria pushed open the door and stepped inside, then saw a somewhat strange Freyland—but that was all.

"Frilian, was Fingel just here a moment ago?"

Her location-finding magic wasn't very precise; it could only pinpoint a general area. She could tell Fingel's current direction... but strangely, Fingel's illusion magic seemed to interfere with this, and her magic seemed to guide the illusions of Fingel remaining in place.

This is probably one of the limitations of magic. Celia's time is also limited, and she can only develop a portion of the magic in depth.

"...Not here."

Frillie's eyes struggled for a moment. She still wanted to tell the truth directly, but she sensed that Fingel was doing something strange again.

That bastard used illusion magic; he was lying right next to us, but no one else could see him.

"He's not here... Fingel, I never expected him to do something like this."

Celia believed that Fingel was not present and that her magic for finding people had limitations.

For example, right now, she sensed that the direction her magic was guiding her to was moving... Celia suspected that Fingel had only left an illusion with Frillie and then ran away.

The goal, of course, is to buy time.

"Wait, Frilian, your face seems a little red?" Celia looked at Frilian suspiciously. "Do you have a cold?"

"Do you need my help?"

She saw that Frillie's face was really red, and her body was trembling, like she had a cold.

"No...it's just that the room is too warm." Frillie's expression was slightly unnatural. "Anyway, you should get out of here, I want to sleep."

"Is that so...? Then you'll have to take care of yourself."

Celia responded indifferently, sounding rather cold. If it were a human family, they would probably say something like, "Why are you putting on a brave face at a time like this?"

But elves wouldn't. Seria is Flame's master, but not Frilian's master... or something like that.

And so, Celia decided to leave the room.

'Why. '