I have to hypnotize you, Aura!

Fingel turned his head away, somewhat impatiently.

"What's wrong, Lady Aura... um?"

I want to kick this bastard in the face...

! !

The female demon suddenly raised her right leg high, the slender lines of her black stockings slashing sharply from the hem of her skirt, the stockings revealing a hazy sheen of skin in the backlight—the whole movement was like the moment a black swan flapped its wings, full of tension ready to be unleashed.

What the hell!

Fingel's pupils contracted, and his body moved instinctively.

Double the speed reduction!

Fortunately, at the last second, Fingel activated time slowdown and narrowly avoided the kick.

The fierce wind almost tore his scalp off—only after that did Fingel notice that this guy had actually learned to enchant the soles of his feet.

That's fucking bad; it'd leave a scar on my face!

"Holy crap... Lord Aura, what are you doing?!"

Fingel's tone was tinged with shock and anger. He stumbled back two or three steps, a few drops of cold sweat trickling down his forehead... Damn it, my handsome face!

"Don't hide!"

Aura gritted his teeth; this bastard reacted really fast.

“I refuse!” Fingel said tactically, his face darkening. “Lord Aura, violence is a bad habit.”

'Damn it...'

Because there was an old woman nearby, Fingel couldn't just execute her on the spot; that would be too cruel.

There's no way around it, it's illusion magic!

He immediately used magic to conceal his form; his recent studies had made his copying ability even more refined.

Aura has doubts about your actions.

[Entry about producing physiological responses...]

[Implantation successful!]

"Hmm... what happened?" Aura looked around in surprise... and found that in just a moment, Fingel's figure had disappeared.

She quickly realized that this was magic.

"Ah... invisibility magic?" Aura raised an eyebrow. It seemed like she and the old woman were the only ones in the room. "What a boring spell. How did you learn something like that?"

Retracting her long, raised leg, Aura's tone was flippant and somewhat disdainful.

[Looks like he really did learn a little magic... invisibility magic? Then let's wait for him to speak and reveal his location...]

A voice came from behind.

"It's illusion magic... Lady Aura."

? ?

Aura suddenly turned her head and saw Fingel standing behind her, which startled her. Instinctively, she picked up the teacup on the seed and threw it at Fingel's face.

"boom!"

The teacup 'passed through' Fingel's body and shattered on the ground, scattering tea leaves and tea everywhere.

! !

Illusion magic?

Is it okay to use it like this?

Aura frowned, her expression not looking too good.

[Illusion magic? I've never seen anything like it before.]

She immediately realized that this magic was more useful and more misleading than she had imagined... Although it was still weak, it was far more powerful than simple invisibility magic.

Especially for someone like Fingel, who is a liar and quite adept at deceiving and manipulating people, illusion magic has reached new heights in his hands.

"It's more useful than I thought... You actually went to learn magic after all?"

"I never knew you were a genius."

It only took a few months to learn this fairly decent magic...

For some reason, Aura's face turned completely gloomy. It wasn't that she disliked Fingel... it was just that she hated geniuses.

[If...this guy keeps learning magic, will he surpass me someday?]

Aura clenched her fists silently; she couldn't accept that reality.

As a mage, it was reasonable for me to be subdued by a warrior in close combat. But if I lose all my magic to Fingel, how can I be worthy of being called a master?

"Thank you for the compliment, Lady Aura... I've come to visit you. If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

Fingal, hiding in the illusion, scratched his head... What is all this? From beginning to end, when were you the master?

Fingel tactically forgot the days when he was initially fervently licking her boots.

"Tsk."

"get out."

There was no other way, so Aura could only say such things, and secretly resolved to find a way to break the deadlock.

[Using a magical beast with a strong sense of smell to search? Hmm... I'll try that next time.]

After a spectacular performance in which the door closed automatically even though no one was there, the room returned to silence.

While the old lady was sweeping the floor, Ahula sat with his legs crossed, deep in thought... wondering if he should try harder?

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

Ten minutes later, Fingel arrived outside the convoy in town.

Heavy snow fell, and a thick blanket of snow enveloped the entrance to the town, turning it into a hazy white world. The convoy struggled through the snowstorm, the wheels crunching dully as they rolled over the snow.

This made him feel somewhat excited.

Fingel wrapped his robes tighter and came to the front of the caravan, where Frilian, Flame, and several servants had been preparing for some time.

"Sorry I'm late."

"What's wrong with you..." Flame looked at Fingel's forehead with some confusion, "It seems you're bleeding."

"Uh, I got bitten by a dog."

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Chapter 88: A Reunion Across a Thousand Years (Part 1)

The fluttering white petals fell with a rustling sound, dividing the world into white and blue. At the edge of that world, a group of tiny black dots, no bigger than a fingertip, were the target of the hunt. The red-haired female mage calmly raised her makeshift staff made of tree branches and aimed it at the fleeing snow boars.

"The magic of the wind."

Her lips moved slightly, and the wind materialized into a green blade, shattering the surrounding snowflakes into fragments, creating a deafening roar like a meat grinder. But the next second, the world seemed to fall silent as the wind blade shot out silently, like a silenced spear, traversing hundreds of meters with pinpoint accuracy.

Xiu~!

"Roar!!!"

The snow boar that was shot was hit instantly, with the bristles and flesh from its back shooting out a fist-sized hole, killing the behemoth, which was even larger than a black bear, on the spot. The corpse then miraculously ran a few steps on the ground before collapsing with a thud.

A large amount of snowflakes splashed up.

"You hit the target! Flame is amazing!"

The female elf, Frillian, clapped beside the powerful female mage.

She was wearing a snow-white down jacket, which she had recently saved up to buy from villagers and had made by a very idle old woman. So she was unexpectedly happy in this cold and snowy weather.

"Hehe, it's very simple. You just need to learn aiming magic..." Flame smiled slightly. "Frilian, would you like to learn it? I've been researching this kind of magic that manipulates resources lately."

"Okay."

Frillie nodded; she enjoyed learning different kinds of magic.

Fingel, who was watching from the sidelines, rolled his eyes, wondering if he could learn it.

Forget it, this won't help with X.

Fingel quickly lost interest and began giving orders to the soldiers who followed him.

"Go and dismember the body, then load it onto the truck."

"Yes!"

.....

Flame couldn't help but look at Fingel. She had just returned and was slightly surprised by something—Selie had actually agreed to Fingel's request?

"I didn't expect you to actually be accepted as an apprentice by Celie."

The red-haired woman clicked her tongue inwardly. Was this relationship impossible to break off?

Her expression held a hint of helplessness, like a wife worrying about the family's expenses for the month.

[This is really troublesome... Why would Celia take him as her disciple?]

Are you so sure I can't learn it?

Fingel poked his cheek with his tongue, a little annoyed... This guy really doesn't know how lucky he is. With his current level of handsomeness, he could easily kill anyone on Earth, right?

Is this dish good or not?!

"Yes."

Flamme gave a direct affirmation, showing no mercy whatsoever.

"Generally speaking, it's rare for warriors to have the talent of a mage; your case is quite unusual."

Magic is a reflection of the mind; what kind of magic has this guy learned? I can hardly imagine.

For Flame, the fact that Celia had actually taken on a student was quite shocking—she was usually good at seeing a person's potential, and Fingel had shown absolutely no signs of it before.

More importantly, magic is a reflection of the mind, and she couldn't imagine what kind of magic a guy like Fingel, whose mind was full of sleeping with different women, could learn.

Is it some kind of magic that speeds up reproduction? There's no such thing.

Magicians are generally very imaginative, but for the first time, Flame, who is currently one of the most talented human magicians, felt that her imagination was not rich enough.

? ?

After reading Flame's mind-reading entry, a certain man who was 'constantly thinking about sleeping with different women' couldn't hold back anymore.

She was still so tactful; I was heartbroken.

"That means I'm a genius, you understand?"

"To be honest, I didn't really notice."

"..."

Finger was speechless for a moment, he really didn't give him any face.

A thousand words are not as good as one action. He pretended to rummage in his pocket, and with a somewhat puzzled look on Flame's face, he pulled out a rose.

"A gift for you."

[Flame has mild doubts about you]

[Generates a favorability attribute... Favorability +1]

【Favourability: 206】

"Oh? I really didn't expect that."

Flame tilted her head in surprise. Did this man actually have a romantic side? She thought he was only good for sex.

But... these aren't flowers that bloom in winter, are they? Is it some kind of magic that makes them bloom?

She immediately guessed something. Unless it was magic, these red flowers shouldn't be appearing in this snow-covered landscape. So, it must be magic that made the flowers bloom.

[Impossible... Is Fingel the kind of person who likes flowers? Impossible, absolutely impossible.]