I have to hypnotize you, Aura!

That memory is just too ridiculous. Back then, decades ago, the hero team was chatting and suddenly the topic came up with "a certain bastard" that Frilian had mentioned. Everyone was so curious about what kind of person could have left such a deep impression on an elf like Frilian.

So Frillie began to complain, listing the 'sins' of a certain bastard.

At first, it was fine; everyone was just a little surprised that the way the group met was due to a fight. Then they sighed with surprise.

But the more I listened, the more something seemed off. Is this something I should be saying?

But Frillie herself didn't seem to notice much, but her teammates couldn't stand it anymore... and vowed that they would give that perverted sex fiend named 'Fingal' a good beating whenever they had the chance.

Just thinking about this filled Haita with strength. He had to, he had to... even if she was Frilian's partner, or even her partner in some way, he had to punch her twice!

"I have been waiting for this moment for fifty years!"

Haita stood up unsteadily, staring intently at Fingel, his eyes filled with persistence and anger.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The septuagenarian launched another attack!

"Take my Monk's Face-Breaking Fist!"

It's burning up!

"No, you're making me feel really bad."

Fingel had no choice but to punch the relatively soft abdomen, forcing Haita to kneel on the ground and vomit with a howl—he could even smell the alcohol.

They really are the legendary monks who indulge in wine and meat.

"Ow!"

A 70-year-old man collapsed!

So tragic.

"Brother, please... I can't bear it." He looked at Haita, who was struggling on the ground, and felt a pang of conscience. "Can you lie still for a while? I really don't want to do it."

"Tch, don't think that just because I'm old... I'm weak... Ugh!"

Haita vomited up his leftover food and decided to continue the charge.

???

"Wait, did I burn down a temple? Is it really necessary, buddy?"

Fingel's smile was more like a grimace. Did I launch some kind of "anti-feudal superstition" campaign a thousand years ago?

No way?

He thought about it and realized that he shouldn't have that possibility. A thousand years ago, society was in the process of transitioning from slavery to feudalism. His power was not enough to forcibly change the social atmosphere, and the social productivity should not have reached that level.

"hehe."

Haita snorted twice, preparing to get up and continue the fight, giving off a feeling of "Is Lian Po old but still capable of fighting?"

"Again?"

Fingel was speechless. Not wanting to beat the old man anymore, he stepped on Haita's back and warned him.

"Sir, I was just taking emergency evasive action... so please don't blame me, okay?"

Suddenly, a piercing scraping sound rang out, which made Fingel look in surprise... a little purple-haired girl holding fruit in her hands, and a female elf wearing a white robe.

It's Fleury.

"Creak-----------"

The door opened, and the fruit in the girl's hand fell to the ground.

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Author's note: This is a plot point from the original manga. The Goddess Stone Tablet allows people to travel through time. This isn't just my personal opinion, guys. If the second season of the anime "Golden City" comes out, it should be included.

I've noticed that Teacher DS isn't doing so well anymore. She seems even worse than Teacher Doubao. Lately, she can't find the misspelled words, and she often makes mistakes when checking them herself.

How can it be repaired? !

Chapter 90: An Encounter Across a Thousand Years (Part 3) Hypnosis x Guidance

Seeing Haita being beaten, the cute purple-haired little girl dropped the fruit in her hand... and then, anger surged up all at once.

As a well-mannered child, and an adopted, exceptionally sensible orphan, the little girl was clearly furious.

"Release Lord Haita!"

A minor with purple hair has serious doubts about you.

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[Favorability -50! 】

[Current Affection Level: 50 (Indifferent)]

The purple-haired little girl rushed up, her face flushed, and punched his legs like a storm. Unfortunately, her little fists were not very powerful, and Fingel felt like he was being patted by a ball of cotton.

"You bad person!"

clap clap.

The little fists kept punching.

Soft.

This made Fingel very embarrassed; he felt like he had become some kind of villain.

However, he has now guessed the other party's identity, and his own timeline is also clear—it is roughly at the beginning of the story, before Haita died of old age.

Using the excuse that he didn't want to die, he tricked Frilian into studying a complicated magic book of unknown purpose for several years. His real purpose was to get the little girl in front of him—a child named Philon—to become Frilian's apprentice.

However, we may still be in the early stages of this process.

Haita did this because he was too old to take care of the child and might die before he even reached adulthood. On the other hand, he wanted to give Frilian a new bond.

斯？

Thinking about it this way, Haita is really a kind person, so considerate!

Fingel gasped. This made him seem like a beast, beating someone's seventy-year-old foster father in front of a little girl. He was inhuman! Damn it, I wanted to stab myself.

Well, in a sense, I guess I'm not exactly a pure human?

That's fine.

His bottom line is flexibility; he can adjust it at any time according to his position. He will never allow himself to be morally condemned because of his conscience. Only people with a conscience can be morally condemned, right?

The same principle applies to having a driver's license as to having points deducted from your license.

"Let me make it clear beforehand, I was only acting in self-defense." Fingel raised his hands in surrender, his face full of helplessness. "Frilian, you know that even I wouldn't beat an old person for no reason."

He looked at the female elf standing at the door, seemingly lost in thought, and said that if possible, Fingel hoped to leave a good impression on the future giant mushroom.

Frillie has slight doubts about what you said.

[Affection level boost: 235 (Friendship+)]

[Genererating mind-reading entries...]

"Huh? Why are you asking me this?" Frilian tilted her head, thinking, her little face scrunched up, looking very conflicted. "I've never seen Fingel beat up an old man... but I feel like you could do something like that."

Clearly, in her mind, someone had never been a good person.

...

What fxxk?

Fingel was so angry he laughed. What kind of stereotype do you have of me, you bastard!

"Slander! You're slandering me! Don't you have a conscience?"

Clutching his chest, Fingel felt like he couldn't breathe... He was shivering and cold. He was always the one fooling and deceiving others, but today he was tricked by someone as insignificant as Frilian?

"Hmm...? Is that so?"

Frilian hugged her right wrist with her left hand, poking her face with her finger in a puzzled expression, but the corners of her mouth inexplicably turned up... Clearly, this female elf had become much more human-like after a thousand years.

'Damn... why don't they learn the good things, but the bad?'

Finger was speechless for a moment.

Hearing this, the little girl became even angrier, and more certain of the reality she was seeing.

Seeing it with her own eyes, she witnessed Fingel stepping on the seventy-year-old Lord Haita. Did she think she was blind?

As she helped Haita, who was lying dead on the ground, to his feet, she glared angrily at the adult man who was much taller than her with hostile eyes, displaying great courage.

"See! Even Lady Frillien says so... Lady Highta is such a good person, how could she possibly attack you on her own initiative?!"

Philen thought the strange man in front of her was lying without even thinking. Lord Haita wasn't stupid, so why would he challenge an adult male with his physical strength?

Thinking of this, her eyes became increasingly wary... Could it be bandits? Although things have been safer these past few years, there are still thieves and bandits around.

"Whoever you are, just get out of here!"

...

good question.

Why did I end up here? I'm wondering the same thing.

Damn goddess... look what you've done! Don't wait until I catch you, or else...

At this moment, Fingel harbored some resentment towards the goddess he had never met but who had been present throughout the entire history of the world... Give me fear, you bastard! My great British police dare to investigate even the gods!

"Don't get excited, don't get excited..."

He could only be thankful that the little girl hadn't learned magic yet; otherwise, even a child could fight with magic while wielding a staff, and he was too embarrassed to fight a child.

If you win, you're better than a child; if you lose, you're worse than a child.

'Honestly...kids these days are so impolite. I'm definitely going to grab her and make her practice fasting later.'

Huh?

Thinking about this, Fingel suddenly felt a little intrigued... This is interesting.

No, no! That's too much torture, too much to be taken lightly. Shouldn't we wait until they're adults?

Even Fingel felt that he seemed to have become somewhat of a beast.

At that moment, Haita, who had been lying dead, finally spoke.

“Philan… cough cough, he’s right.” Haita coughed twice to explain, looking a little embarrassed. “I attacked him first, there’s no need to be so hostile.”

"It's just that we've never fought before."

With the girl's help, the septuagenarian shakily got up, his face full of resentment and helplessness... He was getting old. Even if he wasn't a soldier when he was young, he wasn't weak in a fight, okay?

Seriously...how embarrassing.

He was somewhat disappointed. He should have exercised more when he was younger, otherwise, even when he was old, he could still give that bastard a good punch in the face.

'Looks like I'll have to leave it to Aize...'

Haita silently thought that if Fingel ever saw Aize again, his partner would understand his resentment and then punch that bastard in the face.

"But...he was clearly there..."

Philen was puzzled. She clearly saw Fingel beating Lord Haita, so why wouldn't he admit it?

However, she quickly realized the truth.

"He must have threatened you! Lord Haita... It's alright, we can call the guards! And Lady Frillien too!"

As she spoke, the little girl reached out to tug at Frilian's skirt, and Frilian's lips curled up, her eyes narrowing like a fox watching a joke unfold.

"Yes, that's terrible, Fingel! He bullies the old man, and now he's bullying the child." The female elf put her hands on her hips. "Even I couldn't stand it!"

"Really, you can't do that again next time, okay?"

Frilian found it very interesting... Flame had also said that if she had the chance, she should definitely find a way to make Fingel suffer a bit.

Frillie deeply agreed with her master's teachings from a thousand years ago.

Huh?