I have to hypnotize you, Aura!

Lady Frillien knows his name?

Philon's small face was filled with confusion... Why would Lady Frilian know such a bad person?

She had a bad feeling.

"?"

Fingel's tactical black face—does this mere Frilline dare to be so arrogant? There's a limit to arrogance, isn't there?

Just then, the somewhat malfunctioning system finally sounded, and the mind-reading entry was activated.

[Mind-Reading Entry Unlocked]

[Reading character....Frilian]

It's rare to see Fingel like this... he seems quite amusing.

?

Hey Hey hey?

"I can't take it anymore!"

Fingel clenched his fists, walked over with a forced smile, and greeted them at the same time.

Good morning, Frilian!

Thanks to the presence of the septuagenarian Haita, he couldn't display anything too violent—so he took a few steps forward, raised his hand impatiently, and made a one-finger gesture.

"Good morning? It's only noon now...wait...!"

As if remembering something, Frillie instinctively covered her forehead, closed her eyes, and looked somewhat frightened.

next second.

“ber~!”

A crisp sound rang out, and Fingel changed his gesture, delivering a chop to Frilian's head—a blow that was neither too hard nor too soft, enough to not harm Frilian but enough to make the elf wince in pain.

Frillie has mild doubts about you.

[Favorability implantation failed (Favorability level too high, unable to implant low-level keywords)]

[Affection Level: 237 (Friendship+)]

"Ouch, ouch, ouch... What are you doing, Fingel?"

Frillie crouched down, clutching her head, her eyelids throbbing with pain as she closed them and rubbed her face together.

It hurts so much!

Fingel is too violent!

'what? '

Haita, who witnessed this scene, had a slightly different expression, somewhat surprised... It didn't seem to be the worst-case scenario he had imagined.

Due to Frilian's embellishments and various ambiguous descriptions, the three heroes' portrayal of Fingel has a somewhat negative impact.

For example, they heard that Fingel liked to lie, was violent, a walking beast-sowing machine, would risk his life for xx, colluded with demons, and often took advantage of Frilian by various means.

This greatly worried them...

'Seems...okay?'

Haita's gaze softened, and his tightly clenched fist loosened... for a second, then clenched again, his eyes instantly turning sharp.

I really have to... I absolutely have to punch this bastard!

How could he have other women and still harass Frillie?

hateful!

Fingel didn't consider Haita's thoughts at all, nor did he understand them; he only saw the system constantly refreshing.

[Haita has some mild doubts about you...]

[Favorability-1]

[Favorability-enhancing keywords...Insertion successful!]

[Hita has some doubts about your behavior...]

[Favorability-enhancing keywords...Insertion successful!]

【...】

[Affection Level: 103 (Friendly)]

I don't understand, how can someone so old still be so quick-witted?

He was slightly surprised. Should he say that she was indeed the high priest of the Goddess Cult?

Hmm... never mind.

He thought for a while and decided to deal with Philon's problem first, otherwise it would be difficult to get along with him in the future. Judging from the current situation, he might have to stay in the world a thousand years in the future for a long time.

"...Actually, I'm an acquaintance of yours, Lady Frilian," Fingel said, looking at the incredulous child, and greeted him, "Just call me Fingel."

Philon felt like the sky had fallen... How could this be? Could Lady Frilian really be an accomplice of this scum who beats up an old man?

You've made a bad choice of friends!

Were they all ganging up on Lord Haita? No, no, no... what exactly happened?

Little Philon felt dizzy, completely confused about these people—Lord Hyta himself knew them very well, but he had never said that he knew a friend named 'Fingal'.

But judging from their current behavior, it seems that Lady Highta and Lady Freylen know each other?

[Philon has mild doubts about you]

[A favorable impression has been generated...Insert product placement successful!]

"And...Frilian, should I say it's been a long time?"

Fingel looked at Frillie, who was glaring at him menacingly, and a slight smile crept onto his lips... Indeed, this pitiful look suits you best, Frillie.

"Don't you think it's a little too late to say such things now?"

Frillie raised her foot, her face cold and merciless, and kicked Fingel in the shin.

It wasn't very forceful, but it was very insulting.

'what? '

Bridge bean sack.

Fingel finally realized where this sense of incongruity came from... The change is indeed significant. If it were Frilian from a thousand years ago, this girl would seem indifferent to everything she does and would rarely act emotionally.

Even if you kissed yourself, you wouldn't care afterwards, but now you're actually seeking revenge?

"Wow...you've changed a lot, Frillie." Fingel looked somewhat surprised. "Is this the power of time?"

Frillie gave him a dismissive glance and let out a soft snort.

"Hmph~ This is what Flame made me do."

"I said if we ever meet again, I'll definitely kick you."

..

Haita, who was resting on a chair nearby and pressing his slightly aching chest, silently gave a thumbs up... Well done, Frilian, you did a great job.

?

Is this true?

Fingel felt it was a bit far-fetched... but then he thought that if it were Flame, it seemed to make some sense.

Despite her seemingly magnanimous and indomitable nature, Flame is actually quite direct and sharp-tongued, especially towards herself. She can be quite petty and hold grudges for a long time if someone says something bad about her.

Speaking of which, didn't she learn this from Frilian? Or did Frilian learn it from her?

He had some doubts.

Forget it... Anyway, if we have a chance to go back, we'll teach them both a lesson together!

Hypnotic guidance is necessary.

Frillie's tense face suddenly broke into a smile, and she could no longer maintain her feigned aloofness.

"But you're right...it's been a long time."

Like flowers growing from melting glaciers.

Clearly, she was actually very happy to see Fingel—after a thousand years, the two had finally reunited.

Fingel smiled happily... such a high level of favorability.

Can I skip the steps and get to base?

so excited!

Compared to the heartwarming comfort that Frilian felt, Fingel felt only base desires.

Chapter 91: Strange Common Sense

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This is unexpectedly heartwarming...

No matter how Fingel looked at it, he felt that Frillian looked a little too human today.

How should I put it? I feel like I've been a bit too nice to him, and it's actually created the feeling of meeting a close classmate from junior or senior high school again after more than ten or twenty years.

Oh yeah....

If you think about it carefully, this is a world a thousand years in the future. Frilian hasn't seen herself for over a thousand years. If it were the original Frilian, it might be okay—but now she has become like the original character, 'wanting to understand humans' and has come to understand more about human emotions.

So...she's actually very touched right now, isn't she?

As his senior, he should indeed show some concern for Frilian, who used to provoke him. After all, he was, after all, an elder.

"It really has been a long time. Frilian, you're still so small. I really..." He laughed and opened his arms wide. Frilian, who was opposite him, also walked over, raised her hand, and grabbed her staff.

Full of smiles.

“ber~!”

The sound of the staff striking his head rang out clearly. Before Fingel could react, he heard Frillian begin to speak.

"The magic of the red lotus fire."

? ? ? ?

Damn it?

real or fake.

Fingel felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this. Why was he able to experience being subjected to the Red Lotus Karmic Fire magic at such close range?

He instinctively activated eight times the deceleration, and his entire body was thrown back several meters away at lightning speed, and then...

Nothing happened.

??

"No, what are you doing?"

Fingel was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, leaving him with a psychological trauma. It is true that when Celia is angry, she will also release this kind of magic to scare him.

"After all, theoretically speaking, it's normal for someone to be suspicious when they meet their friend again after a thousand years, isn't it?"

With a cheerful smile, Frilian leisurely pulled the hostile-looking Philon to sit at the table next to her, while trying to explain herself.

"What if you're a phantom?" the female elf said, feigning recollection. "That's a monster that can create illusions just like you. It often transforms into your and Flame's likenesses."

[Finally, they fought back... Fingel was definitely afraid of this kind of magic, Celia was right.]

[You have chosen to disable the mind-reading entry]

"I see. Our friendship is truly like a candle flickering in the wind!"

Fingel was so angry he almost laughed, and nearly believed it.

Who taught her?