I have to hypnotize you, Aura!

"what?"

Fingel's expression turned strange... So you're all of the same ilk? It seems that Frilian thought so at first too, didn't she?

There's still too little education on isekai (otherworld) sex.

So how did they all do it? Did they learn it on their own?

Something's not right... He thought about it for a moment. Most of these villagers in other worlds were actually children whose parents didn't pay attention or care when they were young, and then the children learned it after discovering it.

If the family is a wealthy merchant or noble family, there will be dedicated teachers or maids to teach them the relevant knowledge.

He's not good at explaining these things...and isn't it kind of interesting just like this?

Playing with kids or something.

"So what? What's wrong with good friends helping each other have a baby?" Fingel grabbed Philon's head and gently rubbed it. "Children shouldn't disturb adults when they're doing important business, right?"

! !

"no!"

Philon loudly refused, his small body forming a wall at the doorway, preventing any evil monster from entering.

"Why not? Are you questioning my friendship with Frillie?"

Fingel coughed twice, his face turning tactically dark... Seriously, don't get in the way of adults doing important business! Otherwise, even if it were a child, I'd take action... I'd probably grab them and give them a good beating?

"No...no, it just won't work!"

Seeing the purple-haired little girl's disappointed look, Fingel felt a headache coming on.

"Lord Fingel, I absolutely will not let you in!" Philen spread her arms like a mother hen protecting her chicks, pressing herself firmly against the doorframe. Her chubby cheeks were puffed up with anger, and despite being two heads shorter than Fingel, she stood on tiptoe. "In short, Lord Fingel, just give up on that idea!"

"I'll be sleeping with Lady Frillian, so Lady Fingel can sleep in my room!"

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Chapter 95: Good Friends, One Quilt

We absolutely cannot let Lady Frillien be violated by an evil man!

Although she didn't have the relevant knowledge or concepts yet, based on common sense and instinct, Philon felt that she absolutely couldn't let Fingel and Lady Frilian sleep together—besides, Lady Frilian was drunk right now, and it felt very dangerous!

'Damn it... Kids, just stay here and watch Boonie Bears! Wait... there's no TV here.'

Honestly... I felt you were so cute when you grew up, but you were a bit of a handful when you were a kid. Who exactly raised you to have this motherly personality?

Who cares what kind of great beauty she might become, what does that have to do with him? Maybe he'll just go back on his own.

'Get out of my way, you brat!'

The main issue is that he has a shred of decency; he's capable of beating up a 70-year-old man in self-defense—but bullying a little girl who wants to protect someone close to her just feels a bit too much.

While he does have some CS knowledge, that's not the point!

Fingel's eyes lit up, and a brilliant idea struck him.

“This child…wait, what’s that?” Fingel changed the subject, pointing out the window with a dramatic change in expression, “Look, a UFO!”

[Philon has slight doubts about what you said]

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"What? A flying... UFO?"

Because of the exaggerated expression, Philon was slightly startled and subconsciously followed his finger to look out the window.

Then he reacted.

What is a UFO?

Her mind went blank. Just as she was about to ask what had happened, she found her vision changing rapidly. It was as if she was hallucinating, suddenly found herself high in the sky, and then falling back to the same spot.

?

Philon raised his hands, wondering if he was hallucinating.

what happened?

However, the next second—Philen felt his feet suddenly give way beneath him, and he fell back to the ground in a daze, like a puppet whose pause button had been pressed and then restarted, about two or three meters away from where he had been before.

???

[Philon has mild doubts about your actions]

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It turns out that just now, Fingel suddenly activated eight times the speed slowdown.

His fingertips gleamed as he carefully cradled Philon under her armpits, as if holding a fragile piece of glass—her legs were still kicking unconsciously in the air, the arc of her hair ribbon stretched out in slow motion.

If I had to describe the feeling, it's somewhat like Quicksilver from X-Men. He can make things convenient for himself in a time-accelerated mode, even when he's not fighting.

According to the kinetic energy formula, this is not scientific, because the time is shortened by a factor of ten, but it's magical.

...

"What is a flying saucer, Lord Fingel... Huh?"

Seeing Philen's incredulous expression, Fingel grinned.

"Sorry, little Philon—it seems adults are still more capable. You're still far behind!"

An adult who was bullying a child laughed heartily, his face full of smugness; anyone who didn't know better would think he had won the lottery.

"The adult world is just that cruel! To achieve your goals, you have to do anything!"

This scene really deserves to be captured on camera. It's like the four villains of Evil Valley ran out just to snatch a child's lollipop—Philan's eyes are now filled with all sorts of emotions; it's hard to imagine a child having such a rich range of expressions.

Anger, confusion, regret... In short, Philon never expected that there would be such a shameless adult.

For the first time, Little Philon witnessed how despicable human nature could be.

"Wait, Lord Fingel!!"

Philen's pupils constricted sharply... No, Lady Freyren!

"Ghana?"

Fingel smiled and waved to the little girl.

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Snapped!

With a snap, the door slammed shut, leaving little Philon standing there, unwilling to leave. After agonizing over this for several minutes, Philon had no choice but to think of another solution.

For example, trying to get help from Haita, but what can you expect from a drunken septuagenarian like Fingel who clearly has an ambiguous relationship with Frilian?

He certainly wouldn't do anything unnecessary.

After being shaken awake by Philon, he listened for two minutes with a dazed mind. He was surprised, yet it seemed to make perfect sense. He was simply amazed at how much energy young people have!

I'm a little jealous.

I used to be like that too, able to fight monsters alongside Simmel after drinking... Now I have to admit I'm getting old.

A touch of melancholy crossed Haita's aged face. He then gently touched the angry Philon, his tone tender and kind.

"Philan...the adult world can be more complicated sometimes, you know?"

"But, sleeping with Lady Frillien..."

"Haha, don't worry...it's okay, Fingel won't do anything too outrageous."

Probably...no?

Haita thought for a long time but couldn't find an answer. In the end, sleepiness won out over these meaningless thoughts.

Fall asleep.

Fellen had no choice but to stomp her feet and go to sleep.

Children should be at an age where they need to sleep more.

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[A few minutes ago]

"Honestly... the local kids are so rude."

After closing the door and ignoring Philon, Fingel breathed a sigh of relief, only to realize that he still had too little homework.

Kids, you better go to your tutoring classes properly, damn it!

"So... what should I do?"

Fingel looked at Frillian lying on the bed, seemingly asleep... What was he doing here? This girl is asleep.

Is the Sword of Sleep about to be staged?

Not so good.

If Flame knew, she'd kill me, wouldn't she? Come to think of it, she seems to have said something like that... but Flame's gone now.

"Holy crap, this is a bit hellish... I'll apologize to you when we get back, Flame."

The chatterbox muttered to himself for a long time, while Fingel circled around Frillian by the bed for ages, like a headless fly.

His mind raced as he pondered: Why does the sun rise in the east? Why did the Trisolarans invade Earth? What lies at the end of the universe?

"No, I can't take advantage of someone in distress."

"Damn, it's so cold... I feel a little chilly. Hmm, I'd better find a blanket to cover myself with."

"Seriously, what am I going to do..."

Huh?

When he came to his senses, Fingel was already lying in bed with Frilian, even wrapped in the blankets, holding Frilian's hand.

It's amazing.

Chapter 96: You're bullying me!

I believe everyone has had this experience: when it's pouring rain, you're at home alone, with a computer in front of you, snacks, and a can of cola. It makes you feel like there's nothing more enjoyable than that.

After a relaxing time, listen to a song and then fall asleep to the sound of rain.

This is how Frillie felt in her sleep; she felt warm, and the heavy feeling in her head after drinking made her feel even more at ease.

It's like being alone in a cave on a cold winter day, with a blizzard raging, watching a campfire burn... your hands, which were almost cracked from the cold, warm up over the flames.

Frillie opened her eyes groggily, her eyes trembling with sleepiness, wondering why she felt a little drunk.

Why didn't I drink that much alcohol today?

'Am I drunk...? That's strange.'

'Did Philon tuck me in? Philon is so thoughtful...'

?

The female elf saw an inappropriate person lying on her bed. Why was there a big man on her bed, and why was he smiling at her?

Turning to the side, Fingel held Frillie's hand, a warm smile on his face like the spring sunshine.

Good evening, Frillie.

He greeted everyone quite naturally, as if he were in his own home, an old married couple exchanging greetings.

Frillie has mild doubts about your actions.