I have to hypnotize you, Aura!

He's a bit like Harry Potter's cousin; he speaks with an arrogant and irritating tone.

William Alden, the second son of Lord Alden, was originally considered a minor character—that's what Fingel thought.

"Hey! Fingel, you bastard..." William boldly sized up Aura, "Shouldn't you be with Father fighting the demons? You're just here playing around with women!"

"Hey, hey, hey, aren't you taking me a little too lightly?"

Is this really the plot?

Memories flooded back... Fingel thought it was all absurd. A classic brainless aristocrat, a classic example of being ostracized, all because he was handsome and seduced the village girl that the second young master liked.

Then this guy often targeted me, both openly and secretly. If it weren't for Old Alden being a fair person, I probably wouldn't have made it in the industry long ago.

Is that too much?

Is it wrong to be handsome?

Fingel sighed. He couldn't stop it now—or rather, let them kill him, it's none of my business.

A few deaths make the world a little cleaner.

All these people combined wouldn't be enough for Awula to fight with one hand.

Destroy it.

I've tried my best. If I can't do something, I can't do it. I'll just give up.

I've done a great job.

Yes, I was great, I tried my best.

When you encounter something you can't solve... just run away!

This is one of Fingel's life creeds: "Sorry, buddy, I have to run away. There's nothing I can do!"

However, he still offered a final word of advice:

"Hey... is it too late for you guys to come now? Don't get into trouble with this idiot, okay?"

He genuinely didn't want to cause trouble; if Awula got serious, this small border town couldn't withstand a fight.

?

WTF.

The fat nobleman's face scrunched up in anger... Stupid pig? Are you talking about me?

"Are you out of your mind... Give him to me... Oh, right, behead him!"

?

The soldiers looked at each other, some of them reluctant.

"Don't you all listen to me? Now that Father isn't here, you all have to listen to me!"

Ok.

The soldiers could only surround Fingel and prepare to behead him—in this world, the word of the nobles is absolute.

"Sigh... There's no other way. Lord Aura, please use obedience magic to control them."

Fingel rolled his eyes; he was hopeless.

However... a clear, slightly questioning female voice rang out; it was Aura's resolute refusal.

"Huh? Are you kidding me?"

"You are my servant... I command you to kill them."

Aura sneered twice. Servants were meant for this purpose; she was too lazy to do anything now.

?

Fingel turned around in disbelief. Me?

What are you saying, you stupid woman with horns!

Chapter Fourteen: I Still Prefer Your Cruel Side (Part 1)

"Are you kidding me?"

Fingel chuckled dryly, thinking, "This bull-horned bastard is playing me, isn't he?"

"Of course I'm not joking. Isn't this your duty? Take them down—that's an order."

Aura replied matter-of-factly that this was the meaning of obeying magic—to subdue warriors and protect oneself.

This is the most important meaning, and the only meaning; everything else is merely supplementary.

"Haha, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with what I said?"

Aura tilted her head back and laughed heartily, pretending to wipe away non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes—finally realizing where her dissatisfaction lay.

That's right, it's that Fingel-like attitude of being completely at ease, as if he has everything under control.

This made her very unhappy.

She looked at Fingel with a smile, and that vulnerable look...it was interesting.

"...You're right."

"Fine, fine," Fingel gritted his teeth, "that damn stupid woman."

The hypnosis isn't over yet, the revolution still needs to be fought, you bastard.

He's not good at fighting. Just a few hours ago, he was a country bumpkin college student playing on his phone on the national highway. Now you're asking him to fight, even if it's one against ten?

What a joke!

Believe it or not, I'll saw off your ridiculous, stupid horns!

"Catch him!"

Under the orders of William, that fat nobleman, the dozen or so soldiers also started fighting... The nobleman's orders were absolute, and no one wanted to offend him.

run away?

No, if I run away, Aura might just kill me himself... I've just instilled the value of 'useful subordinates' in me, making Aura value me more.

But if I take the useless and cowardly step of running away, then I will become a 'useless' subordinate.

"go to hell!"

The enemy's face grew larger and larger in view.

Up?

Want to fight?

Shall we fight? Right now?

We have no choice but to go for it!

"Aaaaaaah!! Yamakashi! Aaaaaah!!!"

Teacher Chen Hegao's battle strategy, here it comes!

Fingel's face was contorted in extreme pain as he let out a battle roar that sounded like he was looking at a barbarian, causing the militiamen to involuntarily take a few steps back—had this guy gone mad? Had he been possessed by an evil god?

The soldier has mild doubts about you.

[Aura has mild doubts about you]

[Lord Alden's son, William—has some doubts about you....]

[You generate a battle cry against the enemy, intimidating them.]

The enemy was briefly brought to a standstill.

Is this even possible? Great!

While everyone was stunned, Fingel leaned forward, and at that moment he seemed to smell the rust in the air.

"Xinei!"

He kicked out like a hyena, striking the soldier at the front with a one-handed sword precisely in the groin—the sound of an egg shattering seemed to fill the air, causing the men present to turn purple.

What a joke!

That's so vicious, you bastard!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

The soldier let out a cry like a wild boar; the kick had rendered him incapable of fighting—he immediately knelt on the ground and wept bitterly.

it is good!

Fingel was overjoyed, but before he could rejoice, the other soldiers surrounded him. He could only use his height advantage to fight while running, and for a moment he was in a very sorry state.

"So weak..."

Aura, who was still drinking coffee, looked at Fingel, who was being beaten up by a few grunts, with some disdain. He felt that Fingel was much weaker than the other soldiers of the human noble.

"Hey, you woman—aren't you scared? The man you've been seeing is going to get beaten to death by my men."

"I think you'd better behave and become my woman from now on."

The fat nobleman was completely taken aback by the fact that this was a demon, and actually walked straight to the opposite side of Aura and sat down in the spot where Fingel had originally been.

"idiot."

Aura merely glanced at him sideways before placing a fist-sized ball of burning magic-infused souls onto the scales.

bump!

In just one second, Aura had taken control of the fat nobleman. Even though Aura was around several decades old, she was still considered quite strong among the demons.

"you...."

!

William's eyes widened. "My body... why can't I move?"

"He committed suicide after it was over."

The terrifying obedience magic instantly subdued William. For anyone without resistance except Fingel, obedience magic is a terrifying force.

"you....."

"Shut up, sit still and don't move."

Under orders, the somewhat overweight nobleman stopped acupuncturing.

Aura completely ignored the human, silently watching Fingel fight the other humans... She was interested in the pretty vase.

But if it's too fragile, it seems like it would be a problem.

But if he really died... it might be a bit of a pity?

She felt a sense of absurdity about her own thoughts; they were just consumables, so what was the loss if they died?

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

Time passed second by second, but for Fingel, time had never felt so slow, as if he had entered a realm where time stood still, extremely slow.

Aside from Chen Hegao's initial combat tactics that rendered one soldier incapable of fighting, he can now only rely on the experience gained from his extra memories to keep blocking. He is just an ordinary person whose physical body has come to this other world.

It's just that he's physically fit and strong because he exercises regularly, and he's also quite tall, so he was able to hold on for a while.

On the other side, however, were some executioners who had been on the battlefield and had actually killed people.

Where are you looking?

not good!

Chapter Fifteen: I Still Prefer Your Cruel Side (Part 2)

The old soldier swung his mace, creating a whooshing sound as it clashed with his weapon; the sharp metallic clang pierced eardrums. Lin Qiu staggered backward, his lower back slamming against the wall; he was surrounded.

His hand was numb from the shock, and he almost dropped it.