I have to hypnotize you, Aura!

[Flame has mild doubts about you]

"But..."

Suddenly, Flame didn't know what to say. Why did she feel guilty? Orphans... she knew how sad orphans were, and for a moment she even felt a little empathetic.

The problem is... it just won't work! It's too embarrassing!

"Please... hey hey."

Fingel pursed his lips, leaned close to Flame's earlobe, and spoke in a deep, magnetic, seductive voice.

"Mama Flame...please? Just once?"

"Well...you want to do that too, don't you? I know, and Mother Flame would be very happy, wouldn't she?"

!!!

As he spoke, his tongue secretly licked Flame's ear, causing her face to flush bright red.

Although she's no longer a virgin, this is the first time she's experienced something so exciting... Isn't this incredibly daring?

[This guy actually licked my ear? ...And can he just call me "Mom" so casually?]

"It's really...too...too embarrassing!"

"And don't call me Mom!"

Flame firmly refused, saying she didn't want to become that kind of promiscuous woman.

"Why...? I'm sure Flame would like it too, right? It's just the two of us who's embarrassed, okay? What does it matter?"

The masculine aroma filled Flame's taste buds, making her eyes glaze over and her heart race.

Gulu.

She swallowed hard; though she didn't want to admit it, her body was also starting to crave it.

No! I can't do this!

The last remaining Qingming Festival prompted her to make a final stand.

"They're too close!"

She tried hard to push Fingel away, but she couldn't.

"Yeah, I did it on purpose... Now that so much time has passed, shouldn't you admit that you like me too?"

Fingel clenched his teeth tightly, like a wolf reluctant to tear a rabbit apart... He was getting impatient, or else he could do it right here?

"I...."

Flame couldn't help but daydream... Suddenly, she felt a little expectant?

No no no!

that's terrible!

Seeing that Flame's attitude was firm, Fingel thought for a moment and changed his perspective.

"How about this, if Flame cooperates with me obediently, I'll tell you about things a thousand years from now?"

"You also want to know what the human world will be like a thousand years from now, right? Hey... you don't want to never know if Frilian is doing well a thousand years from now, do you?"

"I......"

"Huh? I can't hear you clearly."

"accepted?"

Flame's pointed ears instantly flushed crimson, her fingers twisting the hem of her clothes as she whispered, "Um... just... just this once, okay?"

I... seem to be getting really bad, Celie... Mom... is this really okay?

At this moment, she began to have doubts. It seemed that her bottom line was getting lower and lower. At first, she coldly asked someone to do something, then she actively cooperated, and now she was even preparing to try some strange things.

“That’s great.”

Fingel grinned, itching to start a fight right there and then.

However, at that moment, a soft chewing sound came from nearby, and the system issued a warning.

[Frilian has mild doubts]

[Frilian has mild doubts about your behavior]

[Keywords for increasing favorability]

? ? ? ?

Who? Frillian?

Fingel looked around in a panic, only to see a female elf appear like a ghost in the corner of the kitchen, quietly squatting there watching what had just happened.

At this moment, the two looked at each other.

"Fulillian?"

Grass!

He was stunned. When did Byd arrive?

"?"

Frillie looked at him calmly, as if to say, 'What are you looking at? Continue.'

At that moment, Flame also saw Frilian, and immediately snapped out of her daze.

She panicked, which was unusual for her.

They almost got caught last time, but will they be caught red-handed this time?

As Flame frantically pushed Fingel aside, she nearly tripped over her own cheongsam. "Foufou...Frilian! Wait, wait, wait! What are you doing in the room? When did you get here?"

She spoke haltingly, her voice growing weaker and weaker, like a wife being seen being intimate with her husband by a child.

"Huh? About... five or six minutes?"

Frillie dusted herself off, stood up, and calmly walked toward the stove, explaining as she did so.

"I came here looking for spices, but I couldn't find any, and then I saw you guys... By the way, what are you doing?"

She looked at her master, as if wanting an explanation.

Flame opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say... Five or six minutes, so she saw the whole thing? In an instant, a feeling of shame surged into her mind... Oh no, oh no, her disciple saw her being intimate with a man?

Wait, why am I being intimate with this bastard? He forced me in the first place...

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Author's note: Still writing today, sob sob.

Chapter 116: Go and fool around with that woman!

Frillie picked up a roasted potato from the stove and carefully blew on it to cool it down, while giving the two of them a questioning look.

"What are you doing?"

?

How to do?

How to do?

Flame's mind raced as she considered how to escape her predicament—one could only say her new brain worked incredibly fast. As one of the most brilliant magicians in human history, she quickly came to a conclusion.

There's no need to hide it anymore; there's no point in lying now.

She decided to give up.

Once she changed her mindset, she immediately relaxed. As a woman with a strong heart, she wasn't the kind of little girl who would throw a tantrum at the drop of a hat. If she was discovered, so be it; she might as well use it to teach Frilian some common sense.

Flame regained her composure within seconds.

"Frilian, this kind of thing is very normal between adults, you know? Everyone finds their own partner after they grow up and then has children... If Frilian finds someone she likes in the future, she can do the same, right? As for what just happened, it was just a game between partners."

That's how she explained it, and it sounded quite reasonable.

? ? ?

'Ah Zhe... as expected of Flame, he can really spout nonsense.'

'But this is terrible.'

Fingel's eyes darted away slightly, and his heart began to race. He had thought of something very serious!

He suddenly remembered that at this point in time, he had licked Frillie's ears and even rubbed her breasts!

You absolutely mustn't tell anyone, Frillie!

He clenched his fists, feeling extremely anxious.

If this were to be revealed in a situation like this, wouldn't she die? Although Flame isn't a yandere, she might still create a plot that leads to her own death.

"Is that so... does that mean Fingel is Master's partner?"

Frillie nodded thoughtfully, but her mind was elsewhere.

Do couples play games like licking ears? Thinking about it this way, it seems like Fingel licked my ear too... so am I Fingel's partner?

Should we tell the master?

"Oh, right? I'm sorry I didn't tell you before, Frilian."

Flame said somewhat apologetically that although her disguise was rather poor, the naive Frilian had indeed believed it before.

'So that's how it is.'

Frillie blinked as she listened, her subconscious telling her that it was best not to reveal that Fingel had touched her during her fast and licked her ears.

"It's okay, right? Marriage is a very normal thing for humans... By the way, when are you getting married?"

?

marry?

This question surprised them both. They exchanged a glance... then silently turned away, neither of them intending to get married for the time being.

The atmosphere immediately fell silent.

"Haha, don't worry about these little details...Frilian."

"I have some red wine here, specially supplied to the nobility. I brought it all the way from Friedrich, you know? Let's go try it together!"

Fingel felt that continuing the conversation might be a bit awkward, so he immediately decided to run away. He walked forward with a smile, covered Frillie's eyes with his hands, and rushed outside.

"Why are you suddenly bringing this up... Okay, okay."

Completely bewildered, Frillie was ushered out of the kitchen.

After the two left, Flame stayed alone in the kitchen, watching the flames rise.

"Hey......"

He let out a heavy sigh.

She can't possibly get married.

She will dedicate her life to slaying demons and creating a golden age of magic for humanity. A person's life is only a few decades long, and perhaps she will only stop when she gets old, spending her remaining years somewhere while researching magic.

Fingel was an aristocrat, and he was only interested in her body... She couldn't possibly spend her youth with him like an ordinary woman.

How could she possibly ask him to marry her? That would only be a waste of his time.

Home is a haven of comfort, and if it is a happy home, no matter how strong a person is, they will inevitably immerse themselves in it... She worried that it would make her lose her direction and couldn't help but stay in the harbor.

Besides, someone like Fingel probably doesn't want to get married so early, right? Even if he did get married, it would just be for show, and he'd still be seeing different women every day. How could I possibly marry him!

That's how it should be in theory, but...

She couldn't help but recall the times she and Fingel made love in bed... she couldn't deny that it helped relieve her stress.

"No! Really... what am I thinking?"

"You are hopeless, Flamme, you're insane, you're really insane."

Flame gently patted her face; the room was a bit too warm, and her face was turning red from the heat.