I have to hypnotize you, Aura!

Also, Charles, the British policeman, is here! That's a pun!

Oh, right, get lost in the world of wireless reading! I don't hold grudges! I'm going to hypnotize my readers so much that they'll be glued to their screens...

Finally, thank you brothers for your support, see you later!

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Chapter 49: You despicable thief!

And so, a month passed.

[Chaotic Era, June of the First Year of the Transmigration Era]

Because of the protection of the monsters, production in the town became safer, food sources increased, and some small merchant caravans came to the town to do business, thus improving the quality of life for ordinary people.

Centered on the town of Frisch, residents from many surrounding villages began to flock to the town. In this chaotic era, having a safe place to live was a rare thing, and the minor nobles were unwilling to provoke the Frisch nobles over such a trivial matter. As the influx of people arrived, naturally, many legends arose about why Frisch was protected by magical beasts.

There have been many versions of this story.

In version one, a nobleman named Fingel Fors received the protection of a goddess and gained the ability to command magical beasts.

Version two: Fingel Friedi captured a female mage known as the "Red-Haired Witch" as her lover, and now she commands all the magical beasts in the town.

Version three: Fingel Friedrich himself transcended worldly and royal taboos to study magic on his own, mastering the evil art of controlling magical beasts.

The last and least credible version is that Fingal Fors captured the demon, beat her severely, and eventually enslaved her... How could that be? Not many people believed it.

It is said that the newly arrived townspeople, in particular, have basically never seen Awula before... and even if they have, they pretend not to have seen him.

And what is the demon doing?

She is troubled.

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

Above the stone-arched fireplace hung a faded family crest tapestry, its gold-embroidered griffins gleaming dull in the firelight.

The maids stood with their heads bowed beside the gilded candlesticks, their crisp, starched linen collars contrasting with their pale chins. Compared to ordinary village women, their demeanor was more dignified—after more than a month of adjustment and service, they had become accustomed to how to serve Aura.

Although they might, or perhaps they are demons... they're a bit easier to serve than I imagined.

It's just... a bit perverted.

The maids were all watching the girls who were being used as chairs by Aura with caution... It might not be true, but there were even three or four maids vying for that spot.

A slightly older maid sighed... I really don't understand young people these days.

"Ugh...so annoying, so boring, so incredibly annoying."

Aura was wearing a snow-white bathrobe, with water droplets dripping from her wet hair, sliding down her collarbone and into her slightly open neckline.

A white belt was loosely tied around her waist, and the hem of her dress swayed dramatically at her full bust. Her plump buttocks were casually swaying on the kneeling maid's lap, which was acting as a chair.

This made the maid blush with embarrassment... Oh, I'm so happy.

"Lord Aura, let me wipe you clean..."

A maid swallowed hard and stepped forward to ask for permission.

“No need,” Aura coldly refused. “Bring the dessert over.”

She remains ruthless towards humans—in Aura's eyes, humans are not much different from beasts, only slightly more intelligent.

However... she recently discovered that humans are still somewhat useful, for example, in serving her.

"Yes."

Soon, the maids brought her desserts to enjoy. Now, Baron Orson himself was frugal, and most of the castle's expenses were spent on Aura's consumption.

Baron Orson had no objection to this, because he was powerless to do anything about it! He was now working as a toilet cleaner.

"Damn it...it's so annoying."

The female demon, who would only become famous hundreds of years later and was still somewhat green, looked displeased; she had become increasingly impatient these past few days.

Because... someone has disappeared again.

'Where did Fingel go again?'

Because Fingel was always busy doing something, never came to see him, and occasionally, every four or five days, he would come over and say a long string of inexplicable strange things that left him speechless, but he didn't do anything else.

She certainly didn't know that Fingel was just there to boost his favorability and implant all sorts of random keywords—Finger now had other women to conquer, and he had slowed down his progress with Aura, whom he already had under his control, deciding to execute a multi-pronged conquest plan while juggling several women.

This caused Aura to feel strange all the time. One moment she wanted to kill Finger, and the next she thought he was quite useful. In short, her mood became more and more irritable due to these inexplicable changes.

'Is this your loyalty? This guy... is still a liar.'

"fraud."

Woo-soo-zi-gei!

Aura took two big bites of bread.

She discovered that ever since she made it clear that the obedience spell was no longer effective, Fingel had become... well, how should I put it? It wasn't that he was disloyal, but he just wasn't as eager.

In 21st-century terms, it would be like saying, "No more licking the boots"—of course, this isn't licking the boots, because Fingel could genuinely lick them, which is why he's a strongman.

In the past, Aura wouldn't have cared. As long as her subordinates could fulfill their roles and serve her well, their thoughts were unimportant. But now, she felt inexplicably unhappy.

Confusing.

Finally, she asked the maids her question.

Do you know where Fingel went?

Fingel?

The maids looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Tch, useless thing."

Aura glanced at the group of women with displeasure, then... grabbed the chair by the hair and pulled her face up.

"And you? You worm who volunteered to be my chair, say something."

! !

"Hmm! Lady Aura, I don't know!"

She was a young girl with a youthful appearance. Despite being treated so roughly, a blush appeared on her face, and even her expression carried a strange sense of pleasure.

"Useless trash, aren't you a useless piece of trash? You damn pig, even livestock are more useful than you."

The girl's breathing immediately became rapid, and she quickly responded.

"I'm sorry! I'm useless! I am... I am! Lord Aura."

Aura's eyes widened in disgust...Are these female humans crazy? How can they be happy when they're being insulted? Come to think of it, Fingel seems to be a bit like that too?

Disgusting, awful, humans.

Disgusting, the weather has changed, there's no way out!

Tsk.

Forget it.

For some inexplicable reason, she asked a question that even she found strange.

"What do you male humans like?"

Um... a man?

The maids standing to the side exchanged bewildered glances... This was the first time Lady Aura had ever shown interest in a man.

They all offered their opinions, demonstrating what it means to be a statistician in everyday life.

"Men? Ah, men like money, they like gambling."

"These...they like to fight? A bunch of vulgar guys."

"No, no, it should be that I like weapons..."

"Ah, my father loved to drink..."

Finally, a deep female voice cut off the pointless argument—the 'old' maid, over thirty-seven years old, looked confident; she had been popular in her youth.

"woman!!"

She was so confident, and her words were full of determination.

...

Okay...that makes so much sense!!

The maids were speechless. What she said was absolutely right, especially the maids who came from the castle. The men in the town stared at them with wide eyes. Because they worked in the castle for a long time, they were less exposed to the wind and sun and did not have to worry about making a living. As a result, the maids' looks, skin condition, and mental state were far superior to those of ordinary farmers, villagers, and townspeople.

'woman?'

Aura's face darkened further. Come to think of it, Fingel had been carrying a human female scent every time he came over lately... It was that female mage, right? I think... her name was Flame?

She didn't care how many men Fingel mates with, but now... well, she was a little annoyed.

That despicable thief!

Aura took a big bite of bread. If he could beat her, he would have wanted to behead that ugly woman.

Chapter 50: Aura Wants to Give a Gift!

"continue."

Aura grunted twice, signaling the maids to continue.

The old maid's tone suddenly became cautious... Ah, am I wrong...? Wait...

She thought for a while but couldn't come up with anything. Her rigid mind wouldn't allow her to think of an answer. Finally, under Awula's unfriendly expression, she gave the answer.

"Especially women with big breasts, they are just a bunch of beasts with brains full of nausea."

As the old maid answered, she glanced at Aura's chest. Aura's chest was indeed very large, and her skin was quite good. She was very envious.

The demons... are really powerful.

Women's focus is always different. These maids were just envious of Aura's beautiful skin, and even slightly forgot that she was a ruthless demon.

"If it were you, you could just beckon them with your finger and they would come running and kneel before you. Lord Fingel must think the same way," the old maid said slyly, trying to persuade him.

?

really?

Aura bit her lip. Wouldn't that make her seem cheap? Even though she had recently learned some common sense about humans, such as that women who willingly offer themselves up to others are considered lowly.

Of course, she herself didn't care; she could do it with Fingel anytime and didn't care—but what she cared more about was this hierarchy.

'I am the master! That Fingel... he's truly despicable.'

With this mindset in mind, Aura rejected the idea, as it was not in line with her noble status.

"No way—I'm not that bored." Aura glared at the maid, her eyes filled with murderous intent. "Besides, I didn't say it was Fingel. Do you want to die?"

Splash-----

The puppet soldier immediately raised his long sword, which terrified a group of maids who trembled in fear.

Forehead...

Okay, you're right.

The maid immediately fell silent. Fine, you're so high and mighty. Demons really are all lunatics.

At this moment, she recalled the terror of the demon race again, and couldn't help but curse in her heart... Really, why did the noble lord make me serve the demon race for so many years? ---- This is the complaint of an old maid who is mentally sound and not a masochist.

"Tell me quickly, what do men like?"

Aura pressed for an answer; she was determined to get one today.

Because Fingel saved him before, and considering his loyalty... shouldn't he offer a reward? Something tangible?

That's what she thought.

The maids all shook their heads. Lord Fingel was rarely seen, who knew what he liked? If you had to say, he liked to flirt with women.