I have to hypnotize you, Aura!

Fingel immediately nodded, "That's absolutely right, Lord Aura."

What is this guy saying? I can't understand a word he's saying.

Aura couldn't understand what this guy was saying, his answers were irrelevant... Wait, does he want a reward?

She suddenly remembered that these were usually her "reward" moments. Fingel would use the excuse of seeking a reward to touch her body with his despicable hands, or lick some strange places, such as her calves, armpits... It was disgusting.

[But this guy is getting more and more outrageous... He almost killed me last time, didn't he?]

Aura didn't actually care about these things, and she didn't mind the training or anything like that—but that's what she still insisted on and couldn't give up.

She is the master; how can the master be subjected to "training" by her subordinates? Besides, is "training" done with words? That would be murder!

She doesn't understand.

Well, Aura is a bit traumatized because she has trouble breathing due to the caliber issue.

No!

She became unusually flustered.

"Why don't you go find other women yourself? There are so many women in the castle you can use... Don't bother me."

As she was talking, she just... ran away?

?

Want to run?

Fingel's tactical black face—can he escape?

It didn't seem so. Suddenly someone was calling him—a small-town resident with tears still on his face ran over to tell him his troubles.

"Lord Fingel!"

"My...my father is dead."

This unfamiliar man (censored) looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old, and he was talking to Fingel with snot and tears streaming down his face.

"Oh, that's bad luck... Oh, I mean, my condolences."

[xxx has doubts about what you said]

[Generate entry...]

[Failure occurred.]

'Ugh, so annoying,'

'I need to go find Aura now, could you please not bother me for a while, just one hour is fine.'

The sobbing boy's stare made my scalp tingle.

Fingel wasn't very good at comforting men. If it was a man, wouldn't it be better to just leave him there for a while?

Does anyone really expect a beautiful, curvy, and caring older sister to bury their face in her chest, pat their head, and comfort them by saying, "It's okay, it doesn't matter, you've done a great job"?

Ah, I seem to be becoming more and more cold-blooded. Is it because of Aura?

After holding back several words, Fingel finally grabbed the boy's house.

Be strong, young man.

"This isn't over yet. I'll settle accounts with them later. These few people's blood won't be enough to pay off the debt—does saying that make you feel any better?"

Ah, that makes sense.

The boy stopped sobbing upon hearing this and nodded silently.

Fingel nodded in satisfaction, then prepared to casually instruct a few surviving guards and a few surviving adult men to dump the corpses in the back mountains and bury them, otherwise it might cause a plague.

"Lord Fingel..."

Fingel turned to look at the kid. "Do you know how anxious I am? Adults have their own difficulties. The British police are extremely worried right now."

"Anything else?"

His tone hardened slightly.

"No... I meant that my father has passed away, so I won't be able to offer you such delicious desserts for the time being."

The boy wiped away his tears.

"Huh? The dessert shop owner is your father? Uh... okay."

Finger was speechless for a moment. Oh well, he couldn't leave anytime soon anyway.

"I hope my sister can work in your castle... Our family may not be able to afford it anymore... So please!"

“My father always said he hoped my sister could work as a maid in your castle.”

what?

Finger was speechless for a moment.

That's right. The townspeople all want to send their daughters to the castle to be maids. In this day and age, anything related to nobility is considered high-class. If a nobleman takes a liking to a maid or even a lover, that would be wonderful.

However, keeping maids costs money. Providing them with food, clothing, and shelter is a considerable expense, not to mention training... In short, even nobles don't recruit maids casually.

Does this kid want a reward?

He carefully examined the boy—he had purple hair and his face wasn't too rough. He figured his family had pretty good genes, so his sister probably wouldn't be too ugly, right?

"Okay... alright then."

Seeing that Aura had completely disappeared, he simply stopped looking for him and disposed of the body with the townspeople. His blood gradually cooled down, and the impulse gradually disappeared.

The good news is that the scales on his face have fallen off on their own, so Fingel doesn't have to worry about becoming unrecognizable for the time being.

By the time everything was finally packed up, it was already late at night, which added to the stress he had accumulated throughout the day.

Fingel arrived at the castle exhausted, reeking of alcohol, and pushed open the door.

"Lord Aura!",

boom!

The door opened, revealing Awula sitting on the bed against the wall, resting with her eyes closed.

?

Aura has doubts about you.

[Aura's favorability -1]

"What...what are you doing? Don't come in, you stink."

Aura frowned as she looked at the drunkard. Honestly, she was about to go to sleep—even demons need rest, you know.

Fingel was now covered in dirt and had a rather unpleasant smell.

"Huh? Lord Aura... ah?"

Huh?

Fingel was a little dizzy and realized he had gone to the wrong place. Why didn't the maids stop him?

Oh well, let it be a mistake.

"Lord Aura, alright, make room for me to take a nap... and could you please lend me your lap as a pillow? Thanks."

Aura's face darkened. This guy... is he using me as a tool?

"Do you want to die?"

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I've created a group... brothers, feel free to join if you're interested. I might not have much time to chat in the group, haha, sorry. Please be gentle, no political topics, and don't flood the group, thank you! Love you all. (There are also some deleted chapters, sigh, sad.)

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Ugh... I've noticed that sometimes when I'm checking my typing, I get this strange feeling... I just can't find any typos. I guess it's the human brain's automatic error correction function. Damn it.

Chapter 71: A Short Story After the Rain

"Ah...don't spoil the fun, Lord Aura."

Fingel, drunk, plopped down on the bed, causing Aura to frown deeply... It was a disgusting smell—blood, alcohol, and the smell of corpses.

"Get out of my way, or I'll kill you!"

Aura kicked at the swaying Finger, but couldn't move him—this guy was really heavy, and the kick had no effect whatsoever.

At this moment, Fingel's mind was in a daze. Even though his mind was full of clarity, he was just an ordinary person, and he couldn't help but feel depressed when faced with the mass death of his kind.

It was just pure instinct, so he indulged himself a little tonight, drinking with the grieving townspeople... and it certainly made him feel much better.

He doesn't like drinking alcohol; the taste of alcohol is unpleasant, even worse than cola. But the feeling of emptiness in his mind after drinking alcohol makes him feel lightheaded, as if nothing is wrong.

"...Don't bother me, Aww...I'm so sleepy..."

Pfft!

With a thud, Fingel collapsed onto the bed, his arms outstretched and his eyes slightly closed.

Aura has some doubts about you.

[Generated entry....Emotional fluctuations entry]

[Automatic implantation successful]

【trigger....】

[Aura's favorability -5]

Aura couldn't understand what this person was doing. Humans' emotional fluctuations were really too intense, which most demons found incomprehensible—of course, that was all; basically, very few demons cared about humans.

"What does your troubles have to do with me? Get out of my way! Believe me or not, I'll kill you right now..."

Before Aura could finish speaking, soft snoring could be heard from the bed.

“......zzzz”

Fingal lay down on the large bed and drifted off to sleep.

Just like sleeping next to Flame, he felt safe—it was unlikely that a few monsters would suddenly appear in this world and be able to defeat Flame and beings like Aura.

"...They don't take me seriously at all."

Aura's expression was calm, but she was somewhat annoyed inside... She tried to push Fingel forcefully, but found that she couldn't move him.

"hateful...!"

Demons are generally very emotionally stable, or rather, they have no emotions at all. Most of them are like frigid people, only thinking about finding a cave to study their magic. Only a few special ones gather together.

Aura, on the other hand, preferred to live alone. Even in the castle, he gave orders that maids were only allowed to enter when food was being served; otherwise, he rarely spent time with them.

When did it start?

Aura suddenly remembered that although she hadn't been born for very long, this period of her life occupied a lot of her memories... Why?

A flood of memories began to flash back, recalling the past few decades... Every day was spent hiding in a cave researching magic, hunting prey and eating them alive, and occasionally going out to kill some humans and control some servants.

I didn't think much of it before, but recalling these piles of junk memories is so tedious. However, it's not unbearable for demons.

Moreover, the demon race is not one that particularly enjoys change.

Aura thought to herself, why would I do this for a servant, a human...? Thinking back to this morning, she realized she had put herself in a slightly dangerous situation because of Fingel.

"Sleeping so soundly?"

She looked at Fingel on the bed, muttering to herself as she reached out her hand.

Moonlight seeped through the gaps in the curtains, casting a pale line across Fingel's neck. Aura's hand hovered in mid-air, her fingertips trembling slightly with the force—her nails slowly grew longer, like animal claws, gently gripping Fingel's neck.

She could easily kill Fingel if she wanted to.

Too simple, just a human being in a dream.

A dangerous glint flashed in Aura’s eyes. “Honestly, why did Fingel do this and that to me?”

Because of the reward?

"No...this bastard is clearly coercing me. Every time he makes up some excuse about a reward, it's just because he wants women."

"And they even put that stuff in my mouth, almost killing me... Damn it."