I have to hypnotize you, Aura!

Just thinking about it makes my teeth ache!

However, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine and a sense of impending doom.

Fingel's expression darkened, and he immediately left an illusion of himself on the spot. Then, while using illusion magic to conceal his figure, he ran away.

One minute later, the spot where he stood was enveloped in an intense burst of lightning, and the entire tree was blasted into dust.

"boom!!"

The loud noise startled the various hibernating animals in the forest. Birds flew erratically in the sky, a terrified bear ran towards the edge of the forest, and wild rabbits huddled in the passageways, trembling with fear...

"Is it another phantom? Where did that guy... run off to?"

It's Celia.

Her expression was both smiling and murderous; it was terrifying.

"Did you think you could challenge your master just because you learned a mere illusion magic?"

"It's still a long way off."

Celia chuckled coldly, calmly watching Fingal's phantom slowly turn into specks of light... She had to find Fingal, and then... strip him naked and hang him in the human village.

Do you like reading Luo's calligraphy?

Then let others see to their heart's content! This is the master's punishment for his disobedient disciple!

"This guy......"

The thought of this made Celia inexplicably feel embarrassed and annoyed; the feeling was rather strange.

'Am I being too emotional today?'

That's strange.

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

"Serlie is going to kill me... What should I do?"

Fingel scrambled away, yelling, "Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!!!"

It felt like I was possessed by Uncle Jackie Chan, being chased and killed; it was quite a miserable experience.

Fingel ran away like a madman, his expression a complex mix of pleasure and lingering fear.

It was fun at the time, but now I regret it. It was fun, but it was a bit too much.

"Selie really does have magic to find people, right? What should we do... what should we do?"

"Damn it, I should have learned some magic that can reverse tracking."

He was starting to panic; he couldn't possibly get caught, could he?

Celia would blast herself to smithereens!

The distant roar of magic grew closer, and Fingel's anxiety grew. Was he doomed today?

Am I, the future master of illusion, hereby conclude my plan to create a dark dungeon within my mind?

As he ran, he left behind illusions in various places to confuse Celia and delay her being found as much as possible, all while thinking of a plan...

Finally, he reached the edge of the forest outside the ruins and saw a makeshift house made from tree stumps, with smoke even coming out of the chimney.

"This is...Frilian's cottage?"

Fingel remembered that Frilian had told him that this was a small hut she and her master Flame had built together, and that she hoped Fingel wouldn't come and disturb them.

"boom!!"

The sound of bombing came from behind, and the strong shock made one feel Celie's anger from afar. Fingel gritted his teeth and stomped his foot... Damn it, let's try anything!

Driven by a strong will to survive, he ran towards the edge of the forest for a while, then created the illusion of footprints splitting into eight groups, before running back.

Then, looking at the room, Fingel hesitated for a moment.

"do not care!"

He rushed straight in.

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Author's Note: I'm so tired, so very tired. I feel like I'm burning out. Sorry if there are any typos, please refresh the page. I didn't correct some things properly when I first posted it; I'm truly sorry.

And thank you brothers for your support, Eurasia Smith!

I'll post earlier from now on; my sleep schedule is too messed up.

Chapter 84: Let's sleep together first!

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Nestled among the branches of ancient, towering trees, a rugged treehouse hangs suspended in mid-air. The walls are made of logs bound together with vines, with moss stuffed into the gaps for wind protection. Frillie is wrapped up in a blanket, enjoying this hard-won moment of relaxation.

A roar came from afar.

"boom!"

Frillie's eyelids twitched.

"boom!"

Frillie rolled over, seemingly feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Boom boom boom!"

>~

what's up?

Freya was half-asleep when she was repeatedly jolted awake by the vibrations. She opened her sleepy eyes and looked at the ceiling with some confusion... It was vibrating.

"Ugh... what is Celia doing? I'm so sleepy..." Frilian rubbed her eyes pitifully, feeling so sleepy that her bones felt like they were going to give way. What on earth happened?

Seria is casting spells so casually... Seriously, she's making such a racket.

She had intended to turn over and continue sleeping, but the repeated, continuous vibrations and increasingly violent magical roars made it impossible for her to fall asleep.

"Are the demons going to attack? Why hasn't Celie been dealt with yet?"

Frillie sensed it briefly—the demons are extremely arrogant creatures; they don't hide their presence from anyone. If it were truly a demon attack, things wouldn't be like this now.

"No, there are no demons."

what happened?

"Bang bang bang-----!"

The sound of the wooden door being pushed open, the bright scraping noise, made Frillie not only cover her sensitive ears, but also stare at the doorway with some dissatisfaction.

"Who?"

Frillie wrapped herself tightly in her bedding, staring at the door, wondering who it was.

It couldn't be Celie; Celie's magical aura was still far away... These things are perceptible, and the aura outside the door was unfamiliar.

She became slightly wary. Could it be an enemy?

With a hint of caution, she carefully extended one hand from under the covers and grasped the staff at the head of the bed—this was her limit; in winter, she would die if she got out of bed.

"Creak-------!"

The door was flung open. Frillie intended to use magic to scare them away, but found... no one there?

"Hmm? How come there's no one here?" Frillie frowned slightly, sensing something was amiss. "I clearly sensed magical energy..."

Weird!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~!!!!"

As the wooden door swung open, a torrent of wind and snow rushed in, scraping the elf's face like knives and quickly taking away the warmth from the room.

"Damn it! They just open the door and don't close it?"

unacceptable!

There was no other way. She could only force herself to get out of bed, still warm and shivering, and walk towards the door with her staff in hand—she had to close the door, otherwise how could she sleep?

Upon reaching the door, Frillie poked her head out impatiently, looking around. The wind and snow lashed her face, making her shiver again.

"Who is it? Is it Flame? I don't like this kind of joke at all."

...

However, a voice came from behind.

"Um...not your master, but your dear martial uncle?"

!

when?

Frillie jolted awake; her innate talent for magical combat made her instinctively raise her staff, which she swung behind her in less than half a second...

suddenly!

A powerful hand gripped the staff that was crackling with electricity tightly—Frilian looked over in astonishment and realized it was someone she knew.

"Fingal?"

She exclaimed in surprise, "When did this guy come into the room?"

How did you do it?

"Moshi moshi? Sorry to bother you!" Fingel's smile was a little forced... Damn, it's the same lineage, raising his hand to unleash powerful magic. "Um, I'm sorry to disturb your sleep."

"The situation is a bit complicated, so I'll keep it short—basically, I accidentally made Celie angry, and now she's hunting me down all over the world. If possible, could I hide here for a while? Please! Remember the dessert I treated you to earlier!"

"If you can't take me in, then Wa Da Xi..."

He's actually a bit scared now. Damn, Celia is probably furious. She's been fooled by her own illusion magic dozens of times in a row, and she doesn't even dare to think about what will happen next.

Just like a spring, I can't imagine how angry Celia must be right now.

Frillie has mild doubts about you.

[Favorability-enhancing keywords successfully implanted!]

[Affection Level: 86 (Indifferent)]

"I do not want."

Frillie's face remained calm, and she refused without a second's hesitation.

"Then thank you... What?!"

Fingel's smile vanished instantly, and he looked at Frillie in shock.

"Is this so cruel? Have you forgotten our friendship, Frilian? We're master and disciple... no, I'm your master's man! And now I'm your uncle-master!"

Why the hell?

"I don't believe you! Anyway, get out of the room right now!"

“Seria is a real pain, I don’t want to coax her. She’s so angry because you peeked at her magic book, right? I told you not to pretend to be Seria’s disciple.”

Frillie spoke calmly, her expression completely unwavering.

wipe.

No, why don't you believe me? If she really isn't Celie's apprentice, then whether I can even enter the ruins is a question, isn't it?

"No, why do you still think I'm lying? I really am Celie's apprentice." Meeting Frilian's distrustful gaze, Fingel's smile was more like a grimace.

So he quickly proved it.

“Look? Actually, Celia just taught me illusion magic.” Fingel raised his hand, and some strange things appeared in his palm. “I can create all kinds of illusions, this can’t be fake, right? Before, I didn’t know any magic at all.”

Frillie has mild doubts about you.

[Entry indicating physiological response... Successfully implanted!]

Turns out it’s true.

'So, the reason I didn't see anyone before was because Fingel created an illusion to hide himself? That's an interesting line of thought!'

Frillie looked somewhat surprised as she watched the various phantoms appear in Fingel's palm, realizing that this guy had really been taken on as an apprentice by Celie.