I have to hypnotize you, Aura!

Turn lost, and I drew a 12-star white card! No!

Because he was a little nervous, he started to use force with his hands. Did he fail?

"Do you understand, Lord Aura?"

His voice became somewhat shrill, startling the female demon.

"Okay, okay, I understand! Anyway—" Aura found herself unable to get angry, and just tried to push Fingel away, "Let go of me first! I understand!"

[Triggered---Affection level fluctuates drastically---Judgment a great success!]

[Aura's favorability has slightly increased...]

[Aura's favorability has moderately increased....]

[Aura's favorability has slightly increased...]

【...】

[Aura's Affection Level: 101 (Neutral+)]

?

What happened?

Fingel was taken aback, but seeing Aura's slightly flushed face, he knew that he had hit rock bottom and bounced back—the system was really too powerful, it could even affect creatures like demons.

So strong.

The system is too powerful.

But I'm also very strong.

Yes, that must be it.

"Didn't you hear me? I order you to let go!"

Aura tried to break free of Fingel's grasp, only to realize then that this guy was incredibly strong; when he bound her, it felt like being clamped in iron pincers... He was clearly just an ordinary warrior; was this guy even human?

Aura's favorability has slightly decreased.

【Favourability: 100】

[Affection level... Neutral (+)]

!

Fingel raised an eyebrow slightly. Well, it's good that he listened to what he said. It seems that his plan to deceive Aura was successful, and Aura believed his story.

80%!

Your own plan!

“This is the dream, the high-end dream specifically for you.” Fingel took a deep breath, calming his breathing from the pressure drop, and his tone became peaceful. “Even you can’t escape it in a short time—so you must be immune to this temptation, and your mind must be strong enough.”

"Therefore, Lord Aura, you need to enjoy the food—instead of slaughtering the humans who make it, otherwise who will make food for you in the future to practice your resistance to illusions?"

Finally, he revealed his true intentions.

This guy...

Aura took a deep breath. She wasn't stupid; what her subordinate said might have some truth to it—but more importantly, he probably didn't want to slaughter humans himself.

The so-called illusion magic and dream resistance training are all nonsense and illogical statements.

How dare this lowly servant order me around and even lie to me?

That's too audacious! Could my magic have failed? Is this guy really being controlled?

Aura had never been so conflicted; theoretically, he should kill this unstable element.

But....

"So—let's have some ice cream! Lady Aura, this one is chocolate flavored."

"What follows is hell!"

Fingel snatched a chocolate ice cream cone from the shopkeeper and shoved it into Aura's face.

"Open your mouth—Lord Aura."

"ah----!"

He was very close to the exam, and because it was his first time giving a somewhat clumsy and pretentious speech, he was sweating a little, and that smell seemed to have entered Aura's nostrils.

hateful...

Let's let him off this time.

Aura narrowed her eyes slightly and involuntarily opened her mouth.

[A level 3 entry has been generated!]

[Mortal desires—implanted physiological desires; even demons have 'vulgar' desires!]

[Implantation... Implantation successful!]

[Please note that this attribute is extremely difficult to trigger because demons are a long-lived species whose sexual needs are suppressed to the extreme, making the probability of triggering it 0.01%.]

[The higher the level of the keyword, the higher the required favorability. Please note.]

Oh?

Fingel, who was initially happy because the system kept beeping, immediately had a change of expression. No, I've arrived in another world and the lottery system is still chasing me?

Is there a guaranteed minimum?

hateful.

Speaking of guaranteed minimum...

A thought suddenly flashed through Fingel's mind. If he remembered correctly, the Empire seemed to have recently sent some helpers to assist the nobles in resisting the demons as a backup plan.

But in the north... it probably won't be fast enough, right? The Empire's efficiency is very low.

He didn't dwell on it.

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

At this moment, in the very center of the town—the northern castle.

"Huh? What did you say... there are beautiful women? And... that idiot Fingel?"

"He's not dead yet?"

A fat, big-eared nobleman, not yet twenty years old, was lying at home chatting lewdly with his maid when he was suddenly informed of the news by his servant.

"Could it be that they've defected? Father and brother must have gone to exterminate the demons... Never mind, tell me first, just how beautiful is that pretty woman?"

"A super beautiful adult! Her breasts are as big as loaves of bread, and her skin is as smooth as a fish's."

Oh?

He was determined to go and see for himself.

Chapter Thirteen: A Foolish Conflict, The Merciless Demons

Sunlight slanted through the French windows, scattering fragmented shadows of the lace curtains across the walnut wood table. Golden spots, sifted from the sycamore leaves outside the window, quietly and obliquely spread across the latte art, as if compressing the peace and tranquility of the entire town into that white porcelain cup.

Aura sipped her coffee gently, a breeze ruffling her hair, as if the aroma of the coffee was fermenting within it.

'Seems pretty good... Humans are more useful than I imagined.'

[Aura's favorability slightly increased]

[Aura's favorability slightly increased]

[Aura's Favorability: 105]

She was feeling rather conflicted. Although this 'human' was strange, it had indeed given her some enjoyable experiences today.

"How are you feeling? Do you like this drink called coffee?"

Green touched his wallet... He could only thank Lord Alden for his generosity, otherwise he wouldn't have any money to spend right now.

Although he was a nobleman's personal guard, he was actually not very wealthy. The nobles in the countryside of the north were poor to begin with, so these noblemen's lackeys were certainly not rich either.

After finishing the ice cream, he took Aura around to eat, and during that time he also boosted the "appetite" stat, though it was only temporary.

In any case, this kept Aura talking and made him forget his idea of ​​massacring the city.

"Too bad."

"This is far worse than ice cream. You worthless worm, are you trying to fool me with something like this?"

Aura retorted instinctively, feeling a little embarrassed, as if she had been led astray by this human the whole way.

The 'paramecium' remained silent; sometimes you have to take Aura's words in reverse.

"However... you humans aren't entirely useless, what you said isn't entirely wrong."

Aura gulped down the coffee in two gulps, the scalding brown liquid entering his esophagus and then his stomach and intestines.

'It tastes good, but it hurts a bit... Do humans like drinking this kind of stuff?'

Feeling a burning sensation in her gastrointestinal tract, the female demon experienced some stomach pain—but it wasn't a major issue, as every demon is a highly resilient group, and such minor injuries would heal on their own within minutes.

?

What the hell?

Fingel's eyelids twitched. Good heavens, do you demons all drink boiled water?

“Um…Lord Aura, that’s not how you drink coffee.”

He kindly reminded him.

"I can drink it however I like, do you have a problem with that?"

Aura raised her beautiful eyebrows. Although she realized that she had been a bit too lenient with this human, she thought that she should be instructed even when drinking coffee.

it is good.

You're awesome, go drink some water.

If you don't listen to my well-intentioned advice, then you can't blame me.

Fingel was speechless. He made a decision: from now on, he would give Aura boiled water every day.

I'll scald you to death, you son of a bitch.

Just then, hurried footsteps came from the street—Fingal frowned and looked over, only to see a dozen militiamen carrying weapons jogging over, followed by a fat nobleman in formal attire.

"right here!"

"Here it is! Look!"

'? '

Fingel sensed something was wrong. He had very few memories related to his current identity; his memories were like a sponge, slowly coming back little by little.

Soon, the soldiers surrounded the place.

Aura was still drinking her coffee, but her eyes were slightly narrowed as she watched the humans. She pursed her lips, seemingly finding it amusing.

"Well... Fingel, it seems your idea is going to be difficult to achieve."

The food is delicious, but Aura has always been quick to retaliate against any weak human who dares to challenge her.

Fingel also had one hand on the cross sword clipped to his back, his heart sinking to the bottom... These damned idiots, they really know how to make trouble for themselves.

The atmosphere was fine at first; I was happily building up my hypnotic affinity.

"What's up, guys?"

He stood up and feigned innocence, smiling broadly at the crowd—but the soldiers looked at him with a somewhat helpless expression.

At that moment, loud applause erupted from the crowd.

popping.

A somewhat overweight male nobleman, about 1.6 meters tall, stepped out from the crowd—he looked rather young, but was rather fat, if one were to use a person's image as a comparison...