I have to hypnotize you, Aura!

Someone was simply amazed, realizing that this brat was indeed the child version of the character from the original story.

'Wow...are kids this self-aware these days? I guess he's got real guts, huh?'

Fingel began to understand the helplessness depicted in those anime.

The villain painstakingly learns some incredibly powerful magic, but it has an almost undetectable flaw—until one day a self-aware, hot-blooded protagonist arrives and shatters his magical dream with a single punch.

Yubel is a prime example of this.

If I remember correctly, this guy learned magic on his own initiative. As long as he can understand other people's feelings, he can directly copy them... Of course, Fingel isn't afraid of this at all. How can a beautiful girl who looks cold and aloof understand the heart of a walking pile driver?

The important thing is that this woman is quite troublesome; she's a female assassin who knows magic and close combat, and she kills without blinking an eye.

It's common knowledge that women are petty.

Fingel has another reason to return to the world a thousand years ago: he doesn't want to be chased and hacked by a madwoman with a long knife a few or ten years from now.

As for your statement about the Tang Clan's famous saying, "If you don't cut the weeds at the root, they'll grow back in the spring breeze,"

'I'm sorry, I can't bring myself to hurt a beautiful woman.'

Fingel didn't want to kill pretty women casually; otherwise, Aura would have killed her long ago.

He was unwilling to give up any hope until every beautiful stroke of the pen was completely exposed.

It must be an all-pink sea, one pis.

It's basically an angel-raising project; the future Yubel... looks pretty good too, doesn't she?

'Oh, that's so me! I'm so kind-hearted!'

'If a celestial being were to come, wouldn't they use you two to make some kind of curse? And if it were my third brother, they'd scatter your ashes.'

He hid in the corner of the room, silently watching his sister, who was crying in his arms.

"Wow!"

Several guards rushed into the room and, after questioning, learned the identity of a pervert with "golden eyes," "handsome appearance," and "a penchant for touching children's bodies."

?

Nima.

Someone's fingers trembled slightly.

Very well, his mood was immediately ruined.

It's hard to explain.

Fingel was in a real bind. He really didn't like underage girls, so at least let him be legally of legal age, okay?

For example, Frilian, Frilian... She has a loli-like face, but she's at least a thousand or two years old!

Oh, and Celia too!

'Elves are so convenient!'

He shook his head and sighed as he tiptoed out of the gate that the guards had pushed open, making sure not to disturb anyone.

'What should I buy as a gift? Clothes are out of the question...a toy? Or a cake?'

The suspect left the scene.

...

One hour later

The gift was chosen very quickly.

He thought that people as poor as Haita might not have...

Fingel then embarked on his journey back alone.

Haita's home is not far from the capital or the holy city. It would only take a few hours by carriage, but the journey might take one or two days.

But it doesn't matter to him.

As a superhuman who is half-warrior, Fingel can travel at twice the speed, and with his physical abilities, he can get home very quickly.

......

[Outside the Holy City]

19:00 PM

The setting sun bathed the stone path in amber light. Philon stood alone on the rose-covered fence, her gaze passing through the fluttering dandelions and landing on the children laughing on the swing opposite, and on their parents beside them—their laughter as clear and melodious as golden bells, happy and beautiful.

Philen clutched her little skirt tightly.

'I'm so...envious.'

A hint of melancholy flashed in her eyes. At this point, Philon could no longer even remember what her parents looked like or what they looked like.

The only thing left was a ring made of a beautifully colored stone.

The ring was engraved with letters she couldn't understand and didn't know what they meant.

'Why...'

Philon's eyes were as blank as the snow-covered ground.

Even though I have Lady Hightotsu and recently Lady Frillien by my side... I still feel this way every time I see this kind of scene.

[So envious]

If only I were them.

wrong!

Philon immediately shook his head. It shouldn't be like that. If Lord Haita knew, he would be heartbroken!

Just then, a faint voice came from behind.

He looked like a ghost, which startled her.

"What are you doing, little Philon?"

! !

Philon shrank back several meters like a stressed kitten, clearly genuinely frightened.

Fingel relaxed a little after discovering it.

Because 'be careful of that bastard Fingel'.

These are Lady Frillien's original words.

"Ah... Lord Fingel." Philen smiled politely and bowed to Fingel in greeting. "You're back so early? Lord Haita usually doesn't return until the next day."

?

He seemed a little reserved.

Fingel scratched his head. "This kid, who taught him this bad habit?"

Being polite is a good thing, but using honorifics all the time is a no-no. It makes others think you're easy to bully.

"Oh? Is that so? That Haita guy is really irresponsible, leaving a kid like you at home." Fingel casually complained.

! !

[Philan's favorability -1]

【Philan's favorability rating: 108】

Because the misunderstanding was cleared up and it was learned that Fingel was Frillie's companion, Philon's favorability towards Fingel immediately rose to 100+ --- don't misunderstand, it's purely out of politeness.

But at this moment, faced with her family being criticized, the little girl jumped up and down in a panic. Her pink cheeks puffed up like buns, and her whole body seemed to be trying to refute them.

"No...that's not true!" Philon said earnestly, her little face showing her anger. "Lord Haita is the most respectable person I've ever met, and also the warmest, the most..."

what?

interesting.

"Yes, yes, you're right."

Enjoying the fun of teasing the child, Fingel laughed and gave a casual reply.

You don't believe me at all, do you?

After spending two days together, Philon realized that this newly acquainted 'adult' was not serious at all.

"Huh? No."

Fingel was a little confused. How could the guy who had come up to him with a punch have such a good image?

It can only be understood as everyone having a different perspective.

Looking at the little girl whose face was slightly flushed, he couldn't help but feel like laughing... and decided to stop teasing the child.

"Okay, then let's do it this way."

Fingel coughed twice tactically, considered his words for a moment, and finally gave an apology with a rather serious expression, without a trace of remorse.

"I have fully realized that His Excellency Haita is a highly respected figure, whose noble character and selfless dedication are truly admirable. As a deeply respected elder, Haita has always upheld a benevolent heart, using his profound knowledge and magnanimous spirit to benefit younger generations. He is indeed a role model for us all. I will take Haita as my example, earnestly learn from his excellent style and valuable qualities, and earnestly strengthen my 'Four Consciousnesses' and firmly uphold my 'Four Confidences'..."

After saying that, Fingel grabbed Philon's shoulder, whose face was full of doubt, and said:

That's about it.

[Philon has slight doubts about what you said]

[Keywords for increasing favorability]

[Implantation successful]

[Philan's favorability +1]

[Affection Level: 108 (Friendly)]

To be honest, Philen didn't understand what the person was saying at all. It sounded like he was praising Lord Haita, but for some reason she felt an extremely serious atmosphere, which made her nervous and she didn't dare to interrupt Fingel the whole time.

A child's brain is not capable of understanding such profound words; even a high school student who has completed nine years of compulsory education might not be able to memorize them for an exam.

"What...what are you saying?"

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Author's Note: I'm gradually recovering... I'll update again as soon as I'm fully healed. Brothers, when the country falls...

I'll work on the group chat tomorrow morning... I'm a bit sleepy, damn it.

A cold messed up my biological clock, day

Chapter 104: Father? No, Ancestor!

[Philon has slight doubts about what you said]

[Failed to generate...entry]

[Favorability-1]

[Affection Level: 107 (Friendly)]

"What...what are you saying?"

Philon stared wide-eyed, her little mouth slightly open, letting out a soft gasp, her little hands unconsciously clutching the hem of her skirt.

"You were lying again, weren't you? Lady Frillien told me never to believe you..."

She didn't finish her sentence.

The original quote was, 'Finger is a beast driven by desire; even a child could fall victim to him, especially when he says things you don't understand. Never believe him.'

So in reality, Philon was quite wary of this new adult he had just met.

“What I mean is, Haita is actually a respectable person.” Fingel smiled and patted Philon’s head, his tone becoming much more sincere.

"That's what everyone in the city says. They say Haita is a good man, and everyone often receives help from him."

As the sun sets, layers of clouds cut the earth from the sky, and the sun shines like a fireball, turning the world red.

Fingel looked at the family across the street who were finishing their game and preparing to go home, and couldn't help but sigh.

Indeed, Haita is a good person.