I have to hypnotize you, Aura!

"I can't do it! Absolutely not, Immortal Venerable! Could you possibly do it? Something as simple as seducing a man?"

'I'd rather die!'

Fingel wiped the cold sweat from his forehead; he was clearly feeling guilty.

Do you think I'm easy to fool?

Mahathir's words contained no anger, no questioning, only a mechanical coldness.

As a powerful demon, he was able to discern to some extent whether what the other person said was a lie—this could be understood as intuition.

Although he only saw him once, he already understood that Fingel was the kind of person who would do anything to survive, and lies were nothing to him.

If he could truly understand what he wanted, he was willing to cooperate with Fingel, even if it meant doing things that seemed absurd and incomprehensible to other demons—but that would be impossible with Fingel.

"You're probably just trying to trick me into agreeing so you can get others to wipe me out, right?"

Mahat spoke coldly, but his calm tone concealed a sense of unquestionable murderous intent.

All we need to do is bring the person back, even if it's a corpse—although there are certain risks, the demons do have ways to extract the corpse's memories.

"Don't come near me!"

Fingel shouted suddenly, his eyes filled with determination.

"Oh? Why should I obey your orders?"

Mahat continued forward on his own, as if it were the calm before a storm.

"If you take one more step closer, I'll run away immediately, without looking back! I'm confident I can escape even if the Demon King comes!"

"Don't underestimate me, you idiot!!!!"

Fingel shouted angrily, his eyes filled with rage and determination as he stared at Mahat, making it seem to anyone who didn't know better that he wanted to challenge the demons.

He's trying to stall for time... If Aura still has even a shred of demonic intelligence, he should run away now. Why not run if you can't win?

"Give it your all! Aww!"

This is how I escaped! Mahat!!!

.....

'He seems to be telling the truth....'

Mahat paused, his eyes like dark thunderclouds, occasionally flashing with a cold, razor-sharp light. He was somewhat unsure whether what he was saying was true or false.

"Cough cough..."

At that moment, Solitaire, who had been rolling her eyes, suddenly convulsed and collapsed to the ground, coughing violently as if she were drowning.

"Are you awake, Solitaire?"

"You actually got subdued by a human? It seems you've regressed?"

Mahat glanced at Solitaire, not understanding how this had happened; she was utterly useless.

"I...I'm out?"

After a long while, she recovered and looked around at the scene with some confusion, first at Mahat, then...

"Owner....?"

Solitaire spoke unconsciously, her eyes, as always, as lifeless as the surface of water, filled with an emotion called doubt.

? ?

Mahathir has mild doubts about you.

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'Master? You actually managed to do this... Does that mean I might have to deal with two enemies?'

For the first time, Mahathir frowned, sensing a hint of trouble.

Solitaire does possess some strength, after all, she is a powerful demon.

Soon, Solitaire finally came to her senses and realized that she had finally left that damned place.

But...

She touched her lower abdomen, still shaken, the illusion of being filled still lingering in her body.

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Chapter 132: Let's burn our inner power for Cao X!

Although it was an illusion, the lingering spiritual traces seemed to remain in her heart forever.

It's like... being preserved as a seed.

"Damn it! How could this happen... Damn it."

She abruptly stood up and ran off into the distance without looking back. At the same time, the sky suddenly distorted, and countless black and red longswords tore through the clouds like a torrential rain, as if they would unleash terrifying weapons like a downpour at any moment.

'Kill this human! Kill...kill your master?'

Solitaire found herself unable to do it! She instinctively felt a resistance and was unwilling to take action.

Kill my master? I can't do that!

"Sorry, it seems I can't join the battle for the time being."

Under Mahat's questioning gaze, Solitaire, who had already run far away, shook her head somewhat unwillingly, seemingly shocked by her own reaction.

'My will has been altered by my master... no, that human.'

Solitaire clenched her fists tightly. She was just there to complete a mission; there was no need to risk her life.

She felt like running away. She had suffered a lot here, and if she didn't learn magic to defend against mental attacks, Solitaire vowed never to see this man again.

Seeing Solitaire's reaction, Mahat was genuinely surprised... Could a human really do this?

"That's quite an ability... What did you do to Solitaire?"

He exclaimed in admiration, "It's truly remarkable that a great demon race could be transformed into what it is today."

"Thank you for the compliment, but I can't tell you... it's my secret."

Fingel's lips curled up slightly; to be honest, he was actually savoring the memory.

Although only half a minute had passed in reality, a whole day had passed in his own fantasy world. He was venting his various perverted fantasies without any restraint. When he was really bored, he would rack his brains to develop new modes.

"Do you want to fight again? Are you sure Solitaire won't stab you in the back at a crucial moment in her current state?"

"At least Solitaire could buy me some time, right? That's enough for me to cast a spell and escape. We should really cooperate instead of you capturing me."

He smiled at the enemy with feigned confidence, as if he had already got the upper hand.

However, Fingel was thinking to himself.

My goal has been achieved!

'We've stalled for enough time. If Aura had any sense, she should have escaped by now, and besides, she seems to have gotten a little smarter lately... Anyway, I've won!'

...

'So... what should we do?'

Mahathir remained silent for three seconds, momentarily sensing something was amiss.

Killing Solitaire was a piece of cake, but if Fingel escaped during the process, it would be troublesome, because his ability to conceal his form and presence was indeed quite troublesome.

However, a woman's voice came from behind.

"Fingal?! You didn't run away? What an idiot!"

A woman's voice came from afar. Aura arrived late, and for some reason, she had also come over.

Damn, they even rode over on a magical beast. They seem to be in a bit of a hurry.

She glared fiercely at Fingel, as if he were an eyesore, her eyes conveying a sense of 'disappointment at his lack of ambition'.

???

That stupid woman!

Fingel's smile froze. What the hell are you going to do if you don't come over and deliver it?

"Shouldn't I be asking you that? If you could run away, just run! You idiot!" Fingel's smile froze. "Do I have to teach you how to run away when you can't win?"

Why the hell aren't you running?

Are you trying to save me? Seriously, do I need your help?

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"Huh? Don't try to order me around, or I'll kill you!"

Aura glared at Fingel with obvious displeasure.

"What's the point of saying something like this at a time like this? I'm speechless."

Fingel was almost laughing in exasperation. What kind of time is this to be playing these tricks? Is this the time for flirting and bickering? What an idiot!

"Stop talking nonsense! I don't need your pity. This is my fight, get out of my way!"

Aura jumped off the monster, raised her eyebrows, and glared fiercely at Fingel.

"Damn, I really want to beat you to death."

"Heh, if you can do it, then come on! I wonder who was kneeling on the ground, licking my feet and begging to be spared back then..."

"Can we please stop talking about such outdated things?"

The two of them actually started arguing right in front of their enemy.

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

Mahathir has mild doubts about you.

What a pointless argument...

Mahat coldly surveyed the two people in front of him, finding them only noisy.

'But...Aura does seem a bit different? Did this man really do something?'

He became even more certain of his judgment—the answer to the problem of how humans and demons could coexist lay with Fingel. Cooperation was too risky; the best course of action was to capture Fingel and study him.

Demons are intensely confident and stubborn in their own affairs. Mahat is certain of his path, and he is even unafraid of his life for it.

He called it what distinguished him from other demons.

'What an arrogant guy.'

Solitaire, who was watching from the sidelines, thought to herself.

She was starting to dislike Mahat. Not only did he always promote the theory of 'coexistence between humans and demons,' but he had also gotten her into serious trouble this time.

She deduced that her mind had been pulled into another dimension and toyed with for a whole day. Although her body was unharmed, her soul had suffered permanent damage. For the next few hundred years, whenever she met Fingel, she would think of her master and say things like, "I obey my master's orders" or "I am my master's xx".

Solitaire's calves trembled slightly, a strange feeling spreading through her body, her lower abdomen burning unbearably.

'Damn it... this feeling... am I in heat in real life too?'

'That's incredible.'

She even involuntarily recalled the time she spent in that dark red space, as if only constant output could fill the inexplicable emptiness in her heart.

Solitaire looked up at the sky, which had darkened, with thick clouds blowing in from the east and piling up, just like her depressed mood.

"Damn it... Mahat, I'm leaving this place to you."

She stared intently at Fingel's face, then reluctantly turned away... She needed to find a safe place to eliminate the psychological impact of this situation.

"Ah."