Oops, I became the witch's substitute

"Actually, there's nothing good about Filin. Besides, she's a human with a short lifespan. No matter how strong she is, she can only live for two hundred years. Even if she doesn't die, she'll look old. It's unnecessary for a witch, right?"

Nishinoka blinked her eyes, her expression normal. She didn't have the love-sickness of a little girl, nor was she obsessed or attached. She was just looking forward to new things, just like tasting new dishes.

"That's why I need to talk to Philin."

"Ahahaha...I wish you good luck then."

"Yeah, so you really don't care?"

"Don't mind. Feilin and I are just friends."

"That's good."

After saying that, Fili turned around and leaned against the wall as she watched Nishinoka head toward the kitchen, somewhat confused.

Since she had never been in a relationship before, Fili had no idea what Nishinoka was doing.

"Oh, shouldn't you be smug now?" The domesticated Carol appeared and poked her head out from behind the wall. "You can cook a good meal and trick a witch. That's really amazing."

Fili shook her head: "Don't make fun of me. I think Nishinoka's attitude is weird."

Carol shrugged. "So what are you going to do? Don't let Philin get away with this, unless you don't want to go back to your normal life."

Fili spread her hands: "Although there are many abrupt places in the process, lies have made everything calm down. No, Fili is honest."

The next day, Fili left a fake clone at the inn to pretend to be Fili, and returned to the Black Cat Pavilion with her normal body during the day.

As it turns out, Filin has little presence in the Black Cat Pavilion. When he enters the inn, he even has to endure strange looks from many witch guests, because humans rarely enter this inn so carelessly. This is almost the default gathering place for witches.

However, Nishinoka appeared with a bouquet of white roses and walked straight towards Film.

"Hey, Feilin, welcome back. You've been gone for a long time. Are you tired now? If you are tired, I'll make you something to eat first, and you can rest early. If you are not tired, I'll keep you for a few minutes."

Feilin silently took the bouquet: "...Thank you, I'm fine, is there anything I can help you with?"

Nishinoka took Feilin to the box and pushed the cakes that had been prepared in advance in front of Feilin.

Nishinoka's tone was serious, or perhaps too serious, as if it was a negotiation: "Are you interested in getting married? With me."

Even though he was prepared, Filin was still stunned, just because Nishinoka was very beautiful and a witch, and he didn't expect her to be so direct: "To be honest, this is too sudden, you...I, um, I have a fiancée."

Nishinoka didn't care: "I'm glad you can be honest, but no country restricts the number of wives, husbands or lovers for both men and women. Of course, I won't look for other lovers. I just follow my inner choice. I think you are more suitable, so I want to talk to you and see what you are willing to do."

Feilin scratched his face: "I may have to refuse."

Nishinoka sat down and calmly picked up the teacup: "Don't rush to refuse. Love is like cooking. We haven't even started the fire yet. It would be a pity to refuse directly. Let me introduce myself first. I am an outstanding witch. I am about to become a hero. My ability is a little unpopular, which is the ability to make food more delicious. Here is my price for myself: single, loyal, witch, two manors in Miriam, and a house in the Witch Forest."

Filin lowered his head and thought for a moment: "My homeland is in Strahl. I will return there sooner or later."

Xi Yehua thought for a moment and said, "I will consider buying a property in Strahl. The two countries can travel between each other using vehicles and magic, which is not difficult for me."

Feilin was trying to make things difficult for Nishinoka: "Actually, I am a descendant of the nobility. Even if I fall in love with you, I have to marry my fiancée and live in a fixed mansion."

Nishinoka nodded: "That's no problem. You can choose the place to live. Let's talk about the time we spend together each year. How much time can you spare to be with me?"

Feilin shook his head: "It's hard to say."

Nishinoka suggested, "Can you be with me at least five days a month?"

Feilin sighed, "If it's Monday to Friday, I'm only free at night. On weekends, I can spare eight hours. Frankly speaking, I don't have much time to give you. Just as I may disappear suddenly, maybe in the future I will also be busy with some things, so it will be difficult for me to accompany you. Sorry."

Nishinoka waved her hand: "Just tell me a number, five days a month, two hours a day for these five days, do you have this much time?"

Feilin groaned, and Nishinoka said directly: "Very good, then yes, then let's move on to the next topic, do you want children? How many can you accept?"

Feilin was a little flustered: "This is too sudden. Why did you suddenly mention the issue of children?"

Nishinoka knocked on the table and said, "A witch's offspring can only be witches. You don't mind if the children are witches, do you? I think giving birth to three daughters for you at most is enough."

Feilin gave up thinking: "I feel like a piece of meat on a fire, let you roll and roast. If we think about it seriously, we can choose not to have children."

Nishinoka nodded: "Very good, at least you think about it with marriage as the premise, but I still hope to continue my life and have a daughter, at least one."

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Feilin nodded: "It's hard to say."

Nishinoka looked down at her body and said, "I'll work hard, you don't have to worry about it. Then let's move on to the next topic. Every few years I'll go on a trip to look for new delicacies and mushrooms. Each trip will last about two to six months."

Feilin finally found the flaw: "I don't like traveling. Just like running the Black Cat Pavilion, I like a stable and peaceful life. Besides, I am allergic to witch mushrooms, so I can't accept a life of cooking mushroom soup in the wild."

Nishinoka lowered her head and thought for a moment: "Well, this is a problem. You have a fiancée, and you are not unfaithful. You are very resistant to my proposal, and you don't like children. You are even more unwilling to travel and eat mushrooms. It seems that there are many things that we don't get along with."

After saying that, Nishinoka stood up, extended her hand to Filin, and shook hands politely.

"Well, at least we talked, thanks for taking the time to answer my questions."

"Nothing, I'm sure you can find something more suitable."

Rather than a marriage partner, Nishinoka is more like looking for a business partner, or maybe that's just the way she thinks.

Filin was quite glad that he was favored by the witch, and he did not lie to Nishinoka and was always truthful.

"This is only the first time. We have only known each other for a short time. Perhaps we don't know each other well enough. I hope we will have more wiggle room next time we discuss it."

"..."

Feilin looked at Nishinohua's departing back in silence. Could there be a next time?

Chapter 193 Someone Does Like the Familiar

After Nishinohua left, Feilin quickly put the blind date behind him. That's right, he treated what had just happened as a blind date, and it was much more efficient than in his previous life. There was no unnecessary eating or chatting. They simply discussed the conditions and broke up if they were not suitable.

Now Feilin’s main purpose is still business. Clothes are sold, wine is brewed, and then preparations continue.

From a time traveler's perspective, this magical world lacks so many things. The modern optimized versions of the four great inventions are precious commodities here, not to mention the magical modifications to various modern facilities. Thermos cups and cotton-padded clothes used in daily life, or finding druids to improve seeds are all good ways to make money.

Feilin even wanted to create a game in this fantasy world, but his thoughts only wandered for a while before he was pulled back by the voices in reality.

"Brother Filing, you're back?" Scathach gently opened the door, holding two glasses of juice. "I heard that you've been very busy recently. You must have been very hard-working. Are you tired after just coming back? This is the apple drink I just made."

Filin quickly straightened his posture: "Ah Scathach, yeah, I'm back, thank you for your hard work."

Scathach's appearance has changed a lot now. She really has the characteristics of a dragon and has become a real little dragon girl. Her horns are white with a slightly red gradient, and the wings and tail behind her are silver-white with a red gradient at the ends. She is wearing a waiter's uniform in the hotel and is much quieter than when she first arrived.

At first, Scathach was a bit childish and ignorant, but she grew up very quickly. It only took her more than half a year to go from a naughty child to someone who understood who was truly kind to her. Now her attitude towards Filin is extremely gentle.

After experiencing what happened to Kalan, Scathach turned from an ordinary village girl into a dragon girl. She experienced being captured, separated, life and death, and witnessed the cruelty of war when she assisted as a nurse. Now she is back to a safe place, and the look in her eyes when she looks at Filin is really gentle.

Or maybe she was too gentle. Filin was not a piece of wood. When Nishinoka negotiated with him, there wasn't much ambiguity in her emotions. It was as if the witch's fickle personality was just a whim. She thought he was a good person and tried to get along with him, but Scathach was different.

Feilin felt that he was willing to repay his life-saving kindness with his own body... an illusion? An illusion, right? It must be an illusion.

Unfortunately, after Scathach put down the juice, she closed the door silently, then held her arm with one hand, turned her face away, and silently wagged her tail.

Please, you are neither a dog nor a cat, why do you have such an aggrieved expression like a small animal?

"Well, Brother Filin, thank you so much... I don't know how to thank you." Scathach knew who saved her. In the time of danger, Filin risked his life and fought the demon. If Carol hadn't suggested first aid, Filin might have really died.

Although she herself has little presence, it does not prevent her from admiring Feilin. Feilin is handsome and capable, and with the buff of saving his life, it is easy to attract the little girl.

"It's okay. If you call me brother, then I am your elder. We know each other for a long time, and saving your life is just a matter of convenience." Feilin said this, but in fact, he had gone too far in that life-threatening fight.

There are too many examples to give when it comes to explaining what gentleness is. Love stories are everywhere. The gentleness on film means that when you see an acquaintance getting wet in the rain, you hold an umbrella for the other person. Is there any trouble with that?

He went to the rescue just because he knew Scathach. He would help anyone he knew who was in trouble. If it was a stranger, he would not interfere.

It’s not like I haven’t seen cute girls before.

Scathach didn't care about all this. She understood that Sister Fili was good to her, but Fili really gave her life in front of her. She knew very well that if it weren't for Fili, she might have become that ugly crooked dragon.

"What's convenient or not? There's no need to deliberately downplay the kindness. I have no money and nothing else now. I will work hard in the hotel to repay you." Scathach said, and curled up her hair uneasily, "It's just that a special feeling has been born in my heart for you..."

Before he finished speaking, a hand was placed on Scathach's head and stroked it gently.

Filin stood in front of Scathach and said with a smile: "Have you ever walked across a single-plank bridge or a suspension bridge? Don't just focus on me because I pulled you up when you were wobbling. You still have a long life ahead of you, and you will meet all kinds of people in the future, so hide your special feelings for now, because I have a fiancée."

Filin said this, but Scathach was confused.

What Scathach didn't understand was that since Filin had a fiancée, it didn't stop her from liking Filin.

The reason why Feilin refused was that a relationship that could not be easily taken responsibility for should be nipped in the bud.

In addition, in another world, the society is still very backward and there is no monogamy. Maybe this is why many people like to travel through time?

Scathach knew Filin's character well enough. She was a little excited after hearing the rejection. She looked up and wanted to say something, but swallowed it back and took a deep breath: "I understand. My life is still very long. Can you please wait until I grow up?"

Feilin frowned but smiled: "If you insist, then let it be. Time will prove that your current mood is just a momentary impulse."

Afterwards, the two enjoyed apple juice drinks. Scathach shared her experience in the Kalan field hospital and lamented the fragility of life. She promised Filin that she would continue to practice martial arts and learn magic in the future, and then left.

After sending Scathach away, Flin sat in a chair in a daze. Was he also popular? Shouldn't he? Flin's identity was a little less active. Most of the time in Miriam, he was active as Fili, and everyone's focus should be Fili, the great witch of deceit.

"Hmm, it seems that it's because I'm stronger. Young heroes like me really do exude charm all the time, don't they?" Feilin muttered to himself and prepared to leave the room.

Then he was almost hit on the nose by the door that opened.

Carol walked in from outside with some white serum in her hand.

"Filin, look at this. The golden device I want to make requires a lot of money. Inspired by your way of making money from women, I also developed a skin care product. The raw materials are cheap. As long as the confidentiality is kept, the income will be considerable." Carol held up her hand, "Smell it, how does this fragrance smell?"

Feilin leaned over to smell it, then crossed his arms and switched to Feili's perspective: "It's hard to say whether you like it or not? The target users are ordinary people, right? Although witches also use skin care products, the magic power makes everyone's skin very good, so they don't have much desire to buy it, but those ordinary people and noble women should like it very much."

Carol nodded: "Of course, you don't know that Miriam's place is still very backward. The whitening product they use is actually snow powder. That thing can poison rats. Your Stral Empire has long eliminated it, but it is still treated as a treasure here."

Feilin spread his hands: "What else? The reason why I came to Miriam was because I was exiled to the 'countryside country' by my family. There is no comparison between the two. But the empire is just like that. Sooner or later, I will make money from the empire."

Carol looked down at the serum in her hand and said, "By the way, stretch your hand out. I got too many samples."

Philin blinked and stretched out his hand. Carol then applied the essence lotion on his hand, wrapped her small hand tightly around his hand, applied it evenly over and over again, and then looked at it carefully.

"Come on, as a user of the new product, how do you feel about it today? Tell me your thoughts in the evening."

"Oh...oh? Okay."

Filin's reaction was unexpectedly slow.

Chapter 194: The Water Priestess Appears

As we all know, one of the illusions in life is - does she like me?

The essence milk made by Carol is fragrant and most importantly, healthy. I believe it will sell well if it is promoted seriously. However, Carol's behavior seems a little intimate. She is not playing the role of a witch now.

Philin was silent, and then acted as if nothing had happened. As long as he was not embarrassed and Carol was not embarrassed, it didn't seem like a big deal, just like sharing hand cream between brothers... It seemed that good brothers would not do this.

Shit, this still feels weird. Carol, what’s wrong with you?

Feilin still pretended nothing happened. He studied the essence lotion carefully at night. The product is very good. He is ready to think about the publicity and packaging. Visiting the witch nobles and succubus groups is a good choice. Those succubus idols may have a good publicity effect.

However, this night was destined to be restless.

When the deceitful witch Fili wants to hide, no one can find her, but when she really appears in the public eye, everyone wants to find her. In fact, there are many people who are famous in the Kalan Campaign. Fili did not hold the line, did not participate in the "War of the Corridor", and did not directly attack Pandora. In the eyes of some people, she is not a real hero, but the witch is a mysterious one, and her achievements in delivering key intelligence are undeniable. It's just that above her, for example, Abils's record is too dazzling.

The earl of the empire traveled thousands of miles here and disappeared, and his name was directly recorded in history books. He was indeed much higher than Fili.

Even so, Fili was the one who actually played tricks on Pandora. Her presence as the great witch could no longer be ignored. In addition, Hecate and Dorothy had recently disappeared, so the Miriam royal family needed to talk to Fili. As the organizer of this year's banquet, she was qualified to temporarily take charge of the decision.

Fili had a brief exchange of views with the royal envoy, the general idea of ​​which was to maintain the status quo and communicate in a friendly manner. In the past, Hecate was too inactive, and in the future, Fili would do something for Miriam, so please be aware of this.

At first the envoy wiped his cold sweat, fearing that Fili, the newly arrived witch, would become an ambitious person with greater power and territory. But then he heard that Fili just wanted to do business and he no longer had any objection. When he heard that Fili was going to open a winery and a factory, the envoy was the first to say that he had a bankrupt winery that could be sold at a low price.

Yes, there are not many opportunities to make friends with witches, but at the same time, not all nobles are good at business. The envoy took the opportunity of the interview to do Fili a favor and deal with the inferior industries on hand, which is killing two birds with one stone.

"I will deliver the contract tomorrow. Thank you very much for your assistance, Lady Fili." The envoy put down the badge and appointment letter before leaving. "A court banquet will be held next week. The royal family welcomes your presence very much."

Fili's every move was full of the grace of a great witch: "Thank you for the invitation, but as a witch I never like such occasions, please understand, but if you encounter any problems in mysticism, I am happy to help you."

Unlike the mystery of Hecate and the casualness of Dorothy, Fili deliberately creates a sense of majesty for herself.

After the envoy left, Fili returned to her room. Now she was back to the time when she had to control her main body and clone at the same time. After adapting to the habit of parallel thinking, Fili found that a familiar magical power was invading outside the house.

There is a barrier in the Black Cat Pavilion, but after a while, water-attributed power appears along the ceiling, opens the window and flows in from the outside.

"Don't let the whole house be filled with water." Fili was not panicked. She slowly opened the window to allow the water to flow more efficiently without being so sneaky.

Sure enough, the Water Priestess emerged from the ground, with her hands on her hips, and asked, "How dare you say that? What do you mean by suddenly disappearing? You scared us to death, don't you know? What happened between you and that old man in the end? Why did you disappear from the world so briefly?"

Fili has a contractual connection with the elves. When the power of the Path of Abils is fully activated, they go against the flow of time, violate the truth and create paradoxes. In that short period of time, what Fili encounters is more dangerous than death.