Oops, I became the witch's substitute

Every time this happened, Scathach would suddenly wake up, gasping for breath in a cold sweat. When she came to her senses, she found that there was nothing in the room, but she would put it out of her mind because it was just a dream.

After breakfast a few days later, Scathach found Filin somewhat embarrassedly: "Brother Filin, can you check the results of my current training?"

Feilin calculated the time and said, "It has been a year since you started to follow that training method. You have improved a lot since the beginning, but the time is still short. You are still some distance away from graduation."

Scathach asked anxiously: "What does it take to graduate?"

Filin snapped his fingers: "Can you dance now?"

Scathach nodded hastily: "I know two kinds of ballroom dancing."

Feilin pointed at the piano in the hall and said, "Then dance for me?"

"Myself?"

"Yeah, you just have to imagine what the dance partner is. You have to know both the male and female positions, is that ok?"

Scathach felt a little guilty: "I'll try."

The exercise that Filin arranged for Scathach was bell training. The bells tied on her wrists and ankles could not make any sound at any time. Even when dancing, they would only make sounds in coordination with the rhythm when dancing was the most graceful. This was a kind of strength training. As for the results of the training, it was more than enough for her to become an assassin.

Another set of exercises is to throw throwing knives based on this, but Scathach seems not to be able to do it yet. It is difficult for her to just eliminate the sound now.

Anyway, there were not many guests in the hotel, so Filin sat in front of the piano and checked it. He found that the piano was in good maintenance and should have been made by Nishinoka. After testing the sound, he looked at Scathach.

Feilin's eyes were gentle. Of course, he had to act like a reliable adult in front of the little sister: "Well, the test has begun. Do you have anything to prepare?"

Scathach placed one hand on her chest and took a deep breath: "I'm ready and can start anytime."

During the test, Scathach was extremely serious. It can be said that she used all her energy to control her strength. Although she barely passed the test, her musicality was relatively poor and her sense of rhythm was a bit stiff. This year's training was completely exam-oriented education, and she was training purely for the test. Scathach barely passed the test with the song that Filin taught her, but when she changed to other songs, Scathach stood there at a loss. It was obvious that she could not "dance".

Because Filin suddenly changed the song during the exam, Scathach couldn't help but puff up her cheeks and protest with a red face: "This is not a training song."

Feilin shrugged. "Yeah, that's not true. But if it's Feili, she can dance to any song, but you don't have any melody in your mind. But if you think about it carefully, this is beyond your scope. In terms of your training results, it's a bit stiff at the beginning. You have to concentrate to control the bell, right?"

Scathach nodded: "It's difficult to control the force during the action and prevent the bell from making a sound. It's counterintuitive to exert force and dissipate force at the same time. Why do you do this?"

Feilin pointed at himself and said, "Because in addition to controlling the strength of your body, you also need to learn to control your magic power. This set of skills will provide you with ideas and habits for controlling your magic power."

As he spoke, Filin released his magic power, which enveloped Filin like gas, but it looked very scarce. Even Scathach, an outsider, felt that the magic power enveloped Filin was "very thin", and intuitively, it was not as good as that of Nishinoka and Serena.

Feilin explained: "People outside have the skills to observe magic power. They usually judge a person's strength from the appearance of magic power. So we restrain our magic power and hide our true strength. We will gain an advantage in intelligence and make the opponent make wrong judgments in battle. For example, if I punch you and you think I'm using my fist, you use your arm to block it, but I'm actually using a hammer. Do you think the opponent will be knocked down by the punch?"

Even though Filin was indeed a person with weak magic power, he was still a hero after all, and his magic power was much stronger than that of Serena and Nishinoka combined.

Scathach nodded. This simple and easy-to-understand principle was easy to understand: "I understand. Then why... it is obviously a combat skill, but the training arranged is cleaning and so on, and even combined with dance like this, it is very artistic..."

Filin seemed to think of something interesting, and then said: "Scathach, you want to spend your whole life deceiving others, so we are the only despicable people who play with magic."

Scathach was stunned: "...So?"

Feilin reached out and tapped her forehead gently: "Eating, sleeping, working, greeting others, going out to buy groceries, cooking at home, you have to maintain this restraint all year round, 24 hours a day, and make this disguise as common as breathing, only then will you be qualified."

Scathach seemed to understand: "I seem to understand, but I..."

Filin stood up and stretched out his hand to Scathach: "You seem to be still a little troubled. Come, hold my hand, I will guide your dance steps and tell you where you are lacking."

Scathach hesitated for a moment and held Filin's hand. Now she seemed to understand how to accept other people's kindness and the value of the kindness that Filin exuded.

Chapter 97 Do you want to dance together?

"I say, Scathach, do you feel any pressure when you're with me? Why are you so nervous?"

"I……"

If Feilin remembered correctly, this was the first time the child deliberately called his mother when they met. He must have had a lot of inner drama, but he was just a child after all, so it was easy to control him.

Scathach has no experience in dealing with people. She is a little smart but not much. Once she comes into contact with something she is not good at, her distress will be written on her face.

Filin held her hand and gently guided the dance steps. It felt like operating a puppet. If necessary, Filin really carried Scathach to dance.

Otherwise, Scathach would step on his foot, not once or twice, and each time she would apologize and do it again.

Feilin reluctantly let go. Even he wouldn't teach Xianyu to dance. "Well, you're not good at approaching men, and you're also very resistant to me. It's a little embarrassing, but it's really my fault. I've embarrassed you in the name of learning."

Scathach didn't know how to answer and was so anxious that she fell silent. In the past, she thought that Filin was a man who needed to be wary of like a fox, but after a year of getting along, she realized that he was a man who cooked delicious food. As the only man in the hotel, he was able to do nothing wrong and always handled things impartially. Scathach thought that it didn't matter if Filin had any secrets.

She also has a so-called secret, but she doesn't tell everyone.

But now that Filin had let go, Scathach couldn't help but worry whether Filin was psychologically hurt or whether she still didn't know what was good for her. Although she didn't know much, she knew that Filin had master-level martial arts and magic abilities, and not everyone could get his personal guidance.

Scathach said shyly, with her hands behind her back: "No, no, I don't mean to hate Brother Filin, I'm just not used to the new dance steps. Let me practice for two more days, I will do it well."

Filin smiled and touched Shaka's head. "I'm just kidding. Actually, you don't understand why you should dance. I let you dance to exercise your body's flexibility and to use the bells to train your strength. Besides that, dancing is also a way to relax."

Scathach was a little puzzled: "Do men like dancing too?"

Feilin chuckled and found a sword from under the counter: "Do you know sword dance?"

Filin performed a sword dance with a long sword, combining martial arts and dance. Even without accompaniment, Scathach could feel the unique rhythm and handsomeness, a combination of hardness and softness, and extraordinary heroic spirit.

Filin put away the sword, sat down at the piano again and played some simple melodies. While playing, he taught Scathach: "I have received two kinds of education. One is to be forced by external pressure and face difficult tests again and again. If you cannot pass the family's test, you will be eliminated and become a tool. The other kind of education is to pursue your own happiness. Dancing and music, these seemingly entertaining skills actually have special power. If you can't accept them with a happy mood, you will only get pain. For example, just now, you were very unhappy because you memorized those dance steps. If it is really inappropriate, I will change some other training methods for you."

Scathach fell silent, and suddenly looked up as if she wanted to say something, but she met Filin's eyes that seemed to see through everything.

"Ah, let me guess, the dance partner you want is Fili, right? If you replace me with Fili, you won't be happy at all, I'm afraid your tail will be up to the sky." Fili was only depressed for half a second. No matter how good the identity of a man was to the little dragon lady, the most important position in Scathach's heart was still Fili standing there laughing.

Witch, witch, everyone likes witches, right?

Why is the witch's identity so useful?

Elves, knight princesses, other witches, Miriam's royal family and even the Arian sect would show some courtesy to Fili when they saw her.

Put yourself in my shoes. When I first came here as Film, could I have gained so much in a year? Damn it!

"Ahaha...Brother Filin, I really like Sister Fili. Sister Fili is small, sweet, gentle and beautiful. People like Sister Fili are worthy of admiration." Scathach frowned and smiled, feeling inferior but relieved. "I was saved by Sister Fili under the most difficult circumstances. She allowed me to escape danger and now have this place where I can live in peace. Well, I'm sorry, I was petty with you before..."

Feilin shrugged: "Scathach, remember, a so-called reliable adult man will not bother with a child."

Scathach frowned: "I'm not a child, I'm about to become an adult."

Feilin spread his hands. "Really? Congratulations, kid who's going to be an adult soon. Oh, by the way, if you hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten. Have you learned another skill? It's a core skill for you."

Scathach had a question mark over her head: "What?"

Feilin supported her chin with one hand and pointed upstairs: "Try putting on some makeup. Feili will be back soon. If you want to be her dance partner, put on some makeup and dress up beautifully. Then you and Feili will look like twin stars when standing together, right?"

Scathach suddenly showed an indescribable expression, as if the village chief was holding a hatchet and asking her to slay the dragon.

Because makeup is not only for beauty, but also has the functions of camouflage and reconnaissance, Filin believes that makeup is a compulsory course. Today is a good opportunity to test Scathach's various skills. No matter what is said, let Scathach put on her own makeup.

Sure enough, after Scathach returned to her room, she never came out again.

Until noon, when Nishinoka was listlessly cooking, Scathach still hadn't shown up.

"What's wrong? Does the child have no appetite today? Did you bully her?" Nishinohua made stir-fried pork with bamboo shoots and chicken soup, planning to have a simple lunch at noon.

Feilin retorted while serving rice: "I am checking her homework. Her dancing and strength are acceptable. Now let's check her makeup skills."

Nishinoka smacked her lips and said, "Makeup? That girl is good-looking enough without makeup, why would she need makeup? Are you going to teach her the skills of an assassin?"

Filin shook his head and pointed upstairs: "Any skills are mutual. In addition to disguise, makeup can also see through other people's disguises. My purpose is to hide myself and see through others, collect information and kill them with one blow. Um, I'm going to deliver food to see what's wrong with Scathach, you go and deliver food to Carol."

Nishinoka shrank her neck: "I'm a little afraid of Carol now. I'm afraid of being blown up. By the way, I just bought some beef today. Let's cook it tonight. How do you think it should be cooked? Stewed beef or stir-fried pork slices? I can also fry your braised pork now. How about simple fried steak or grilled meat?"

Feilin put away the plate and thought for a moment: "Let's have braised pork."

Nishinoka tilted her head: "What is braised pork...?"

Filin went to find Scathach: "You'll know when it's done. See you this afternoon."

Nishinoka joked, "You're acting mysterious again. Just keep teaching me. By then I'll have learned everything. When you die, these will be our witch's cooking skills."

The witch of gourmet food is obsessed with cooking, but how easy is it to learn to cook? The dishes she knows now can't even make a full banquet, and the film is not worried about being emptied.

They soon arrived at Scathach's room. They used their magical perception to confirm that someone was inside, but there was no response after they knocked on the door.

Filin wondered how anyone could make themselves look autistic by putting on makeup, so he knocked on the door first: "Open the door, Scathach, you are not autistic because of putting on makeup, are you? It's okay, the brothers and sisters won't laugh at you. I can feel that you are in the room, you haven't changed your clothes, taken a shower, or done anything strange, if you don't open the door I will come in."

"No, no, no! Not yet!"

As Scathach sang her last song, the door that had just been half opened closed again, and Filin stood outside like a butler.

Scathach breathed a sigh of relief and hurried to find water.

No way! Who cares about you!

Philin kicked the door open.

Scathach was seen trying to hide her skirt in a hurry, and the makeup on her face could only be described as tragic. She looked like a clown in Peking Opera, and a bloody clown at that.

"It's been a whole morning! What weird things are you agonizing about? Now ghosts are more human than you! Goblins would be scared!" After saying that, Filin quickly put down his lunch, walked to Scathach like a crab, sighed, and held her shoulders with both hands, "Okay, I think I understand your rare talent. You are indeed wild."

Scathach's mentality collapsed: "I know I look ugly now, can you please take care of the girl's heart when you comment?"

Flin pointed at her face and said, "Just Scathach, you should be thankful that you are a Scathach, not a Scathach. Otherwise, your current appearance would be even more lethal, like a totem used to scare wild beasts in a barbaric tribe!"

"Ugh...!"

Feilin spoke earnestly, and suddenly an indescribable motivation was aroused in his heart: "You still have a girlish heart? Since you also think you have a girlish heart, you must make up your mind to treat yourself as a girl from the bottom of your heart. Start to change your appearance for me tomorrow and interpret yourself as a perfect girl!"

Scathach was speechless for a moment: "But I am a girl..."

Feilin pointed at the World War II makeup cabinet behind him and said, "Shut up. You don't look like a girl, and neither do you look like a girl physically or mentally. From head to toe, Serena is more feminine than you. You have such resources but you ruin yourself into this state. I have decided. I will make you into a perfect girl with natural beauty from the inside out."

After saying that, Filin pointed at the non-existent blue sky and said, "Start the Alice Project!"

Anyway, after lunch, Filin went out to buy clothes angrily. He was really mad at Scathach.

Think about it, he is a man who has overcome all kinds of difficulties and played the role of a beautiful witch. Until today, he finally has some reputation and is recognized by the surrounding forces. But what about Scathach? She is obviously a little girl, but she is not even as good as a country girl. This simply lowers the average level of the hotel's appearance.

In the afternoon, Feilin bought a lot of goods from the tailor Fox, and also ordered a set of mercury lamp dresses for collection. Oh, it’s just my personal preference.

Soon, Felix found Scathach again and threw a box of clothes to her: "Originally, Felix should have taught you these, but you know everyone is busy, so I will teach you. If you don't want to, just refuse."

Scathach gritted her teeth and said, "I don't feel comfortable doing this."

Feilin picked out a set of clothes from the box: "Wear them in the order I picked for you, from inside to outside and from bottom to top. Also, you'd better use a front-clasp bra now. If you have small breasts, you have to admit it. You have to stand up straight when you get beaten. Even if you don't have any, you can squeeze out some by wearing them. In short, if you don't know how to match clothes in the future, just follow my instructions."

Scathach's face turned red as if blood was about to drip out.

Soon, Scathach changed her clothes. Now she was wearing a white shirt with a light blue skirt and a beige outer layer. The overall style was very fresh and exquisite pastoral country style. The hem of the skirt exposed from under the outer layer looked a bit like an apron, outlining the girl's immature body curve, and adding the mysterious feeling of a witch. She looked like a little witch reclaiming wasteland in the forest, revealing half of her slender and lovely calves, with cute bells tied around her ankles.

Feilin wiped the sweat off his face and finally breathed a sigh of relief: "I finally look like a human being."

Scathach was very reserved at first, but finally couldn't help jumping up and saying, "I quit!"

Feilin tapped her head with a folding fan. "Lower your voice. What's the point of yelling and dancing like a man in this kind of clothes? From the beginning, I taught you to exercise your strength, requiring you to be soft, elegant, and dignified. Have you forgotten the gentleness that I repeatedly emphasized when we danced today? I'm not bullying you or teasing you. This is learning! Find time to tidy up your hair at the temples, and keep your knees closer together when you walk in the future. Remember that you are a girl."

After that, Felix took out two books from the box: "This is the latest popular hairstyle, and there are also makeup techniques I summarized. Scathach, you don't want to keep watching Felix from a distance, right? If you want to get close to Felix, of course you should study hard."

So, that day Scathach really cried, and while crying she flipped through the study materials prepared by Film.

Nishinoka, who probably knew the whole story, commented: "Who of you two is crazy? Seeing that Scathach is crying, I think you are crazy. But then again, Scathach is so beautiful now, I thought some witch came."

Feilin was standing in front of the stove making the stew: "You didn't see her putting on makeup today. If you had seen it, you would be even angrier than me."

Nishinoka was amused: "The question is, how are you so skilled? You can dance, put on makeup, and cook delicious food that makes people angry. You are just like a scumbag who specializes in picking up girls."

Feilin raised the pot and spoon: "You should say it the other way around. The reason why you learn these is to avoid thunder, avoid green tea and avoid scumbag women."

Nishinoka looked at the stew, sniffed it, and thought it was pretty good. Then she looked at Feilin and said, "Actually, I can dance, not only ballroom dancing, but also elf dance. If you can play the accompaniment, I'll dance for you..."

Ta-da! Someone came down from upstairs, fell down, and then quickly ran into the kitchen.

"You're here! Hey, Felix, hurry up and write to Fili. I've made some interesting discoveries in my alchemy research!"

Chapter 98: Death of the Saint

"Use Bahamut's star core to summon him again?"

Fili muttered quietly in the room. Apparently this was Carol's latest research. She knew what happened without receiving the letter, but she was very unsure.

Bahamut is originally a fictional creature, originating from her imagination, born from rumors, and the fear and belief generated in people's hearts. Although not many people believe in it, there is a circle of people who believe in the existence of Bahamut.

To put it bluntly, the star core that was snatched away is itself a fictional product, but it was preserved for some unknown reason.

During this period, Filin made some new discoveries while studying the power of deception, but it is still uncertain.

"If one day more and more people believe that Fili is real, will Fili really become an independent individual? But the position that belongs to Fili has already been occupied by me."

The deceptive clone looked down at his own hands. This clone looked real, felt real, and unless it received a fatal blow, even its body structure was real, with a physical body that would bleed and have a full sense of existence, hmm.