Two months of time flowed by in a rush. Although Fíliya maintained a rhythm of intense preparation throughout, it still consumed quite a bit of time.
During these two months, she successfully improved the mana consumption of the [Magic to Disguise as a Human] and successfully utilized [Transfer Magic] to let Aura and Linie master this technique as well.
Thus, the time for action finally arrived.
"Isn't this a bit too fast...? I thought you would be delayed for at least half a year, Fíliya. How did you get it done in just two months?"
At this moment, Miss Aura was dressed in gorgeous new attire, her expression slightly awkward. It seemed that although this arrogant demon was confident with her words, when it came time to actually set off, she, like Solitär, developed thoughts of retreating.
As for where the clothes on her body came from, naturally, Miss Fíliya went to a human city to purchase the fabric, which was then crafted into clothing by Ms. Solitär, who is proficient in human craftsmanship.
"I still think it was slow. Actually, I wanted to set off long ago. If it weren't out of consideration for Linie, requiring an extra step to optimize mana consumption... one month would have actually been enough."
Fíliya crossed her arms over her chest, her expression exceptionally arrogant. Ever since her strength expanded significantly, her mindset had also inflated along with it...
Moreover, she was originally a very confident fellow, and now she constantly exuded an aura of "I am invincible, do as you please."
"So... what should we do about names and identities?"
Solitär spoke up at this moment.
"Mmm, about that... Wouldn't using your original names be fine? Not disguising is the best disguise. Anyway, Solitär, you have never been exposed. If I suddenly gave you a fake name, you definitely wouldn't be used to it, and it would be easier to show flaws instead. Linie is even simpler. To humans, a level like Linie is just an irrelevant small demon; no one will remember your appearance or features."
Fíliya quickly voiced her thoughts. Regarding this, Solitär only hesitated slightly, but upon second thought, realizing such a day would come sooner or later anyway, she did not refute it. As for Linie, she had no objections from the start.
Then who would have an objection?
"Me! I have an objection!"
Only to hear Miss Aura shout loudly, successfully attracting Fíliya's backward glance.
"What are you thinking? It's fine for the two of them, but... what about me? I am one of the Seven Sages of Destruction, the famous 'Aura the Guillotine.' How can I run into a human city using my real name!"
Aura spoke with puffed cheeks, and even patted her own chest forcefully with her hand to demonstrate her presence.
"Hah? Aura, I suspect you are being a little too narcissistic."
Fíliya turned her head with a look of disdain, which made Aura exceptionally angry.
"Hah?"
Who is narcissistic? Who is more narcissistic than you! Hearing such words, Aura only felt that the more she thought about it, the angrier she got. So she also opened her mouth wide, looking indignant, and started a "Hah?" contest with Fíliya.
Consequently, wearing an expression of pity, Fíliya shook her head and explained things to Aura.
"First, the era when your fame was at its peak was eighty years ago. You yourself hid in the gutter for fifty or sixty years before daring to reappear in the world. Eighty years is a very long time. Even the great hero of humanity, 'Frieren the Slayer,' has become rarely known, with few people able to recognize her. Let alone a dead-last like you."
"Second, my magic is quite perfect. You currently possess neither the characteristics of a demon nor the aura of a demon. Anyone who sees you will only treat you as an ordinary human girl. Who would idlely associate you with a demon?"
"Third, the name 'Aura' is as common as stray dogs by the roadside. It's not some rare or strange name; there are definitely plenty of fellows with the same name... If you really can't let it go, changing your name is fine too. How about you be called 'Raua' from today on?"
Fíliya finished stating her views in one breath, then revealed a mocking smile on her face.
After listening to these words, Miss Aura felt a nameless fire rising within her. She even clenched her fist tight, but then helplessly spread her small fist open slowly.
What this guy says does make a bit of sense... but why does she have to take a dig at people every time she discusses matters?
"Hmph..."
Finally, Aura did not continue speaking. She merely glared at Fíliya with resentful eyes, then clenched her palm into a fist again and gave Fíliya's shoulder a punch.
"Didn't eat? So weak?"
Fíliya looked at the small fist hitting her shoulder. Not only did she feel no pain whatsoever, she even issued a fresh taunt.
"Go to hell!"
Aura turned around in a huff, directly turning her back to Fíliya, and sat down on a chair to the side.
Seeing this, only Linie hurriedly leaned in close to her Lady Aura, comforting Aura's wounded heart.
"So, what should we do about identities?"
Solitär chuckled softly and glanced in Aura's direction before re-establishing eye contact with Fíliya.
"Umu... Let me think... It would be fine to say the two of us are sisters standing together, but adding Linie and her—Aura—saying we are sisters would definitely make no one believe it. Then let's just set it as 'companions who have depended on each other since childhood.' Mmm, it has to be this way. Half-truth and half-fake is the best disguise."
Fíliya immediately made up her mind.
Thus, the group began their final preparations for leaving home. It wasn't long before they left the abandoned shipyard together. However, having just stepped out a dozen meters, Fíliya discovered a fresh problem.
She turned around, looking at the travel backpack on Linie's back that was like a small hill, several sizes larger than Linie's entire person, and immediately shook her head.
"This won't do. Letting a child as small as Linie carry such a big bag while we three adults walk leisurely in front will definitely attract onlookers and gossip..."
"But, Lady Fíliya, my age should be much greater than yours, you know?"
Linie tilted her head slightly. Combined with the giant package on her body, she displayed a subtle, incongruous sort of cuteness.
Although Linie belonged to the new generation of demons, her actual age of existence was indeed already much longer than Fíliya, a human. Calling her a "child" was only relative to Aura and Solitär.
"That's different. In the eyes of other humans, it's us three adults abusing a child... Although a child who can carry this kind of bag would probably be recognized as extraordinary at a glance... but as expected, it's still very strange."
Fíliya rubbed her chin, speaking with a slight frown.
"Is that so? Humans are so troublesome."
Linie nodded, then mumbled her opinion.
After all, in the world of demons, the concept of "preferential treatment for the young" did not exist. Strong demons would directly use weak demons as subordinates or even slaves, completely disregarding whether they were adult demons or newborn juvenile demons. And weak demons would naturally obey the strong.
"Forget it, Linie. Put the bag back. Anyway, inside is just a pile of non-essential items. For traveling, it's enough to just have money on one's person. We'll just buy whatever is lacking when the time comes."
After a brief thought, Fíliya waved her hand very generously, directly signaling Linie to throw the bag back into the shipyard.
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