Fulilian: Dominate Aura at the beginning

Chapter 124 The Farewell of the Southern Hero
Fifty-nine years before the Xin Dynasty, the first year of the Brave Squad's journey.

The Thirty-Ninth Day of the Search for Celia —

The Celestial Dragon has arrived at the gateway to the northern plateau, the 'Bia Region'.

And the brave warrior of the South is about to depart...

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"Although but..."

"Could you stay with me for one last while?"

At midday, under the bright sunshine, on the vast plains of the 'Bia region',

After enduring a night of cold treatment from Agusid, the Southern Hero watched as his teacher turned and left without hesitation after sending him down...

With a sigh of utter helplessness, he softly tried to persuade her to stay.

And Agushid—

He, dressed in a black robe, paused for a barely perceptible moment,
He immediately stopped moving and walked away.

"Now that it's time, are you starting to dawdle?"

The most powerful demon turned around indifferently, staring at the smile on his foolish disciple's face.
His tone unconsciously became increasingly cold:

"I don't have the time—"

"Get out of here, I don't want to see you again."

Ok……

That's really dishonest...

The Southern Hero was already used to his teacher's awkward personality.
Knowing that Agushid was always saying one thing and meaning another, he shrugged and chuckled softly.

"Don't be so heartless, teacher..."

"Consider it fulfilling the last wish of this dying man."

"Speaking of which, I remember there's a scenic path nearby. Would you like to come with me to take a look?"

Agushid remained indifferent as he looked at his foolish disciple who had begun to talk to himself.

"Not interested in."

He refused without hesitation:
"Don't indulge in unrealistic fantasies here—"

"If you're going to leave, then leave quickly and don't waste my time."

Having said that, Agushid turned away mercilessly.
He took a step forward amidst the dust raised by his black robe, but stopped once again at the sound of the Southern Warrior's voice.

"There's also a statue of the great mage Vlame on that path..."

"Why don't you just consider it a trip to remember your wife, and let me come along?"

Having satisfied his emotional needs and given Agushid a way out, the Southern Hero still wore a smile on his face.

Watching Agushid's retreating figure as he stopped,
I gazed into the teacher's eyes, revealed in that casual glance back—

The brave warrior from the south remained calm and patiently awaited good news.

And finally,
His proposal received a positive response from Agushid for the first time.

"lead the way."

This was a disgruntled snort from the most powerful demon.

Although his tone and attitude were still unpleasant, the Southern Hero didn't care at all.

Ultimately, the culprit who caused Agushid's emotional state to become like this was himself.
So he was already quite satisfied that he wasn't thrown off the Heavenly Dragon by his teacher today.

"This way, please follow me."

They didn't recklessly try to continue teasing the currently emotionally unstable Agushid.
The brave warrior from the south was courteous and gentle, extending his hand to guide his teacher.

But looking at the person in front of him who hadn't paid any attention to his actions from beginning to end,
But he had an excellent grasp of the route, heading directly towards Agushid in the direction of the Vlame statue—

The Warrior of the South lowered his head slightly and rubbed his temples with a smile.

"You're always like this..."

Looking directly at Agushid, who had already turned away, the strongest human warrior simply chuckled softly.

"Actually, even if I hadn't said anything, you were already planning to go and take a look, weren't you?"

"In other words, did you anticipate what I just said?"

No answer was received.

All the Southern Hero saw was the murderous look in Agushid's eyes.

"shut up."

The most powerful demon patted the dust off his shoulders, his tone neither happy nor sad.

"lead the way."

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As a major grain-producing area in the northern plateau, the Biya region naturally has relatively large towns.

But obviously,

As an ancient sage from over a thousand years ago, Vlamé's statue would not be placed there.

Her current home is a secluded country road, undisturbed and rarely traveled.

In the early spring of the southern continent,

The corresponding season for the northern plateau is autumn, when crops ripen.

That’s why——

Only then were Agusid and the Southern Warrior able to walk along the country lanes where the rice paddies were fragrant and the golden wheat fields were intertwined.

Just as the Southern Hero thought, Agusid himself was actually very familiar with this place.

It wasn't just because this was where he began to like the bitter "Emperor's Wine"—

More than anything, it was Vlame's antics during his journey to and from "Heaven" that caused this trouble.

That's a very distant memory...

round trip to [Heaven]

Vlamé,

The distinctive term came to mind, and the question he had pondered yesterday surged into Agushid's heart once again.

Walking side by side with his foolish disciple, who was about to meet his death, on the smooth dirt road.

The tranquility that the two had maintained along the way was broken for the first time by Agushid—

"The Kino Mountains, the Goddess's Monument?"

Agushid didn't say a word more, nor did he raise any specific questions. He simply uttered the two names slowly to verify his conjecture.
Then he quietly waited for a response from his foolish disciple.

I guessed it.

Too……

Even if I didn't say anything, how could the teacher, with his keen perception, not notice?

"Ah."

The Hero of the South nodded calmly, though he couldn't reveal too much about the future.
But since the teacher guessed it himself, he can't be blamed for not hiding it.

The Monument to the Goddess...

It really was that thing—

That's interesting. I'm really curious how it will allow me to meet Vlamé.

Nevertheless, Agushid did not pursue the matter further.
He was well aware that the Hero of the South had his own limitations—

So he just asked another question.

"In the future you envision, who was that thing originally intended for?"

silence.

Is it Frilian?

There was still no reply, so it was taken as a default statement.

Although the result wasn't hard to guess, and the answer could be found with a little thought...

But Agushid was still worried about the future, that his daughter might eventually fall in love with Simmel.

That's all there is to it.

This headache was nothing compared to the annoyance brought on by the Southern Hero at this moment.

He glanced at the Southern Hero walking beside him, who would occasionally reach out and break off a piece of wheat...

Agushid never spoke again from beginning to end.
The foolish disciple who simply followed quietly beside him was speechless.

He knew the Hero of the South all too well—

Therefore, Agushid knew perfectly well that he was not feigning profundity.
This foolish disciple simply didn't know what to say either.

He is not the kind of person who is easily sentimental either.
Therefore, he really couldn't say anything.

Right now, all he really wanted was to stay quietly by Agushid's side for a little while longer.

Vlamé's statue arrived quickly—

The 80% similarity didn't disappoint much.

The final destination of the stroll has been reached...

This means that after the Hero Squad, only one day later—

The Southern Warrior will also leave Agushid's side and head to the battlefield.

But unlike the previous hero team...

The Hero of the South will not simply turn away and leave.

He's not usually a talkative person, but today,

Right now—

The strongest yet rare human began to chat frequently with his teacher.

From childhood to adulthood, from travel to adventure.

Break through the demons' first line of defense and penetrate deep into the northern plateau surrounded by demons.

He also recounted one by one matters that he rarely mentioned to others during casual conversations.

Today is the day the two of them have spoken the most since their reunion.

They really talked a lot.

Although most of the time Aguhid would only nod and whisper indifferently,

But the setting of the midday sun bears witness to the passage of time.

The master and his apprentice stood in front of Vlamé's statue for a long time.

The conversation only gradually came to a halt when the bright sunlight turned slightly dusky.

time to go.

The hero of the South told himself this.

So it's time to leave behind some belongings.

Under Agushid's gaze,
His foolish disciple took out a small notebook with a leather cover from his pocket.

The edges of the notebook were frayed, and the cover was embossed with the abbreviation of "Southern Hero" in gold lettering.

"My swordsmanship notes".

The Southern Warrior explained in a low, relieved voice.

"From the basic grip of the Swift Sword to the final move and secrets of the dual-wielding style, everything is written in it."

"If you don't want to keep it, then give it to Simmel for me."

After witnessing firsthand that Agushid did not refuse and instead casually accepted the notebook—

The Hero of the South finally smiled again.

"Goodbye, teacher..."

The foolish disciple, who had gone and would never return, slowly retreated, and finally knelt on one knee one last time.

In Agushid's silence, he slowly stood up.

With a light laugh, he billowed his cloak and walked towards the twilight distance like a hero whose curtain was about to fall.

"correct--"

Halfway there, as if suddenly remembering something...
The Hero of the South turned slightly to the side, his gaze landing on Agushid one last time.

"Teacher, if you ever see Simmel again, please tell him for me—"

"Humanity's strongest hero from the South will personally pave the way for him!"

This is the end.

In the dim glow of the setting sun, Agushid stood still.

He watched as the story of his foolish disciple came to an end.
Quietly witnessing "The Legend of the Southern Heroes" enter its final chapter.

(End of this chapter)