Fulilian: Dominate Aura at the beginning

Chapter 126 Shurahart's Deathbed Visit

Since the Southern Hero left me two days ago,
Agushid had anticipated Shurahat's visit...

Therefore, he wasn't particularly surprised by the sudden appearance of the person in front of him.

Just as always,
After Shurahat arrived at the castle, Agushid made the conversation take place in the study.

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"He left here, and you followed me right away—"

"You two are really eager to die."

“But this is my responsibility, Agushid.”

"If we don't do this, both humans and demons will head towards a meaningless future."

responsibility……

A meaningless future—

It's ironic that such words would come from the mouth of a demon.

But Agusid didn't say much, only giving a slight cold snort to Shurahat behind his back.

"Since I'm going to die anyway, I'm not the kind of person who doesn't cherish my own life—"

"If you two want to die, then go ahead and die."

Listening to the ticking of the grandfather clock, glancing sideways at the desk bathed in sunlight and shadow,
The most powerful demon slowly walked back to his seat and sat down, then leisurely sipped his tea.

Clearly, he had lost interest in the conversation after just a few words.

That makes sense; anyone would react the same way if they heard their friend or disciple say they were going to die together over some nonsensical thing.

So Agusid's gaze left Shurahat.

He raised his teacup and took a small sip.

Even though Shurahart was already sitting quietly opposite him, he did not stop what he was doing.

Shurahat could tell that Agushid didn't want to say anything more.

So the two old friends naturally fell into a brief and awkward silence.

Unlike the situation of the hero from the south,

Although Agushid knew that Shurahat was also coming here to say goodbye before his death.

Moreover, just like the Southern Hero, Shurahat clearly understood that Agusid knew the cause and effect of the incident—

But that's precisely why they can't get along like Agusid and the Hero of the South.

Shurahat was, after all, neither a disciple nor a junior of Agushid.

He was one of Agushid's few friends and one of the few peers with whom he could sit down and talk.

So at this moment, even they themselves didn't know what to say in this situation.

But in the end, Shurahart broke the tranquility of the study.
He raised his right hand to support his chin, his gaze fixed on the teapot not far from him.

"Aren't you going to offer me a cup of tea?"

Start the conversation in a polite manner —

It must be said that, in some ways, Shurahat is more human than Agushid, who has regained his emotions.

Although the most powerful demon had already regained his emotions because of Volame,

But he was clearly still not interested in such formalities.

"Help yourself if you want a drink."

The notebooks and magic books placed on the table were stacked one on top of the other.

Agushid said without even looking up.

As expected, the conversation killer successfully ended the conversation right from the start.

Shurahart's sigh and helplessness were completely undisguised.

He pressed his temples, looking rather troubled, and chuckled softly.

"Agushid, you're not planning to talk to me about anything..."

"At least at this point, can't you be a little more enthusiastic towards me?"

chat……

enthusiasm?

These two laughable words made Agushid pause and shake his head slightly.

"Since you've made the same choice as that foolish disciple, one that disregards my feelings..." "Then what is there left for us to talk about?"

"besides……"

"enthusiasm?"

The most powerful demon looked up and sneered, completely disregarding Shurahat's feelings as he spoke rudely.

"Leaving aside whether I actually have that kind of thing, even if I do—"

"That can't be applied to you either; you're not worthy of that in my heart."

This would obviously pose no threat to Shurahat, who is a demon.

Therefore, he naturally did not recklessly mention Vurame because of Agusid's implied meaning.

[The Omniscient] Shurahart simply maintained a faint smile, unusually revealing a hint of candor.

"Although that's what I say, Agushid, I really am going to die."

"Give me at least some kind of response..."

"Then you should hurry up and die."

"I don't want to see you anymore."

The reaction did come, but the words were so hurtful that even Shurahart couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.

"Even I find it a little hard to understand how His Majesty the Demon King managed to communicate with you amicably back then..."

"Agusid, you haven't given me a chance to start a conversation at all—"

Looking at Agushid, whose tone was cold and troubled by the word "death,"
After calmly making himself a cup of tea, Shurahart continued speaking softly.

"At this point, even if you don't intend to discuss this in detail with me, don't you want to ask me anything else?"

"I'm asking you?"

Agushid's gaze was somber, as if he had guessed the hidden meaning behind Shurahat's words.
So he laughed out loud without any restraint.

But after glancing a few more times at Shurahart's annoying face sitting opposite him—

Agushid closed his eyes tightly, surprisingly not rejecting the offer.

"Alright, since you put it that way, then I'll ask..."

Without pausing for long, Agushid asked his first question.

"In this decisive battle, what is your bottom line, or what number of sacrifices are you willing to accept?"

"Four."

Instead of pretending to be a riddle-maker as he had in the past, Shurahart gave the answer almost without hesitation.

"Four...who are the other three besides you?"

The answer came instantly, and its frankness left Agushid somewhat bewildered.

However, upon hearing those three unfamiliar names, the most powerful demon's brows furrowed slightly.

"You came here this time to pick up that good-for-nothing hiding in the cave, right?"

"Yes, because I need her to participate in this final battle as well."

"Then why isn't her name among the great demons who died?"

“She still has value in the future, and I’m only taking her away temporarily, so of course I have to make sure she comes back to you alive.”

value?
What exactly was it that made that foolish disciple and Shurahart both let that good-for-nothing go?

“I don’t think she has any right to live, and there was absolutely no need to send her back—”

"I wouldn't mind if she died on the battlefield."

Agusid's meaning was clear; he was subtly inquiring about the value that Shurahat had mentioned.

Shurahart, of course, understood his unspoken meaning.
And so, once again, he answered without hesitation.

"She will help you in the future."

The unexpected answer made Agushid raise his eyebrows slightly.

Knowing that Shurahart was not lying, he spoke softly:
"Will she be able to help me in the future?"

"Shurahat, how could you draw such a ridiculous conclusion when you can't even foresee my future?"

Shurahart's answer remained concise and clear.

He looked directly at Agushid and spoke slowly and calmly:
"Because His Majesty the Demon King told me this himself."

(End of this chapter)