Fulilian: Dominate Aura at the beginning

Chapter 128 The Lonely Elderly Arrives at the Kino Mountains
Simmel and his party departed.

The Hero of the South and Shurahat also left.

Even that useless demon who lived by eating grass on the Heavenly Vein Dragon followed in Shurahat's footsteps and left.

So it is obvious that Agushid's life has finally returned to peace.

The peace that belongs only to oneself.

He doesn't like to move around much, so he still spends most of his time in his study.

He still missed Vlamé, but this time he didn't become trapped in the dream.

Instead, he went more and more frequently to sit silently alone in front of Vlamé's tombstone.

At the monument to the goddess, he was able to see Vlamé again...

The most powerful demons were unsure of the exact manner in which they would meet again.

But since both the foolish disciple and Shurahart gave affirmative answers...
But that means the result will definitely not be wrong.

Therefore, unusually, Agushid felt a glimmer of hope for this bleak life.

As for the search for Seria and the magic of resurrection...

hehe--

Because Agushid never had much hope for this from the beginning.

Therefore, he naturally had no hope in this matter.

"Volamei..."

“It’s interesting, isn’t it?”

Extremely rare, Agushid, sitting on the grass in front of his wife's tombstone, spoke.

He gently stroked the few lines of text, and surprisingly, he was talking to himself while smiling.

“I may not be able to find the magic to resurrect you from Seria,”

"But in the process of searching for her, I've been able to meet you in other ways..."

The most powerful demon spoke in a gentle tone, a tenderness he had never shown even when facing Frilian.

At this point, he chuckled as if he were truly addressing Vlamé:
"Seria—"

"That old woman is useless, isn't she?"

"The magic left behind by that [goddess] allows us to meet in some way,"

"But this old-fashioned person who calls himself 'the number one person below the goddess' might not necessarily be able to do this..."

"Placing even a sliver of hope for the magic of resurrection on her was utterly delusional—"

"Perhaps the other old codger in the Demon King's Castle is more reliable than her."

Of course, Agushid's words went unanswered.

All the cold tombstone can do is listen quietly.

The most powerful demon race undoubtedly understands this.

But he still didn't stop.

He simply poured out all the bitterness brought by the separation of these past few days into his longing for Vlamé.

“If it were back then, Vlamé…”

"If I had said something like that to you in casual conversation back then, you would probably have laughed at me, saying, 'Agushid, aren't you afraid your teacher will kill you?'"

"But things are different now—"

"I am very strong now, the most powerful mage in the world in the true sense."

"The [Slashing Magic] of today is no longer limited to space and time; I can even interfere with realms that humans have not yet reached, such as the soul and destiny."

"I can do almost anything in this world—"

"Even something as significant as the millennium-long war between humans and demons that you worried about throughout your life is not an insurmountable problem for me now..."

"Yes, Vlame—"

"I now possess the world's greatest magical power and the most versatile [slashing magic],"

"Whether my opponent is the Demon King or Celie, I am confident that I will not lose."

"But--"

Agushid's whispers stopped there, and his gaze turned sorrowful.
Even his tone became low and depressed.

This is the sadness that the most powerful and proud demon only shows when he is by his wife's side.

"But, Vlamé..."

"Even with such great power, I cannot stop my disciples and friends from making their choices."

“Of course I could intervene by force, but that wouldn’t make them give up.” “So ultimately—”

"I can only be a bystander, just watching them fight to the death."

“They went to their deaths willingly; you didn’t see how they looked when they said goodbye to me…”

"In that case, I have no reason or means to stop them anymore."

The most powerful demon reached out and plucked a small flower from the sea of ​​flowers around him, pinching the stem and gently turning it.

He chuckled self-deprecatingly, then slowly leaned against the cold stone.
Agushid, who had been leaning on her shoulder as if she were his wife, lowered his eyes and whispered with his eyes closed:

"Speaking of which, Vlamé..."

"You've actually never met my idiot disciple and Shurahart, have you..."

"So you'd probably be saddened by the death of my disciple, but you'd just laugh and say 'good riddance' when you see Shurahat die, right?"

Having roughly imagined what Vlamé might do, Agushid closed his eyes and chuckled softly.

"Although we have different positions, Shurahat is actually a very good person."

"Although he has always harbored the fantasy of wanting to defeat me and become the most powerful demon..."

"But it cannot be denied that he truly dedicated his life to the future of the demon race."

"Just like my stupid disciple—"

Are all these omniscient beings with "future vision" so idealistic?

Agushid sighed softly, his forehead pressed against the inscription on the tombstone.

"But that's precisely why I can't save them."

"So all I can do is sit here and complain to you—"

"If you were still here, would you say I'm as useless as Celie?"

The smile on Agushid's face did not disappear.
But a hint of bitterness crept into the corners of his mouth as they gradually turned downwards.

"Whether it's saving someone else, or bringing you back from the dead..."

"I didn't do any of them well—"

"Am I really useless?"

"In your eyes, I'm probably not as good as I used to be..."

"Because I was so focused on finding a way to resurrect you, I didn't interfere with the division and demise of the unified empire—"

They only took the [Emperor's Sword] at the last moment to prevent them from using it against Seria.

"Because all I wanted was to see you again, I chose to stop interfering with the deaths of that foolish disciple and Shurahart..."

I simply watched quietly, conflicted and torn.

"..."

Agushid remained silent for a moment, then slowly opened his eyes, his gaze lowered.

"I've become the ugly person I used to hate the most and swore I would never become..."

"Volame, will you hate me?"

Because he was destined to receive no answer, Agushid did not wait any longer.

He only stayed there quietly for a few hours before getting up and leaving.

But at the very last moment before entering the 'Space Slash',
The most powerful demon race halted their advance.

"I almost forgot to tell you..."

Gently touching his forehead, Agushid turned to his 'wife' with a mixture of helplessness and a soft laugh, and said:
"Frilian is slowly coming to understand humans too, Vlame..."

"That child has met someone she would dedicate her life to—"

-

When Agusid returned to the Celestial Dragon and walked onto its shoulder,

It was already dusk.

It is moving at full speed and is about to cross the "Visen Mountains" and enter the airspace of the "Kino Mountains".

Location of the Goddess Monument —

We're very close now.

So, amidst the heaven-shaking, melodious roar of the Heavenly Pulse Dragon,

The most powerful demon revealed a gentle smile that surprised even it.

(End of this chapter)