Fulilian: Dominate Aura at the beginning

Chapter 135 I Come From the Future a Thousand Years Later (Part 2)

Whether it's an illusion or a dream—

Whether it's the ordinary bewitching magic or the mysterious [Paradise Attraction Magic] of Grao's Sam,
Because they are essentially no different, these spells all have a fatal flaw.

—"A fake is still a fake."

"Nothing real can appear in a false illusion."

Therefore, the transfer of magic cannot possibly exist within this process.

This was a flaw that Vlame and Agushid had discovered many years ago.

So they had made an agreement.
If the distinction between illusion and reality truly becomes uncertain, it can be directly proven through the transfer of magic.

And now...

Feeling the "magic that warms the body" enter one's mind along with Agusid's study experience,

Vlamé naturally realized the current situation.

This is not an illusion.

It was not, as I had guessed, a dream created by the Goddess's Monument.

This is reality.

The person in front of me is smiling gently, and I can't suppress the longing and yearning in their eyes—

It was indeed Agushid himself.

At this point, Vlamé no longer had the mind to feel shy.

All her attention was focused on Agushid's unusual behavior.

Judging from the sky above, it had been at most half an hour since they arrived at the Goddess Monument.

In just half an hour—

Why did Agusid exhibit such an unusual change?

"not understand……"

"I just can't figure it out..."

This time, it was Vlamé, who was deeply mired in confusion, who took the initiative.

She reached out her hand and pinched Agushid's cheek.

It feels no different from before.

In the past, when faced with such closeness, Agushid would only tilt his head in confusion.

But now, before me stands Agushid…

He actually laughed again.

"Are you really Agushid?"

"Replacement guaranteed."

Looking at Vlamena's suspicious face, Agushid responded softly to his wife's question.

"how to prove?"

"How do you want me to prove it?"

Agushid's question made Vlame pause for a moment.

She knew for sure that the person in front of her was Agusid.

It was only because of his highly unusual behavior that he asked the question for the first time.

So for a moment, even Vlame couldn't think of what question to ask.

"Um……"

When did we explore the "Scattered Royal Tomb" together?

In the end, Vlame decided to ask them about their journey.

As Agushid had predicted,
As expected, Vlamay's problems at this point would ultimately come down to their journey to and from "heaven".

For him, who had been contemplating his wife and reminiscing about that brief period of time for nearly a thousand years, this meant a different story.
There's absolutely no difficulty involved.

"The 177th day of the third year of this journey."

The correct answer.

But Vlame's problems did not stop there.

"What is my most proficient magic?"

"【Isolation Barrier】."

What is your most proficient magic?

"【Slashing Magic】".

"Be more specific."

“Space Slash”.

"Could you demonstrate?"

There's nothing wrong with that, anyway, for Agushid a thousand years from now...
"Space Slash" is just a normal attack spell that can be used casually.

However, in order to match the image of himself using [Space Slash] in this era as remembered by Vlame—

Agushid still put his two fingers together and slowly raised them.

Under Vlame's watchful gaze, the 'Space Slash' was unleashed instantly.

Then, appearing before her through the rift in the 'Spatial Slash'...

This is the main burial chamber of the "Scattered Royal Tombs".
The shattered [Water Mirror Demon], slowly recovering through magic, came into view. "..."

At this point, there's no need to say anything more.
Because the "Space Slash" is indeed a technique that only Agusid can master.

Not to mention, in Vlame's magical perception,
The peaceful magic unique to Agushid remained unchanged from beginning to end.

Even so, Vlame reached out another hand and slowly placed it on the other side of Agushid's face.

She looked up at the most powerful demon with a gentle face.

With her own little thoughts and rough guesses, she asked softly:

What is my favorite food?

Mercury Pudding.

The answer was given without any hesitation or pause.

Naturally, these were no problem for Agushid at all.

"So what's your favorite food?"

"I don't have any particular favorite things. If I had to say, my favorite drink is 'Emperor's Wine'."

"last question--"

Where and when was the last time I stole a kiss from you?

"Um……"

"It seems to be in a wheat field in the northern part of the 'Bia region'—"

The most powerful demon instinctively gave his wife the answer.

But at the same time, he also realized that he shouldn't have known about this at this time.

Because all of this was gradually revealed to him by Vlame during casual conversations at night after their marriage in the capital.

"That's it..."

"To be honest, Agushid—"

"I don't remember you being sober at the time, and I don't remember me confessing anything like this to you..."

"Ah."

Agushid nodded naturally, admitting it without hesitation with a light laugh.

"I forgot about it for a moment."

"You really tricked me, Vlame."

Vlame had already determined from several previous questions that the person in front of him was indeed Agushid himself.

Her subsequent questions were actually a prelude to the last one.
She would verify her guess with the last question.

And this speculation—

Listening to Agushid's current answer, Vlame was almost 100% certain of the answer.

"How is this possible?"

"I can't understand..."

Just as surprised as Agushid had been, Vlame slowly approached Agushid while murmuring.

then,

She pounced on the most powerful demon amidst the lawn and wildflowers.

Looking down from above, her light red hair appeared slightly yellowish in the sunlight.

Volame gently stroked Agushid's face, piece by piece.
Throughout the entire process, the most powerful demon did not offer any resistance whatsoever.

Rather, his wife's affection actually made him feel happy.
The gloom that had accumulated in my heart over the years has thus largely dissipated.

"incredible--"

"Agusid, is it because of the Goddess's Stele?"

"Does it contain magic that defies the principle of irreversibility?"

He gazed tenderly at his wife, who had already guessed the answer.

Agushid had no intention of hiding anything.

After all, given Vlame's intelligence, such things couldn't possibly be hidden from her.
If that's the case, then why deny it?

"Ah."

He reached out and gently pinched his wife's chin under her slightly uneasy gaze.

As Agushid acknowledged this, he looked gently at the earnest Vlame before him.

“Volamei, just as you thought—”

"I returned to the present through the time-reversal magic on the Goddess's Monument."

The silence lasted for a long time.

After all, this kind of thing is unbelievable, let alone something to accept and digest.

But Vlamé still believed it.
Not only that, looking at Agushid pinned beneath him,

She also asked the question that surprised even the most powerful demon.

"How many years?"

Vlame's eyebrows slowly lowered, she paused slightly, and then continued:
"How far in the future are you from?"

(End of this chapter)