Fulilian: Dominate Aura at the beginning

Chapter 158 The End of the First Day - The Hot Spring (Part 2)
His gaze never left Vlamé—

Whether it's changing the subject or a smile playing on their lips.

The more I look at it, the more beautiful it becomes...

The more you look at it, the more relaxed you feel...

Being able to see Vurame through the Goddess Monument was his greatest and best gain in the past thousand years.

certainly--

If the price for this gain wasn't letting one's old friends and disciples fight to the death,

The most powerful demon race might be even happier now.

"No way, I don't want my husband to talk to me like my teacher does."

It was like recalling the time I spent studying with Celia when I was a child.

Vlame trembled slightly, then rejected the idea to Agushid with dissatisfaction.

"Absolutely, absolutely never be like Master..."

"Otherwise, I'll be reminded of some unpleasant memories."

"Oh, I guess I'll give you a kiss as a token of my appreciation."

"May I?"

"Of course you can, I won't resist whatever you do."

With almost no pause, Vlamé, who was not fully conscious, clearly felt a sudden softness on his shoulder.

"Hmm...would you like me to kiss your cheek again?"

He gently rubbed Vula's little belly under the hot spring.

Agushid, who was constantly watching Vlame's every move in his arms, asked very seriously.

"Whatever you want—"

"But Agushid, even so, I won't fall for it and open my eyes. Besides, aren't you just trying to change the subject?"

"This is bad, you've found out—"

"It's really not easy to get you excited..."

Cheer up...

not easy?
Agushid, how dare you say that?

They spoke with righteous indignation, as if it wasn't you who made me so tired.

Thinking of this, Vlamed reached out with difficulty and gently pinched Agushid.

It twisted on the back of my hand without using much force.

While it's true that Vlamé himself is currently very tired—

Even if she is full of energy now, she cannot exert herself.

After all...

Aside from the [Lightning of Annihilation] spell that was unleashed instantly without any warning during their first encounter,
Vlame has not yet launched any offensive against Agushid.

certainly--

If biting Agushid's shoulder because of pain is considered an attack, then...
Then this data becomes somewhat difficult to collect.

"Agushid, don't waste your time, I must fall asleep right now tonight—"

You can't distract me!

The first great magic of mankind made Volameh quite confident.

Even though her voice was still weak and listless, she had become overly dependent on Agusid.

Feeling his wife nestled completely in his arms,

Agushid shook his head helplessly, responding with a light laugh at her unwavering willfulness.

“I can’t let you get away with this time, Vlame.”

"Even if you don't condone it, I won't turn a blind eye."

Vlame spoke softly, tilting his head slightly.

Generally, at this point, Agushid would silently hug himself, letting himself do whatever he wanted—

But for Agushid, who would live with his wife for sixty-one years in the future, inseparable from her,
Appropriate supervision is perfectly normal for him.

Special circumstances require special measures.

Such as now.

If he doesn't let Vlamé go back with him, then an argument tomorrow morning is inevitable.

Therefore, in order to prevent any possibility of marital conflict from arising...
The most powerful demon decided to use some special methods to bring Volame back to her senses.

In fact, what Agusid called special means was neither magic nor words.

So he said nothing and did nothing for the time being.

Such silence would certainly make Vlamé believe that he had won.

So she leaned back again, quite satisfied.
After her damp, light red hair brushed against Agusid's chin, Vlame intended to drift off to sleep. But a certain intuition, typical of a great mage, made her feel uneasy.

……

But judging from the actual situation, Agushid didn't move at all.

That really does comply with my wishes...

As Vlamé closed his eyes, he was thinking this.

But the sudden feeling of dawdling threw her thoughts into disarray.

"Really..."

"At a time like this, you still want to use this to make me open my eyes—"

"Agushid, you underestimate me!"

Vlame was about to declare victory.

But after she truly identified the source of the dawdling.

She hesitated, unable to finish what she wanted to say.

Not only that, even Vlame's face and the roots of her ears instantly changed to resemble her hair color.

Her eyes opened in an instant, followed by a soft cry that had transformed from her original declaration—

"Agushid!"

"Don't be unreasonable at this time—"

Quite rare, Vlamé produced a surprisingly loud volume despite his weak state.

He turned around without any hesitation.
After retaliating by tugging at Agushid's cheek
Vlamena's still-blushing face was quite a sight.

"I'm just taking a nap—"

"Agushid, you'll lose me if you keep acting recklessly!"

This is, of course, an exaggeration by Vlamé.

However, Agusid's audacious and unimaginable actions still made her breathless.

"look……"

"Isn't he awake now?"

Under Vlame's watchful gaze, he gently took her legs and lifted her up.
The most powerful demon revealed a triumphant smile and lowered his head to rub against Volamee's burning cheek.

"It's good that you're awake. We should go back now."

"you you……"

Vlame glared at him angrily, but because she was too weak to break free, she could only let him carry her out of the hot spring.

The warm night breeze caressed her skin, making her slightly more awake, but the blush on her cheeks had not yet faded.

"Put me down... I can walk by myself."

She protested in a low voice.

"Really?"

Agushid raised an eyebrow and deliberately loosened his grip, startling Vlame into immediately clinging tightly to his neck.

"Honestly, didn't you realize I was just being cute?"

She gave him a muffled punch.

Agushid chuckled and pulled his wife closer to him.

"Then don't be stubborn."

Vlame pouted, finally resignedly burying her face in his shoulder, and muttered:

"...Don't do that again next time."

"Hmm? What?"

Rarely, he deliberately feigned ignorance and asked his wife, the most powerful demon.

"That's... exactly!"

Vlamé's ears turned bright red, and her voice grew softer and softer.

Agushid smiled but did not answer, only gently kissing the top of her head.

Vlame quietly raised her eyes and looked at his well-defined profile, her heartbeat gradually calming down.

"...Agusid."

"Ok?"

"……nothing."

The first great mage of mankind closed his eyes, but a slight smile appeared on his lips.

The silence continued to spread all the way.

On the "Maurice Cliffs", the first night slowly came to an end.

(End of this chapter)