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Chapter 172 The End of the Second Night - Dancing Before the Campfire (Part 2)
The world's strongest great mage...

Under the dim starry sky of the 'Fol Basin', night had already fallen—

Once again, Vlame, having been thoroughly satisfied by Agusid's impeccable culinary skills, lay lazily in front of the cabin in the woods.

Beside the blazing campfire, she quietly recalled Agushid's strongest declaration from that morning.

Hmm... the tone and confidence of Agushid when he said those words back then—

It's impossible not to believe it.

"But...the strongest?"

"Agushid, for your future self, isn't this overwhelming power more like a curse?"

Regarding the power of Agushid a thousand years later,

Vlamé's first thought was not anything else—

Instead, it clearly possesses such great power,
What kind of torment did Agushid suffer at that time, who remained indifferent to the chaos of the world because of his own burdens?

"Although I really don't want to repeat myself—"

"But indeed, I am a woman burdened with sin."

The sound of footsteps, making no attempt to conceal their purpose, interrupted Vlame's thoughts.

As Agusid slowly approached, illuminated by the firelight, she cleared her dazed gaze.

Finally, Vlame's gaze returned to the dim starry sky and the quiet face of the most powerful demon.

"What are you thinking about?"

Agushid, who had pulled his wife into his arms from behind, asked softly.

"thinking of you."

Vlame joked that he had recently gotten used to Agusid's closeness to him.

"Such corny love words."

"Have it?"

"some."

"That's a really bad thing to say."

The interactions between husband and wife are actually quite mundane, like this.

But for Agushid, this brief moment of warmth and beauty was something he had been searching for for a long time.

Therefore, he certainly wouldn't have any other emotions.
He simply shifted his gaze downwards, focusing on Vlamena's equally smiling face.

“Then, Mr. Agushid—”

"Since you personally find my approach too awkward, what should I do now to make it more romantic?"

Even more romantic...

Agushid raised his eyebrows helplessly and tilted his head under Vlame's gaze.

"right here?"

"Well, it's right here."

Vlame's voice was soft, yet it contained both teasing and seriousness.

"Right here in front of this campfire..."

"Right here under the moon—"

-

Five minutes later, as if somewhat surprised that their most powerful demon in the past would make such a choice,

Sitting in his chair, Vlame looked down at Agushid, who was kneeling before him.

She just dangled her smooth toes in front of him—

"Before you help me change my dance shoes, Agusid, will you kiss the back of my feet?"

"If you want, I won't refuse—"

With a face that seemed to say, "Men are just like this, they'll be happy if this is all they want," Vlame said, as if he understood men very well.

In response, Agushid, who had just helped Volame change into her left "Mirror Lotus" dance shoe, paused his movements.

Then he looked up and sighed slightly at his wife, who had somehow heard these unorthodox and heretical teachings.

"Volamei... I just haven't seen you in so long—"

"Don't think of me as a pervert..."

"Hmm... is this kind of behavior really that perverted?"

"But I read in a book that this helps to strengthen feelings..."

Faced with Vlame's sophistry, Agushid could only sigh in exasperation.

"So what kind of book would contain such indecent content?"

He complained about his wife's lack of professional skills, saying she only read random, trivial books.
While slowly and perfectly positioning the other dancing shoe—

The most powerful demon stretched out his hand and then left it hanging in mid-air.

"I still can't understand why you chose dancing as a way of life..."

"You know perfectly well that my dancing skills are terrible."

"If other people are watching, wouldn't a dance like this just get boos?"

"Would that really be romantic?"

When Agushid invited him to dance, Vlame first extended his hand, but the distress and confusion on his face did not disappear.

"Will do."

To Vlame's surprise, the most powerful demon gave an affirmative answer without hesitation.

There was no falsehood, nor was it any compromise. Without a doubt, this was Agushid's genuine thought.

He was serious, with a calm look in his eyes.

This only made Vlamé more and more puzzled.

She swung her legs, smiled, and asked in a low voice.

"why?"

"You're not the type to say one thing and mean another in this kind of situation..."

Why……

Because this is a view I will never forget—

I recall the scene atop the Dragon Head Peak of the Heavenly Vein, where Vurame danced alone in the sunset…

Recalling the first night back in the capital, Vlamé was in an awkward situation during the dance.

For no apparent reason, Agushid burst out laughing in front of his wife.

Then he gave his own answer.

“Because that’s really important, Vlamé.”

"because……"

"That was a dream I could never fade from."

A dream that can never fade...

—That's a really hard-to-understand yet easy-to-understand answer...

Agusid,

What you're doing is making me feel a little uncomfortable.

Although his mind wandered for a moment, Vlamé ultimately just smiled.

"That's it..."

"Then let me make this clear in advance: you're not allowed to criticize me if I don't dance well—"

"Otherwise I'll cry for three days and three nights, Agushid."

"Slowly place your right hand into Agushid's palm," Vlame said.

Agushid simply lowered his eyes and said with equal helplessness.

"Don't say that, Vlame..."

"Your unwavering faith in me is putting pressure on me."

"I haven't danced with anyone else in a thousand years."

The most powerful demon, who had never attended any grand banquet since his wife's death, reluctantly stood up with her.

One retreat, one advance.

The cycle repeats itself—

The two figures finally stopped beside the flower field illuminated by the campfire.

Do you need background music?

Aguishid asked.

"Please do this, otherwise I don't know how chaotic my steps will become."

Vlame said with great self-awareness.

With a snap of the fingers, the magic to "make the flowers play music" was released.

Right before that flower field where the music echoed—

Two partners with absolutely terrible dancing skills ended up performing the worst dance of their lives together under the moonlight.

But at the same time, it was also the most unforgettable dance.

Their steps were slow and almost haphazard, swaying gently to the rhythm of the flowers and the night breeze.

The self-aware Vlamé was initially somewhat reserved.
But after discovering that Agushid was only slightly better than himself,

She quickly relaxed and let him move her slowly.

"Is this considered dancing?"

The guilty-hearted first human archmage couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Agushid chuckled softly but did not reply.

But their steps gradually became more synchronized.

Of course, this is mainly due to the guidance of Aghusid.

The most powerful demons seemed to have danced this way countless times before, their movements practiced with practiced ease.
Even Vlamé's perfect stomps were met with perfect accuracy.

The crackling of the campfire eased the awkwardness.

The gradually calming breathing between the two became the most natural accompaniment.
The gentle night breeze rustling through the treetops sounded like distant applause.

Agushid and Vlame slowly closed their eyes.

The almost simultaneous soft laughter between the two meant they didn't need to say anything more.

They breathed together to the music...

This tacit understanding and synchronization makes it never want to end.

Make people—

An unforgettable night...

(End of this chapter)