Fulilian: Dominate Aura at the beginning

Chapter 45 The Potion That Only Dissolves Clothes (Part 2)
As evening approached, after finishing a day of teaching and taking Frillie home—

Agushid returned to the castle on the Celestial Dragon's body.

Because he had made significant progress in deciphering today, he planned to finish organizing his notes in the study before going downstairs to cook.

The sunlight had turned orange-red, casting long shadows on the study floor through the stained glass windows.

Agushid carefully recorded today's discovery on special parchment.

As the fingertips danced, the quill pen made a soft rustling sound on the paper.

But just as he finished organizing his notes, he was stopped by Vlamé, who had returned earlier.

"Aguxid——"

Vlame's voice carried an unusual elation, as if he were anticipating something.

With a soft laugh, she gently pushed open the wooden door to the study and stepped forward with light, quick steps.

The afterglow of the setting sun gilded her light red hair with a layer of gold.

She pressed herself against Agushid from behind and then covered her husband's eyes with her hands.

Why are you home so early today?

They were not frightened by Vlame's sudden attack from behind.

As Agushid spoke, he stretched out his hand.

He had intended to pull down Vlamena's mischievous hands—

But he felt Vlamé's lips slowly climb up to his earlobe.

"I came back early because I had planned this all along..."

Vlamé's warm breath brushed against his earlobe—

Her voice was low, tinged with a barely perceptible hint of smugness.

"I have a surprise for you, do you want to come and see it?"

Vlame's words made Agushid lower his hand, which was hovering in mid-air.

He did not refuse, choosing to indulge his wife's tantrums as always.

To be honest, he wasn't interested in the so-called surprise.

But since it was Vlamé's request, he wouldn't refuse.

"Close your eyes."

Vlame's hands remained over his eyes as he gave orders like a child.

Agushid sighed, but obediently closed his eyes.

then--

He felt Vlamé take his hand and guide him slowly out of the study.

Although his eyes were closed, he knew this castle, where he had lived for over a decade, all too well—

Turn right, fifteen steps, upstairs, turn left, they are heading towards Vlame's bedroom.

"No peeking."

Vlame whispered warily, this time even Agushid could hear her anticipation and excitement.

"So childish."

Despite saying that, Agushid never opened his eyes from beginning to end.

Another twenty steps forward—

Finally, they stopped in front of Vlamé's bedroom door.

Vlame released one hand to push the door open, while her other hand dutifully covered her husband's eyes.

Agushid heard a slight creaking sound from the door hinges.

Then his wife gently pushed him into the room.

"Stand here and don't move, and don't use your magical senses—"

Vlame released his grip and reminded him again.

After saying that, she quickly walked towards the wardrobe.

Heading towards that wonderful little gadget she had hidden away, meant to enhance the couple's relationship.

Vlame returned from the classroom early today specifically to carry out this plan.

Thinking about the helplessness that Agushid might face later—

She couldn't help but chuckle softly.

What exactly made you happy the whole way?

The low, questioning voice of Agushid behind him made Vlame regain his composure.

She coughed twice, feigning seriousness, and slowly placed her fingers on the wardrobe.

You'll find out soon enough—

With a smile, Vlame opened the wardrobe door.

However, when she reached out to touch the small purple bottle she had carefully hidden—

But to everyone's surprise, his fingers missed.

"Well?"

Vlamay exclaimed in surprise, frowned, and squatted down to search more carefully.

"What happened?"

Upon hearing her surprised exclamation, Agusid asked softly.

"No... wait for me, and remember, don't open your eyes."

Her husband's question made Vlame answer somewhat flustered.

Although she said she was fine—

But no matter what she did, she couldn't find her amazing tool—

No, it's nowhere to be found. I just bought this extremely rare potion from a traveling merchant from out of town yesterday at a high price…

And I specifically checked it before leaving home this morning, how could it suddenly disappear?

"Volame? What exactly do you want to show me?"
Agushid's helpless sigh came from behind him once again.

"Frilian is still waiting for us downstairs—"

"Wait a minute!"

Her husband's urging made Vlame frown even more.

She searched almost the entire wardrobe.

But the bottle containing the "potion that only dissolves clothes" disappeared without a trace, as if it had evaporated.

"It's been five minutes."

Agushid, who had been standing still for a long time, spoke up to remind him.

He roughly understood that something must have happened, and his voice carried a faint smile.

"Can I open my eyes now?"

Volamey bit her lower lip lightly, and after confirming that the medicine had dissipated—

She immediately identified the suspect.

—Frilian.

It could only be this foolish disciple, after all, her husband would never enter her room without a reason.

But now is not the time to investigate.

After a moment of disappointment, Vlame took a deep breath and decided to change his strategy.

She stood up and turned to her husband, who was still waiting with his eyes closed.

"You can open your eyes now."

Vlame spoke softly, his voice regaining its previous vigor.

With his wife's permission, Agushid slowly opened his eyes—

Then he saw Vladimir standing quietly in front of the wardrobe.

Aside from a slight look of annoyance on his face, he looked exactly the same as usual.

Agusid looked around—

There were no special changes in the room; the bed was neatly made and the curtains were half-drawn.

Even the stripes illuminated by the afterglow remained unchanged.

"So, the surprise you're talking about is..."

Agusid raised an eyebrow slightly, puzzled.

Vlamé did not answer, but instead walked towards him with cat-like steps.

Before Agushid could react, she suddenly reached out and pushed him hard.

Agushid, who had not resisted at all, lost his balance and fell onto the soft bed.

"I don't think this counts as a surprise at all—"

Although Agushid complained, his voice was quickly interrupted by his wife's actions.

Vlame straddled him, her fingers already unbuttoning the first button of his robe.

But that's the surprise—

"What, don't you like it?"

Agushid shook his head helplessly and put his arms around his wife's waist.

"you really……"

He was about to speak out to stop the farce when he was interrupted by Vlamé's kiss.

From a superior position, gentle yet utterly irresistible.

The sun had completely sunk below the horizon—

The room gradually darkened as the two figures moved.

Until the very end, neither of them showed any intention of getting up to light a lamp.

They lay side by side on the bed, Vlame's head resting on Agushid's neck.

She was breathing heavily, her slightly dazed fingers playing with a strand of her husband's black hair.

"Speaking of which, Agushid—"

Vlame suddenly spoke, his voice thoughtful.

Did anything special happen while I was away today?

She looked up, squinting at her expressionless husband.

"Apart from Frilian coming to your bedroom to sleep, everything else seems to be the same as usual."

Agushid answered casually.

After confirming once again that the murderer was indeed that foolish disciple, Vlame let out a soft "humph" amidst her husband's doubts.

But Agushid did not press the matter further.

He's always been like this.

Vlame shifted slightly to the side and lay back in her husband's arms.

The castle swayed slightly with a faint tremor—

That was the Heavenly Vein Dragon gently swaying its body.

It was as if it knew the feelings of its two owners at that moment—

So let's add a little something extra to this couple's heartwarming moment.

　This chapter makes up for yesterday's; there will be two more chapters later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)