Fulilian: Dominate Aura at the beginning

Chapter 5 Celia

"……it hurts……"

"It's really rude to say something like that while dancing with a girl."

"But this is the seventeenth time you've stepped on my foot, and we're only halfway through this court dance."

"Really... just memorizing these moves took up all my energy...

So could you please stop talking about those insignificant little details?"

"Your dancing skills are terrible. Is this why you don't want to stay at the palace party, Volame?"

"No Road Race..."

"I regret giving you these shoes now. You are totally unfit for dancing."

The quiet moonlight shines on the dancing couple who are teasing each other.

After another smooth spin, Volame's white skirt fell on Agusid's feet again.

"The eighteenth time..."

He quietly reported the number of times he was stepped on, but seeing that Volame had no intention of stopping—

Agushide fell silent and continued to dance amidst one accident after another.

………………

"I really can't understand..."

In the distant clock tower, Fulilian lay on the railing and watched the two people dancing under the moon.

"Only ten years have passed, why has Volame changed so much?"

Fulilian slapped her face, an expression of mental overload on her face.

“The human mind is truly incomprehensible.”

"And... there are actually some special cases among the demons that even Volame can't hate..."

Fulilian sighed, becoming increasingly confused about her understanding of humans and even demons.

There is no doubt that she instinctively hates Agusid, a great demon.

Because the village and relatives who raised her were killed by the demons.

Obviously, Volame is the same as her.

Even to this day, Volame still hates the demons to the core...

"Is this demon really as special as Volame says?"

"The Great Demon Clan, which has lived for five hundred years, has never killed anyone from another race—"

"incredible."

Fulilian muttered softly. Even though it was Volame who said it herself, she still had some doubts.

"Nothing incredible..."

Behind Fulilian, a petite yet oppressive figure slowly approached.

"The demons born from the mythological era are more or less abnormal."

The visitor spoke as if he knew a lot about the mythological era.

"It's Celia—"

Fulilian turned her head at the sound and looked a little surprised when she saw who it was.

It wasn't just because he couldn't sense Celie's magic fluctuations at all.

The more important reason was that she had never seen Celia come to a human city on her own initiative.

"Do you know that demon?"

Fulilian did not dare to ask why Celie appeared here.

Because she felt that even if she asked, Celie would not answer her.

So she chose to ask Celie questions that might answer her.

"I am a great magician who has survived from the Age of Mythology, Flillian..."

"Apart from the sacred texts left by the Goddess of Creation, there is nothing in this world that I don't know about."

Celia instantly appeared on the guardrail beside Fulilian, looking down at Fulilian's curious eyes.

He answered this only disciple Volame had ever brought before him:
"Agushid, he is a great demon born at the end of the mythological era—

Although he belongs to the Demon King's army, he refuses to obey the Demon King's orders."

“It is said that it is because he is born with human emotions that other demons do not have.

Unwilling to follow the Demon King's orders to kill other races."

"One hundred and fifty years ago, I personally went to him because I was curious whether this was true..."

Celia paused, as if recalling her meeting with Agusid.

"So what was the result? Did he really have human emotions?"

Celia's appropriate pause aroused Fulilian's curious question.

"result……"

Celie laughed.

She stood on the stone guardrail, watching her disciples dancing with the demons from afar.

"When I found him, he had forgotten any emotions he had ever had."

"I've come all this way for nothing."

This answer was beyond Fulilian's expectations. She looked at Agusid who was stepped on by Volame again.

He looked at Celie who was squinting her eyes and exuding a dangerous aura.

"You didn't kill him?"

"Do you think I'm someone who would kill people if I'm unhappy?"

Hearing Celia's question, Fulilian nodded honestly.

This made Celie, who had always thought she was useless, look at her twice more.

“Well, I am indeed that kind of person.

But at that time, I didn’t kill him out of anger.”

Fulilian blinked, finding it even more incredible.

"why?"

Celia lightly tapped Fulilian's head with her fingers as she stretched her head forward.

"Because I thought his desire to rediscover his emotions was interesting, I just let him go."

"But now it seems that my unintentional action back then caused a great disaster..." During the ten years I spent studying the magic of the Age of Gods, my disciple was quietly taken away from me...

Celia looked at Agusid who had his hands on Volame's waist.

She had no doubt that if she had the chance to do it again, she would definitely grind Agusid to dust.

"Did it cause a disaster?"

Fulilian thought for a moment and pointed in the direction of Volame and Agusid.

"Are you saying that he stayed with Volame in order to harm Volame?"

thump—

Her fist knocked lightly on Fulilian's head, and Celie shook her head in disappointment.

"Fortunately, it wasn't—"

Fulilian, who was in pain, covered her head and was about to protest to Lao Deng in front of her.

But she suddenly felt that there was something wrong with what Celia had just said.

Fulilian was stunned and recalled what Celia had just said.

After confirming that she had not heard wrongly, she belatedly realized that her mouth opened slightly in surprise.

Celia said... very lucky?

In other words, she believed that if that demon really had bad intentions towards Volame—

So even she couldn't save Volame?
This... isn't it a bit too exaggerated?

"Don't you understand why I say he's lucky he didn't have any bad thoughts about Volame?"

Celia supported her face with one hand, looked at the two people who were dancing to the finale on the stage, and explained to Fulilian without turning her head.

"If we only talk about the total amount of magic power and the level of magic theory, this great demon is not much stronger than Volame."

"But if we just fight...Folamei will never be able to defeat the magic he possesses."

That great demon... surpasses the master in strength?

Even though it was confirmed by Celia herself, Fulilian still found it hard to believe.

Seeing the fluctuations in Fulilian's eyes, Celie chuckled softly.

"Don't believe it? It seems you haven't seen Agusid's magic yet.

Or maybe you've already seen it but didn't notice anything wrong—"

Celia's laughter made Fulilian even more confused.

"What is his magic..."

The young elf was about to ask a question when he suddenly recalled a scene from a few hours ago.

——At that time,
The moment he subconsciously cast the [Thunder of Destruction Release Magic] and it was about to hit Agusid—

Cut off by something that appeared without warning...

Even a small piece of his hair was cut off.

Because at that time, Freellian could not feel the magic power contained in that attack at all.

So she didn't think of that trick as magic.

But now, after Celia's reminder, Fulilian probably understood.

That is probably a kind of magic that cannot be recognized as [magic] in the perception of the magician.

Thinking back to that time, the feeling when Agusid's magic touched my hair...

"Slash?"

Fulilian asked Celie uncertainly.

Seeing that Fulilian could figure out the answer so quickly, Celie put down her hand that was about to be raised.

"You guessed it right, his magic is slashing."

"To be more precise, it's [magic that cuts off everything]."

"Cut off... everything?"

Fulilian repeated the important words in Celia's words uncertainly.

Hearing the uncertainty in Fulilian's tone, Celie gave an affirmative answer.

"The saying severing everything is not an exaggeration. At least from what I've seen, that slash can even sever space."

"And—his slashing attack cannot be defended against."

Celia's words shocked Fulilian beyond words.

"Undefended?"

Does this kind of magic that violates the principles of magic really exist?

Celia nodded, indicating that she was not trying to scare Fulilian:
"Since you've seen him use magic, you should know by now—"

"The magician couldn't sense any magic from his slash."

"When [magic] cannot be recognized as magic, there is naturally no such thing as defense."

Celia said to Fulilian in a serious tone:
"As of now, Agusid's magic is the most lethal attack magic I have ever seen—"

"In terms of killing efficiency, only the [Corrupted Sage] Guval's [Murderous Magic] can rival it."

Fulilian suppressed the shock brought by [Slashing Magic].

Bringing the problem back to the starting point:
"Since he didn't intend to harm Volame, what do you mean by 'causing a disaster', Celie?"

"Ha ha……"

It wasn't the first time that Fulilian had seen Celia laugh.

But it was the first time she saw Celia, who had lived for a thousand years, laugh out loud.

"Flillian, do you know why I came here?"

Although the aura of Celia was becoming increasingly ominous, Fulilian couldn't help but ask out of curiosity:

"why?"

Then she saw Celie take out a piece of parchment which was probably a letter.

"It was Volame who invited me in this letter."

Seliya read aloud the last line of the letter, the invitation written by Volame himself, word by word:

"she says--"

"Let me come to her wedding."

(End of this chapter)