Fulilian: Dominate Aura at the beginning

Chapter 57 The So-Called 'Spatial Slash' (Part 1)
Day eleven of my winter trip, in a valley on the edge of the 'Fl Basin'—

After yet another routine teaching session.

Frillie didn't run home excitedly to find Vlamé as usual.

Instead, he unusually grabbed the hem of Agushid's coat.

He gestured for him to wait.

Agushid stopped in his tracks, his black coat fluttering in the cold wind.

He turned around and looked down at the hesitant Magic Little Deng.

Frillie was gripping his dark black clothes tightly, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

"Agushid, may I ask you a few questions?"

I suddenly became interested in [spatial displacement magic]—

But after studying the fur all day without figuring it out, Frillie asked in a low voice.

His attitude was unusually sincere and upright.

"That's interesting. This is the first time I've seen you ask a question in class."

Agushid looked down at the student who was usually absent-minded.

Then he stroked her white fur and added:

"Um... what do you want to ask?"

"Magic related to the demon race."

Frilian raised her head and met Agusid's palm.

"I understand, go ahead and ask."

Agushid nodded slightly, signaling her to continue.

"In the demon race's magic system—"

Frilian took a deep breath, and white mist drifted across the snow.

"Let's set aside the acquired creations like [murder magic] and [flight magic] for now."

She paused for a moment, her emerald eyes looking at Agushid with a thirst for knowledge.

"How did you learn magic like [Spatial Displacement Magic], which is innate and incomprehensible?"

"You know, even Vlamé was completely baffled by this, let alone me—"

Frillie's voice was full of incomprehension.

After all, that's what she heard from Celia.

In terms of magical theory, Vlamed was no less capable than Agushid.

But why is it that Agusid can easily learn things that even Vlamem cannot understand?
Agusid didn't even hesitate when asked about Frilian's question.

Would you like to learn from my experience?

Agushid first asked a question in return, then slowly shook his head and frankly said:
"While I don't mean to discourage you, Frilian, based on my experience, this won't work."

"why?"

Frillie stretched out her boots, which were stuck in the snow, and asked persistently.

"Because you don't know [Slashing Magic]."

Agushid glanced calmly at Frilian and stated the most direct reason.

"..."

It sounds like that damn [Slashing Magic] again—

The white-haired elf's expression froze.

Her lips twitched slightly, then she murmured incredulously in a low voice:

"Agushid, don't tell me there are even more incredible ways to use [Slash Magic]."

Agushid reached out and caught a falling snowflake.

Before Frilian's eyes, he silently split the snowflake in two in his palm.

"While there are indeed some uses of [Slash Magic] that you haven't seen before, it's not because of this."

Agusid continued:

"I ask you, Frilian, why can't you ever learn most of the demonic magic?"

"Because it is incomprehensible and unimaginable."

Frillie answered without thinking, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her dress.

"So the reason I was able to learn those magics is exactly the opposite of yours."

Agushid raised his hand, and an invisible slash swept across the snow-covered rocks in the distance.

The rock split silently in two, the cut surface as smooth as a mirror.

"Because [Slashing Magic] can sever all things—"

"So, in severing those spells, I was naturally able to understand them."

Upon hearing this incredible answer, Frillie sighed in disappointment.

"This is getting more and more outrageous. Your [Slashing Magic] is completely illogical."

"But this is the magic and talent I was born with."

Agushid's answer remained calm, as if he had heard similar sentiments countless times.

"Then, Agusid, is it possible for me to learn your [Slashing Magic]?"

After a brief moment of disappointment, Frillie asked a question that even she herself thought was impossible.

"Have."

Agushid replied briefly, "So there really isn't one..."

Frillie wore an expression of utter surprise, but just as she lowered her head—

But she suddenly realized that Agusid's answer just now was strange.

"Um?!"

Frilian suddenly looked up at Agushid in front of her.

"Agusid, I think I just heard you say 'yes'?"

"Correct."

"I hope you're not just trying to comfort me, or joking with me."

Agushid looked very serious.

He calmly repeated the famous line he had always used to put pressure on Frillie—

"Frilian, you must understand that in the world of magic, there are no absolutes."

"There are no absolutes... so how exactly should I learn?"

"It's very simple, based on my estimate..."

Agushid raised his head and looked at the increasingly gloomy sky, as if he were calculating something.

"Hmm, if you just need to withstand my attacks continuously for a thousand years, you should be able to barely get the basics down."

A thousand years……

Uninterrupted slashing?

Is it really possible for anyone to survive under such circumstances?
Hearing Agusid's outrageous request, Frilian didn't hold back in criticizing it:

“I feel that if I do this, I will be buried much sooner than I start my career.”

"There are also simpler ways."

This time, Frilian had more doubts about the "simplicity" that Agushid spoke of.

"I hope it's not some kind of learning method that's going to kill me again..."

Frillie cautiously took a half-step back.

"This method is not about you enduring the slashes, but about you observing the slashes."

Agushid explained to Frilian.

He lightly traced his finger through the air, leaving a fleeting silver trail.

"To be more precise, it's about observing the 'Spatial Slash'."

"What do you mean?"

"If you can intuitively capture the entire trajectory of the 'Space Slash' at close range, then you've mastered it."

As Agusid spoke, a slash that made Frilian tremble was gathering at his fingertips.

"Let me ask you this: if you rely solely on intuition to capture it—how many close-up observations of the 'Spatial Slash' would you need to do?"

"More than 100,000 times."

One hundred thousand times...

Well, the number of strikes that Agushid would normally use to flatten a mountain is more than that.

"It doesn't sound like that much."

“Under normal circumstances, I can only guarantee that I can execute the first three ‘Spatial Slashes’ with 100% success rate within a day.”

Given that Frilian doesn't have a very clear understanding of "Space Slash".

Agushid stated frankly.

"This is the first time I've heard that you can't unleash 'Spatial Slash' at will?"

"Of course... You should know that 'Space Slash' is my most lethal move."

"Therefore, continuous use places extremely high demands on my physical condition."

Agushid moved his wrists, and his joints made a slight cracking sound.

"What's the most shots you've ever fired in one go?"

Frillie pressed for more information.

"My records? Let me think..."

Agusid closed his eyes to recall, and after confirming the numbers, he gave Frillie a response.

"Ten times."

He opened his eyes, as if recalling some unpleasant memory.

Even his brows showed a rare hint of fatigue.

"Just luck."

Frilian heard Agusid speak so humbly.

　Another day of staying up until midnight, then sleeping soundly until dawn before going to work.

　　…………

　　To be honest, I'm really grateful to everyone.

　　Despite my irregular update schedule and occasional delays, you guys are still willing to give me monthly tickets and leave comments to encourage me.

　　I'm speechless, I'm truly moved...

　　Well... I lost the little trumpet PK, so I'm asking you to follow up on the Sanjiang novels in the next few days.

　　After finishing the Sanjiang competition, it should be ready to be published. At that time, I'll quit this lousy job and stay home full-time.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)