Fulilian: Dominate Aura at the beginning

Chapter 7 Shulahat
In this world, there is a giant dragon that has lived in the sky since its birth, and its lifespan is close to eternal.

Tianmai Dragon.

It is the most gentle and non-combatant branch of the dragon clan, but its huge size is in stark contrast to its gentle temperament.

According to legend, the Tianmai Dragon, which has a lifespan of over ten thousand years, even has a body that is as tall as a mountain.

——At first, Agushide just regarded this rumor as a story.

It wasn't until he raised one three hundred years ago that he realized the legend was not an exaggeration.

Relying on the demon clan's unique flying magic, it flew thousands of meters into the night sky.

Agusid gently landed on the shoulder of the Tianmai Dragon, which was nearly half the size of the imperial capital.

Looked at it carefully for a while.

Agusid noticed that the Tianmai Dragon was looking at him and stretched out his hand, which was not even as big as the Tianmai Dragon's scales, and touched its neck.

"Have you grown up a little?"

Agushid knew that Tianmai Dragon could not understand the language of demons and humans.

But asking this question every day has become his habit.

As an immortal, he has an extremely vague concept of time.

Only by watching the rapid changes in Tianmai Dragon's body could he realize the passage of time.

From when the Tianmai Dragon was only a dozen meters in size until now...

It turns out that three hundred years have passed...

Without dwelling too much on the changes of time, Agushid walked towards the tall castle in the center of the Tianmai Dragon's back.

This castle was built by Volame when he was bored during his travels.

Ever since she knew that Agusid had raised a young Sky Dragon, she always asked Agusid to take her to fly to the Sky Dragon for research.

Over time, this castle for rest was slowly built up.

He walked into the castle's hall and casually hung his coat on the hanger.

Take out the "Emperor's Wine" and "Black Tea" from the wine cabinet and tea cabinet respectively.

I brought these and the tea set all the way to the guest room.

Agushid arranged the tea set neatly and then spoke across the table.

"Aren't you coming out yet?"

No one answered, no one appeared.

Agushide opened the Emperor's Wine, poured himself a glass, and said to himself:

"Are you avoiding Celie?"

"Don't worry. Even Celia's magical detection can't detect such a high distance on the Sky Pulse Dragon."

There was still no sound in response.

Aguxid took a sip of the bitter and spicy "Emperor's Wine" and continued:

"If you hadn't shown up to me eventually, you wouldn't have come to me at all."

"Your 'Future Vision' clearly knew the final outcome from the very beginning..."

"Why are you still wasting your time with me here?"

This time.

Finally, another voice responded to Agusid's words.

“Because showing up at this moment is the best future.”

As the voice fell, the Demon King's close minister, one of the most powerful demons in the world—

The figure of [Omniscient] Shulahat slowly emerged.

Then he calmly sat down opposite Aguishid.

"At this moment, Celie will be distracted by her conversation with the Great Magician Volame, so this is the best time for me to appear before you."

"You haven't even faced her head-on, so why do I feel like you're more afraid of her than I am?"

"After all, Celie is a great magician that even the Demon King fears, and she's one of the few beings whose future I find difficult to predict—"

Shulahat reached out and skillfully made himself a cup of black tea.

"You're really rude."

"As fellow tribesmen, do we need to be polite?"

"Fellow race... hehe... you and the Demon King are the only ones who have a sense of race among the demons—"

Shulahat did not refute.

Agushid was too lazy to continue the polite conversation:
"Why are you looking for me? Do you need me in the future you see?"

"If I say yes, will you come to help me?" "I will tell you to get out."

"So you're asking even though you already know the answer?"

Shulahat put down his teacup and folded his hands.

"I saw an interesting future happening here, so I came here."

"That's all."

Shulahat looked straight at Agusid in front of him:
"Or do you think I came here with conspiracy and trickery?"

"A conspiracy? Here? In front of me?"

He raised his head and gulped down the wine in his glass. Then, Agusid looked down at Shulahat condescendingly:

"That's not a funny joke, Shulahat."

"If you really have a conspiracy, will you come and confront me?"

"At this distance, I can kill you in an instant—"

Shulahat did not refute.

Because as Agushid said, his [Slashing Magic] is almost unstoppable at such a close distance.

Of course, except for Celie and the Demon King.

"Indeed, as you said, at this distance, I can't use any of my schemes or preparations."

"So, can you remove these 1,600 slashing attacks around me?"

Shulahat raised his hand and stretched it out in a random direction.

tear-

Tiny wounds appeared on the fingertips and healed in an instant.

"I am quite uncomfortable with this kind of conversation."

Aguishid did not move.

"Tell me what you are here for, and I will withdraw these slashes."

"Didn't I already say..."

boom--

The wine glass slammed heavily on the table, and Agusid interrupted Shulahat directly:
"The answer I want isn't some inexplicable riddle like 'an interesting future.'"

"I want concrete answers."

"You, Shulahart, why did you risk being discovered by Celie and come to the human capital to find me?"

Shulahat took a sip of black tea calmly, as if everything was going according to the script:
"Agushid, what kind of future do you think I would consider an 'interesting future'?"

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll throw you out of here."

Aguishid's words made Shulahat pause:
"After a hundred years, you can actually joke around."

Agushid: (ー_ー)
"..."

"You're so impatient..."

"You can tolerate everything about that human, but why can't you be more patient with your own kind?"

Agusid narrowed his eyes and hooked his index finger lightly.

A faint streak of blood appeared on Shulahat's face—

After listening to the riddle man fooling around for a long time, he was already quite impatient.

"Okay, okay...you really have no sense of humor at all."

"A future of coexistence—"

Shulahat said:

"To be precise, it's the possibility of a 'future of coexistence of humans and demons' in you and that human that brought me here."

Having said this, Agusid noticed that Shulahat suddenly stopped.

And his expression changed from smiling to becoming quite serious.

It was as if the person sitting opposite him was not himself, but someone else.

"The Brave of the South——"

From Shulahat's perspective, Agusid, who was sitting opposite him, slowly overlapped with another figure.

"Who gave you the illusion that I couldn't predict what you would do a thousand years from now?"

A flash of purple appeared in his eyes, a fleeting glint of some kind of confusing magic.

"I'm so sorry, but you can't know the content of this conversation..."

(End of this chapter)