Fulilian: Dominate Aura at the beginning

Chapter 70 I'm Going to Die (Part 1)

Fifty-nine years before the Xin Dynasty, the first year of the brave warriors' journey.

As the wide cloak stirred up gusts of wind;

The hilt of the sword grazed the fallen leaves of the giant tree in the shadows.
The moment the tall, brave warrior stepped into this sea of ​​trees with unhurried steps.

In the cabin in the woods in the center of the 'Fre Basin'—

Sensing a familiar presence approaching, Agushid slowly opened his eyes.

He once again escaped the dream and returned to reality.

It took him half a second to process the feedback he received from the magic that covered the entire 'Fol Basin'.

After confirming the reaction of the visitor's magic, Agusid sighed heavily.

"Why are there always troublesome guys coming to our door lately..."

"Let's just leave aside the great demons like Guval, Livale, Todd, Aura, and Shurahat—"

Why do you have to disturb my sweet dreams?

Agushid muttered a complaint about the uninvited guest who had disturbed his dream.

But that was all they did was complain.

Throughout the entire ordeal, he, lying on the wooden bed, showed no hostility towards the visitor.

Despite naturally finding it extremely troublesome.

However, Agushid did not choose to drive them away or stop them, no matter what.

This is not just because the visitor is someone he knows.

More important factors...

Even Agushid himself probably thought—

If you don't have the mindset of "I must kill this person".

Therefore, conventional methods of driving away or blocking this uninvited guest are unlikely to be effective.

"Really..."

I remember the child who knelt before him many years ago...

Agushid reached out and rubbed his brow, which had been furrowed for some time.

"Stupid disciple..."

"I intervened two years ago to stop your farce with Shurahart—"

"But why, even now, do you still choose to walk down this path of no return?"

A foolish choice made by his most perfect, yet also most foolish, disciple in a thousand years.

The most powerful demon in modern times rested the back of his hand on the corner of his dazed eyes and murmured softly.

"Is it really that unacceptable to you to live a plain and uneventful life?"

"Humanity's current... Hero of the South—"

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"The reaction is as quick as ever..."

"And then there's the immense magical power that constantly covers the entire 'Fl Basin'—"

"Should I say that he truly lives up to his master's reputation?"

The strongest warrior of the South, humanity, sighed amidst the clatter of his sword hilt.

"But he's still the same as always..."

"Every day I'm lost in those illusory dreams and memories—"

"And they have never given up searching for the magic that can bring people back to life."

He took in all those scenes that only he could see.

Looking at those curtains, he saw his master, who still missed his beloved every moment.

The hero from the south shook his head with a sigh.

"The Great Magician Vlame..."

"Your feat will always be unbelievable to me."

I set off on the path leading to the cabin in the woods, muttering to myself.

He should have perished along with Shurahat and the other three [Seven Sages] two years ago. He walked slowly through the snow-covered northern plateau.

His handsome face wore a complex expression that was hard to understand.

Regarding the two years of his life that his master forcibly saved—

No one knows what the Southern Hero felt about this.

He possesses the magic to see the future—

From beginning to end, they followed the most perfect path to the future. This included finding Argusid, who was benevolent towards humanity and one of the strongest men in the world, and becoming his disciple.

Or perhaps it is through this innate omniscience that one gradually embarks on the path to becoming the strongest human.

The Southern Warrior has always calmly chosen the optimal solution to the situation.

And then, step by step, they will move towards the brightest and most beautiful future.

Even though she foresaw a future where she couldn't defeat the Demon King.

Even if one could foresee a future in which one is destined to die.

He did not hesitate or back down, but chose to accept it calmly as always.

no doubt--

The Omniscient Shurahart also made the same choice as him.

Yes.

Same magic, same choice...

Everything should have gone as they had envisioned.

Right now--

The Southern Hero who defeated the Demon King's front-line troops two years ago and penetrated deep into the northern plateau.

He will face eight opponents alone, along with three of the Seven Sages and Shurahat, and die together in the afterlife.

But what none of them expected was...

For nearly a thousand years, Argusid has remained aloof from worldly affairs, searching alone for the magic of resurrection.

Thousands of miles apart, they unequivocally denied the future they had chosen.

They did not show up, nor did they appear on their own initiative.

He never even personally visited the battlefield where the Southern Warriors and the eight Great Demons gathered.

With just a single 'space slash' that appeared without warning in the center of the northern highland battlefield—

This completely ended what he considered a farce involving Shurahat and the Southern Hero.

To this day—

He recalled the scene where he was instantly teleported away by the 'Space Slash' that came flying through the air just as he was about to make a move.

The Southern Hero still secretly marvels at the domineering nature of his eccentric teacher.

"There's no such thing as a free lunch..."

"Even though they want to die, they are always stopped at the most crucial moment—"

"That 'omniscient one' must be even more frustrated than I am."

I walked past the bronze statue of my teacher's wife, whom I had never met, and onto the road lined with stone tablets.

The Hero of the South couldn't help but chuckle at Agusid's undeniable protection.

"But……"

"Teacher..."

The Southern Hero's gaze was fixed on the small house not far away, and his steps became more firm and composed.

How can there be a beautiful and peaceful future that can be achieved without sacrifice?

"They have embarked on their journey to vanquish the Demon King—"

"What reason do I have to remain stagnant under your protection?"

Standing before the isolation zone of the [Isolation Barrier], the Southern Hero murmured softly.

He was only a step away from the cabin in the woods, yet he recklessly broke through the barrier in front of him.

Instead, they consciously stayed where they were.

—Even though his strength is now far superior to that of his master's wife who set up the barrier.

Furthermore, it possesses a way to easily break through the barrier of the [Isolation Barrier].

But the Hero of the South did nothing; he simply stood quietly in place.

Just like when he was a child, he quietly waited for his master, who loved to sleep in, to call him.

"That idiot standing there outside..."

"Get in."

The crack in the [Isolation Barrier] was accompanied by a flat tone that conveyed a sense of disappointment and frustration.

This represents the most powerful demon race in modern times—

He knew without a doubt the purpose of his foolish disciple's visit.

(End of this chapter)