Fulilian: Dominate Aura at the beginning

Chapter 104 The Beginning of Agusid's Becoming a Cane-wielding Alien (34)

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

The seventh day of the search for Celia.

The first day of training the brave warriors, at 6:00 AM —

"Why is there really no time to even eat?!!!!"

Struck by the lightning of destruction once again, his whole body convulsed, but he did not stop chewing the bread in his mouth.

Simmel, who just wanted to rest during her meal, looked helplessly at the black text that appeared before her eyes.

[Please practice "The Complete Guide to Escalade Swordsmanship (Beginner)" one thousand times between 6:00 and 12:00, as per the contract.]

In exchange, I obtained "One of the Escalde Style Sword Techniques - Absolute Death".

Caught in a vicious cycle, suffering from a terrible headache, Simmel desperately wanted to avoid being electrocuted again...

Reluctantly, with a piece of cream bread still in his mouth, he picked up the wooden sword that had been prepared beforehand.

Then they walked to the dining table in the castle hall.

Under the watchful eyes of five people, including Agushid and the Hero of the South...

Simmel began practicing the newly acquired "Complete Explanation of Escalde Swordsmanship" according to the requirements of the "Equal Contract".

"Well……"

"Simmel has indeed gone mad."

This is the rant from the other three members of the hero's group.

But the three of them actually guessed that this must have been the work of Agusid.

Since Agushid hadn't spoken, the three of them wisely refrained from mentioning it.

—Whether it's Frilian, Heita, or Aize, none of them want to become like Simmel over there just by asking one more question.

He looked on with pity at Simmel, who was being electrocuted again for taking a bite of bread.

Haita and Aize silently gave Magic Little Deng a wink.

He gestured for her to inquire about their training content.

"I hope I don't end up like Simmel."

This is the thought that all three of them share at this moment.

Frilian shifted her position and slowly sat down to Agusid's left.

She clung to Agushid's arm, looking at her cold and heartless old father with pitiful eyes.

"Agusid..."

The white-haired elf swallowed hard, then pointed hesitantly and worriedly at Simmel over there.

"Wouldn't our training methods be the same as Simmel's?"

Unable to rest or eat...

You'll get an electric shock if you slack off even a little—

Ugh, absolutely not!

Feeling his youngest daughter gently rocking him, Agushid lowered his head slightly as he watched Simmel wield her sword.

He gently patted the top of Frillie's head, under the white-haired elf's pitiful gaze.

Agushid spoke slowly, completely dispelling her doubts.

“I only made one of the magical tools that he used to train, so you don’t need to worry.”

“I’ve created a different training plan for each of you individually…”

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It's not just empty talk to have different training programs developed for each member of the Brave Squad.

Although Agushid had never before considered how to train a four-person hero team consisting of a hero, a monk, a warrior, and a mage,
But clearly, such a trivial matter is not difficult at all for the most powerful demon race that has lived for thousands of years.

This is actually quite natural...

After all, what stood before the hero's team was—

The teacher of the Southern Hero

The world's strongest monk and a close friend of the master of the "Hero's Sword".

The initiator and first instructor of the "Warrior in the Shadows" project,

He served as a substitute lecturer for the first and second generation of court monks and was one of the original two deans of the Holy Staff Academy.

The husband of Volame, the most powerful human sorcerer—

With such an impeccable resume and an unimaginably long list of titles...

Agushid was arguably the most powerful educator in the world.

So, in just the time it takes to have an afternoon tea, he devised a plan for the four of them based on their individual circumstances.

Apart from Simmel's last-minute change, the other three's plans were perfectly normal.

such as……

"Is it enough for me to just read books in the library?"

Looking at the contents written on his own plan.

Frilian looked up at Agusid in disbelief.

woo woo woo...

As expected, Agushid still loves me!

I love my dad the most!!

He threw himself into Agusid's arms, rubbing against that warm hand with a soft hum.

Agusid didn't say much about the white-haired elf's gratitude and embrace.

Because he really didn't have much to say.

It wasn't because he favored Frilian that he sent her to his library to accumulate magic.

This is simply because what white elves lack most right now is magical versatility.

Combat experience —

Frilian fought against many powerful demons in the early stages of the Thousand-Year War between humans and demons.

Although she has a dark history of almost being killed by Mahat's glare, relatively speaking, she is certainly not lacking in combat experience.

Magic perception, manipulation, including suppression—after a thousand years of training, Frilian has honed these skills to their current limits.

Even in [flight magic], she has reached the level that Volameh once was.

Therefore, expanding the comprehensiveness of magic in Agusid's library is what she should be doing right now.

"Let me see, mine is..."

"Hmm... Go to the monastery on the northern cliff of the Heavenly Vein Dragon to study the commentaries on the [Holy Scripture] left there and the training notes of the first 'Holy Staff'?"

"There's a monastery here too?"

Haita was visibly momentarily stunned by his unexpected training assignment.

He found it hard to believe that Argusid, a mage and a demon, would build a monastery in his own home to worship the "goddess".

Furthermore, studying the commentaries on the Holy Scriptures and the notes on the first Holy Staff...

Compared to Simmel, who was being electrocuted—

Isn't this a bit too easy?

"Don't be happy too early."

Agushid, who saw through Haita's thoughts, shattered his self-righteous illusion.

"That monastery was originally built at the request of the former archbishop of the unified empire."

"Because its purpose was to pass down the interpretation, recording, and transmission of the 'holy texts' of that time..."

"Therefore, it contains information on almost all the monasteries in the empire at that time."

“I have compared the records inside with the current process of interpreting the Bible.”

"There are at least nine types of [Goddess Magic] that have not been recorded before."

"Plus, there were a few minor tests left there by the original 'Holy Staff'..."

"If you are not diligent and devout enough, you may not be able to take all the knowledge inside with you."

Nine previously unrecorded types of "Goddess Magic"?!

That single word was enough for Haita to overlook everything else.

Knowing the profound significance of this, he abandoned his relaxed state of mind.

Then he bowed his head very sincerely, expressing his gratitude to Agushid in excitement.

"I am deeply grateful, Mr. Agushid. I really don't know how to thank you enough..."

"I...I...I..."

Looking at Haita, who had become somewhat incoherent.

Agushid nodded slightly, stopping Haita from getting up to bow.

"I'll say it again, don't get too excited yet—"

"If after a month you still haven't gained that knowledge from it."

"So even if I give you another chance, you won't have the time."

The last one to open their training plan...

It's Aize.

His training plan was also the simplest of the three.

It's so simple, just nine words.

"A clone of the [God of War]..."

"Sparring?"

As a warrior, no one understood the meaning of "Bloody War God" better than Aize...

That was the strongest warrior in the truest sense!!

It is also a mountain that human warriors have been unable to cross for hundreds of years.

Up to now—

Of all the warriors who set out to fight Rivale, none had ever survived a single punch from him.

"Fighting a clone of Livale...?"

Even just having this thought made Aize's hands tremble uncontrollably.

At the same time, he was once again shocked by the power of Frillie's father.

"My [Projection Magic] can project a clone with up to 70% of Livale's power."

"For you soldiers, there's probably no better way to train, isn't there?"

Listening to Agusid's words, Aize nodded silently.

The trembling fingertips, though filled with fear, also contained...

A hint of excitement?
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"Um, Mr. Agushid, what about me?"

Clinging to his last hope and filled with regret, Simmel looked at Agushid one last time.

"I can't just keep repeating what I wrote down yesterday... Aaaaaaah!!!"

Simmel's questioning was abruptly interrupted by the Lightning of Annihilation halfway through.

But his voice successfully drew Agusid's attention to him.

Frilian, Haita, Aize, and even the Southern Hero who had been watching the fun from the sidelines...

At this moment, everyone is curious about Agushid's answer.

Surprisingly—

When faced with Simmel's question, Agusid actually shook his head with a light laugh.

Szymbors, who had already lost all hope...

In that instant, a flame called hope ignited in his eyes.

He suppressed the tingling sensation brought on by the devastating lightning and tentatively asked Agushid:

"no?"

"more than."

Simmel's vision went black, and she nearly lost consciousness.

(End of this chapter)