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Chapter 183 That Ordinary Afternoon (Part 1)
The conversation between Agushid and Vlame was merely an interlude in their daily lives.

Although both of them were more or less troubled by this, it was something that was inevitable and unavoidable.

So this little incident didn't have a big impact; at most, it was just a minor issue compared to the kitchen being seriously damaged on our first anniversary.

If we absolutely must point out any impact it has...

That's why both Agushid and Vlame forgot to eat lunch.

Then, quite tacitly, the two sat together quietly for a full two hours.

Yes, two hours—

On the afternoon of the third day, after traveling back in time through the Goddess Monument...

Having just fought a decisive battle with the Demon King and had a brief conversation with his wife, the most powerful demon was now sitting quietly in front of the cabin in the woods—

He remained silent, simply gazing at the shaded area in front of him.

In contrast, Vlamé moved his desk out of the cottage and slowly wrote in his diary under the sunlight and shade of the trees.

Under Agushid's gaze, Vlame's red hair shimmered somewhat in the sunlight.
Her focused yet composed profile annoyed even the most powerful demon.

Although the couple is not currently having a cold war because of the previous topic,
But the thought that Vlame was so troubled by such a trivial matter gave Agushid a headache.

"If I had known that Vlamé would be unhappy about this, I wouldn't have fought with that old geezer..."

"Just capture him on the spot, and then find the method for the artificial goddess monument in his memory."

As Agushid thought this, his gaze involuntarily swept over the quill pen's swaying tip, and then he silently sighed for his wrong choice.

However, to a large extent, he really didn't expect that Vlamé would be so troubled by this.

Even if he regained his feelings, his way of thinking about many things is very different from that of ordinary people.

You can't expect a person who has lived for over 1,500 years to be as lively as they were when they were in their late teens after regaining their emotions.

However, Vlame is not ignoring him because of that.

The reason she unusually started writing a diary was quite simple—

Vlame simply wanted some peace and quiet to think things through and calm herself down.

This has been her habit all along.

In Agushid's memory, Vlame was the same, whether during his ten-year travels or his sixty years living in the capital.

It has never changed.

Therefore, there was no reason for Agushid to refuse, and he certainly wouldn't bother Vlame at this time.

For him, simply watching Vlamé quietly was enough.

The most powerful demons are always greedy at the right time, yet they are unusually easy to satisfy most of the time.

"But... what is Vlame writing right now?"

"Is it something that happened in the last few days, or is it just some simple thought, or is it related to the magic in the battle just now?"

……

Agushid couldn't answer this sudden question that had just popped up.

Because Vlamé carries this diary with him, the one she is currently writing in, he will read it more than a hundred times in the future.

But he couldn't recall Vlamé writing anything about the past few days, or even about her current troubles.

Is it because history will change with this time rewind, or is it simply that Vlamé will later delete a portion of his diary?
Agushid didn't know.

Perhaps only the creator goddess could give him a definitive answer. But it's clear that Agushid may never see her in this lifetime.

"This is really a headache..."

"Speaking of which, could the so-called artificial goddess monument lead me to that 'goddess'?"

The idea of ​​the most powerful demon race can actually be put in another way, which is—

Will the so-called artificial goddess monument mentioned by the Demon King really be able to successfully resurrect Volame in the future?

Despite the Demon King's extremely positive attitude during his conversation with Agusid yesterday.

However, this cannot be taken as a complete reason for Agushid's unconditional trust in this method.

"To be honest, Vlamé..."

"Although I don't think that old geezer would lie to me or joke about this—"

"But what if he himself was deceived, or kept in the dark?"

Looking at Vlamé, whose hair was being gently ruffled by the breeze under the light shade of the trees, and who seemed to sense something and silently glanced in his direction...

Agushid did not voice his thoughts and troubles at that moment, but simply murmured them quietly to himself.

He wasn't intentionally trying to hide this from Vlamé, but saying it now would only cause more trouble.

Rather than dragting Vlamé, who was already in a bad mood, into the same predicament, it was better to make the decision alone.

So the most powerful demon simply calmed his gaze and quietly watched his wife, who was still by his side at this moment.

After a brief moment of confusion and turning back, one of them fell into thought.

One of the reasons why Agushid was most wary of the so-called artificial monument to the goddess was...

—It's the method given by the Demon King, which he certainly hasn't personally tested.

Because if he really did use that method, then in a thousand years of pursuit and search,
Even if Agushid had the time to try each possibility one by one using exhaustive search, he wouldn't have been completely without any clues.

Therefore, even if he personally provided the methods and solutions, they would still be highly questionable until they were successful.

"We can't put all our hopes on one old, immortal person..."

"Even if it weren't for the original 'Sage Evish's Grimoire,' I still have to go see Celie."

Over a thousand years of experimentation, Agushid tried nearly ten thousand different methods.

Without exception, all failed.

Therefore, by now, he no longer places all his hopes on a single method.

Even if the Demon King's method ultimately fails—

Although Agushid might still be somewhat disappointed, he would probably just take it for granted.

"However, we definitely have to try..."

"No matter how harsh the old man's method is, it will only take me a few decades or a hundred years at most."

"I've waited a thousand years, and I've experienced countless disappointments."

"Even if we fail, it's okay, it'll only be a blink of an eye anyway."

In the afternoon sunlight gradually setting behind the western mountains of the Flü Basin—

Agushid watched Vlamé writing in his diary quietly under the shade of a tree, lost in thought.

(End of this chapter)