Fulilian: Dominate Aura at the beginning

Chapter 185 Volamere's Insomnia
On the fourth night after Agushid traveled back a thousand years, in a small house in the [Fl Basin]—

The Great Magician Vlame...

I've had insomnia for a long time.

"This is really a headache, since I had no sleep problems just a few days ago."

Vlamé was suddenly awakened in the middle of the night and could not fall back asleep, sighing helplessly in his heart.

She, who had been facing away from the most powerful demon, gently turned over in Agusid's arms.

The arm around her waist was never really an obstacle.

Even though he was taking a short rest before bed because he was following Vlame's advice, it didn't stop Agusid from instinctively making the movements that his wife was most comfortable with.

“Agushid, on the contrary, slept very well…”

Clinging tightly to Agushid's chest, Vlamem looked up at the chin of the most powerful demon, silently listening to his even breathing.

Hmm... I'm so envious.

Vlame gently rubbed the corner of her eye, keeping quiet throughout so as not to disturb the sleeping Agushid.

If there's anything she did that might have alerted Agusid, it was placing her head under the neck of the most powerful demon—

And Agusid's reaction to this was...

He hugged her tighter, resting his chin on Vlame's head, and that was all.

Seeing that Agushid did not open his eyes despite his subconscious closeness,

Vlame breathed a sigh of relief.

Unable to sleep, she then began to hypnotize herself.

First up are Celia, Frilian, and Agusid.

Um--

A Celie

Two Freyas

Three Agusids...

They went back and forth like this for a full half hour without stopping.

Even after counting to 11,002 Series, Vlame still couldn't fall asleep.

The first great mage of mankind fell into distress and contemplation.

"As far as I can remember, the only time I ever had insomnia before this was during the Nightmare Pot incident, right?"

"Even that time, I managed to fall asleep despite Agusid's anti-magic spell."

"Why am I having trouble sleeping this time, even though Agushid is right next to me?"

After agonizing for more than ten minutes, Vlamé finally found his answer.

This bout of insomnia wasn't really anything particularly unexpected—

She simply couldn't sleep because she had too many worries on her mind, which, combined with the troubles she had accumulated that afternoon, led to her insomnia.

So now that we've found the root cause of our insomnia, what should we do next?
Vlame gently raised his head and kissed Agushid's cheek in search of inspiration before lowering his head again.

Hmm... she was just using this to find inspiration, it's definitely not that she really wanted to kiss him.

"We still don't have a solution."

"After all, both my previous worries and this afternoon's troubles are related to things a thousand years from now, and I just didn't ask Agushid too much about things a thousand years from now."

"This is really a headache."

Just as Vlame was still silently puffing out his cheeks because of insomnia, Agushid, who had been completely still, slowly opened his eyes.

You have awakened the most powerful demon race—

He gazed at his wife, who was lost in thought and completely unaware that she had awakened.

Agushid did not choose to startle her suddenly.

He simply stared at Vlamé, watching her try to fall asleep in other ways without moving.

In fact, based on his perception, he should have been able to react the moment Vlame rolled over.

But he initially thought it was something Vlamé did in his sleep, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

But when Vlamé's movements became too exaggerated, he knew that his wife was probably suffering from insomnia.

...This is not a very rare occurrence.

Although Vlamé's insomnia didn't occur very often during his years of travel, it became quite frequent over the next 60 years.

Whether it was due to the pursuit of magical principles, the annoyance of fooling around with Frillie, or some other frustration with his own lack of romantic understanding—

These reasons, whether big or small, often lead to Volame's insomnia.

"This is so troublesome, I still can't fall asleep."

This time, Vlame couldn't help but murmur softly.

Then, in search of inspiration, she raised her head again and gently kissed Agusid's cheek.

But after Vlamé finished doing all this so smoothly, she noticed something out of the corner of her eye that made her turn over in an instant.

"Agusid is awake?"

"When?"

"..."

"This is really hard to face. How am I supposed to explain this situation?"

Before Vlamé could even come up with an explanation, Agushid's low chuckle had already arrived.

"Can't sleep?"

The most powerful demon did not choose to dwell on the awkward topic when faced with his shy wife.

Out of consideration for Volamei's current fragile emotional state.
In addition, he felt somewhat helpless about his wife's pretense of being asleep, as if he had just been sleepwalking.

Agushid calmly continued asking with a light laugh.

"Don't pretend to be asleep, Vlame, I've been watching you mutter to yourself for a long time..."

Well?
For a long time—

"Agushid!"

Vlame puffed out her cheeks and, after opening her eyes, loudly stopped the most powerful demon from saying anything further.

Even the first great mage of mankind did not want to accept too much teasing from his lover.

But since Agusid has already figured it out, there's really no need to keep pretending.

So Vlamé turned around after that—

She was greeted by Agushid's calm expression and helpless gaze.

"Can't sleep?"

Agushid asked again.

"Ah."

Vlame responded softly.

"Because of what?"

"If I had to say, it's because I'm carrying too much on my mind, about the future a thousand years from now."

"What exactly are we concerned about regarding the future a thousand years from now?"

“Seria, Frilian, the extent of magic's prevalence a thousand years from now, the current state of humanity a thousand years from now, and you, Agusid.”

Celia...

Fleury...

The extent of magic's prevalence a thousand years from now, and humanity's current state a thousand years from now—

And finally, myself.

This is indeed a rather difficult question to answer.

After all, if Vlame were to reveal the future a thousand years from now, wouldn't some imperceptible changes occur?
Agushid's thoughts lasted only a moment.

When I saw Volamey yawn slightly and rub his tired eyes...

The most powerful demon no longer hesitated or considered the potential negative consequences.

Vlame was tired and wanted to rest.

So as long as it can make her fall asleep, I'll do it.

"Since that's the case, how about I tell you about what will happen a thousand years from now?"

Under Vlame's slightly surprised gaze, Agushid responded softly.

(End of this chapter)