Fulilian: Dominate Aura at the beginning

Chapter 51 Travel and Celestial Dragon Breeding Diary (Part 2)

The journey began the morning after Vlamé made his decision—

The Aguhid family acted quickly.

Because they hardly need to bring any luggage.

The continent on the back of the Celestial Dragon has everything they need.

The castle also stored enough clothing and supplies for their daily needs.

So they only did so after Agusid told the Celestial Dragon about "travel"—

The family boarded the "Sky Dragon" on time in the morning.

Thus began a two-month winter trip.

........................

The first morning of the trip —

The winter sun lazily shone on the broad back of the Heavenly Dragon.

At the castle gates, Frilian wrapped her coat tighter around herself and followed slowly behind Vlame.

She had just been dragged out of her warm bed by Vlamé and was still a little sleepy.

"Volame...why did you wake me up so early?"

"Even Agusid would allow me to sleep in late in the morning..."

Frillie yawned, her long, silvery-white hair swaying gently in the breeze.

"Stupid disciple..."

Vlame chuckled to himself, but continued walking forward without looking back.

"Just come with me. Since I called you out, I have a task for you."

Frillie pouted and reluctantly started walking, listening to Vlame's riddle.

Because the Celestial Dragon lowered its flight altitude, it rarely flew above the clouds.

So the garden outside the castle is currently covered with a thin layer of snow.

The petals, covered in snowflakes, shimmered with tiny sparkles in the sunlight.

After taking two steps in the snow, Frillie took a few steps.

Looking at Vlamé's unguarded back in front of her, she had a mischievous idea.

Magic Little Deng carefully bent down and gently made a snowball.

one two three--

Just as she was about to throw the snowball, Frillie seized the opportunity.

Then she saw Vlamé suddenly turn around.

boom--

A snowball the size of a sandbag hit her hard in the face, making her squat down on the snow.

"Don't laugh, Vlame—"

The white-haired elf glared at the teacher who was grinning mischievously and shouted loudly.

"Heh... idiot disciple..."

Vlame continued to laugh, innocently gazing up at the sky amidst Frilian's angry glare.

It was as if the snowball created by the "magic that ensures you never lose a snowball fight" hadn't actually flown from his own hand.

"Volamei, you'll lose me sooner or later if you keep doing this..."

Frillie patted the snowflakes off her clothes and spoke again with a lot of resentment.

But instead of comfort and apology, she was met with Volame's response.

Instead, it was another snowball five meters in size.

"Volame!"

Little Deng's anger is terrifying.

It was so terrifying that although it never managed to hit Vlamé, it still chased after him and attacked him all the way.

The two of them playfully bickered as they walked through the garden.

Before they knew it, they had reached the edge of the dense forest surrounding the castle.

The trees here are much taller than Frilian remembered.

The thick tree trunk was covered with a layer of snow that was neither too thick nor too thin.

Occasionally, Frillie could see a few squirrels jumping on the branches.

"Where are you taking me...?"

After being bombarded with snowballs by Vlame, Frillie finally decided to give up the pursuit.

She had already realized that Vlamé had deliberately led her to this place.

"Foolish disciple...aren't we already here?"

As Vlame's words fell—

In Frilian's magical perception, a familiar magical energy emanated from not far away.

That was Agusid's magic.

It's almost impossible to identify.

Because in Frilian's memory, only Agusid and Celia possessed such immense magical power.

"Agusid... what is he doing?"

Frillie looked in the direction of the magical fluctuations and asked Vlame in confusion.

"You'll find out when you come here."

Vlame took Frilian's hand and pulled her step by step toward the shoulder of the Celestial Dragon in front of them.

We passed through several towering trees and crossed two small rivers that had already frozen over.

Frilian vaguely saw Agusid's tall figure.

—And before him stood a colossal, mountain-like dragon head!

Agusid stood beside the enormous head of the Celestial Dragon. He held a dazzling ball of magical light between his hands.

In Frilian's vision, the light seemed to flow in his palm as if it were alive.

It expands and contracts at times.

The rising and falling of the waves emitted a magical energy that still made Frilian uneasy.

"So... Vlamed, what exactly is Agushid doing?"

Following Vlame's footsteps, they stopped, and Frillie turned her head and asked in a low voice.

"The Celestial Dragon needs additional magic power when flying at high speeds."

Vlame pinched her cheek, answering her questions.

"Agusid is feeding it with his magic."

To the Heavenly Pulse Dragon—

Feeding...?
Upon hearing this, Frillie opened her mouth in surprise, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

In fact, after living and studying on this sky island for so long, this was the first time she had ever learned that the Celestial Dragon needed to be artificially fed.

In her memory, this behemoth had always been a self-sufficient entity.

"Agusid, I've brought Frilian—"

Vlame reached out and waved gently to her husband, who was busy at work.

“Bring her over here.”

As Agushid spoke, he slowly pushed the ball of magic in his hand toward the slightly open maw of the Celestial Dragon.

The magic, enough to fill half of the dragon's mouth, slid in.

As it swallowed, the Celestial Dragon let out a deep, satisfied hum.

Frilian even felt the continent beneath her feet tremble slightly.

Vlame and Agushid, on the other hand, both seemed unsurprised.

After freeing herself from Vlame's grasp, Frilian curiously took a few steps closer.

hum-

The Celestial Dragon seemed to notice Frilian's gaze, and its enormous eyeballs shifted slightly.

Its azure pupils contracted and then rapidly dilated.

It was as if it was looking this strange yet familiar little elf up and down.

Frillie's fingers twisted together unnaturally, and she involuntarily took a half step back.

But soon, she mustered her courage and walked forward again.

Does it only consume magic?

Unable to contain her curiosity, she asked Vlame and Agushid.

"No, it can eat anything, even rocks and poisonous fruits as snacks."

Agushid pushed another ball of magic into the dragon's mouth, answering his disciple's curiosity.

"It's just that, relatively speaking, injecting magic is the simplest and most convenient way."

"What does it like to eat?"

"Green apples, blueberries, grapes... it likes most fruits."

"Of course, it would be even better if eaten with magic pills."

Hearing Agusid's reply, Frilian nodded thoughtfully.

She shifted her gaze back and forth between Vlame and Agushid.

Just a moment -

Detective Frillie Edogawa roughly guessed the "mission" that Vlame was referring to.

"You're not going to make me feed the Celestial Dragon, are you...?"

Frillie pointed at herself, her lips twitching slightly.

"so smart."

Vlame smiled gently, patted her little head, and praised her.

"Can you please stop exploiting me? Practicing magic every day is already exhausting enough..."

I am indeed somewhat interested in raising Celestial Meridians.

However, Frillie, who already had very little free time, still tried to refuse the task.

"If you come to raise the Celestial Dragon, those courses can be cancelled..."

Vlame's words echoed in Frillie's ears like heavenly music.

"Really?"

Frillie suddenly looked up, her face full of anticipation.

"real."

On the other side, Agushid nodded to Vlame.

"This is what I suggested to Vlamé."

"After all, feeding the Celestial Dragon can also improve your control over magic..."

"Of course, that's assuming you don't let the Heavenly Vein Dragon starve to death—"

"If it's hungry, it gets very angry, and even I have a hard time appeasing it."

Frillie immediately straightened her back and patted her chest confidently:
"In that case, leave it to me."

"Don't worry, I definitely won't let it go hungry!"

　Thank you to all the readers who have given me tips... I'm sorry, there have been so many people these past two days that I can't keep up with the count, and my head is spinning.

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(End of this chapter)