Fulilian: Dominate Aura at the beginning

Chapter 67 The Magic of Flying with Braids (Part 2)

In the castle on the back of the Celestial Dragon, Alghid, sitting alone in his study, leaned back against the bookshelf.

The 'Sage Evisch's Tome' covered his face, making it impossible to tell his current state.

—The third day of rest.

Agushid sat there all by himself for the entire morning.

Until the midday sun shone through the stained-glass window and shone on the cover of the magic book.

Agushid did not make any move.

He just stayed quietly by himself.

I won't listen to anything.

Do nothing.

I tried to calm my restless thoughts through absolute silence.

But, I can't do it.

Because even at this very moment—

The last words Vlame spoke that day still echoed in Agushid's ears.

“Agusid, it’s just because…”

"I love you."

"I love you"……

"like"……

Agushid pondered this word for two whole days and two nights.

Yet, he still couldn't come up with an answer to the question of "love" from his own thoughts.

He didn't know what Vlamé's last words meant.

But according to Agushid's judgment, Vlame was probably happy when he said that.

Because after she finished speaking, she leaned in and kissed herself.

Instead of crying for three days and three nights like I used to when I was sad.

but……

What made Vlamé happy?

Why did she look at me like that when she said that?

……

Agushid still couldn't understand.

—The identity of a demon is like an inescapable curse.

This will prevent him from ever experiencing the emotions that are readily accessible to humans.

"When will I finally be able to rediscover my emotions?"

Agushid's wish was unspeakable, and no one could give him a definite answer.

So he was just sitting alone.

A person slowly reflects as time goes by.

Until the door was gently pushed open, until a hand moved the grimoire away.

Until two days later—

That familiar light red appeared before his eyes.

"You're still spacing out, huh..."

As always, Vlame's gentle face wore that smile.

She looked down at Agushid, who was staring blankly with his eyes wide open, and bent down slightly.

Then she softly asked her husband, who had already emerged from his thoughts:

"What's wrong, Agusid? Are you still thinking about what I said the other day?"

"..."

As expected, Agushid remained silent for a while.

He lowered his brows and shifted his gaze slightly away from Vlame's face.

Then it landed on the few strands of hair that touched his left cheek.

“I’m sorry, Vlame…”

It had been brewing for a long time.

Agushid, whose face remained stiff and expressionless, slowly opened his mouth.

He then apologized to Vlamé for disrupting his train of thought:

"I've thought about it for a long time, but I still don't understand what you meant by your last words that day."

Even now, I still can't understand how you felt back then and the answer you wanted to give me.

Vlamé, who was counting her husband’s long eyelashes one by one, was not surprised at all by this answer.

"Isn't this a matter of course?"

She straightened up and sat back down on the desk in front of Agushid.

Vlame shook her head at Agushid, who raised his head as she moved.

Then, dangling her bare feet, she chuckled softly:
“This is not your fault, Agushid.”

"Because, in the end, those were just things I blurted out in a moment of impulsiveness..."

"Understanding 'love' is still a long way off for you."

Seeing Vlame's inexplicable happiness, Agushid propped up his shoulders, which were leaning against the bookshelf.

With a straightened back, he sat back down in the chair as usual. "Volamei, aren't you disappointed?"

Grabbing Vlame's mischievously outstretched foot, Agushid gently rubbed her ankle and asked.

"What's disappointing?"

Vlame propped his head up by placing his other leg on Agushid's other leg.

A smile of joy graced his face.

“Agushid, we’ve been traveling for ten years with little progress.”

"Now that we've made such a big breakthrough, shouldn't I be overjoyed?"

Unable to refute Vlame's words, Agushid could only look at her with confusion.

"Is that right?"

"Is such that."

Because the distance was not far to begin with, and both legs were placed on either side by Agushid.

So, quite naturally, after finishing speaking, Vlame slid down and sat on Agushid's lap.

And Agushid, of course, cooperated by putting his arm around Vlame's waist at the opportune moment.

To prevent her from falling due to some unexpected accident.

The two embraced without any separation, then looked at each other in bewilderment.

They fell silent at the same moment.

Agusid was because he didn't know what to say.

Vlamé felt incredibly safe and secure holding her husband like that.

So I couldn't help but rub my cheek against Agusid's.

"Don't act like a child, Vlame..."

Although Agushid did not refuse his wife's inexplicable intimacy.

But she still sighed softly and offered a reminder.

Because of Agushid's sigh, Vlame quickly stopped what he was doing.

She sat on Agushid's lap, looking at her husband with a smile.

"How many more days are you planning to stay here?"

Vlamé brought up another topic.

"The original plan was for five days, and today is the third day. If we don't count today, there are two days left."

Agushid answered calmly.

"It's been so long..."

Vlame whispered in her husband's ear.

"How long?"

In Agusid's mind, two days is also a blink of an eye for humans.

“It’s been a long time for me.”

This is what a wife who wants her husband to stay by her side at all times said.

"But I don't want to move right now."

Agushid held Vlame in his arms and said wearily.

"Hmm...I see..."

Vlame buried his head in Agushid's neck and whispered in reply:
"Then I'll stay here and keep you company."

Stay here...

To be honest, Agushid didn't mind Vlame staying by his side.

But if that's the case, then the white-haired elf below will be left unattended.

"If you stay here, what will happen to Frillie?"

"If she goes hungry, she'll cry for three days and three nights, won't she?"

Feeling his wife's gentle kiss, Agushid asked in a low voice.

"Frilian... just let her come up by herself..."

At first, Agushid did not fully understand what Vlamed meant.

He thought Vlamé was going down and would bring Frilian up with him.

But after not seeing his wife in his arms make any move for a long time...

A ridiculous conjecture came to Agushid's mind.

Do not……

impossible……

Although the Celestial Dragon has lowered its altitude, it is still at least 100 meters tall.

Frillie...

—Hula hula

A slight whooshing sound came from outside the window, breaking Agusid's thoughts.

And when he turned his gaze—

What came into view was a scene carried along by two white propellers.
They are flying slowly towards the castle from afar...

Fleury...

(End of this chapter)