Fulilian: Dominate Aura at the beginning

Chapter 79 The Past of the Southern Hero.

"Honestly...you're always so two-faced..."

"Why can't we just be more honest?"

They watched as Agushid walked towards the castle.

The Southern Hero sighed softly as he watched his figure slowly disappear from his sight.

He looked up and squinted at the sun, which had fully risen on the horizon.

Teacher...

The speed of the Celestial Dragon was slowed down.

Is it really just because you want to see Frillie?

Or……

"You just don't want me to go to the northern plateau to face my destiny so soon, do you?"

The Southern Warrior chuckled softly, helpless at his master's arrogance.

"However... regardless of whether that's what you think or not..."

"To stay by your side during the last moments of your life—"

"That's not bad."

With a low murmur, humanity's strongest warrior began to silently count down the days until his death.

He knew his master would be saddened by his death.

He knew that if he could, Agushid would never want to witness his death.

but--

This will not change his decision.

Because he is the strongest human, because he is the Hero of the South.

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How does a dying person spend their day?

The Warrior of the South will give you the answer based on his own experience.

First, he ate and drank without restraint, despite the way Agushid looked at him as a "starving ghost".

After casually praising the chef's consistently superb culinary skills—

Without any restraint, he picked up the plate and asked for ten more servings.

An extremely rude request.

But he knew that Agushid would not refuse.

He just points and criticizes with sarcastic language.

He then served the appropriate food in accordance with his foolish disciple's wishes.

—Quietly seated at the head of the table.

With one hand supporting his head, Agushid's face always maintained that unchanging calm.

He tilted his head, silently observing the middle-aged man before him who was clearly already mature—

A foolish disciple who pays no attention to his image except for trying to look cool.

My thoughts drifted uncontrollably to a snowy night many years ago.

At that time, in the path trading city of Balum—

Just before returning to the Celestial Dragon, he saw the boy lying in the snow beside the path he was sure to take.

—The trembling was too deliberate.

—Inappropriately dressed in tattered clothes.

And that fake fainting, so convincingly faked, made Agushid instantly realize that the child's target was him.

As for why he was able to see these things...

This was largely thanks to the series of absurd things Vlamé took him to do during their travels.

"interesting"--

This was Agushid's first reaction.

Even setting aside the fact that he has always been using a disguise magic to reduce his presence.

He has always deliberately hidden himself and rarely interfered in external affairs—

Under no circumstances should she be recognized and targeted by a human child.

This rare episode piqued Agushid's interest.

So even though she knew the boy had ulterior motives.

But Agushid still took him, who was pretending to be unconscious, onto the Celestial Dragon.

After changing his clothes, I watched him eat ten bowls of rice in one go.

Agushid also sat at the head of the table, just like he does now.

Ask him in a very calm tone.

"You seem to know me?"

"Ah."

"So it seems you also know that I am a demon."

"Hmm." The unexpected candor did not stop Agusid from asking questions.

"This is really strange..."

"In this day and age, there are still humans who recognize me, and one of them is an innocent and ignorant child—"

"You should know that even among the demon race, only great demons who are over a thousand years old still know of my existence."

"But even among them, only Shurahat could find me."

"The others, let alone searching for me, even if I just walked right past them, they might not be able to see through my disguise."

Agushid lowered his head and looked at the extremely strange child.

"I won't ask you why you were able to see through my disguise magic..."

"Tell me, how did you find me?"

The child's answer was very simple, and perhaps a little too honest.

"I can see the future."

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"I see, is it the same type of magic as Shurahart's?"

Upon confirming the truth of the answer, a fleeting look of surprise crossed Agushid's eyes.

Although this possibility was included in his conjecture.

But unexpectedly, there really was a human who could use the exact same magic as Shurahart.

"Then why did you come to me?"

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, I am friends with the future vision holder of the demon race."

“I believe he is very interested in nipping you in the bud.”

"Or perhaps he's already hunting you down, and you're trying to get my protection?"

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"I have come to you hoping that you will accept me as your disciple."

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An unexpected answer.

At first, Agusid thought that the child with futuristic vision came to him hoping that he would help defeat the Demon King and end the thousand-year war between humans and demons.

He had already prepared to refuse.

but……

The option of "accepting him as a disciple" never appeared in his speculation.

"I stopped taking on apprentices a long time ago."

After only a brief pause, Agushid gave a cruel answer.

"Even if you have extremely high talent and 'magic that can see the future,' it's useless."

"Because I'm not interested in teaching apprentices right now."

"you can go now."

"Of course, if you really want to find your teacher and escape Shurahart's pursuit—"

"Then I can recommend another teacher to you."

The young hero of the South's eyes flickered, and then he slowly raised his head.

He spoke to Agushid in a tone far beyond his years:
"Are you referring to that great elven mage who has lived since the age of mythology?"

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"you know?"

“That’s true… Like me and His Majesty the Demon King, she’s not very sensitive to things like predicting the future.”

"Since you know she exists, why don't you go find her?"

“I can sense that you will become very strong in the future, and she has always been very interested in strong people.”

"If you go to her, I think you definitely won't be rejected."

The young child gave an answer that made Agushid raise an eyebrow.

"Because I want to defeat the Demon King, and becoming that person's disciple would make it absolutely impossible to do so."

"You mean, if you become my disciple, you can defeat the Demon King?"

"I don't know, but it's more likely than the former."

"Bigger...why?"

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"Because you are the strongest archmage in the world."

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A rare occurrence, outside of his dreams, was the corner of Agushid's mouth curving into a smile.

"You're qualified."

The world's most powerful mage said this to his disciple.

(End of this chapter)