Fulilian: Dominate Aura at the beginning

Chapter 80 Demons Can Live on Grass

"Why did you take this dangerous human as your disciple?"

Many years ago, on the back of the Celestial Dragon—

Shurahart, watching the boy doing his morning exercises in the distance, asked his old friend.

"Whim."

The most powerful demon answered with extreme calm.

"That's it?"

"That's all."

After a moment of thought, Shurahat turned his gaze to Agusid beside him.

“Agushid, this child will be the greatest enemy of the demon race in the future.”

"It's not my business."

"This child will do anything to take me down with him in the future."

"That's for the future."

"Agushid, for the sake of our friendship, may I ask you a favor?"

"explain."

"Could you please let me try to kill this extremely dangerous human being from the future?"

Agusid's answer was flat and left no room for doubt.

"No."

"At least not while he's still with me."

This answer was not unexpected, and I knew that if I asked any further, Agushid would get angry.

But Schulahart continued on the topic.

"But if I don't do this now, I'm afraid I'll never have another chance to nip him in the bud."

"To be honest, Agusid, I have little confidence in defeating him in the future."

Agushid's expression remained unchanged.

It was as if everything that Shurahart said was irrelevant to him.

That's your own business.

The world's most powerful magician raised his eyelids.

Sensing several familiar magical energies surrounding Shurahart, he glanced disdainfully at the fluctuating spatial magic around his old friend.

"If you disagree with my decision, you can try it too."

Knowing that the Demon King wouldn't concern himself with such matters, Agushid dismissed all of Shurahat's plans and intentions with disdain.

"If you dare."

-

This wasn't the only conversation between Shurahat and Agushid about the "Hero of the South".

If I had to name a few, they would be too numerous to count.

However, most of these events occurred after the Southern Hero left Agushid.

And the question Shurahart asked most often was—

[Agushid, do you regret your impulsive decision to take on a disciple?]

At least in the few times that Shurahat questioned him.

Agushid's demeanor in response to this problem was primarily one of exhaustion.

But he never gave Shurahart a clear answer.

"If I had known it would turn out this way, I shouldn't have taken humans as my disciples."

This was the sentence he said to Shurahart most often.

Of course, without a doubt—

Even Shurahart, who doesn't use 'future vision', could see that this was just him deceiving himself.

Even if I really regret taking someone as my apprentice...

Of Agushid's three disciples, it is probably only that demon disciple who truly made him regret and loathe him.

【Frilian】——

【Brave of the South】——

Agushid never regretted taking these two foolish disciples as his students.

Although he showed absolutely no respect for the choices they themselves had made.

-

Agusid's memory abruptly ended with the crisp sound of the Southern Hero setting down the plate.

"anything else?"

The master gently pushed the empty plate with his fingers, watching his disciple as he asked, "No need. You'll get fat if you eat any more."

The Southern Warrior slowly wiped the corner of his mouth, finally regaining his composure.

"Maintaining a perfect appearance is an essential lesson for the strongest hero."

External image...

This answer made Agushid unconsciously glance at his disciple's hairline, which he was trying so hard to conceal.

"You've already started losing your hair, and you still care about this kind of thing..."

"For a middle-aged person with severe hair loss, maintaining my weight is my last act of defiance."

The Hero of the South sighed, albeit somewhat exaggeratedly.

"I have magic here that can make people lose weight."

"Oh, I see... I wish you had told me sooner..."

The foolish disciple's voice carried a feigned annoyance.

"That way, I won't have to worry about my weight on my journey to defeat the Demon King."

"It's your own fault for not asking before."

Another argument between master and apprentice slowly faded away amidst the endless chatter.

The Hero of the South always likes to start conversations over trivial matters.

Complaining is fine too.

Whether it's a sigh or not—

In any case, as long as Agushid takes the lead in the conversation, he will try to prolong the conversation as much as possible.

He's been like this since he was a child.

Agushid knew this perfectly well, but he never said much about it.

"An action that has no meaning other than wasting one's own time"

That's what he said, but nobody really knows what he was thinking.

"Speaking of which... teacher, a question suddenly came to mind."

The Southern Hero, who had already cleared the table, seemed to suddenly remember something.

As he walked toward the kitchen, he turned back and asked Agusid with a curious tone.

"Teacher, I remember that even demons need to eat, right?"

nonsense……

Without even looking up, Agusid gently flipped through the magic book he had taken out of nowhere.

"Stupid question."

He calmly answered his disciple's nonsensical question.

"Just as people can starve to death, demons will also die if they don't eat."

The hero of the South leaned against the door frame, arms crossed over his chest.

"So here's the question, teacher."

He glanced back at the kitchen and the tableware, roughly assessing their condition before asking further questions.

"Based on how the kitchen is used, you've always eaten alone before I came, haven't you?"

Along with the rustling sound of pages turning, came Agusid's calm question.

"if not?"

"What about 'Aura the Guillotine'?"

The Hero of the South tilted his head.

He could hardly imagine the kind of abuse that useless demon had suffered under the teacher's hands.

"May I ask her how she's managed to survive this long without eating?"

Agusid raised his head and laid the magic book open on his lap.

"Although I won't cook an extra meal for her, that doesn't mean she can't find food for herself."

“I didn’t completely restrict her activities.”

"My only requirements for her are that she not appear in front of me and not move around in the castle."

"There are still wild fruits and vegetables on such a large part of the Heavenly Vein Dragon's body."

"Even if she can't find these, she can gnaw on tree bark and eat leaves."

Agusid tapped his index finger lightly on the book, his manner as casual as if he were discussing a pet.

"Anyway, demons can survive by eating grass."

For a fleeting moment, faced with the way teachers tormented their fellow human beings—

The Southern Hero, who claimed to have "merely caused the death of a demon," expressed his inferiority.

(End of this chapter)