Fulilian: Dominate Aura at the beginning

Chapter 82 A Gaze from the Future (Part 1)
Two hundred years ago—

At the northernmost tip of the continent stands the Demon King's Castle in the Ende region.

Aura the Guillotine was personally appointed by His Majesty the Demon King as one of the new Seven Sages of Collapse.

In a grand hall somewhere in the Demon King's Castle, her path was blocked by a tall, slender figure far taller than her.

Upon seeing this person, and the other [Seven Sages] accompanying him, the miraculous Glaosam—

With his heart racing and his breathing becoming rapid, Aura had to stop.

Despite being terrified of the guy in front of him.

But for the sake of his reputation as the new [Seven Collapsed Sages]—

Aura forcibly suppressed the fear welling up inside her, feigning composure.

"[The Omniscient] Shurahat, [The Miracle] Graozam—"

"We are both members of the Demon King's Army, serving under His Majesty. Why are you blocking my path?"

Shurahat remained motionless, seemingly ignoring Aura's question.

The same applies to Graosamm.

He stood quietly behind Shurahat, awaiting the orders of this demon prime minister.

Seeing that Shurahat did not respond for a long time, but still stood firmly in front of him.

Aura calmed the panic in her eyes and spoke again, feigning composure.

"Shurahat, what exactly are you—"

This time, she was interrupted halfway through her sentence.

"Flillian——"

Shurahat murmured the completely unfamiliar name Aura to himself, seemingly oblivious to everyone else.

"Your curiosity is too great. The Demon King's Castle when His Majesty the Demon King was still alive was not something you could pry into."

With a helpless look in his eyes, he waved for Graosar to come forward.

"If you really want to know those secrets, go ask that guy yourself."

"As long as I exist, don't even think about finding any secrets about His Majesty in the memories of the Great Demons."

Looking at the [Paradise Transfer Magic] shimmering in Grausam's hand—

Aura unconsciously took two steps back, swallowing his saliva with considerable nervousness.

Even without thinking, she knew that Shurahat intended for Glaosam to tamper with her memories.

Moreover, it seems he has absolutely no intention of discussing it with me.

This is an utter insult to her dignity as a "Seven-Broken Sage".

So despite the fear people feel towards this mysterious riddle—

But to avoid becoming a laughing stock among the demons.

Aura finally managed to speak, albeit reluctantly:

"Fulillian?"

She looked at Shurahart with a questioning gaze, who completely ignored her.

"What nonsense are you spouting, Shurahart?"

Aura steadied her breathing, and the Scales of Obedience fell into her hands.

The fluctuations of [Domination Magic] clashed head-on with the [Paradise Transfer Magic] in Grausam's hands.

"After saying a few incomprehensible and completely baffling things, they planned to tamper with my memories—"

"Can I interpret this as a show of force?"

Aura's tone was heavy, believing that everything Shurahat wanted to do now was out of his own selfish motives.

It suggests that they might start fighting at the slightest disagreement.

It seemed they had finally realized that Aura was still there—

Shurahart calmly withdrew his gaze, which had been wandering aimlessly.

He lowered his head and calmly gazed at Aura, who looked as if facing a formidable enemy, in a tone devoid of emotion.

"First of all, someone as insignificant as you isn't worthy of my intimidation."

"Secondly, what I'm about to say is not something you should know right now, so just do as I say."

"Third, if you don't want to die, put away your magic, otherwise I don't mind killing you here."

His pupils contracted slightly, showing no doubt about the truthfulness of Shurahat's words.

But despite this—

The newly appointed [Seven Sages of Collapse] still chose not to disgrace the Great Demon Clan. "Shurahart, you've gone too far with your arrogance!!"

"As fellow demons under His Majesty the Demon King, you attacked me without any restraint in the Demon King's Castle. Aren't you afraid of His Majesty's punishment?"

Although his words were very firm—

But Aura could not deceive himself no matter what.

Fear was spreading through her heart.
He was terrified of Shurahart, who had no undead legion to stop him.

"His Majesty's punishment? What a joke."

Shurahat's sneer insulted Aura.

But his mysterious and unfathomable gaze terrified Aura—

The coward could only continue listening to his mockery in a state of tension.

"The law of the jungle, survival of the fittest, has been the unchanging philosophy of the demon race for thousands of years."

"Moreover, when has the Demon King ever cared about the infighting among us great demons?"

"You're so flustered that you blurted out something like that, Awula, just how afraid are you of me?"

Afraid……

Although I am indeed scared, you actually dared to say it so blatantly...

Shurahart, you bastard—

Aura gritted her teeth as she faced Shurahat, her tone still hard.

"Afraid of you?"

“Shurahat, don’t be so arrogant. If it weren’t for Graosaam, I would have already—”

He watched helplessly as Graosaam, at Shurahat's signal, temporarily stepped aside.

Aura's words had to be cut off in the middle.

But Shurahart maintained his superior attitude, calmly looking down at her.

"Now that Grao's gone, what do you mean by 'long ago'?"

"Come and perform."

“Shurahart, you bastard—”

Awula frowned, his expression fierce but his true nature hidden.

Do you really think I wouldn't dare to attack you?

"So, you dare to do it?"

"If it weren't for respect for His Majesty the Demon King, if my undead army were still by my side—"

"I would have torn you to pieces long ago, Shurahart!!"

Shurahart chuckled, as if he found the answer truly laughable.

He looked down at Aura, his eyes revealing undisguised contempt.

"Your Majesty the Demon King?"

"If I told you that I am now carrying out His Majesty's orders, would you obey?"

There is no answer, and no answer is needed.

Because the answer can only be "no".

Shurahart shook his head, as if nothing had happened.

"Awula, is this what you call respect?"

“I can’t see the slightest bit of loyalty to His Majesty the Demon King in your reaction.”

Although Shurahat was telling the truth, it really annoyed Aura.

"[Omniscient] Shurahart, are you questioning His Majesty the Demon King's judgment?"

"I am one of the Seven Wise Men personally appointed by His Majesty, how dare you doubt my loyalty to His Majesty—"

Aura raised the scales in his hand, trying to hide his inner panic.

She suppressed the tremor in her voice and looked up at Shurahart.

"If you are truly carrying out the Demon King's orders, then of course I will obey without hesitation."

"But I believe this is just your own assumption, isn't it?"

"After all, why would His Majesty the Demon King care about such a thing—"

"Shurahart, you're just acting recklessly according to your own ideas!"

(End of this chapter)