Fulilian: Dominate Aura at the beginning

Chapter 99 Little Magical Deng Wants to Recruit His Father
He ignored the white-haired elf in his arms who was muttering to itself.

After catching up with his daughter, Agushid turned his attention to the three members of the Hero Squad.

He snapped his fingers lightly—

Three transparent chairs, created by the [Air-Shaping Magic], appeared out of thin air in front of Agushid.

He turned Frilian around again in his arms.

The most powerful demon, who picked up the comb and began to continue combing her hair, nodded slightly.

"sit."

Agusid made a gentle yet unquestionable demand.

There was no forced politeness, nor the overly formal pleasantries that come with awkwardness.

In front of Frilian, this hypocritical elder—

Simmel and the other two chose to obey.

Following their intuition, they slowly sat down one by one on the chairs.
The three of them straightened their posture, trying to appear calm.

But there was still a hint of nervousness in his eyes when he looked at Agushid.

"Friline already told me about the purpose of your visit last night."

Instead of making things difficult for the children, Agushid calmly got to the point.

"As Frilian's friend, I don't mind if you stay here for a while."

"Of course, I have no negative opinions about your trip..."

The first part of Agusid's words relieved Simmel and the other two.

But the next moment, the most powerful demon's turn of events made the three of them jump to their throats again.

"but--"

"I also learned from her why you embarked on this journey."

Agusid calmly smoothed a wisp of white hair that had jumped up from Magic Little Deng's head.

He raised his eyes and stared at the three young men opposite him.

"You want to defeat the Demon King, right?"

In fact, this idea is nothing short of fantastical and presumptuous.

Agushid's attitude was always one of disdain.

Slay the Demon King!

With just a few children in front of you and Frilian?

Ha ha……

In this situation, even the so-called "confidence" is not worth discussing.

Because if they were to actually face the Demon King, they would undoubtedly be instantly killed.

If this were a joke, Agushid would probably laugh it off.

But now he is faced with the facts.

Therefore, he was very serious, and his tone was also very solemn.

In fact, as long as Simmel's next answer showed even the slightest hesitation.

Agusid would always find opportunities to keep Frilian "temporarily" on the premises.

Instead of letting her follow the same path of suicide as another foolish disciple.

but……

"Ah."

This was the answer Agushid received from the blue-haired hero before him.

Brief and calm.

Simmel's words may have revealed a sense of restraint in front of his future father-in-law.

But from beginning to end, there was never any hesitation or doubt.

The best answer.

At the same time, this is also the worst answer—

At least Agushid didn't want to hear that answer.

"Let me ask you beforehand, are you clear about what the identity of the [Demon King] represents?"

He did not change his opinion of the overconfident people in front of him because of a single sentence.

Agushid gently smoothed down a tuft of white hair on the elf's head and continued to ask.

"The Demon King represents absolute power and authority that has reigned supreme in the world for millennia."

This time, it was Haita, who was standing next to Simmel, who responded to Agushid.

He held the ceremonial tablet tightly in his hand and calmly uttered those words.

Undoubtedly, this statement is filled with awe for the Demon King.

However, this statement also completely lacks any fear of the Demon King's power.

"A very clear understanding—"

Agushid chuckled softly, continuing to comb his daughter's long hair without pausing.

Lowering his eyes, the strongest demon spoke softly:
"Since that's the case, then I think you all know..."

"Throughout history, what has been the only outcome of attempting to challenge the Demon King?"

With a slight clench of his fist, Aize, a warrior, conveyed the answer through silent conviction: death.

During the millennium war between humans and demons, there were many heroes who fought their way to the Demon King's Castle.

Many of them were once hailed as the strongest human beings.

But they all ultimately share the same fate.

death.

Slay the Demon King!

The only possible outcome for this great undertaking, even today, is death.

So, even without saying much, the three of them could guess part of what Agusid was going to say next.

"You can't possibly defeat the Demon King."

After glancing at the unusually quiet Frillie—

Agushid's hand movements slowed slightly.

He raised his head again and looked at the three people sitting in front of him.

The indifferent gaze finally settled slowly on Simmel in the very center.

"You are too weak now. Even if you go all out, you may not be able to defeat the high-ranking demons."

"Not to mention the Demon King who single-handedly unified the entire demon race."

"so……"

"If you don't want to die, then give up on challenging the Demon King—"

Agushid's words were always so cold, ruthless, and incisive.

It is something that leaves one speechless and powerless to refute.

Because in the face of absolute facts, in the face of an old father who was worried about his daughter's safety.

There was no way that Simmel and his people could say—

The kind of stupid talk that says, "It doesn't matter if you fail, as long as you give it your all," is wrong.

Or rather, Simmel estimated that as soon as he finished speaking those words a second ago...

The next second you will experience what it feels like to freefall from tens of thousands of meters in the air.

but……

Saying things like "give up" here is something Simmel couldn't do.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Agushid, we were prepared for this outcome.”

"And no matter what, we will not give up our mission to defeat the Demon King."

He stared directly into the oppressive gaze of the most powerful demon.

Simmel lowered his eyes and responded to Agushid in a deep and firm voice:

"because--"

"We are a group of brave warriors."

Although he had expected this answer, Agushid still couldn't help but laugh.

"madness……"

Put down the comb, and at the same time, put down Frillie, whose long hair was neatly draped over her shoulders.

The most powerful demon shook his head and rebuked him mercilessly.

"You're just throwing your lives away by trying to defeat the Demon King."

madness……

Death...

The three people sitting opposite Agushid did not offer any rebuttal.

Because they knew that Agusid's true intention was for their safety and that of Frilian.

But if one's thoughts could be changed so easily—

Then they wouldn't have embarked on this path whose ending was almost inevitable in the first place.

So they simply remained silent.

They waited until Frilian, who had been quiet for a long time, came over and stood in front of them.

He reached out and patted the heads of his three teammates who were feeling lost and distressed.

I gave them a look that said, "Leave it to me."

Magical Little Deng turned around with his hands on his hips, staring directly into his father's eyes.

"Agusid..."

"You want us to give up voluntarily, isn't it because you're worried about our safety?"

Frillie naturally included herself in the hero's group.

To fulfill the request Volamei had given her, and also to usher in an era of peace—

That's why Little Magical Deng, who embarked on this journey, smiled.

"In that case..."

"Agusid, why don't you come and help us defeat the Demon King?"

(End of this chapter)