Frieren: Dominating Aura From the Start Chapter 91: I Hope Our Next Meeting Won't Be a Hundred Years

Kraft's prayer lasted a very long ti.

It wasn't until the afternoon when the light rain gradually stopped that he slowly closed the Spell book in his hands.

After reaching out to grasp the Goddess statue hanging on his chest and performing the closing ritual, he straightened up with a smile.

"Alright."

Just like the previous six tis—

After finishing his prayer, Kraft gave his final blessing in a gentle voice.

"If Miss Flam far away in Aureole can hear these..."

"Then she would surely be happy about your caring, Agusheed."

The sa old words that never changed—

But he had to admit, Agusheed really did love hearing such blessings.

So as always, the strongest Grand Demon proactively invited the owner of the Hero's Sword to stay.

"Would you like to stay for lunch?"

Although not surprised by Agusheed's invitation,

Out of politeness, the elf monk still confird once more.

"Would that be appropriate?"

Appropriate... ?

Still the sa as always, that unchanged honest personality for a thousand years.

"It's just lunch. What's inappropriate about that?"

Agusheed turned around while speaking casually.

"I an, since your disciple is now by your side, wouldn't my staying cause you trouble?"

After Kraft finished speaking, he looked toward the Hero of the South, who had been kneeling silently behind them.

Cause trouble...

Hehe...

Hearing these overly polite words, Agusheed gave his old friend a strange look.

While waving for the Hero of the South to stand up, he walked casually toward the direction they ca from.

"It's just a matter of one more set of tableware."

At the last mont before stepping into the Spatial Severance to return to the Heaven Vein Dragon—

The lonely old widower said coldly with his back to his disciple and old friend.

Looking at Agusheed's back, Kraft shook his head and slowly followed his steps.

"Then I'll trouble you, as I do genuinely miss your cooking."

—

In the castle on the Heaven Vein Dragon's back—

Because there was an old friend at today's dinner table,

The al Agusheed personally cooked was obviously much more lavish than usual.

Cream mushroom soup, Red Mirror Dragon steak, ancient imperial-style beef stew...

Eiseberg casserole, Schwer roasted suckling pig, and many other regional delicacies were brought to the table.

Undoubtedly delicious.

You must know that Agusheed's cooking skills were praised even by the royal chefs of the unified empire period.

And Kraft didn't hide his satisfaction and praise.

"As lavish and delicious as always..."

"And I can clearly tell that several dishes have beco even more delicious compared to recently—"

"To make improvents in such a short ti, truly worthy of you, Agusheed."

The 'recently' in the elf monk's words referred to a hundred years ago.

In fact, just as he said—

For long-lived species like him and Agusheed, a hundred years was indeed quite a short ti.

Agusheed neither agreed nor disagreed with Kraft's sense of ti.

But before putting at in his mouth, he corrected a misunderstanding in the elf monk's words.

"Kraft, these dishes weren't improved by ."

"Those new thods and techniques, I rely copied from humans."

So the dishes were originally improved by humans?

In that case, the ti for improvent suddenly seed much longer...

After all, a human life spans at most only a hundred years.

Just like his forr companion—

Kraft's thoughts abruptly stopped when they touched upon his forr monk teammate.

He didn't say much more, nor did he think much more.

Just silently raised his knife and fork again, thodically enjoying the delicious food before him.

But only halfway through eating—

Looking at the Hero of the South before him who completely disregarded his image and was wolfing down food,

The elf monk beca quite interested in this strongest human he had ever seen.

"Speaking of which... Agusheed, does your disciple know about my affairs?"

Kraft proactively brought up the topic with Agusheed.

"He doesn't. Before today, he didn't even know your na clearly."

"That makes sense. In this current era, one really shouldn't expect anyone to still rember my deeds."

The Hero of the South, hearing the two old immortals' conversation ntion him—

Didn't choose to blindly insert himself into the old folks' conversation.

He didn't make a sound, but also didn't restrain himself at all,

Instead continuing to devour everything before him during their conversation.

Under Agusheed's disgusted gaze, the Hero of the South continued imrsing himself in the joy of eating.

The conversation between Agusheed and Kraft at the dinner table didn't last long.

Because most of what they chatted about were topics that would quickly fizzle out.

Even though they had reached the point of eting once every hundred years—

These two lonely old n really couldn't find any topics that would keep them talking all night.

So predictably, just like every previous ti—

After lunch, Kraft proposed his farewell to Agusheed.

And Agusheed, as always, chose not to continue persuading him to stay.

He only left the Hero of the South to clean up the aftermath and chose to personally see off his old friend.

Walking on the path to the edge of the Heaven Vein Dragon—

Kraft looked at Agusheed beside him and chuckled helplessly.

"Still the sa as before, we two are completely unsuited to staying together..."

Regarding this statent, Agusheed had a completely different opinion from Kraft.

"Rather than being unsuited to staying together, it's more like we have no reason to stay together at all."

"Just like and Serie—"

"She's been deliberately avoiding for a thousand years, probably also because she has no idea how to get along with ..."

Kraft didn't refute, and even after thinking about it, sowhat agreed.

"That makes a lot of sense..."

"We who bear curses and don't belong to this era indeed have no reason to stay together..."

With a gentle smile on his face, he gripped the Spell book tightly while contemplating a certain possibility.

"Hmm... if I had to imagine—"

"Then, Agusheed, aside from you becoming the Demon King in the future, I'd probably have trouble finding other reasons to stay with you."

Becoming the Demon King...

Becoming... the Demon King?

The possibility Kraft ntioned made Agusheed rarely show a serious expression.

Rotating the ring on his ring finger, the strongest Grand Demon asked puzzledly:

"Why do you say that?"

"Could my becoming the Demon King actually influence your choices?"

Kraft nodded and slowly closed his eyes,

Describing to Agusheed the possibility he imagined.

"If one day you choose to beco the Demon King, it would definitely be because of Flam."

"So your purpose in becoming the Demon King would definitely be to achieve human-demon coexistence."

"And only then could I probably convince myself—"

"'To prevent the world from ultimately heading down an irreversible path of destruction, I must replace the Goddess in supervising your every move—to prevent you from making wrong choices or developing bad ideas during this process.'"

Interesting...

Kraft's sowhat presumptuous words didn't anger Agusheed.

Quite the opposite, this actually raised his interest considerably.

Agusheed turned his head and asked the elf monk with interest:

"That is to say..."

"If I really made so bad decision, you're confident you could correct my mistakes?"

No answer.

But the gentle, peaceful smile on Kraft's face proved everything—

For a period of ti...

Agusheed had wondered—

Whether Kraft himself could draw the Hero's Sword from the Village of Swords again.

But now...

The answer seed very obvious.

Agusheed's pace gradually slowed down,

Until Kraft had completely left him behind before stopping.

Farewells between these long-lived species needed no words.

Because in the future, they would always have a day of reunion.

"Agusheed—"

With his back to Agusheed, Kraft waved his hand and softly spoke his blessing.

"I hope our next eting won't be a hundred years from now."

Not eting on the next day of mourning for Flam—

Hehe...

Must you speak so indirectly?

Staying in place, watching Kraft's gradually departing figure,

Agusheed also said softly:

"I hope our next eting—"

—

"Won't be a hundred years from now..."

"Frieren."

In the capital of the Human-Demon Republic Freesia—

Standing atop the Demon King's Palace, Agusheed watched from afar the departing figures of his daughter's party of three.

He smiled faintly at Frieren's limping gait,

Then turned around—

Once again shouldering the responsibilities of being the Demon King.

—

Fifty-ninth year before the Sinseki Era, the first year of the Hero party's departure.

The fourth day of the journey to find Serie—

The Heaven Vein Dragon arrived in the airspace of Count Granat's Territory where the hero party was staying.

—

Sinseki Era year 28, northern nations, Tick region—

Frieren's party left the Human-Demon Republic Freesia,

Then set off with happy and joyful steps toward the Schwer Mountains where the Village of Swords was located—

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