Strings Of Domination

After Amael vanished, Lord Ozren Glanced at Clavellina but strangely didn't say a single word. He only stared at her with many emotions flickering in his eyes.

"If you have something in your mind, speak it, dad." feeling the stare on her skin, Clavellina spoke, her voice holding a kind of softness that only appears when she was alone with her father.

Lord Ozren remained silent as he watched Clavellina's figure on his side before he closed his eyes and sighed deeply, which seemingly held inexpressible worry and stress.

"Whenever I look at you and your sister, she always appears in my mind. Both of you represent her in so many ways that I cannot stop thinking, what if..."

"Dad, you don't need to continue." Clavellina interrupted her father's speech and with a serious face, she said, "You and I... We all know that what happened with mom was an accident, something not even you could have prevented from occurring."

"I know, but still..." Lord Ozren began to speak, but after his fourth word left his mouth he remained silent and what escaped his lips was another heavy sigh.

Clavellina upon seeing her father's worried expression as he stared at Erys, softened her complexion and extended her hand to gently hold her father's hand that felt cold to the touch at the moment.

"I know you are worried about us ending up with the same fate as mom did, but those concerns are nothing but meaningless worries." Clavellina said quietly and added, "Furthermore, in contrast to mother's case, we know how to cure Erys' situation."

When Lord Ozren heard his daughter's words his complexion immidieatly regained its previous lively colors and akin to flames that were ignited in his eyes, he nodded firmly.

"That is true. Thinking about what would have happened and what will occur is completely meaningless. We must concentrate on the things that are currently present as those are the only things we can control!"

Clavellina smiled and hugged her father cutely and said, "That is right. So don't dwell on things you cannot change but instead focus on things you can. Like that human for example."

And as she said those words, a somewhat evil smile appeared on her seductive face and quickly continued, "Once you have him in your grasp, you can do whatever you wish to do with him and free Erys from under his wicked control!"

Lord Ozren touched his chin and nodded, a scary smile slowly creeping onto his face as many ideas already flashed through his mind about what he will do with Nash once he gets his fingers around him.

Clearly, those ideas of his were rather wicked, or else his complexion wouldn't be so evil at the very moment.

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On Planet Nelea, inside the hidden cave behind the waterfall.

The cave was rather huge, about as big as a basketball court or even a little bit bigger than that. The temperature was cold, the interior was barely illuminated by the gently burning fire in the middle of the cave while the ground and walls were slightly wet from the continuously dripping water from the cracks on the ceiling.

To think Miles has lived and survived all this time in such a place for who knows how long with no apparent source of food and no comfortable spot to sleep made Nash and Amy sigh helplessly.

Life was truly unfair.

"I can still hardly believe you were able to hide so well right under the nose of those creatures. How did you find this place?" Nash asked Miles while he observed how his Souls put down the crates next to each other on the side.

"Well, it was not found but was mined by my... my father," Miles said quietly, his previous sadness resurfacing once again.

"By your father?" Nash and Amy looked at each other as they seemed to slowly put the pieces together.

'I see... So that's how it is.' Nash thought in his heart and quickly ordered one of his Souls to bring over the box which contained the food and drinks.

"Those are..." Miles seemed to be in a daze when he watched as Nash took out the precooked but slightly frozen food from the box one after another, each looking more appetizing than the previous one.

"We need fire," Nash said as he looked around but was surprised to see as Miles extended his hand and an orb of crimson flames materialized atop his palm, dancing like tamed dragons!

"What? Flames? But how?" both Amy and Nash seemed to be under shock as they knew it was simply impossible for a slave to have the ability to control fire at will!

Something was not quite right here. Nash immidieatly narrowed his eyes and stared coldly at Miles who seemed to flinch the moment he noticed his cold glare.

"I-It is only a weak Domination Art which only allows me to summon a small orb of flame... It is completely harmless and can barely have any usage to keep myself warm." Miles explained, but when he saw Nash's cold gaze didn't change he began to tremble unconsciously.

"My father stole it from a merchant that visited this planet about a month ago. But unfortunately, he was discovered shortly after he gave it to me and..." when Miles reached that point he suddenly fell silent with no apparent sign to continue.

Amy and Nash looked at each other, and once their suspicion vanished they too decided to remain silent. Without saying anything, they grabbed the food from the crate and began to warm it up with the help of Miles' flames.

Time passed slowly and in silence, and although the flames were weak and not extremely hot, they still served their purpose and were able to warm the food up just to perfect temperature where their aroma filled the nostrils of the three.

"Let's dig in!" Nash said with shining eyes and quickly grabbed a small piece of meat that had a crimson cluster before stuffing it into his mouth.

Amy did the same but in contrast to Nash who devoured the food without any manner, she ate her food with a rather elegant style, almost as if she was in a fancy restaurant despite she had not been in any at all in her life.

As for Miles, he started to eat just like Amy, trying to consume the food with manner, but once the many otherworldly flavors assaulted his mouth he just simply failed to resist the urge and began to stuff his mouth full of food without stopping.

"Hey, hey, hey! Calm down buddy, you will die at this rate!" Nash almost choked when he saw the speed which at Miles ate and quickly stopped him.

Although he was not afraid that their supplies will go empty by him as they had at least a few weeks' worth of food and drink, he was more than worried about Miles' well-being if he suddenly eats so much food at once after not eating properly for years!

"I... am sorry... I just couldn't hold myself back after living only on a single bread for years. The food... was just too heavenly!" Miles said quietly, admitting his mistakes as he slowed his chewing down and lowered his hand.

"Just make sure you don't rush things as it won't do any good for your body." Nash sighed and sat back, but suddenly his gaze spotted something tilting out from Miles' pocket.

It looked like the tip of a cube of some sort.

"What is that?" Nash asked as he gazed at the thing inside Miles' pocket and bitting on a porkchop that filled his mouth with all kinds of flavor.

"Oh, this? This is the Domination Art I have just mentioned." Miles said as he took the item out from his pocket and handed it over to Nash.

Swallowing down the meat in his mouth, Nash cleaned his hand and accepted the object which was a small cube with strange markings carved on its surface.

"That is a Domination Art? How do you read its context?" Amy asked from the side as she too examined the small cube with curiosity.

"Jwust fry fo fivst if." Miles mumbled with an entire piece of meat in his mouth.

"What?" Nash frowned upon not understanding the words Miles said, looking at him with a confused look.

Miles seeing his mistake gulped a huge, swallowing everything that was stuffed in his mouth in one go, and said, "What I said was just try to twist it."

"Twist it?" Nash raised a brow and after a brief moment of hesitation did as Miles said, twisting the cube in his hold with a small ounce of his strength.

And to Nash's surprise, when he did, the cube moved in two different directions while a strange sensation assaulted his body or to be more specific his fingers which slowly became warmer and warmer with each passing of a fraction of a second.

[Engraving successful!]

[Congratulations! You have successfully learned 'Domination Art: Small Spark of Ash'!]

When Nash heard the words in his mind, he looked surprised but soon his shock turned into delight and watched as rows of text appeared in his line of sight, seemingly being the description of his newly acquired Domination Art!

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