Domination System

Chapter 50

“Ah quite the strong hands you’ve got there" alfred regained his light tone as he laughed and let go of Justin. “so what brings my two nephews to their uncle's shop after five years?” alfred looked at asmodieus with piercing eyes.

“Apparently brother can’t seem to stop obsessing over this pig" Athena answered as she clicked her tongue.

“Ant! How could you call your guest that!” alfred said sternly

“Stop calling me Ant you old man!!”Athena screamed and stormed off to god knows where.

“come, lets go to my place" Seeing as their conversation was disturbing the crowd alfred suggested.

“alright" asmodieus sighed as he followed alfred.

Justin stood looking at the leaving figure of athena. ‘Damn this girl really has a problem'

....

“So, tell me more about this...meeting of you two" alfred said pouring tea into cups for the group.

“Well, I was looking for some excitement and I decided to enter a fighting arena. Turns out my opponent was sir Justin over here.” Asmodieus laughed “To be honest, I really underestimated him at first. But then, in a flash this man had cut off my arm!” he said as he took a sip of the hot tea.

“woah...” alfred muttered. Anyone able to cut off asmodieus's arm had to be on oar with a Lord’s child...and he had never heard of a Lord’s child called Justin. Was this possibly one of the illegitimate ones?

“I even had to summon the Asurah legs, although he put up a fight, it wasn’t long until I was dominating again" asmodieus smiled.

Justin snorted internally, seemed like this man and his sister especially liked that part of the story....

“can you believe? I was about to even kill him. If Athena hadn’t stopped me, Lord knows what would have happened”

Alfred's eyes flashed hearing that “you almost killed someone while in the Asurah state?” his voice like that of a horn.

Asmodieus coughed as he hit his face. Alfred, realizing he had reacted a bit much, regained his composure and said “we'll talk about that later, for now you can rest here. I believe you’re spent for the day"

....

Sky feather bridge

Trevor Sat, hands and feet in chains. His face a bloody fat mess. Snot and blood dripping down his nose...he was in the worst shape he'd ever been in his entire life.

The gloves of horses could be heard as they rushed to the bridge, news of the princess necklace being found had reached the fifty strong of Lord Lee ‘s house. A division of them had come to confirm this news.

It was nighttime now, the gates had been shot and most of the guards were dozing off with nothing to do. The heavy sound of horses woke them right up from their dreams.

Ten of them appeared, apparently being led by the Leo clad female at the fore front. She tied her horse to whatever she could find and walked up to the guards.

The chief guard, having expected her arrival, hurried up to received her. “Miss sith" he said as he got on one knee and bowed. The fifty strong was a well respected group throughout the whole sky feather city, and they were only present when important things were on going.

“show me the man" Miss sith responded with a nod and asked.

“Right away" the guard replied. “Bring the damned man here!” he ordered. At once, the sound of chains being dragged off the ground could be heard. Trevor's fat figure came into light. One of the guards holding him kicked his legs, bringing his knees to the floor.

“ahhh" Trevor in response squealed like a pig.

Lady sith crouched, maintaining eye level with Trevor. She placed her index finger on his chin and brought his face up “So this is the man who dared still from Lord Lee huh?”

“i swear I didn’t still from the lord im inno-" as Trevor was speaking the boot of a guard crashed right into his face impeding him from speaking on.

“no one gave you permission to talk faggot" the guard said as he spat on Trevor.

“I really am in...innoce...ent” Trevor spoke as he rolled on the brick ground crying.

“Shut up" another guard kicked him in the guts.

“wait...” miss sith said to the guard.

“Willem, does he match the description?” She called out to one of the men still on horses.

The man brought out a scroll with a painting on it and some words.

“Green hair, lanky build, young, a bit tall...no he doesn’t match the profile we have" the man responded after mumbling.

“hmmm....strange. how then did you get a hold of this necklace?” Sith asked facing Trevor who was a crying mess now.

“I...it was this man...he c...ca...came to sell it for s...some cash. He seemed new so I dr...drugged took the ne...necklace and fled" Trevor hurriedly explained.

As soon as he finished, another kick landed on his back “tsk, fraudulent f*****g merchant!” The guards seemed to possess stored anger that Trevor just served as a perfect means of letting it all out.

“hmmm...and that man...does he fit the description you heard?” Sith asked calmly

“y...yes” Trevor struggled to answer despite the pain he was going through

“ and where did this happen?”

“Th...the city's tr...trade market"

Stopped interrogating the man and stood upright. “where's the necklace" she asked the chief guard.

“Right here" he had already prepared it in advance and immediately handed it over to her.

Checking for a bit to see if the necklace was authentic sith walked away, untied her horse and set out for the trade market.

“What do we do with him!" the chief guard shouted at the disappearing horses.

“whatever you want” sith's voice was carried along by the breeze which foretold the coming rain.

“you hear that boys....he's free" the chief guard said as he went into the small tent by the gate.

Malicious smiles formed on the other guards' faces as they cracked their knuckles...today someone was going to suffer!

Admist the gentle singing of birds, the free blowing of the wind, the light of the half moon in the dark sky, a man's voice could be heard desperately pleading for help....