Doomsday Supreme: I Have An SSS Grade Talent

The Boy's Side

"Enemy territory..?"

"Let me explain it to you." She brought Beatrice into her embrace, and began explaining the difference between the status of slave and master. And how that was almost similar to how the novaks treated those they considered serfs.

"..."

And the more Beatrice listened, the more her face contorted and became unsightly. 'Such people... exist in this world..?' She thought, finding it hard to believe. 'Why cannot we not just love each other for who we are..?'

Her thoughts continued to rampage through her mind, and Anabella, seeing through the innocent young girl, hugged her even tighter. "But... things will be okay, so don't give up on hope." And tried to assure her.

"...Mhm."

Meanwhile, on the boy's side, Jason lay down on his bed, facing the ceiling. His hand was cloaked in lightning, which he fluently controlled to gather at the tip of his fingers, into a small lightning marble.

He then flickered the lightning marble close to ceiling with a trail of lightning,