"No... you need to focus more on manipulation. Your domain is entirely different from mine. You do not directly control natural phenona; rather, you constantly guide the natural phenona to draw closer to you.
Perhaps it's due to the demonic nature of the Abyss, or perhaps it's due to the Incubus bloodline, or perhaps it's because the Totem Power itself is far superior to ordinary Extraordinary Power.
In any case, all of these will cause your domain, over ti, to increasingly dominate this region, eventually..."
Bartlett looked at Kael's shadow.
He could feel that in the Shadow Realm connected to that shadow, sothing was continuously providing Kael with more energy.
His gaze once again turned to the surrounding area.
As the domain dissipated, the scenery around reverted to the appearance of Titan Town's surroundings. Feeling that domain covering the entire Titan Town, Bartlett displayed a aningful smile.
"Kael, you need ti. Rember, no matter what reasons, at least until your goal is achieved, you must stay in Lancaster and keep yourself hidden."
Kael's pupils contracted slightly, finally smiling lightly and saying: "Then I'll take your blessings."
...
The wind stirred up in Lancaster is yet unknown to anyone, but on the other side, in a Marquis Territory of the Yibel Federation.
A change known to only a few is quietly taking place.
The setting sun dyed the mountains and land in golden hues.
This is the largest territory in the northern part of the Yibel Federation, the Gransham Territory.
This land belonged to the original Marquis Gransham, who once followed Governor Kael and several Dukes to establish the early prototype of the Yibel Federation.
For over two hundred years, the Gransham Family has been thriving on these fertile lands.
Logically, as the Lord of such land, the Gransham family should be strong and prosperous.
However, for so unknown reason, every head of the Gransham family in recent years has died prematurely before reaching the age of thirty due to various reasons.
This curse wrapped around the family that once contributed so much to the Yibel Federation, causing the once resplendent Gransham Family to beco increasingly dwindling.
Starting with this current Marquis Gransham, the Gransham family, originally military-oriented, shifted towards a civil servant direction.
Leveraging the connections accumulated by successive Gransham clan leaders and the Federation's sympathy for this tragic family, the current Marquis Gransham quickly rose in the ranks of civil officials and stood firm.
Imre Gransham was born in such an environnt.
"Mobius, the king of the Orean Independent Kingdom, seems fatuous and indecisive, but now it appears he might be another deeply hidden crafty old hand.
This ti those dwarves might really suffer a significant loss at the hands of the Orean Royal Family!"
Finally finding so leisure and not having to be on duty with the Silver Guard Army, Imre, along with a few guard army friends visiting the Gransham Territory, talked and laughed.
About a year or so ago, they t the half-human king, and a few well-inford knights casually comnted on the latest hot news.
One slightly shorter Silver Guard Army mber, unafraid of their conversations being leaked, laughed and cursed:
"Who cares if those half-humans die! Haven't they caused enough conflicts with our Federation over interests in recent years?"
"We still need to watch them a bit."
Imre seriously said:
"After all, we are the Silver Guard Army and must always be cautious of those forces threatening the Yibel Federation, whether internal unrest might trigger so bad ideas.
If they get ideas and try to provoke, we must obtain intelligence imdiately and cut off their extended hand!"
Imre's words received the praise of several friends. While clapping in agreent, soone still patted Imre's shoulder, saying:
"Kid, you sowhat have the courage of the original Marquis Gransham, but tis are different now, and small-scale battles aren't easily triggered.
If it really escalates, it might involve half the continent in conflicts and struggles."
"If such a thing happens, there's nothing that can be done." Imre said helplessly: "But, my evaluation of that Orean Royal Family king remains unchanged."
"Indeed... if soone can quickly quell the dwarves' resistance and promptly integrate the resources under their command, you can't say that's a spur-of-the-mont decision, even a dog would shake its head."
The Silver Guard mber placed his helt aside, cleared his throat, and said:
"But your Gransham family, truly...
The outside world says you treat your subjects well. I thought your family could be four to five tis more luxurious considering your territory's situation. Unexpectedly, it's like this.
It seems what the outside world says is mostly true."
Imre chuckled, saying: "Actually, it's mainly because the Gransham family usually serves in the military, so in terms of territorial governance, we're indeed quite inferior compared to families specializing in managing land."
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