The Conquerors Path

697  Chapter 696-Lets Dream.

The sound quickly attracted the attention of me and Carmel as we looked towards Nix and Melvin, who were now staring at us with reddened eyes, the sheer pain, anger, and sadness in their eyes bursting forth, while the madness that swept out from them started to cover over their eyes. After all, they have been chasing her for years, now how would they feel for this scene when even their negative emotions are being amplified?

There is no doubt that a huge boom of emotions has taken place in their mind, this scene is more than enough for several scenarios to suddenly be created within their mind, plus it's even more degrading for them, the scene would be similar to I just using Carmel and letting her go while she is clutching on dearly to me even though I am treating her badly.

To them, there would be no might more miserable than that, to watch what they coveted and loved all these years being 'eaten' by the guy that arrived from nowhere and so easily even though he is coldly treating Carmel, to them this sight of Carmel clutching too tightly to me while I emptly push her away would only be responded with one scenario of call.

"BITCH!" x2

That was a double call from both Nix and Melvin at the same time, their call and roar being so high that it covered over the place, their mana going disarray as their eyes shined like beasts at that call, even Carmel was taken aback by this sudden outburst, her hand leaving my sleeves as she herself took a step back in pure surprise.

Though it was only after the two called Carmel out that they understood what had been done, the jealousy that clouded them took over their rationality at that moment and they ended up doing something that has now made the crack a bit more than half.

"Wh-What did you say?!"

Carmel shouted out, the sheer pain in her voice clear as her mana filled up, and this mana within the cover of the night only seemed to shine stronger as the two boys took a step back, panic riding their faces as Nix spoke.

"W-We didn't mean that! it's just that the situation made us!"

"Yes! we didn't mean it!"

Melvin supported it, to his words Carmel looked at me and then herself, and she came to understand that the situation might have looked ambiguous but that in no way can make up for what the two had done so I turned to look at Carmel and spoke.

"It's late already and I am going to get some sleep, it would look like you have your own things to deal with"

With that, without waiting for Carmel I walked back to my tent, no doubt the awkward situation I left behind would grow even more, and thankfully this gave me the break I needed to get away from all the questioning that Carmel wanted to say to me regarding the pendant that I gave her, the history of that reeks with blood, and a dark ghost story that covers over Nix and Melvin too.

I could see the anger in their eyes as I walked to my tent and as I did I flashed them a smirk they could only see, which widened their eyes, and now no matter what they say to Carmel she won't believe it, in fact with the anger in her mind, even if they talk about the hickey she won't be in the right mind to hear it, all of it will be the nagging of two boys wretched with jealousy.

Thus with a clean mind, I entered inside the tent, the whole place fully cleaned up with Nini already standing attention fully naked, she was back to her normal looks, her sexy body still on display, while the fanatical light in her eyes still stayed, seeing this I just walked into the bed and spread myself and I didn't need to speak any words for the naked Nini to crawl into the bed and hug me.

"Good"

I spoke as I patted her head, she happily melting at that as I hugged her, my hand going further to grip her juicy ass, groping it as I started to slowly fall into sleep with the softness of her breast on my chest and the juiciness of her ass on my hand.

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"So it has begun?"

I mused as I spent my eyes in the darkness, the whole place being the dreamscape, the realms of dreams where the unconscious mind drifts in their sleep but now I am more than conscious here and I could feel the intruder slowly piercing through my dream realm and trying to enter it, it would seem that Angelina has finally made her move.

'Took her long enough' n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

I mused, in a normal situation when Angelina enters the dreamscape she will be the one in control, being the ruler that penetrates the dreams, running through hidden memories to get things and putting forth certain conditions into the minds of dreamers and even manipulating the dreams to her own desires to get things done back in the real world.

'But not this time...'

Right now, here, I am the king while Angelina is my lonely prisoner, she will play to my tune and it will be one hell of a tune alright, thus with my control I pretended to sleep directly within the vast space with my mind still controlling all over this realm and thus within a few seconds, Angelina manifested within right within the space, her eyes slowly opening up and the sight she would see of my dreamscape would be an endless beauty.

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Third Person POV:

Angelina just getting used to the traveling of the dreams, slowly opened her eyes, her mind a bit excited on the sight of how the dreamscape of Austin might look, for the dreamscape of a man will represent at times his inner quality, thus with bated breaths Angelina opened her eyes, her breath being stuck on her throat at the sight that greeted her.

She found herself enveloped in a breathtaking panorama of serene beauty, the sky above stretched out endlessly, a canvas of deep midnight blue adorned with a myriad of twinkling stars that shimmered with steadfast honesty. Celestial bodies danced in harmonious rhythm, casting a gentle glow upon the landscape below.

Beneath the celestial spectacle lay a vast expanse of lush meadows, where vibrant wildflowers swayed in the soft breeze, their petals painted in hues of honesty and integrity. Each blade of grass stood tall and proud, a testament to Austin's unwavering commitment to 'truth'.

Majestic oak trees dotted the landscape, their sturdy branches reaching towards the heavens. Their roots delved deep into the earth, anchoring them firmly in the soil of 'integrity'.

Crystal-clear streams meandered through the meadows, their waters flowing with transparency and clarity, mirroring Austin's own 'genuine' nature. The gentle babbling of the brooks whispered tales of sincerity and authenticity.

As Angelina wandered through this ethereal landscape, she couldn't help but be captivated by the sheer beauty and purity that surrounded her. Every aspect of Austin's dream realm spoke volumes about his innermost qualities, painting a portrait of a man whose essence was as 'unblemished' as the stars above.

In this realm of truth and honesty, Angelina found herself completely at a loss, she just couldn't bring herself to believe that Austin really was the man who he showed himself to be, in all her traveling and gazing she had never come to meet upon such a sight, a sight shaking her heart.

'He really is truthful'

A certain striking of the heart in a way never before took place for Angelina as she lost herself for a moment within this beautiful sight in front of her.