Chapter 125: Feeling bad (1/2)

How to determine that someone was a traitor?

For others, this was a complicated and lengthy process, involving suspicions, interrogation, and breach of trust.

But for him?

There was one great way to verify.

...The mirror dimension…

The first principle of his was dimension. Anyone aside from him who entered this dimension would have their emotions toward him inverted.

Meaning, someone like Milia or Camelia who has an overwhelming love for him would have overwhelming hatred instead.

When Sol first discovered this power, he began to think about the possible limitations and discovered some potentially big problems in this situation.

Firstly, most people didn't have such great love or hatred towards him.

Most people were indifferent or neutral. Even if their feelings were inverted, the difference wouldn't be large.

Secondly, most beings didn't work on emotions alone.

They also had their rationality. There was nothing scarier than an intelligent being.

Even if Milia entered his dimension, logically speaking with her rationality, she should understand that what she feels were not her true feelings.

At least in theory this should be so.

But in reality, it seemed like he had underestimated his power.

This afternoon, before going toward the Gorfard Mansion, he had tested his power with Milia.

When she entered his dimension, the results were startling. She did really try to kill him, with absolutely no reasoning left.

This allowed him to determine a second principle; no one who entered his dimensions could control their feelings through reason. In fact, despite their inversion, they became extremely honest…

This understanding brought him to now,

”Ares, do you want to try something?”

Until now, Sol had always been hesitant about using these features of his power. After all, this was basically like mind manipulation.

But now wasn't the time for such naive consideration. From now on, he had to advance with the notion that the entire Highland family couldn't be trusted. Even though this way of thinking might be harsh, it was the best one.

”What do you mean?” Ares who was still reeling from the ruthless way Sol slapped Leonard asked in confusion.

Sol didn't bother answering Ares as he stood in front of him and placed his hand on Ares's shoulder.

”Transfer.”

From Ares's point of view, the world around him suddenly began to twist.

He instinctively tried to free himself, but sadly, the grip on his shoulder was simply too strong.

”Don't resist. I won't hurt you.”

Hearing this, Ares hesitated a little, and this moment of hesitation was all Sol needed.

Suddenly, the world around them changed to a dead monochrome color...