"Nnnngghh."
A moan of pleasure came out of her mouth as she felt warm sunlight gently touch her skin, feeling like she had the best sleep in a while as she stretched her body and opened her eyes, feeling refreshed.
She then scanned her surroundings with a furrowed brow, seeing that she was in an unfamiliar room and feeling a little confused, before the memory of what happened last night flashed into her mind.
She sat up in a hurry with panic as she unconsciously reached her right hand toward her hip, only to find out that she had been stripped of all her equipment and was only wearing her underwear.
As she sat on top of the bed feeling a little lost, she sensed someone behind the door as the door slowly opened with a click, and she saw a girl enter the room.
"Oh? You're already awake? That's good, it's just in time."
The girl approached her and stood beside the bed. As she could see her appearance clearly now, her body tensed up when she got near her; she could sense that she was above her level in terms of power.
She has the appearance of a beautiful girl with fair skin, blonde hair tied in a ponytail, eyes the color of coral, and she wears a skin-tight black bodysuit that has silver edges covering her entire body, and there is also a ninja sword strapped to her back.
"Who are you?"
She eyed her with suspicion; she remembered that the one who defeated her was a young alchemist called Nfirea, not the young girl in front of her.
"You are Clementine, right? My name is Tira, the subordinate of Nfirea Bareare. You must have a lot of questions, but for now, wear this."
The girl named Tira said, as she reached her hand toward the pouch on her hip, taking something from it and throwing it toward her.
She looked at the item in front of her, which seemed to be an ordinary shirt and shorts, albeit a high-quality one, as she hesitated for a moment before she wore it, feeling a bit awkward talking in just her underwear.
"Now then, follow me."
Tira ordered after she wore the clothes and then turned around toward the door, while she got down from her bed, grumbling and feeling annoyed as she couldn't do anything but follow her.
She needed to be patient for now as she didn't have her weapon, and she needed to gather more information to understand her current situation so she could escape from here.
As she followed Tira out of the room, she couldn't help but glance at her face, seeing that her skin looked glowing and a smile of happiness spread across her face as she wondered what was going on with her.
"Is there something wrong with my face?"
Maybe she stared for too long as Tira turned toward her with a raised eyebrow, while she instantly came up with an excuse.
"Nothing, I was just wondering how you achieved your strength at your age."
She lied, but she also felt curious about her, as reaching the realm of heroes is not that easy, especially when she is younger than her.
"My master Nfirea is a great alchemist; he can make a potion that can accelerate someone's growth. That is how I can achieve my current power."
Tira explained while puffing up her voluptuous chest, and she could sense that she was really proud of her master.
Thinking about her explanation, she couldn't help but feel tempted by a potion like that, as she could imagine that she would be far more powerful if she kept drinking it before training.
She wondered why the Theocracy didn't give her a potion like that when she was still in their service as a member of the Black Scripture.
But then she remembered hearing from her former comrade that alchemy is a rather difficult discipline, even among other caster classes.
In fact, the only one she knew who reached the realm of heroes was Nfirea. The last she ever heard of an alchemist reaching that level was two hundred years ago, when evil spirits were more common.
As she is in deep thought, they finally reach the first floor where she can see Nfirea sitting on the sofa while crossing his legs, which she assumes to be the living room, while reading a book.
"Master, I brought her."
Nfirea looks up from the book he is reading while glancing toward them. He then puts his book into his inventory as Tira lightly jogs toward him and sits beside him, taking cookies from the glass table in front of her and then munching on them, making him shake his head in exasperation.
He then turns toward her while pointing to the sofa in front of him and says, "Clementine, you can sit in front of me."
The moment she hears that, she feels a strange force weighing on her, and she feels compelled to do what he says as she obediently sits in front of him, feeling slightly confused.
"It's surprising that you don't try to run away."
"Mmph, I know my own place."
She says that while glancing at Tira, who is happily munching on cookies as she sees Nfirea nodding his head in understanding.
"I am glad you understand that, saving me the hassle."
"Enough of that, what do you want from me?"
She gets straight to the point; based on how nothing bad has happened to her so far, besides her equipment being taken away, he clearly wants something more from her.
"Oh? Didn't she explain it to you?"
Nfirea's face scrunched up in confusion as he turned his head toward Tira with a questioning look while Tira turned her head away, avoiding his stare.
"I forgot."
"Haaaaah... after searching, you seem to just want some revenge for how I treated you last night; no need to hide it."
She can see Tira's cheek slowly redden when Nfirea said that as she turned her head toward him while she playfully stuck her tongue out at him, making his eyebrows furrow and his face turn into displeasure.
She watched all of that with blank eyes, feeling irritated that she was being ignored, and she also felt a bit jealous seeing how close they were, before she shook her head to get rid of that thought and coughed to get their attention.
"Ahem!"
"Ah! Sorry about that, Clementine. It seems I need to punish her more so she can be more obedient."
"Hey!"
Nfirea kept looking at her and ignored Tira's indignant shout as he opened his mouth to continue his explanation.
"Anyway, from now on, you are my subordinate."
She furrowed her brow upon hearing that as a feeling of anger grew in her heart while she opened her mouth to let out her displeasure.
"And what makes you believe I want to be your subordinate?"
"Because you already are."
"What?"
She felt dumbfounded hearing his words and the certainty in his tone; it felt ridiculous to her.
"What makes you say that?"
"Kneel."
She widened her eyes as her body moved on its own without her input, and she kneeled toward him, feeling confused.
"When you slept, I cast a spell that can make me have total control over you. So yeah, you are already mine."
"No way!"
She instantly denied that, as doing something like that is practically impossible without an artifact from the Six Great Gods. She then tried to move and resist his order, but all she could do was shake her head and change her expression.
"Heh! Try as much as you can; it's useless."
She heard Tira's voice mocking her, but she didn't want to give up, so she used greater force to push herself out of the kneeling position. She even used her martial arts to strengthen her body.
"Aaaaaaahhh!!"
After several minutes of screaming and struggling, she still didn't move even one inch, and it finally dawned on her that she was totally under his control, as her face darkened, feeling that she was truly loss.
"You already done? Please, don't cry."
"I am not!"
She looked up and glared at Nfirea for insulting her, and then she felt pissed off seeing his smug face looking down at her. If she were released from this state, she was going to punch his face immediately.
"You can move."
She instantly rushed toward him as she pulled her right hand back to punch him, but just before her fist hit his face, she suddenly stopped moving, she realized what had happened as she sat back on the sofa while huffing in displeasure.
"Calm down, it is not that bad."
She took a deep breath to calm her chaotic emotions before she sharply looked up at him while gesturing with her chin for him to continue his explanation.
"Although I can totally control you, including your emotions and thoughts—"
She felt her heart sink when she heard that, but she continued listening to him.
"I feel that really is boring, so like Tira here, you have some degree of freedom, besides accepting my orders or doing something that goes against me."
She closed her eyes in thought, analyzing all the positives and negatives. After several minutes of silence, she opened her eyes and asked him something.
"I have one question."
"Yes?"
"Am I going to be your sex slave?"
Silence greeted her when she said that as she saw him avert his eyes from her while she saw Tira pouting at him, making her let out a long sigh as she accepted her fate of being a slave.
"A-Anyway! It's not just that I called you here; I want to give you something."
She thought he really looked pathetic when he seemed to be desperate to change the topic, but she also felt curious about what he was going to give her as she saw him take something quite big from his inventory.
Thud!
"Here, you can use it."
A black square box longer than half her height was placed on top of the table in front of her as she observed it in confusion before she looked up toward him with a questioning look.
"What's wrong?"
He tilted his head in confusion, but she just silently stared at him as she still felt displeased that she had turned into a slave.
After a minute of staring at each other, she felt something probe her mind, and she saw him letting out a sigh while grumbling about her disobedience.
The square box is opened with a click, and she can see inside it a strange metallic staff that has a really weird design, and there is a cylinder attached to it that she doesn't know the purpose of.
"What is that thing?"
"It's called a sniper."
She looks up at him and tilts her head in confusion, hearing that term for the first time.
"Sniper?"
"Yes, it is a really good and powerful weapon."
He looks at her with a grin of malice as she feels more curious and interested in the weapon now.