After his mother disappeared, Ves fell silent for a time.
Eventually, he directed his attention to Lucky, who appeared completely relaxed as he snoozed without a care in the world.
\"You’re so unreliable. Who do you really look up to, me or my mother?\"
He knew there was no use putting some sense in his cat, so he instead climbed out of his bed and moved over to the collapsed form of his bodyguard.
Though it unnerved him a bit to sleep while she remained on guard within his room, he felt better if there was someone in the room to react against unauthorized intrusions.
His mother’s casual intrusion into his hotel room vindicated his decision. Yet her very appearance also proved that two of his most trusted guards, namely Nitaa and Lucky, weren’t capable of fending off against every intruder!
Ves kicked Nitaa’s body. She remained out cold. \"How did mother manage to do this?\"
The more he met his mother, the more it became clear that she possessed a much greater mastery of spiritual techniques. He would have loved to learn how to prod someone unconscious by leveraging his Spirituality in a certain way.
\"That’s another thing my mother didn’t teach me.\" He grimaced.
Rather than gift him a pair of incomplete wedding rings, he would rather receive a manual on spiritual power! Why didn’t she give him that instead?! Was she afraid of the Five Scrolls Compact’s copyright police or something?!
Above all else, his was anything but forthcoming about her past, her difficulties and her secrets. Her silence on the questions simmering in his mind frustrated him to no end!
Ves also realized that he and his mother had more things in common than he thought. It wasn’t as if he’d been generous with his secrets towards his closest companions either, and he didn’t plan to change that anytime soon.
Nitaa and Calabast may know a bit more about him than he was comfortable with, but that was because they found out his secrets outside of his control.
\"Secrets... they’re great if you can keep them, but awful if someone else withholds them from you.\" He depressingly mused. \"I hate being on the other end.\"
If his mother was anything like himself, then he shouldn’t be surprised that she would want to keep him out of her orbit. At his current state, he could hardly be of assistance to her besides from acting as her spiritual energy battery.
\"What is up with that?\" He frowned.
He tried observing her with his spiritual senses and spiritual vision. He encountered nothing but walls that hindered him assessing her true spiritual state.
Yet normally, mothers didn’t drain the vigor of their sons. So what compelled her to steal his spiritual energy as if he was a smoothie?
\"Is there a problem with her spiritual state?\"
If Ves assumed that his mother truly died but managed to retain a sliver of life as a ghost or something, then she may not have come back to life unscathed.
The evidence strongly pointed towards a deficiency of some sorts. Perhaps she lost her capability to replenish her spiritual energy, thereby making her dependent on external sources to maintain a healthy level of spiritual strength.
\"There’s always a price.\" He whispered. \"The greater the benefit, the greater the price. I’d imagine clawing yourself out of the maws of death must be a very expensive price indeed.\"
He became a bit concerned about her dependence on the crystal builder leader’s body. Though she made his body her own, he doubted that the crystalline body provided her with the right conditions to bring her back to life.
Ves wondered if he could give her a better body by designing one on his own. Human size, of course.
\"I doubt my mother wants to become a mech in her second life.\" He muttered.
All of this was largely moot since his mother did not wish to impose on him. She abundantly made it clear that she wished him to live his own life away from the entanglements that continued to tie down his father and his mother.
For now, he had no choice but to go along with their arrangements. Hopefully, that would be different one day, but that was very far away.
\"She really has a point.\" He closed his eyes. \"The best way for me to go forward is to keep my head down and progress in the background. I’ll only endanger myself if I try to get involved.\"
Ves had the sense that his parents were even willing to die in some forgotten place in the Nyxian Gap if that was what it took to cut off further pursuit! This was their true love towards him. They unhesitatingly placed his own wellbeing above their own!
Once dawn began to break, Nitaa slowly awoke from her forced sleep. She immediately realized that she’d been taken out!
If not for Ves leisurely enjoying his breakfast in his room, she would have gone crazy!
\"My apologies, sir! I was derelict with my duties!\"
\"It’s not a big deal, Nitaa. The person who came into my room was.. not easy to deal with. She’s friendly though, so nothing happened to me. I still have Lucky to protect me, so I was never completely left alone.\"
Nothing serious happened to him except for losing half of his spiritual energy reserves. Ves had already retrieved the excess spiritual energy he previously dumped into his P-stone, but he still felt a bit lethargic and in no mood to design a mech anytime soon!
Fortunately, with his Grand Dynamo working at full tilt, the temporary shortfall no longer weighed on him as much as it used to. Where he previously needed months or years to recover his losses, now he’d be as good as new in less than two weeks.
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