Chapter 114: Guiding Tain

"Fula, how do you feel Tain is doing?"

Roko asked.

Fula raised her head, her heterochromatic eyes—one deep blue, the other shattered gold—looking at Roko.

"Meow."

She responded softly.

"He is very lively, Roko."

"He seems curious about everything."

"It's just that his power seems a bit unstable."

There was a hint of imperceptible worry in Fula's tone.

Roko nodded.

"Mm, his power has just awakened; it's normal for it to be unstable."

"We need to guide him slowly and help him become familiar with and control his own power."

His gaze fell upon Tain, his eyes deep.

Tain quickly finished the dried meat and licked his mouth, still wanting more.

He seemed full of interest in everything around him, playing to his heart's content.

Roko signaled for Fula to step back a distance.

He wanted to see if Tain would still unconsciously release flames without deliberate guidance.

Tain seemed to notice Roko's gaze.

He stopped playing, trotted over to Roko's feet on his short legs, rubbed his furry little head against Roko's pant leg, and let out an affectionate purr.

Roko reached out and gently stroked the two small, slightly protruding horns on Tain's forehead.

The little horns were warm, carrying a strange energy fluctuation.

Just then, perhaps sensing Roko's closeness, Tain's emotions seemed a bit agitated.

He let out an excited cry.

"Ming!"

With that cry, a small cluster of dark red flames abruptly erupted from his open little mouth.

The flame wasn't large, only the size of a fist, but it carried a scorching heatwave.

The surrounding air distorted slightly because of it.

"Meow!"

Fula let out a low cry and subconsciously took a small step back.

The flame had appeared too suddenly.

Roko's eyes, however, narrowed.

Here it comes.

He observed that cluster of dark red flames carefully.

The color of the flame was much deeper than his own golden Battle Qi flames, and its form was wilder, dancing as if it had a life of its own.

Tain seemed startled by the flame he had spat out himself.

He stared blankly at the flame burning in the air, his dark red pupils filled with confusion.

The flame burned in the air for a few seconds before extinguishing on its own.

"It seems his control over fire is still at the most primitive, instinctual stage."

Roko thought to himself.

"Fula, go prepare some non-flammable things."

"Let's try to guide Tain."

Fula nodded and turned to leave quickly.

Soon, Fula returned carrying several stones of various sizes and an abandoned iron shield.

Roko signaled for her to place the stones and the iron shield in the center of the clearing.

"Tain, come here."

Roko beckoned to Tain.

Tain trotted over happily, looking up at Roko with his little head, seemingly waiting for new instructions.

Roko pointed to the largest stone.

"Tain, try using that... um, flame you just used on it."

He tried to use simple words, hoping Tain could understand.

Tain tilted his head, seemingly struggling to understand Roko's meaning.

He looked at the stone, then at Roko, and opened his little mouth.

He let out a low growl, his small body arching slightly, as if gathering strength.

However, a few seconds passed, and nothing happened.

Tain blinked his eyes in confusion.

A hint of worry appeared on Fula's face.

"Master, he doesn't seem to know how to control it yet."

Roko smiled slightly.

"No rush, take it slow."

He pointed at the stone again, his tone even gentler.

"Tain, imagine there is a warm flame coming out of your body, touching that stone."

Tain listened, seemingly understanding a little.

He opened his little mouth again; this time, a faint spark emerged, then quickly extinguished.

"Progress."

Roko encouraged.

Tain seemed to feel Roko's encouragement and appeared even more excited.

He took a deep breath, his little chest puffing out.

"Hoo!"

This time, a small, real ball of flame shot out from his mouth.

The flame was only the size of an infant's fist, flying crookedly toward the stone.

*Pat. *

The flame hit the stone, splashing a few sparks, then extinguished.

A small, scorched mark remained on the stone's surface.

"Very good! Tain, you're amazing!"

Roko did not skimp on his praise.

Tain jumped a few times in place happily, his tail wagging like a little windmill.

Fula also smiled.

"Meow, he learned it."

Mike watched from the side, amazed.

"This little thing is actually quite interesting."

"He learned to understand commands so quickly."

For the rest of the time, Roko patiently guided Tain.

He had Tain try spitting fire at stones of different sizes and also at the iron shield.

Tain seemed to have gotten addicted to it.

He spat out flames again and again.

The size and power of the flames were also gradually increasing.

From the initial infant-fist size, it slowly became a child's fist size, then an adult's fist size.

The color of the flame also changed from the initial dark red to something deeper, as if lava were flowing within it.

The iron shield hissed as it was scorched by his flames, its surface quickly becoming charred black.

However, as Tain released flames more frequently, Roko keenly sensed something wrong.

Although the power of Tain's flames was increasing, they were becoming increasingly unstable.

Sometimes, the flames would suddenly become abnormally violent, splashing in all directions uncontrollably.

A few times, they nearly burned Fula and Mike nearby.

Fortunately, Roko reacted quickly, using his Battle Qi to extinguish the out-of-control sparks in time.

Fula's face turned somewhat pale.

"Master, Tain seems to be losing control."

Mike was also scared into retreating repeatedly.

"This, this is too dangerous!"

Roko's brow also furrowed slightly.

He could feel that the bloodline power within Tain was becoming increasingly active and harder to harness.

It was like a child who had just received a powerful toy, knowing only how to use it blindly without knowing how to control it.

"Tain, stop, rest for a moment."

Roko tried to calm Tain down.

But Tain, at this moment, seemed immersed in the pleasure of releasing his power.

He couldn't hear Roko at all, continuing to spit flames excitedly.

"Ming! Ming!"

His cries also carried a hint of inexplicable excitement.

Suddenly.

"Hoo!"

A dark red flame, several times more violent than any before, suddenly surged from Tain's mouth!

This flame was no longer the small fireball from before, but a thick pillar of fire!

The fire pillar carried a destructive aura, instantly swallowing the iron shield!

*Crack! *

The sturdy iron shield actually emitted a sound of shattering under the scorching of the fire pillar!

Immediately after, the fire pillar seemed to lose control, violently sweeping in all directions!

"Careful!"

Roko's expression changed; he grabbed Fula and Mike and retreated quickly.

A scorching wave rushed toward them, and the air was filled with a pungent, burnt smell.

The grass on the ground instantly turned to ash under the sweep of the flames.

"Tain!"

Fula let out a cry of alarm.

They saw that the violent fire pillar, after raging out of control, had actually begun to backfire on its master!

The flames, as if possessing life, quickly rolled back toward Tain's small body!

"No!"

Roko's heart tightened.

Tain seemed to sense the danger too.

He let out a terrified shriek, trying to dodge, but it was too late.

The surging dark red flames instantly swallowed his small body completely.

"Meow! Tain!"

Fula wanted to rush forward regardless of anything.

"Don't go over! It's dangerous!"

Roko grabbed her.

At this moment, the flames around Tain were incredibly violent, and the temperature was terrifyingly high.

Even he dared not approach easily.

Tain, wrapped in flames, let out a miserable, shrill scream.

His small body struggled and rolled violently in the flames.

The dark red scales shimmered with an ominous light under the reflection of the flames.

"Master! Save him quickly!"

Fula was so anxious that tears were about to fall.

Although she hadn't spent much time with Tain, she had already developed deep feelings for the little guy.

Roko's expression was grave to the extreme.

【Name: Tain】

【Race: Ancient Bloodline Heterogeneous Orc (Juvenile Stage)】

【Level: Juvenile Stage (Dangerous!)】

【Talent: S+ (Bloodline Power Runaway!)】

【Status: Vital signs dropping rapidly! Near self-immolation!】

【Favorability: 100 (Life and death together)】

【Loyalty: 100 (Never betray)】

【Ability: Primary Flame Control (Out of control!)】

Bloodline power runaway!

Vital signs dropping rapidly!

Near self-immolation!

These glaring words made Roko's heart sink abruptly.

The situation was even worse than he had imagined!

An S+ talent was indeed a double-edged sword.

The power it brought was incredibly strong, but the risk of losing control was equally huge.

"Damn it!"

Roko cursed under his breath.

He could not watch Tain die just like that.

"Fula, you and Mike retreat to a safe place!"

Roko's voice was unquestionable.

"But, Master Roko..."

Fula still wanted to say something.

"Go!"

Roko shouted sternly.

Fula bit her lip, pulled the still-shaken Mike, and retreated quickly to the edge of the backyard.

Roko took a deep breath, his eyes becoming incredibly firm.

The 【Flame Griffin Breathing Method】 within his body instantly operated to its limit!

*Hum! *

A massive golden flame Battle Qi surged from his body, forming a dazzling flame shield on his surface.

Facing Tain's violent dark red flames, he had to go all out.

"Tain! Hold on!"

Roko roared, braving the scorching heatwave, and walked step by step toward Tain, who was swallowed by flames.

The closer he got, the higher the temperature.

The air seemed to be burning.

Roko's skin felt waves of stinging pain.

But he did not retreat in the slightest.

He extended his right hand, the golden flame Battle Qi condensing in his palm, forming a constantly rotating flame vortex.

If two flame powers of different attributes collided violently, the consequences would be unimaginable.

But he had no choice.

Finally, he reached Tain.

Through the raging dark red flames, he could see Tain's small, painfully struggling figure.

Tain's screams were becoming weaker and weaker.

His life force was fading rapidly. "Now!"

Roko's eyes narrowed, his right hand thrust forward, passing through the layer of violent dark red flames, and grabbed Tain's body!

*Sizzle! *

The moment the two flames touched, they emitted a harsh, explosive sound!

An unimaginable scorching pain traveled from Roko's palm!

Roko groaned, veins bulging on his forehead.

But he didn't let go; instead, he grabbed Tain tighter.

Enduring the intense pain, he continuously injected his pure golden flame Battle Qi into Tain's body.

At the same time, he operated the 【Flame Griffin Breathing Method】 with all his might, attempting to influence and comb through the chaotic bloodline power within Tain through the special rhythm of the breathing method.

The Flame Griffin emblem unique to the Raymond family on his chest also became slightly hot at this moment, emitting a strange fluctuation.

This fluctuation seemed to resonate with the 【Flame Griffin Breathing Method】.

At first, the bloodline flames within Tain strongly rejected Roko's Battle Qi.

The two powers collided violently in his hands, as if they wanted to tear his arm apart.

Roko's face became increasingly pale, and sweat beads the size of beans rolled down his forehead.

But he still gritted his teeth and held on.

He could feel Tain's life force fading bit by bit.

If he didn't find a way to control the situation, Tain would truly be beyond saving.

"Tain! I am Roko! Listen to me!"

Roko used all his strength, conveying his will to Tain through the slave mark.

"It's working!"

Roko felt a surge of joy.

He immediately seized the opportunity and pushed the 【Flame Griffin Breathing Method】 to its limit.

He carefully guided the massive and chaotic bloodline power within Tain to circulate through Tain's meridians according to the specific trajectory of the breathing method.

This process was exceptionally difficult.

Tain's bloodline power was too massive and too primitive.

A slight carelessness could lead to another loss of control.

Roko was fully focused, not daring to be distracted in the slightest.

Sweat flowed down his forehead like a stream, soaking his clothes.

Time passed, second by second.

He didn't know how long it had been.

Perhaps it was just an instant, or perhaps it was a long few centuries.

The raging dark red flames on Tain's body finally began to weaken gradually.

The color of the flames also gradually became softer from the previous violent dark red.

Tain's screams also gradually subsided.

His small body no longer struggled so violently.

Roko could feel that the chaotic bloodline power within Tain was being combed through and tamed bit by bit.

Although the process was very slow, it was indeed moving in a good direction.

Finally.

When the last wisp of out-of-control flame was successfully guided by Roko into an unknown area within Tain's body.

Tain's body trembled violently, then became completely quiet.

The flames wrapping his body also retreated like a tide, finally disappearing completely.

Only charred marks remained on the ground, along with the scorching heat that had not yet dissipated in the air.