Chapter 6: What Am I Going to Do With You?

Only the imperial family had this kind of ability, to seal the fire that the 12 ordained knights possessed.

"Did the crown prince do something to you before you parted ways?" Demion asked.

I lowered my head and my eyes turned to the corner, thinking of the kiss.

Yes, He did something to me but is there any unawkward way to say it right now?

"So he did" he stated while observing my reactions.

The purpose is to seal Callixa's fire. A fire that I am unable to use anyway.

Does that kiss mean nothing at all? All the gentle touching and expressions were all to shut the fire inside.

But the emotions coming from him, I know it's genuine.

Never mind, It is not important anymore.

It is like the story of the moth on the fire or a Venus flytrap plant. The flames attract evil forms and once caught they will be burned to ashes. Both the roots and the guilty.

I am the bait of my flames.

Does that mean that I am like a succubus?

It's supposed to burn those perverts! And protect me but I am almost... because...

I should have known. Probably, the prince wants me to suffer as a form of revenge since he said that death is not enough for my punishment.

Like an older brother, Demion pats my head which makes me flinch. I wonder how on earth is this tomboy so petite and slender that everything around her is quite big.

I looked at him and then he spoke, "Is anything wrong?" He asked with a concerned expression. "You are not the type who will make that face," He added.

"I..." I looked away and continued," I lost my memories." I said.

After a few minutes of silence, he burst out in laughter saying. "That's funny".

"Quit it" he continues, ignoring me.

He stopped when he saw me crying. He turned guilty and clueless.

As he held me against his frame trying to comfort me as a child.

"I see... you're telling the truth, I guess" he stated.

The only solution he knows. Although it was very awkward on his side.

"Why can't you just let me die?" Please let me die," I uttered giving him the responsibility for my death for I was scared to take my life on my own.

They are still expecting Callixa to come back.

He stood up and spoke solemnly. "Stop it" The atmosphere started to change.

"This is very unlike you. We will squeeze out the crazy, carefree optimist stupid tomboy from inside you again. Don't be afraid to be yourself and survive." He said scolding me.

"If you have to cry then cry, if you feel awkward then be awkward, if you're scared, cry but don't stay paralyzed in that state. You are Callixa! You always scold me to be like this and to be like that but now you are shredded into pieces. Listen, little bro! I'll protect you! So, recover."

His words cut deeper in me. I, Zana, used to be a cheerful kid before my gift of transmigration reached its activation peak.

I have a younger brother in my world. I was worried about him. It is only me and him left so I am desperate to return.

But this is how it feels to have an older brother and to have someone I can depend on.

I hope this will help.

I got this feeling that he would not hurt me.

"So, what am I like? What can I do?" I asked. Wanting to know who is Callixa in other people's eyes.

"You have the sharpest sense of smell," he said.

I was confused for a while thinking about what on earth is he saying. Is he saying it in a literal manner?

He then laughed explaining it to me.

"How should I put this," he said looking aside composing his words for explanation.

"You can smell if something is wrong about a place. You describe it to me like. You can smell intangible things in a non-existent manner like you can smell something we can't smell it is the same as seeing something that other people cannot see," he explained but it didn't help a bit. It even makes it more vague.

"You said like dying people are exerting and surrounded by smoke-like aura and you smell it from them. You can smell the places and identify places according to their scent. You can smell evil, death, motives, contamination, presence, aura and bad omens without any visible omens"

I slowly comprehend what he is saying. To cut it short, he simply means that I am a sniffing dog?

I smiled at him awkwardly as he pulled away from the topic to change it.

"Well, among all the knights in the order you are the closest to the imperial family." He said but I already know about this.

He paused a little and continued.

"And hmm.. you are the most creative and unpredictable. You invented new ways of using your resources to get the outcome you want" he said.

"I said it, this is something I admire about you and I uhm... I did want to tell you this but if this is something that will help you to push on living. I want to bet" he said.

"The issue is still seething but we cannot lose an asset of the empire. While it is being handled upon. I'll be assigned to take care of you and protect you. Callix you are important to the empire," He added.

I was speechless at how he described Callixa and how he stand on his principles and mission.

So, this is how knights are?

I stood up facing him. I gently reach for his hand and utter. "Okay, please help me as you say"

I am worried about my younger brother but if I was trapped here. It is better to look for something that will help me return to my world and I wonder... I wonder why I was not able to think about this previously. Maybe I was overwhelmed by everything that was happening and my mind was occupied by negative things.

Meanwhile.

Way back into the castle hidden from the eyes of all people inside the kingdom.

The crown prince went into his chamber. Everything around was in its luxurious form yet nothing was enough to ease his anxiousness.

Like a mere marionette, he was held frozen and seated on his desk, in front of a grandeur mirror, where he didn't even have a moment to gaze upon.

A figure was reflected. From behind someone appears, continuously blabbering things to him.

However, he doesn't care what on earth is the scolding this time.

When he did not respond the figure that was approaching, reached him and held him forcefully on his jaw.

He did not even move or flicker because of the state he was in.

"I should loosen you a little since I wanted to see your suffering face," Says the insane man.

And when the control loosened, allowing his facial expression to be released. The temper that was held back all this time shows.

He glared at him. "How dare a lowly creature like you do this to me!" Prince Leran exclaimed.

"I'm a scientist prince and we are not lowly creatures. We are geniuses! It is rude for you to call me a lowly creature but anyway, I just love how pitiful you are looking right now but it didn't change the fact that..." he paused.

He grabbed him by the collar and exclaimed.

"You let my prey go!" He inferiorate.

He released him allowing the prince to fall on the floor.

"I should track that little missy with all my might" he stated.

"Either using the power within your walls or the power outside" he claimed.

"Do not touch her" said the Crown Prince.

The mad scientist burst into laughter. "What!? Are you still under the influence of the drug I used?"

"Are you blaming me for what you've done?" he blurted freeing himself from guilt. "It is not my hands. It is yours! You should never forget that she holds abhorrence because of what you've done," he left completely satisfied with the triumphant feeling he held inside.

"I can't believe how much dose I used..." he said as he left.