Transmigrated With A Resolution System

"That is your life force being sucked up into your beautiful cloud pendant." Mr. Zhao laughed at how clueless this current version of Zephyr was.

"In other words, death is knocking and is out to pull down your door in a few minutes." He looked down at Zephyr with disdain.

All core members of the organization knew of its consequences. This had been the reason for their well-behaved attitude towards their master, the only one who could relieve them of such binding spells.

He had maintained an upper hand with the others as he could manipulate those of lower ranks just like his master.

Right then, Zephyr had inadvertently fallen for his trap and had dared him to do what he wished not to showcase for the time being.

Zephyr's body trembled to the strain it was having on his breathing and body in general. He had his mouth opened so he could take in air manually.

'Make it stop!' He begged in his thoughts, instantly regretting that he had dared such a devil.

"I..." He had tried to voice out his willingness to go through with it.

Mr. Zhao leaned forward, "you'd do what?" He pretended not to understand what he meant.

'You're nothing more than a bully!' Zephyr hissed in his thoughts, angered that he had no other choice than to go along with him.

He looked up at Mr. Zhao with one of his eyes open. He wanted him to feel the hate resonating with him.

The disdain for being under someone else's shadow had forced him to do what he did to Nix and his reputation at the time, but now in this world, he had been coerced to go through with a plan that might put him in danger?

To a reasonable degree, he began to wonder if it would have been better to join Solis as he left or better still join their team with weird bunches.

"Did you say you'd go along with my problem-free task?" He hummed while putting on a big smile.

With no way of responding correctly, he simply nodded his head.

"I don't believe you." Mr. Zhao replied, dismissing his actions.

Frantically shaking his head to the meaning of such words, he forced himself to crawl to Mr. Zhao's feet. He tried to mumble out words, tears freely pouring out.

"Aaack!" He grimaced in nerve-wracking pain and let go of the hem of Mr. Zhao's robe.

His body trembled and shook violently.

Tut!

Tut!

Going down in a squat, he simply shook his head at the sight. "I liked you, I did. You're the first magic user that had earned my recognition, yet you had to have a weird personality change all of a sudden."

He covered his mouth with his hands and looked around his room one more time as if he were searching for something.

Getting up to his feet, he punched a hole right through the wall. "You were meant to be my one ticket to getting back the favor of our master and you had to pop up with goddamn amnesia?! Are you kidding me?!!!" He yelled.

Pushing off all the books he had on his nightstand in rage.

"Now I have another problem on my hands and master doesn't trust me anymore," he continued with a huff, feigning ignorance of what Zephyr was going through.

"Do you know how that feels?!" He hissed.

His anger began to subside after he realized he had been talking to himself for quite some time. There was no way the person wreathing in pain would want to listen to his woes.

​ 'Ease!' He commanded in his thoughts, letting the seal on the pendant reduce its dampening effect.

Gasp!

Cough!

Cough!

Zephyr was glad that he had finally been able to get that excruciating pain out of his system. His back on the floor, he stared at the ceiling for quite some time.

"Zephyr!" Mr. Zhao yelled impatiently.

Jumping to his feet, he staggered back before he got his footing. His vision swirled, he had to close his eyes and place his hand on the wall to keep himself stable.

"Go do as I had ordered, there isn't much time left to get more information on the subject." He reminded.

Inhaling and exhaling, Zephyr nodded his head to the order given.

"As you wish!" Zephyr hissed, trying to curtail his anger toward the man in front of him.

Mr. Zhao knew the sort of relationship that had been established between the two of them, he wasn't in the least bothered that Zephyr would be seeing him in a different light.

'They only know how to obey if a little force is utilized.' He thought to himself.

Click!

"The door is open, your ability can be activated." He explained, nodding to the slightly ajar door.

Zephyr reluctantly nodded his head and immediately thought of where he was tasked to go.

Whoosh!

Mr. Zhao let out a cackle at a backup plan set in place.

Clearing his throat, he picked up a few items under his pillow and went out of the room with one motive in mind–to prove his innocence to his master.

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In room 3,

Solis' hand was suspended in front of the door, unable to bring himself to knock, it had been nearly a day and he had not gotten a word from his sister.

'Would she want to kill me?' He wondered, laughing at himself on the wildness of such an assumption.

They have never been separated for more than half a day. Getting into the organization would only mean that this would be a reoccurring thing.

He wished he could go back to the academy, they would have been less known there than being the target of the one person that he had despised.

Click!

Solis' mouth gaped open at the door flying open.

"Solis?!" Luna mumbled, scratching her eyes so she could be sure of who was right in front of her.

Putting up a big grin, he was about to wave when he was pushed on the chest by Luna.

"How could you break our pact?" She cried in worry and anger.