Transmigrated With A Resolution System

Unable to take his look anymore, she gave in. "I would rather tell my friend about what I know, it's better to have the trust of my friend who was wronged than be hated because it looked like I had joined the opposing side."

Lank stared guilt-ridden as he applied it to himself, he had thought he and Obsidian's plans were for the best, but when he considered Gia's perspective, he was at loss for words.

Settling on her tummy, he looked up at the ceiling and was deep in thought. With his hands clasped, he wondered if he would ever be the friend they had vowed to be.

His actions had proved that he had not trusted Nix enough for him to face part of the truth.

He could rightly place what she meant by Nix hating him for it if he finds out the truth himself.

Gia stroked his hair as she allowed him to take in her advice. He needed to know it was much more dangerous to let the issue prolong.

"Thanks, Gia." He said in a whisper, a smile present.

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In a secret bunker,

Mr. Zhao ruffled his hair and pushed off several papers on a blackboard.

He stomped his feet and let out a yell in rage. Gaviel had done enough damage to his reputation after leaving and now someone was trying to frame him for the incident in the forbidden room?!

Turning around, he cast a dangerous glare at Ayanami, clenching his teeth as he slapped his hand on a metal desk. "What did you say is happening now?"

Ayanami bowed and cleared her throat before she began to recount all she had heard from the leader, Sesa, and Arion.

Bam!

The whole place shook due to his punch on the blackboard, a crack in its place split it in half.

Ayanami took six steps back to give him enough space to thrash anything within his reach. She was more concerned about the bunk caving in as she saw tiny rubbles drop.

'I just had to side with this old geezer.' She sneered in her thoughts knowing how dangerous it was to be seen with him.

She put up a smile as she waited for him to get out of the phase of destructive anger.

When Mr. Zhao had let out one last exhale and his chest heaving slightly, she raised her head to continue with what Sesa had planned on doing.

"They are after you, sir." She warned. She knew Arion better than Mr. Zhao, he was crazy when he needed to be.

After his demeanor with the weird lady, she feared this was a weird match that might be a bad match for them.

The leader favored Sesa, Arion could let loose as he had done in the sparring session. He never followed the rules just like her and had a more dangerous ability.

"Sir, you're in danger." She concluded, her face serious with concern.

She owed him her life after he had helped her out of the shit hole academy, that was her one ticket at gaining a higher ground and she took it.

She had hated that her plans were foiled by Fae, but was glad when she heard about her death. In her thoughts, this was a way of killing two birds with one stone–hurting the one competition she had with Nix's attention and getting rid of the one who ruined her plans for Gia.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a peal of crazed laughter from Mr. Zhao. He took her words lightly and made no effort to act on them.

"You really think it's that easy to be our organization's head, right-hand man?" He flashed a grin in Ayanami's way.

Ayanami couldn't understand the workings of the organization as well as Mr. Zhao so she couldn't give a proper answer to the question he raised.

Her snake pendant's eyes glistened as it served as a mediator for Obsidian to see and listen in on their conversation.

~Gotcha!~

Mr. Zhao paced about, thinking of a counter plan for the search on him. Ayanami needed to keep a low profile and pretend to be in search of him as well. There must not be a way of this leaking out to the rest.

"You need to leave soon," he pushed her so she could go focus on his order.

"But sir," she struggled to be allowed to move of her free will. "What if I don't find the elixir before they do?"

~So they are after it as well, huh? Interesting~

Zephyr hissed at her response, unwilling to take failure as a response. This was his one way of getting the upper hand now.

He had been accused of something he didn't do? Then he was determined to do just what they thought him off. His loyalty to the organization was worth nothing if he could be pointed out among the rest and made to pay for something he didn't do.

"You will find it, all you need to do is take this scale." He passed on a black scale of a dragon and handed it to her.

Ayanami gasped at the strange occurrence of the scale. "How is this in your possession, Sir?"

"That doesn't matter," he hushed. "What matters is that this would make your job easier."

Ayanami stared at the scale and scrunched her face in confusion. How was she meant to use a palm-sized scale to find the elixir?

She still didn't know of the elixir's use and was skeptical about why everyone wanted it or why someone was bold enough to steal it.

"I just have a feeling the perpetrator is still within these walls," Mr. Zhao whispered. "When that scale is close to anyone that has the elixir, it sends a signal to the scale and it begins to burn."

~Oh no! This is bad!~

Ayanami's eyes doubled in size at the new revelation. She immediately frowned as something dawned on her, "what if this thing burns me?!"