Transmigrated With A Resolution System

At Fegan's Cottage,

Fegan looks over Hana with welled-up tears in his eyes, it had been a few days since the incident and there was still no sign of her waking up after her strange behavior.

"How would I scale through this Jui?" He mumbled and sniffled loudly.

Wiping the tears before they streamed down his face, he forced a smile and got to his feet.

He needed to go for his regular checking of the barrier, he could only do that to assure their safety after that incident with a zokanar.

Until he was sure he had not found any more threats before he could properly calm down.

Suddenly an idea sparked up in his thoughts, it was best to leave this job for a puppet he created.

"Do as you have been programmed," he carefully explained and sent it off.

Whoosh!

He casually took a seat beside Hana, placing his head on the bedside of her sleeping frame.

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A loud bang could be heard from outside that jolted Fegan to his feet. He rushed to the window of the room to stare outside at the cause of the noise.

"Fegan, I know you'd be in here." A familiar female's voice spoke as soon as she spotted him on the top floor of the cottage.

Fegan stood frozen in disbelief, "Lotus?!"

Lotus was in a blue dress covering her shoulders halfway and flowing down into a modest semi-sweetheart neckline. It's a close fit which gives the dress a relaxed, yet graceful look.

Her arms have been covered just below her elbows. The sleeves start loose and tighten towards the bottom where they form a perfect match with her fair skin.

The dress' waist is thin, but it's a tight fit. A cloth ribbon has been wrapped around her and tied in the front. Below the waist, the dress widens and has a ruffle style towards the bottom. The dress reaches well above her ankles and is the same length all around.

She's wearing wedges, a strange, yet seemingly choice for her clothing.

At her feet was the very puppet he had sent wrapped up in vines and held in place.

Its body shook from the violent but ineffective effort at shrugging off the vines on its body.

'Such a cute creation.' She fawned over the puppet and smiled before raising her head to the window.

Lotus observed that Fegan was reluctant to meet up with her, she waved her hands and blew kisses at him. "Yoohoo! It's your darling Lotus!"

It was at that moment Fegan cringed and snapped to his senses. His mouth involuntarily scrunched up in disgust.

"How the hell did you find me? Are you here to sell me off to them?" He panicked and wondered if she was going to do the latter.

Lotus dropped her hands and frowned. Her eyes glowed and her hand made a crooked gesture before she made a clench.

In effect, the vine crushed the puppet, shattering it into pieces of wood, right after she burst into tears. "How could you think of me that way!!!"

Fegan did a double take on her outburst, none of her actions made any sense and he just stood there as she continued.

"You made me get riled in anger that I destroyed something from nature!!" She burst out in a louder wail, dropping to the floor on her knees.

Fegan looked in and was concerned about leaving Hana to meet up with Lotus.

"Would you shut the hell up?" Fegan snapped, unsure if this was a trap. "How did you find this place?!"

Lotus sniffled and whipped her head up and closed the tears. "I see that doesn't work on you, huh? I came here for something."

Her voice immediately turned chilly and sinister as she approached the cottage door slowly.

Fegan clenched his teeth, he had been right about her faking her tears just to garner some sympathy. "I knew you were faking that cry all along, now you show your true color?!"

Without wasting much time. He had to use his trump card, if she didn't want to tell him how she had gotten through his barrier, then he was going to force out the answers from her.

A part of him began to panic, wondering if she had thought of bringing reinforcements or if they had followed her already and were just waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike.

'Did they send her ahead as a distraction?!' He thought warily, this needed careful thought as he summoned the golden gladiator.

His orange eyes glowed as he made a fist. "You would pay for stepping into my sanctuary!"

The ground shook and caused slight tremors which forced Lotus to the floor on her butt.

A golden hand sprung out from the ground and then another, widening the hole, springing out was the statue and it screeched as it focused its attention on Lotus.

"You would never take her from me, you crazy plant head!" Fegan barked in rage, his body covered in a warm orange aura that resonated on the statue.

All blood drained from Lotus' face. "Fegan, you made a mistake in my intention." She cried.

Refusing to listen to her bunch of lies, he ordered telepathically to the statue to attack and kill the target–Lotus.

Lotus created vines that wrapped around the statue's body as a method of defense, she couldn't bear to be attacked so suddenly and instantly regretted her method of approach.

While the golden statue struggled to get free, easily ripping the vines and making slow progress toward Lotus.

"Fegan, please..." She hopped on several branches she had pulled in her direction so she could get to the top window of the cottage and personally speak with him.

Fegan let out a snicker, "it would seem you have lost your touch with nature."

Lotus had not understood what he meant by that, but just then, she felt a wooden hand hold onto the hem of her dress.

A shiver ran down her spine as she turned around in panic only to spot a puppet and several others hiding on the branches that lurched onto her, forcing her down.

The ground trembled and Lotus was still underneath all the puppets. When she raised her head, to her horror the first thing she saw was the huge golden feet of the statue two feet away.