Transmigrated into a reversed world
Chapter 122 - 122- Love, take care.

The next day, Cyra woke up reluctantly. She felt the sun shining through the curtains and yawned, still feeling tired.

She glanced at the side of the bed and saw a sleepy figure beside her. Leaning in, she kissed him softly before climbing off the bed.

Checking the time, she saw it was 10 a.m., and a message notified her that the Aerodynes was in the way.

She stretched and headed into the bathroom. Standing under the shower, she sighed as the cold water cascaded over her skin.

Even after her bath, her lethargy lingered. She walked as if sleepwalking, though she was fully aware of her surroundings.

Tying her hair in a ponytail, she slipped into a pair of comfortable jeans that showed off her long legs. She casually picked out a top, and as usual, all her clothes shared one common trait: they were black.

She went downstairs to her cold room and took a bottle out and sat in the armchair waiting for the Aerodynes to arrive.

Twenty minutes passed, and an empty bottle lay by her side when she heard the sound of mechanical wings beating in the distance.

She watched as the aerodynes flew over the mansion, heading toward the landing pad that had been built after she and Zane discussed buying one. The builders had eagerly done the work for free when they overheard their conversation.

She flashed in that direction in time to meet its landing, the blades still whirring loudly. A woman disembarked and ran towards her.

"Good day, madam. Here is the aerodyne. Let me show you the engines...We offer a two-year warranty. Do you have a license? The woman spoke quickly but maintained a polite, respectful smile.

"I don't have a license, but I can fly," Cyra responded lazily. The woman hesitated, knowing that a license was required to own an aerodynes, but something about Cyra's demeanor prevented her from protesting.

She looked at Cyra and came to a decision, "We can take a short flight, and I'll assess your flying skills. Then I will issue a license." She proposed to which Cyra nodded.

They both climbed into the cockpit, and Cyra lit the aerodynes up with the cube power source. She looked around the buttons for a minute and started the engine in a rusty manner, it had been years since she had flown one and it was back on Earth.

After getting the feel for it, she flew them up, her rusty behavior became firmer and more experienced, and the woman beside her watched the whole maneuver with an approving expression.

They flew for an hour before they landed, the woman quickly issued a temporary license for her,

"To get the permanent one, you have to go to a fly test in any city of your choice. But this one can only last a month before it becomes invalid.'' The woman said those words as they walked to the mansion.

Reaching there, Cyra paid for the helicopter and was sent the contract and the license card.

Signaled by a staff to take her off the island. Cyra climbed the stairs and opened the door gently, so as not to wake Zane up.

But when she entered she saw Zane sitting on the bed awake, his eyes were sleepy and he kept on yawning.

Zane fought to stay awake to see Cyra off, "wife, are you leaving now?" His voice was hoarse, his gaze sleepy as he looked at her.

"Hmm..." Cyra answered, feeling warmth bloom in her cold heart. It had been so long since she had been seen off like this. She walked towards him and kissed him on the forehead.

"Love, take care...if anyone challenges your authority or disrespects you, you have the right to kill and ask questions later. Don't make yourself feel wronged." She instructed him in a doting tone. Not feeling anything was wrong with her words.

Zane hummed in a sleepy tone, Cyra pushed him on the bed and told him to sleep before she carried her two suitcases and left the room under Zane's sleepy gaze.

She called Kyle and Viktor and waited for them in the parlor, her back was faced towards them as she looked about the window with lowered gaze.

She turned back and faced them, "Kyle you are in charge of every staff on this island. Viktor, anyone suspicious who trespasses, kill without mercy. And I sent you footage of somewhere you should always pay attention to. I'll be gone for two weeks max, and I want the island to function normally. work together and answer only to my husband." She gave her instructions in a commanding tone, expecting their full cooperation.

Kyle and Viktor looked at each other with sparks flying but they nodded when they faced Cyra's probing gaze.