Transmigrated into a reversed world
Chapter 124 - 124- Stop jumping on me

"Stop crying, I'm okay," the woman whispered breathlessly.

"I won't ever let any of those women touch you. I swear on our mother's ashes." Her voice was filled with determination and fighting spirit.

"But the experiments are destroying your body, and no one has ever survived it....I know what you want to say, but it can't be the only way to rise in rank." He gently placed his hands over her lips, silencing her.

He knew she was enduring the experiments to raise their status, hoping that their poor treatment would improve and she could protect him from the other women.

He couldn't keep watching her cough up blood, or bones creak when it was cold. The woman sighed sadly at the pained look on her brother's face.

She couldn't give up now. If she did, she wouldn't be able to stop the other women from abusing him.

Here, it was lawful for men to sleep with women so their reproductive sperm would be taken and used to create children, combined with the mother's blood.

She held Louis tightly, silently praying that the experiment would succeed so that their lives could change.

"I have to get back to the kitchen..." Louis said as he wiped the tears off his face and put on a face mask, not wanting to draw attention from those hateful women.

They shared one last look before parting.

The woman stood up shakily, grabbed her cleaning tools, and started her duties. Sharp pains shot through her back, but she endured them and continued cleaning the hallways.

Louis entered the kitchen, where the chefs were prepping dinner. He quickly went to his section and began working on desserts, keeping to himself, and avoiding their banter and jokes.

....

In her hotel room, Cyra sat by the window with a glass at her side and a bottle of blood wine beside her.

She took the bottle and poured some blood into her glass, holding it with her long fingers, she brought it to her lips and drank it slowly, savoring the taste.

She sat there till the morning rays shone through the sun before she got up and lay on the bed to sleep. She set the alarm for 2:30 p.m. and she closed her eyes and drifted into sleep.

On the island, Zane went to their bedroom and paused, remembering his wife was not there and his mood lowered.

He left the mansion and walked around the forest aimlessly without any destination in mind. His beast felt his presence and flew quickly to him.

"Master, master!" Greed changed mid-sky and jumped on Zane like a monkey, Zane was moved back from the weight and he held the tree to find his balance.

He disentangled Greed's limbs from his body, pushing him backward with his hand holding Greed's head in place.

"Stop jumping on me. If you do it again, no more snacks from my stash." Greed heard his master's warning tone and he stopped quickly, he wanted to eat the delicious snacks his master hid in his nest.

So he behaved very well without sticking with his master and looked like an obedient child.

Zane was almost fooled by it, but Greed's next words destroyed the illusion.

"Master....milky candy....ate." Greed stuttered and his eyes were full of guilt.

Zane's face changed, "You ate one of the snacks I hid without telling me!" His voice raised in anger, it was the snacks he hid with much difficulty away from his wife's notice and Greed had short his ration.

"I was hungry," Greed said with his head lowered,

"What happened to the living animals in the forest...did they disappear or did you think my little candy could satisfy your hunger? Huh?" He almost shouted, his face was grim as if someone died.

His wife has locked all his snacks away and his stash has been shortened by Greed. He had to pinch the snacks little by little till she returned and lifted his punishment.

"Take me to your nest," Zane ordered, his tone sharp and urgent. Greed shifted back into his beast form, and Zane climbed onto his back.

Greed flew fast, into the mountain and landed on a rocky cliff, Zane dismounted and walked toward the side of the wall where his bag was hidden.

Opening it up, he brought out his snacks and counted and his face changed when he saw he was twenty short of snacks.

And only fifteen of his snacks remained, "what happened? Start talking." His tone was cold as he faced the trembling Greed.

"I-I was h-hungry." Greed stammered, partially shifting due to pressure, hiding behind his wings.

"That's it? At least give me a reasonable excuse." Zane said in a calm lowered tone, making Greed almost cry.

"You are banned from eating anything called snacks till next year." He declared.

Greed wails echoed through the mountain as if mourning a terrible loss. Zane almost felt his beast was crying for him, mourning his lost snacks.