Transmigrated into a reversed world
Chapter 143 - 143- What the hell was going on

"Which of you is Maximus head." Cyra ignored the woman entirely, her gaze fixed on the nine powerful figures ahead. Excitement stirred her blood.

Her face remained calm, unaffected by their imposing presence. Though their lips tightened at her lack of respect, they quickly regained composure.

"Young lady, show some respect when talking to elders... I'm Maximus head." Julia spoke out calmly with a reprimanding tone.

Cyra selectively ignored her words and asked in a flat tone, "State your reasons for my capture and trial."

She was about to sit and was attacked by Rose; she frowned, not liking someone interrupting her. Everybody's face turned serious when, with a flick of Cyra's hands, Rose flew far, breaking the wooden walls and falling further on the grass.

They heard bone-crushing sounds, and they went into a combat state; gone was their lax behaviour.

Cyra sat as if nothing happened and looked at Julia for answers.

"Every supernatural is registered and brought away from the human world and can't attack or kill normal people." Cyra frowned as she heard those words. Troublesome.

"And if I don't want to register and leave here." Cyra left that question in the silent room.

Some women frowned while some were scrutinizing Cyra.

"If you don't want to leave here. You must be registered in and sign a document not to intervene or kill normal humans." A woman with dark hair and a pale body spoke out with a hint of a respectful tone she wasn't aware of.

"No. She's dangerous and how would we know if she keeps her word and not attack people secretly..." A woman rebutted her words.

"Yes, she must be kept under our watch..."

"There is no rule that says she must remain here ....she is our system, and we can easily find her location." Another woman interrupted the woman; some of them were agreeable to Cyra leaving, while others opposed this.

It issued a disagreement, which caused Cyra's head to throb from their loud voice.

"Quiet." One word stopped the woman immediately; it had compelling powers they could not ignore, and their face turned ugly when they were conscious of the action.

They couldn't believe they were suppressed by a brat, their children's age group. Cyra's next words angered them completely, except for the black-haired woman who seemed not to harbour any bone of disrespect in Cyra's presence.

"I won't sign or register...I am here to warn you against any disrespectful actions, or next time, I will kill whoever you send to disturb me." Her words had a finality to them like she was saying her decree and expecting their obedience.

Rose, who finally got herself up and walked back into the room, heard those annoying words and almost vomited blood; this brat, I'll show her what it means to mess with a succubus.

Her hair glowed and eyes glowed; Cyra's eyes turned frosty, "What I despise most," Cyra said, her voice dropping to a deadly calm, ''is mind attacks.'' her pupil and hair turned gold. The air hummed with her anger, and everyone present felt their soul tremble.

"Since you are not aware, I will give you a glimpse into my mind as a punishment for your actions."

She looked straight into Rose's eyes, and Rose's shrill scream startled everybody; they watched her bang her head continuously on the ground as she clawed at her throat.

"P-please...make it stop... Argh," Tears and blood soaked her face as she hugged her head, trying to make those horrors stop.

The other women's minds were turning faster, trying to know what creature she was; from their records, they hadn't seen anything like her.

They tried to attack, but a look from Cyra froze them in place; it was like a shackle bonded their legs in place.

After two minutes of torture, she let go of Rose, who lay flat and trembled from the aftereffect; her eyes were clear but were filled with soul-blinding fear. At least she faired better than her daughter; her mind didn't shut down.

She stood up and dragged Rose by the hand, her hair changed back to her red hair; she felt exhausted and hungry after dealing with so many people today.

They watched her clean Rose's wrist, their eyes widening in shock when her fangs sank into Rose's veins.

Cyra fed on Rose without care, which made Rose feel pain; she fed till Rose turned ghostly pale before she withdrew her fangs, dropping her carelessly.

The other women looked at the black-haired woman with a question-filled gaze, as if saying the rogue was a vampire.

Leah ignored their gaze and looked at Cyra intensely, she flashed to Cyra and bowed deeply to her in greeting.

"Ancestor, forgive my disrespect of not recognizing the signs before." Leah's voice shook with excitement and reverence for Cyra. Dumbfounding everyone present, Leah quickly dragged Lilly and bowed her head to Cyra.

Everybody's expression was filled with 'what the hell was going on?' expression. This night just kept toying with their emotions.