Transmigrated into a reversed world
Chapter 165 - 165: And who is your master?

Entering the month of Novembris, the atmosphere was buzzy with activity for the coming Soul Beasts Day.

Five days when beasts are separated and could go far away from their owners, with no repercussions on their owner's bodies.

For humans, being separated from their beasts during this time meant any harm to the beasts wouldn't affect them. For the beasts, it was a rare opportunity to rest and enjoy time away from their masters.

It was a five-day celebration, filled with merry, elaborate parties and enjoyment for both the beast and their owners.

Pain and blue were giddy from joy, having to leave their masters for five days. No annoying masters, only themselves; they can't wait for the 20th, the start of the separation, only 19 days to go.

To Greed, it felt like any other day, except today marked a turning point—he would finally move into the mansion, having mastered control over his phasing abilities.

He flew to the mansion with clothes in its claws; he changed into his human form and wore the clothes.

As he approached the front door, a curly-haired young man blocked his path. Greed tilted his head, puzzled by the man's action.

Viktor was tasked to pay attention to assassins who wanted to creep their way in, and he needed a new set of people; the last ones were dead.

He eyed the boy curiously, noting his innocent demeanour masked by the scent of blood.

And what's with the red crystal which seem to be embedded in his forehead?

He was intrigued and asked, "What brings you here, child?''

"Looking for Master." Greed answered obediently; his eyes darted around impatiently, hoping to see his master soon.

"And who is your master?" Viktor asked, noticing his anxious gaze.

"Um…Master is Master…" Greed was bumped on how to answer this question, he cried out to Zane from their bond to come and get him.

Noticing his fumbling and teary-eyed expression, Viktor couldn't resist the urge to tease him further.

"Now, now…you have to explain what your master looks like, or you will be taken for a bad person and tortured," Viktor said with a serious expression while his eyes were dancing with laughter as he saw Greed's fearful expression.

Still new to understanding the world, Greed's four-month-old enlightenment left him with the mindset of a seven-year-old. Viktor's teasing only deepened his confusion.

His eyes lit up as he saw Zane's figure, "Master!" He jumped on Zane's body, but Zane was prepared and stopped him by holding his head in place.

"He's with me," Zane answered when he felt Viktor gaze on them.

He took Greed to a decorated room and settled him there before giving him the ground rules.

"No transforming in the house or in front of others. No telling others you are my beast when asked, say we are cousins. And last, no stealing my snacks stash." Greed blinked and nodded at Zane's instructions.

"Mm…that's the rules for now…this is your room." Zane left immediately to continue his studies. As exams approached, he focused on his studies and art lessons, leaving him with no time to spare.

He didn't know what was wrong with his teacher's son, always trying to get close to him and even helping him out in places he found difficult to paint, but for some reason, he couldn't just like that person, so he tried to distance himself.

Talking of the devil, Zane tried to walk past like he didn't see him,

"Hey! Zane wait up." Zane sighed and faced back, knowing there was no point acting oblivious to his presence.

"I'm sorry!" Micheal's abrupt apology cut him off guard, 'huh?!'

"I feel like I have been forcing myself on you lately, making you uncomfortable…but I couldn't help myself…I want to lighten my father's burden. Because his teaching you for a long period, he can't create any new piece, and it means a lot to him. Sorry if I have been trying to teach you some things." Tears pooled in Michael's eyes, making him look wronged and fragile.

Zane stood there disoriented by all his words but his next words made Michael almost vomit blood from anger.

"Your father didn't bring up this issue when he was paid to teach me and never brought it up when teaching me. I think you're thinking too much." Micheal felt his heart hurt; he felt he had wasted all his sympathetic words in vain.

Where was a touching scene of pitying his teacher's plight and recognizing him as a caring, kind-hearted person who was worthy of friendship.

What he got was distant, calm words; this was not the outcome he pictured in his mind.

Zane saw no issue with his response. Michael had apologized, and he assumed that would be the end of the disturbance, leaving him in peace.

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eft Micheal and returned to his study to prepare for his exams.

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