Transmigrated into a reversed world
Chapter 212 - 212: I and Zane's home

Cyra signed the document and paid before the woman handed her an energy cube for the aircraft.

The woman left with a hover car, which was kept in the cargo hold of the aircraft. Cyra turned to Zane and Viktor who had been waiting on the side.

Viktor couldn't help but grow shy under her gaze, stammering out a greeting. "Good… morning."

Hearing his own hesitant voice, he stared down at his feet, silently cursing himself for being useless.

He had finally won her over, yet now he couldn't even string a proper sentence together—his heart pounding hard in his throat in her presence.

Cyra squinted against the sunlight, retrieving a pair of sunglasses from her space and slipping them on. She walked toward them, stifling a yawn as she went.

''Morning…is everyone ready?'' Cyra said as she ruffled his bouncing curls, her fingers lingered on his face before she withdrew it.

''Yes, are we leaving now?'' Zane's tone held excitement as he answered for them—Viktor was in a daze to speak at the moment.

''Hmm…get your suitcase; we purchase foodstuff along the way.'' Cyra responded and the rest of the items she purchased were kept in her space. If they missed anything they could easily purchase it along the way.

Zane shook his head at Viktor's hopeless expression before jogging towards the mansion to get his things.

Cyra watched him leave and turned on her bracelet, sent a message to all the fighters to wait at the shore, and sent for Kyle and Mira.

A breeze brushed Viktor's face, snapping him out of his daze. He groaned in embarrassment, covering his face in shame and cursing his uselessness.

''Oh, you are back to reality.'' Cyra teased while turning off her hologram screen. ''I was just thinking about something. Where are we going.'' Viktor asked, trying to change the subject but also curious about their destination.

Cyra humoured his attempt, ''We are visiting I and Zane's home.'' She responded in a reminiscing tone, a warm smile glimmering in her eyes, but unfortunately, the sight was covered by her sunglasses.

Viktor's curiosity was piqued, 'From the historical records—she had gone missing before the years before disaster struck. That would only mean, where they are headed was the place she stayed after going missing.' Viktor's mind raced with thoughts and he couldn't wait to know more about his mistress.

The sun's heat pricked at Cyra's skin, weighing down her eyelids, making her uncomfortable.

She flashed toward a shade and leaned on the tree as she waited for Kyle and Mira.

The bark's rough surface pricked her skin, but she preferred this discomfort to staying under the sun's harsh glares. Viktor was about to join her when Zane called from the entrance.

''Viktor, help me put this in your space!'' Zane called out as he struggled under the weight of his suitcase and painting supplies.

Viktor noticed the strain in his tone and changed his direction towards Zane. When he was done placing everything in his space ring, he turned to leave when he felt a pull on his wrist.

He turned with a questioning gaze and noticed Zane glancing over to Cyra's location before asking in a whisper.

''You still have those snacks and ice cream in your space?'' Viktor instinctively glanced at Cyra before nodding.

''Their five unopened containers, the snacks were hardly touched, so it's complete,'' Viktor whispered, his eyes filled with longing as Zane drooled inwardly.

''One month is almost up, it doesn't matter if we eat some later.'' Zane tempted Viktor—not wanting to commit the crime alone. Viktor thought for a second, then nodded feeling if they were caught, he could blame it on Zane since it was his idea.

A conspiratorial smile'bloomed on their faces, hiding their shared thoughts as they agreed to indulge in the snacks later.

Cyra's lips twitched at their secretive behavior—if someone didn't know better, they might mistake it for a drug deal rather than a snack scheme.

The sounds of footsteps coming from the side snapped Cyra out of her thoughts, she turned to see Kyle and Mira's figure drawing near.

''Madam, you called me?'' Kyle asked with his usual stoic expression while dreading the work she might give him.

Mira stood at the side with a respectful expression, patiently awaiting orders—she had already noticed the aircraft and knew her boss was about to leave the island.

"I'll be gone for a two-week trip. Kyle, I sent a cave footage to your inbox—eliminate anyone who trespasses. Mira, you're in charge of restocking supplies for the town. I'm leaving Nicole behind to assist you in case of intruders." Cyra gave instructions in a tone that was firm yet laced with laziness.

They nodded with a serious expression and watched Cyra stride towards the aircraft with Zane and Viktor following her from behind.

Kyle felt an odd emptiness as the aircraft blades began to spin. He shook off the feeling and walked back to the staff quarters, his figure trailing with a quiet loneliness.

Zane wandered through the aircraft, brushing his fingers over the soft foam seats lined in neat rows as his eyes scanned the interior.

He passed the public seats and found the centre control room, where different buttons flashed with various lights while the black cube supplied power to the energy.

"Can you fly it?" Zane asked, he watched in awe as Cyra calmly pressed some buttons, obviously knowing what she was doing.

Cyra tilted her head slightly, her fingers dancing over the hologram screen as she replied.

"No, putting it in self-flight mode." She muttered as she swiped the screen, setting its speed and the map of where they were heading.

Cyra could clearly remember the waterfall and the Night City close by.

Fully set, she and Zane left the control room and headed toward the private cabin. The silver metallic interior gleamed softly under the dark mode Viktor had selected in their absence.

Zane watched as a bed folded out from the wall at the press of Viktor's fingers. Noticing Zane's gaze, Viktor asked, "Should I leave it in couch form? The bed's more comfortable, though," assuming Zane preferred to sit during the trip.

"No, just leave it like that—there are other seats," Zane said, gesturing toward the two chairs at the far end of the cabin as he stepped closer to Viktor, his gaze still fixed on the buttons.

Viktor noticed Zane was interested in the button and explained other functions of the cabin to him.

"When you press here, a hologram screen will pop up; you can change the room theme and temperature and even control the control room from here," Viktor explained pointing at the panel hidden inside the wall.

Zane nodded, eyes wide with interest, as they explored the restroom and found a mini fridge stocked as a gift from the seller.

Zane handed Viktor a can of drink, unscrewing the cap before gulping it down. The fizz from the drink made a satisfying belch escape his lips.

At some point, Cyra had removed her sunglasses and now lay on the bed, eyes closed as if asleep.

Twenty minutes later, the aircraft reached the shore, its sleek metallic form casting a shadow over the sun.

The fighters noticed the sun was suddenly obscured and looked up to see a massive silver aircraft, shaped like a hovercar.

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