Transmigrated into a reversed world-Chapter 150: Look after both of them

The next day, under the tensed breath of the elders, Cyra left the island, and they secretly breathed sighs of relief.

Unaware his wife was returning, Zane sat with a smoky pie before him. He sniffed the air and cut it out in a triangle shape.

He picked up a slice, ignoring the heat, and bit into it. Warm apple sauce dripped down his throat. His eyes squinted in enjoyment, holding his cheeks as he chewed.

Across from him, Viktor wore a similar expression, though less exaggerated. But he felt the crusting pie was top-notch and finished up a whole pie.

Zane ate, and his chewing came to a stop when he felt a weird sensation coming from his left side tooth, but he brushed it off as nothing and continued taking another big bite.

"Whew...." The both of them breathed out in satisfaction, Viktor subconsciously touched his cheeks, and his eyes widened when he felt extra fluffy fat.

He quickly tapped his camera function, staring at his body and face intensely, trying to pick up on any fat; he pinched his stomach in concentration, ignoring Zane's stare.

As Kyle passed by, he laughed, catching on to Viktor's panic. Viktor turned to him slowly, golden eyes darkening.

No one laughs at his body...his gorgeousness...No one.

"Let's fight," Viktor said in a flat tone, his eyes narrowed dangerously, but Kyle was not scared by his gaze; he had been itching for a fight with Viktor for a while now.

Zane whipped his head back and forth, confused. 'umm? How did the laughter start a fight.'

He didn't stop the fight he was curious, on who was stronger between the both of them.

In his curious state, he carried a folding chair outside and set his snacks and drinks to the side, fully prepared.

He tore open a bag of marshmallow chocolate, tossed one into his mouth, and watched the fight unfold with rapt attention.

Nicole, who was awake, and the others who heard Viktor and Kyle were fighting; Nicole ignored her weakness and rushed toward the fight.

Mira paced nervously, debating whether to intervene or feign ignorance.

She summoned Lucky, who squinted her eyes, yawning and stretching lazily. "Why....meow..yawn...summon me," Lucky said between yawns as if she was deprived of sleep.

Mira rubbed between her brows and wondered why she summoned her beast, thinking she would be useful, forgetting she has such a lazy, irritating beast.

"You-"

"Boom!"

Mira's words were cut short, and she quickly looked out from her room window only to see a tree falling to the side. The dust cleared and she saw sparks of metallic light. The tree had a precise cut.

Kyle used his dagger to block Viktor's claw-like nails from piercing his chest. He struck with his other dagger, but Viktor blocked it too.

Mira, who was able to see this move, broke out in a sweat; they were fighting to kill each other. What she envisioned was a normal hair tugging and nails scratching but what the hell! Is this?

They traded blows, each strike dangerously close to lethal.

Zane and Nicole were engrossed in the battle, but Zane's mouth kept chewing while watching the fight.

Kyle swung his dagger in a wide arc. Viktor dodged, but the blade cleaved through a tree. Slamming on the ground creating dust.

Viktor used the dust as a cover to attack Kyle; Kyle dodged to the side quickly, but...

"Reap..."

Claw lines appeared on his clothes, but they didn't break the skin. Kyle was not to be left outdone; he swiped his legs, hitting Viktor squarely in the ribs, and he was pushed back, hitting his back on the tree, creating a dent.

Nicole's blood boiled as she watched the intense fight. Her mistress's people were so strong that she resolved to surpass them.

Mira slumped to the ground and remembered these words: "Look after both of them." What is she going to tell her boss that under her watch, the two of them killed themselves?

No, she had to stop the fight; this was the one thing her boss asked of her. She can't disappoint her.

You can do this; you have to stop the fight, and you have the boss backing you. With trembling, slow space, she walked down the stairs instead of taking an elevator, which was much faster.

You can do this; who are you? You're Mira, the business genius, a confident thinker and a gold-tier investor... She recited her achievements for courage and, legs trembling, she headed for the exit.

The battle outside was fierce, both drawing blood as they fought like mortal enemies.

Their attacks were swift and a burst of movement; it was the peak of their fight. Viktor dragged Kyle by the legs and hit him to the ground.