Romantic Fantasy
Sheet 13: Between Responsibility and Love

Suddenly a red light appeared. Frost's eyes widened when he noticed the high-speed red light was eyeing Zinn. He immediately made himself a shield.

The red light penetrated his body. An arrow controlled with magic. Frost gripped Zinn's shoulder tightly, enduring the pain in his left shoulder.

"Your Majesty!" Zinn exclaimed frantically as he looked at the arrowhead that had arisen slightly from Frost's shoulder.

"Are you okay, Ganache?" ask Frost. He still had time to ask about Zinn's situation, but he himself was in quite serious trouble.

"You're not okay!" exciting Zinn.

Qerza stared into the distance and said, "There's someone." He pointed towards the sky which was filled with black cloud puffs.

Zinn stared into the distance. His pink eyes shone brightly and saw the same elephant-headed figure that faced him and Frost, but this time his aura was so gripping that his breathing was blocked. The real behemoth.

"Retreat!" zinn exclaims to Fiery and Qerza. "Bring His Majesty in."

Frost endured the pain until he was speechless. Neither Fiery nor Qerza dared to defy Zinn's orders.

Zinn controlled the sword using magic and shot the sword towards the black cloud puff. He could see the Behemoth turning the arrow into an axe and resisting the attack of the Zinn Sword Magic, but as if it had no intention of fighting the young lady.

Zinn pulled the sword back. He stared intently at the Behemoth, as if waiting for an explanation.

The behemoth only smiled faintly, then disappeared. The black clouds that had filled the sky also disappeared.

As Zinn felt the aura around Castleton had improved, he immediately ran to the Main Hall and found Qerza trying to pull out an arrow with eyes that seemed to fuse with Frost's flesh.

Frost refrained from making a sound. Blood did not stop flowing from his left shoulder. He stared coldly at the wall and gritted his teeth every time Qerza pushed the wooden arrows from behind.

Zinn approached Frost and said to Qerza, "Let me just."

Qerza nodded his head and handed his place to Zinn.

Zinn sat down in front of Frost and pressed down on the shoulder of the owner of the golden eye bead. The arrow seemed to grow.

Lothawat! This arrow is the Sucking Arrow of the Raga, Inner Zinn.

"I know, it's the Behemoth's Demonic Arrow" Frost said. "Just do. As long as the arrowhead's eyes manage to get out of the flesh, it won't be able to stick."

"But, you...."

Frost kissed Zinn's forehead. "I'm fine. Just do it."

Zinn gritted his teeth and took out a dagger. He slowly scraped the arrow eyes from Frost's body.

Frost closed his eyes. Cold sweat poured from the forehead, soaking the cheeks and neck. His breathing also sounded heavier.

After a moment of digging, Zinn ordered Qerza to push the wooden darts.

Qerza quickly executed Zinn's orders. The arrow's eyes were fully pushed out and the arrow was successfully ejected from Frost's shoulder.

Zinn heaved a sigh of relief for doing the right thing.

"I can trust you," Frost said as he held back Zinn's wrist.

"I'm actually very scared, Your Majesty." Zinn smiled stiffly. "I'm afraid I made a mistake that could kill you."

Fiery and Qerza stared at each other. The two of them decided not to bother Frost and Zinn together.

"You two don't run away" said Zinn, startling Fiery and Qerza. "Grab some water and a clean cloth for me."

"Well, Your Majesty!"

Zinn pressed down on the wound on Frost's body using his hand, until his hand was filled with red stains, while waiting for Fiery and Qerza to return with his request item.

Frost stared straight at Zinn without blinking. She was so grateful that Zinn was by her side.

"Have you thought of the answer?" Frost suddenly asked.

Zinn looked at Frost with a glare and shook his head. He did not not want to not think about Frost's question, but he thought about the results that would be obtained if they managed to get together.

"I'm sorry. I seem to be in too much of a hurry. One day hasn't passed, how could you give me an answer that fast" Frost said.

That's not the problem! zinn exclaimed while trying to hold back so that no strange words came out of his lips.

Then, Frost and Zinn became awkward. No more conversation between the two of them.

Fiery and Qerza finally come with Zinn's request. Fortunately the clean cloth they brought was long enough to bandage Frost's wounds.

After everything was done, Frost put on a black shirt and Castleton's oversized robe. Without saying a word, he left from the Main Hall.

As Frost had disappeared from view, Zinn slumped over the cold marble floor. Tears slowly flowed down her cheeks. He wanted to be with Frost.

Fiery who was about to ask was detained by Qerza. The owner of the blood red eye bead understood that Zinn was not wanting to be bothered by others.

Qerza pulls Fiery to get away from the Main Hall and join their friends who are playing in Castleton flower garden.

What am I supposed to do? ask Zinn to himself.

Zinn was now in a dilemma. If he tried to be with Frost, he felt that something bad would happen. He doesn't want any trouble.

Zinn knew that he thought too much, he felt that Fiery's words had a point. But he is confused. If there was no choice between being with a loved one and seeing the world destroyed or not being with a loved one and seeing the world at peace, he would have already chosen to be with Frost.

Frost had great ambitions when he mastered the entire Eight Level Hell, Zinn was not sure that those ambitions had been extinguished within Frost.

Zinn exists to prevent Frost from destroying the world, while Frost exists to destroy the world. They are in different spheres of the world, different paths.

Zinn covered his face with both hands. His eyes were obscured by tears. He can't stop crying.

After all, Zinn was a woman. He could not endure the pain. But he could only keep it all in his heart.

Zinn cried, cried, and continued to cry until he was unconscious in the Main Hall.

Frost threw himself onto the bed and touched his injured left shoulder. There was a warm feeling flowing within him.

Frost had just realized that Zinn was very good at medicine, rescue, and magic.

Ganache, what are you hiding? Why don't you want to be with me?