Romantic Fantasy
Sheet 4: A Secret

Zinn increasingly did not understand the words of Mictlantecuhtli. What does all this mean? Me? The King of Hell's bride? Who is the King of Hell this creature is referring to? zinn asked with annoyance in his heart. Zinn disliked something that didn't make sense.

Zinn clasped tightly onto the sword hilt. Although Zinn had no intention of attacking Mictlantecuhtli, he also had to protect himself in case the creepy figure attacked him.

Mictlantecuhtli pointed towards the sword held by Zinn and said, "Our King of Hell. Belonging to the King of Hell. Belongs to the King of Hell."

Zinn looked in the direction pointed by Mictlantecuhtli and was pensive for a while. The point of this being, Your Majesty is the King of Hell? He did not even master Basic Level Magic, how could he become the King of Hell, Zinn scorned inwardly.

Indeed Frost did not master Basic Magic, but Zinn had to admit that the owner of the golden eye bead was talented in being a fighter or a magician. Frost learned quickly and his abilities improved day by day. Zinn does not believe Mictlantecuhtli's words that Frost is the King of Hell. It doesn't make any sense.

Zinn stared intently at Mictlantecuhtli and said, "Don't interrupt my work. I'm doing an important job at Daffodil."

Mictlantecuhtli's eyeball necklace twitched. Zinn had read an article that Mictlantecuhtli's necklace was the "eye" of the God of Death itself. And it was not just the eyes, but the eyes of the Angels who were cast into Hell and judged by Mictlantecuhtli. Mictlantecuhtli was not at the level of the King of Hell, but was one of the figures who had a big hand in the Court of Hell.

"Can't disturb the King of Hell's Bride. Can't disturb the King of Hell's Bride. Can't disturb the King of Hell's Bride."

According to Zinn, Mictlantecuhtli's speech pattern is very strange. Mictlantecuhtli is a creature that resembles a human skeleton, when he speaks, the rows of his teeth collide with each other and create a very distinctive tuk, tuk, tuk sound, similar to a musical instrument. Also, Mictlantecuhtli always said the same sentence three times.

Mictlantecuhtli entered into the Magic Circle Pattern, not interfering with Zinn's work. Zinn became confused himself. Will being a Satin King of Hell be able to rule over beings from Hell? Your Majesty, are you really the King of Hell? ask Zinn.

Zinn shook his head. Don't think of it, Zinnia Pramidita Ganache. You're just a little girl, don't take your life to anyone, including the creepy Highness, Zinn thought. Zinn raised the sword given by Frost in exchange for his crystal sword. Zinn pointed the sword towards the Magic Circle Pattern and used magic energy to destroy it. But after trying several times, the Magic Circle Pattern was indestructible, as if it was being protected by something that Zinn's magic could not penetrate. Zinn could only cluck.

Return to the battle arena between Frost and Cerberus. Frost successfully repulsed Cerberus with his bow and magic arrow, creating a puddle of river water that can extinguish the fire magic possessed by Cerberus. Cerberus roared furiously, trying to say something to Frost, but the man could not possibly understand what he was trying to say. Cerberus retreated slowly as if not wanting to fight further with Frost. Cerberus considers Frost to be very special, just as Mictlantecuhtli considers Zinn to be special.

Frost stared coldly at Cerberus and drew a crystal bow, forming arrows with the Holy Water Magic he had learned from Zinn. Before Frost finally removed the arrow, Cerberus leaped high and disappeared behind the lush pepohanan Daffodil, leaving behind arrows that only hit the air.

Frost clucked upset because his prey fled somewhere. Frost decided to look around at Zinn's state inside the log house alone.

Zinn tried hard to channel his energy into destroying the Magic Circle Pattern, but he did not manage to do so. Trying to attack the origin was useless, the protector used by the person drawing the Magic Circle Pattern was already mixed with High-class Black Magic. The last time he tried, Zinn vomited fresh blood from his mouth.

Frost who had just arrived upstairs became panicked at Zinn's unstable state. Just this time Frost saw Zinn get injured for the past half a year.

“Don't force yourself if you can't destroy it,” Frost said as he wiped the blood in Zinn's mouth.

Zinn brushed off Frost's arm gently, there was a strange feeling and rumbling inside his chest while receiving the attention from the man. “I'm fine. It was just that this Magic Circle had already been given a High-class Hell Magic Protector. Even though I am a great magician, humans are still humans who cannot defeat Angels or Devils,” said Zinn.

Zinn suddenly recalled that Mictlantecuhtli's words about Frost were someone very special to them. If His Majesty really is the King of Hell, then it should be that any level of Hell Magic could be destroyed by him, right? inner Zinn. How good it is to try. Your Majesty, I'm sorry if I feel like I'm using you.

“The Magic Circle can be destroyed by channeling magic energy,” Zinn explained. “You can try to channel magic energy through the sword I gave you. Before that, you must unite your soul in the sword. Swords, bows, axes, and various weapons were actually something alive. By giving blood for the first time and if he accepts you as his Master, then he will never betray you.”

Zinn slashed his own palm with the sword that Frost had given him. Blood flowed to the tip of the sword, but it did not drip down onto the wooden floor, but was absorbed into the sword. The sword received Zinn.

Frost panicked because Zinn looked as if he was hurting himself. Frost did the same. The crystal sword also recognized Frost as its owner.

"Well.;" Zinn clucked in awe as he saw the crystal sword that used to be his absorbing Frost blood and acknowledged the owner of the golden eye as his Master. "Do you know that I tried to bind myself with the sword, but failed? This sword does not just choose Master. If he has chosen you as his Master, it means that you will do something noble in the future. I'm so envious of you, Your Majesty."