Transmigrating from a zombie world to become the mecha kings wife-Chapter 415: I am not your sister.

More importantly, a different question rose above that one. Why was the banshee calling her sister? In which way did the two of them look alike?

And why was she nuzzling her neck all of a sudden and sniffing her like a dog?

Scarlet lowered her shoulder and pushed the banshee away with her hand.

"Wait, miss banshee, when did we become sisters and why are you sniffing me?"

"Sister, you smell good, there is something in you that smells so good." With a giddy smile on it’s face, the banshee tried to get close to Scarlet again.

The first thing to cross her mind was her babies, what else was inside of her? If they smelled good, was this banshee trying to eat them?

Her eyes widened and grabbed her scythe and pointed it to the banshee.

"Stop right there." she warned her.

The sharp tip of the blade was on the banshee’s neck.

"You, step back and talk properly. And don’t say any nonsense because I am asking about the asking the dead thing."

The banshee giggled, became transparent and then appeared on Scarlet’s other side.

"Sister, don’t be so scary, we work for the same Lord after all. I announce death, I mourn for the souls bound for the beyond while you collect the souls of the dead. We are one and the same." she touched a strand of Scarlet’s hair.

Severus gave the banshee an unimpressed gaze of loathing. "Your kind is really frustrating and annoying. This is why no one hangs out with you, your hands cannot stay still. Stop touching my reaper before I send you back to Carnelia with a charred head."

The banshee touched her hair, pouted and then opened her mouth.

"Don’t don’t you dare.." Severus warned urgently.

The banshee however broke out into a loud lament, haunting and profound.

The noise was too much for Scarlet to take, she grabbed it and covered it’s mouth with her soul power.

"You, go and mourn for them in their houses as you have been doing, why do you have to cause a ruckus here? Do I look like a human who is about to die to you?" she shouted at it.

While she was shouting, the banshee was blinking cutely and rubbing itself against her like a cat seeking affection from it’s owner.

"You, do you even know that you are a monster?" Scarlet asked the banshee.

She nodded and folded her eyes with a smile on her face.

Scarlet sighed and pushed it away again. Severus chased after it, and this gave her time to reach out to others on the forum again.

They were discussing the issue of asking the dead.

"Hey guys, I think we should ask some of the coherent souls we come across if they have seen the deity of strife, the trinket or anything beyond abnormal.

Since most of the monsters running wild are here legally, we can ask them as well. I just met an annoying banshee that speaks rather lucidly.

This does not mean we should trust them one hundred percent, they are monsters and demons after all."

"They will ask for a price." Cipher’s voice was heard in the group chat. "Things like pills, energy crystals and the like. Look, don’t use them unless you have to.

Our missions are not like warrior reaper missions where they capture something quickly and move on immediately. Ours are long term missions, and that’s okay.

We can take our time, we don’t need to use monsters. The reputation of guardian repears will be sullied if we do such things."

The reapers that were on board with Scarlet previously back tracked.

"Yes, it’s true that we should not do such a thing for the sake of our reputations."

"The dead souls yes, but not the monsters, especially not demons."

"The warrior reapers will mock us if they find out."

So I am the only one in a hurry, Scarlet thought.

"Just go with the flow." Severus told her.

At this point, she decided to let it go and let the others do as saw best.

"Alright, everyone I am leaving for now, see you around." she said in the group.

She and Severus left Nordem and returned to the Blue star after logging out of the forum.

It was day time in Nordem but on the Blue star, night had already descended. It was about three in the night, and Scarlet wanted to sleep.

"No cultivation tonight?" Severus asked her.

"No, not tonight." she answered with a yawn.

She had done a lot of cultivation in the past few days, especially at night.

Sometime later in this same night, her eyes fluttered and she unwillingly opened them. This was because she smelled Esong and felt his weight on top of her body.

"Mmm, mmm," she mumbled.

"Shhh!!" he responded and touched her head gently. "I am home, just sleep." He whispered.

Closing her eyes again, sleep came over her with her arms wrapped around his back.

Esong in the meantime wanted to move because he was afraid to crush her under his weight.

He had landed an hour ago, and come straight home only to find her sleeping so he went and took his bath.

What he could not resist was hugging her, breathing in her scent and kissing her on the cheek.

When he told her that he was home, he did not mean the Blue star but here with her.

If she was not here, it would not be home.

Drawing in deep breaths, he slowly found himself drifting off to sleep right where he was.

While others were sleeping, a few unlucky ones like prince Markay were not.

He returned home to the house which he shared with Carolyn only to find his sister there, drinking and chatting with his girlfriend.

The moment Carolyn had set her eyes on him, she had stood up and walked to him with purpose in her steps.

Expectant of a hug, Markay had spread his arms open and smiled broadly.

What happened next had surprised him beyond his logic.

Carolyn tugged hard on his ear, dragged him to where they were sitting and forced him to sit down.

For close to a minute, she stared at him with intense anger in her grey eyes while he squirmed like a worm being pressed under a large boot.

Through the corner of his right eye, he saw Sapphire mumble the words, "I am sorry."

Markey had a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. The dire need to escape rushed through his veins as his heart picked up speed.

He looked at the path leading to the door as he calculated in his mind how fast he would need to run to escape from this place quickly.

But, if he run, Carolyn might become so angry and do something drastic. That scared him more than her anger right now.

Alright, he made his mind to do as his father told him. Apologize first for whatever he had done wrong.

"Baby," he said nervously.

"What we’re you thinking?" Carolyn responded in an angry voice before he could even get the apology out. "Are you trying to ruin your sister?

And my brothers, how dare you try involve them in this?"

"Baby, it was my fault. I was wrong and I will accept any punishment." He quickly went into apology mode.

The third princess kept wondering in her mind, why does this sound and look like our father’s reaction after he annoys mother.

Ho! Markay was such a quick study.