Hunters And White Lotus

sixteen chapter

Isabella POVs

'you are not human!'

'why are the descendants of the demons left alive?'

'just die you're damned!!'

DEG.

I was awake, the sweat flooded all over, my breath was stingy, my body felt so weak, my head was light not playing. I tried wiping the sweat off, and I found a strange thing stuck to my veins, an infusion.

I opened my eyes and then circulated an empty view, there were only white walls, large lights hanging from the ceiling and a soft bed that I slept on.

"Hi" said a voice in the corner of the room. I looked up and found the source. A young man of my age was sitting on a wooden chair. His blood-red iris looked at my friendly kearhaku, his black curly hair and his friendly face supported the handsome impression of the young man.

He was wearing a black leather suit with a white T-shirt behind it, as well as black long cloth pants accompanied by dark blue sneakers.

I was anxious to return his greeting, but my body was too weak to do so, my body like there was no energy. He thought for a moment, then stood up and stepped towards me while playing an apple in his hand.

Strange, I don't think I saw him. When he arrived, he held out the red apple until it touched my lips.

"Gigit," he ordered

I did it, because I was really hungry. Nibble it a little and swallow it immediately. My eyes widened, the warmth centered on my chest spread throughout the body, activating my organs again.

"Where am I?" Too weak.

"It's not polite.You haven't returned my greeting." His grunt.

"Hey. Where's me?"

"The isolation room at the white nymp headquarters."

I was silent, surprised. Now I'm inside sometimes demon-hunting spirits. I gulped and stared at the alert creature before me.

I just realized he is not a "young man", but a spirit that uses the magic of change of form. I know from the smell.

"Eat all the apples, you need a lot of energy."

I took the apple and started eating it. Tasty, sweet and crunchy. Of course this is a magical apple that can only be obtained in this place. Besides being delicious, this apple replenishes the energy of life.

"Thirteen March two thousand twenty," the young man muttered as he looked at the watch in his hand.

"Thirteen march!" I was surprised

"Yes, thirteen march. You were in a coma for three months." Answer with a smile.

"What's really going on?!"

"You I saved from Alan because of the central command.., then the eastern chairman gave me orders to take care of you until you came to a conscious from the coma. I don't know why."

"You.., save the devil?" Ask wonder. This is the opposite.

"Hey, you haven't eaten a human at all."

"But you know who I am?" Answer lethargic. He just shut up and looked at me for a while, then turned his gaze toward the ceiling.

"Don't listen to what they say" he replied quietly. I'm still silent, I really don't have any taste in discussing this topic.

"I'm going to report to the chairman, take a break." The young man walked towards the wooden door far to my left.

I looked at his back and found the white lotus logo emblazoned there. He paused for a moment before grabbing the doorknob.

"Oh yeah, my name is Delon. Nice to meet you, Isabella." Then he went out of the room. I nibbled another apple in my hand and gripped it violently.

"It doesn't make sense, what's their purpose?" I murmured slowly while holding an apple in my hand.

"Utilizing our power? Maybe they want that." Said a hoarse voice in my mind.

"I haven't heard your voice in a long time, I miss Dyra."

"Give me, I'm not going anywhere. All this time I've been in your body" Dyra said

"Yes, yeah. I'm kidding." I smiled thinly. "We haven't been this familiar for a long time. Sorry about my words insulting you, yes" I said.

"Basic, you shouldn't have fucked me like that."

"Somehow, why are you urging me, how hungry are you?" I said bad.

"Well, sorry. When it comes to the stomach I like to get out of control. You know, spirits require a lot of life energy, let alone having a human physical body." Dyra Sesal.

"Well, in the end we keep getting stuck into the same problem. Out of control and starving."

"By the way about your cacimaki, does my presence make you suffer so much, huh?"

"Suffering, very. But I can't fight destiny, so just go for it."

"You hate me?"

"Yes. But I still admit you, you're a part of me that was destined, even while still in my mother's womb."

Silence, no one else spoke between us.

"I want to rest, don't disturb me while sleeping, Dyra." I pulled out a thick blanket then laid the body onto a soft mattress.

(***)

14 March, 2020

Actually, I don't know if it's tomorrow or not because there's no clock in this room.  I'm really bored here, staring at the white on the ceiling for an hour without thinking about anything. Meanwhile, the creature sitting next to my bed was busy reading comics.

"You're joining me?" I asked to break the gap

"No, I'm in charge of looking after you."

"Until when?"

"Today, at four o'clock." He answered, looking back at his watch.

"Now clock?"

"Four hours is five" he answered

"If the task is done, what will you do?"

"Get you to court."

I fell silent, and stared questioningly at the beautiful creature next to me.

"Your trial. Determined to let you live or die." she replied to return my gaze.

"What!!!!" Hysterical sounds.

"Four chairman wihte nymp will decide the decision. Leave you in surveillance or execution." Evidently.

"Don't freak me out!"

"I'm just helping to explain." He said with an innocent face.

TOK.

The voice was heard behind the wooden door. Success has distracted our attention from him.

"Delon, it's time. Bring Isabella!" The voice of the girl behind the door.

"Yes!" Then Delon looked back at me, "can you stand up, Isabella?" Reciprocity.

"Give me another apple, I will walk" I replied. Delon nodded and reached for the apple from behind the black jacket and gave it to me.

"Eat it while walking, we're in pursuit of time." Delon ruled followed by my nod. He stood up and walked towards the door, I followed him behind.

Delon grabbed the knob and opened the door. A teenage girl of my age stood up to greet us.

"Ten minutes to go." The woman said flatly then responded with a nod of Delon. The woman also hinted the two of us to follow her down the hallway. Look here and there, this hallway is big and empty. There's only the red carpet we're on and dozens of lanterns hanging on the wall or the occasional abstract painting I don't understand.

'Seriously?! Arzel has a daughter!? I thought it was just a myth!'

'That's the proof!! but I wonder why the center did not directly kill him!!'

'A disaster like him cannot be allowed!'

"If I can choose, I want to live a normal life." I grumbled and bit the rough apple in my hand. The incendiary conversations of these spirits are so annoying.

"No need to care about them. It's not them who determine you to be good or bad." Said the teenage girl behind me.

"Then who?" Much

"Yourselves. The expressions of others only make an impression, the fact that you are good or not determines yourself." The reply. I paused for a moment and smiled at him. He just shrugged, seemingly unconcerned with my thanks. We continued walking until the girl told us to stop.

"There's a door in the courtroom ahead." Clearly the one who was in reply nodded in unison Delon and I.

"You have a job, Lucy?" Delon asked the teenager.

"As usual, stacking. I live first yeah, bay." Lucy, a long blonde woman wearing a black suit, waved her hand as she walked away from us. Delon and I immediately opened the door and entered the room. Big and empty, that was my first impression.

The room I entered was a twenty-meter square room with walls painted in white.

An elegant brown carpet lay across the entire indoor floor, grand lights illuminating the room on the high ceiling.

In the middle of the room was a semi-circular table and four chairs behind it. Two men in their thirties were sitting there, apparently arguing.

"Excuse me chairman, the trial will start soon." Delon said they broke up their debate.

"I wonder why we have to do such a useless thing." after the silver-haired man in the ponytail, his sharp eyes looked at me like a disgusting thing.

"Come on Flitch, he's got the same rights as us." Said the brown-skinned man next to her casually. A hundred and eighty degrees different from the man next to him, this man had a very friendly and warm face, similar to the creature next to me. He also has short black hair.

"You're too naive Lateef. I want to end it immediately. Hey Delon, have Arzel's daughter sit down." Flitch orders in a condescending tone.

Delon rattled me to sit on a wooden chair provided in front of a semi-circular table. My heart was pumping twice as fast, the goosebumps tickled my back, the sweat flooded more than usual.

"Sorry, where are the other two leaders?" Delon asked politely.

"They were too busy with their tasks and coupled with considerable distance. So only the two of us can come, it just so happens that Flitch is in Singapore so he can be here." Lateef replied, warm man.

"In exchange, those who are not present will have a long-distance discussion later tonight with us to make a choice. For now we are only collecting arguments that will be considered for the verdict later tonight" Lateef said

"So, Isabella. Why should we let you live?" Lateef smiled kindly at me.