The Bungsu Princess Inferior

44. Young Master Lin

"Oh almost forgot!" as soon as I landed I formed a protective layer, so that others could not detect the whereabouts of me and Balin.

Balin managed to land stable, now he looks at me confused because I made a protective layer.

"I forgot not to wear gloves and body armor, wait a minute."

Balin nodded and waited in silence, while I flicked my finger, a pair of gloves fitted to my hands, I bewitched it to the point of being invisible, others would not know that I was wearing gloves. But for a moment, I saw the main city streets of the fire kingdom were very crowded, many people were walking freely. The danger is that if someone nudges me by accident, since time travel with Aciel, the image of Aciel's burning father is always on my mind, and it never seems to go away. That memory made me even more cautious, I didn't want the same incident to be repeated on others. I closed my eyes, my aura began to envelop my body, making a layer like the outer skin, attached and following the shape and color of my body from the top of the hair to the tip of the foot.

I opened my eyes and checked, "Balin, what do you think?"

"Perfect Your Majesty," Balin looked at me confidently.

I smiled, "thank God! Now it's time to hide our aura."

Balin nodded, he immediately removed the trace of his aura, of course this was not something foreign to him considering he was a disciple whom Uncle Ezio trusted very much.

"Alright Balin, for the mission in the fire country I will call you with Young Master Lin."

Balin looked awkward, but he no longer denied considering this was the order I gave him, "and you can call me Rara."

"ehm, well Your Highness... Rara."

I smiled with satisfaction, and laughed. "Well Young Master Lin, let's start together." I flew the guard up to a small, quiet street, then snapped a finger. My protective shield erupted like a soapy water balloon, releasing me and Balin from protection.

"Come, young master."

Balin began to walk in front of me, somehow I feel happy, at least I can repay his services even a little. We walked down the small streets, away from the bustle of the main road. My eyes seemed to be pampered with the glitter of gold and silver that decorated every building in the country of fire, although we were far from the main road, but these small streets felt so majestic and clean.

"Young Master Lin, has the fire country always been this clean and grand?" I asked as I continued to walk behind Balin.

"The land of fire is one of the most advanced countries in the solar empire, this country besides being famous for a thousand artists or craftsmen, is also famous for its cleanliness."

I nodded in understanding, and we continued to follow that small path. The houses are built like a palace although smaller than the actual palace, but no less magnificent in the slightest, it seems that the king frees his people to express, because each building has its own distinctive style.

"Young Master, when was the last young master to visit this country?" ask me to stop stepping.

"Have there been any changes so far?" ask me again because I really still do not believe that there is a country as perfect as this, since it was running I did not find a single beggar, even scattered garbage does not exist.

"So far it doesn't seem to exist, unless it feels quieter than usual." I was thinking, what does the explosion have to do with the craftsmen? As I was about to ask another question, I saw Balin staring in one direction with a standby gaze.

I followed Balin's gaze, a man seemed to be walking hastily towards us. The man was sweating so much that his clothes looked wet. Sweat was still dripping from his short black hair, his breath panting as if he had run away. The man continued to approach us, apparently unaware of our presence. Balin stood in front of me, ready to protect me. The man continued walking, his gaze clearly visible towards us, but strangely he did not stop in front of Balin at all, he continued walking and oh my goodness, he walked right through my body and Balin. The man continued walking until he entered one of the houses near us standing.

After the man entered the house, I turned back and looked at the pale-looking Balin. "Are we dead?"

I also thought out loud, why can my body and Balin be pierced just like that? The man didn't even seem to be aware of our presence. Suddenly I remembered something and hit my own forehead.

"Ah my goodness! I'm sorry Balin, I forgot something so important!" Balin looked at me still with his pale face, "please we're not dead yet."

Balin seemed to take a deep breath, I smiled seeing him believe my words. "I forget that we are traveling through time" I said, realizing my own stupidity.

"Time travel?" asked Balin with a surprised look.

"Yes, we were in the land of fire exactly 2 months ago." Balin seemed to want more explanation, "I think that if we do this mission in the present, of course there is a possibility of information leakage. I don't want to see the falsities made just because we're going to visit, I want to see the real everyday side."

I looked into Balin's eyes, "sorry so Balin seems our disguise is in vain this time because if we time travel to the past, we can only be like spectators, he said, we can't and can't change the past, so we can only observe. Our bodies are invisible and our existence will be unknown, except by the time controller. One more thing I just found out is that our bodies are transparent and impenetrable."

I flicked my hand, and then we returned to our original form. "I'm sorry, I even forgot that we're time-traveling to the past" he said.

In my heart, I cursed myself to forget important facts. My passion for exchanging roles with Balin is gone now. There was no more reason for me to give him an undercover order, because not only would they not be aware of our presence, but they would indeed never assume we existed!

"DUAR! THE DUAR! THE DUAR!" suddenly the sound of explosions rang out very loudly. Black smoke billowed over the house the man entered.

I was so panicked and startled, "Copy did something bad happen to that guy?"

"Not necessarily Your Majesty, remember this is the land of a thousand craftsmen." Balin was still staring at the plume of smoke rising.

"Balin, my curiosity can't be contained anymore!" I walked quickly into the house, Balin following me behind.