My Immoral Detective System

Zion's brows furrowed before his fingers moved all of a sudden. It was a good thing that he felt warm energy floating in his body. Maybe it was Lia who had been using her healing skills like before. Otherwise, the pain that he had felt in his chest was worse enough to kill him off!

He parted his lips softly and closed as a layer of sweat formed on his forehead. It seemed as if he had just woken up from a nightmare that was so scary that it made his face pale. In fact, what had happened to him wasn't anything less than a nightmare. The fireball that had attacked his legs last night hit him again in his chest, and he couldn't do a damn thing about it!

The only relief was that he had experienced this attack before, so he knew what to expect. If it were any other energy balls that had hit his chest, he wouldn't have taken it quickly. He didn't even want to imagine what it felt like to be hit by an energy ball filled with thunderbolts! Even the thought was enough to make him shiver from head to toe!

All of a sudden, he felt like cursing that damned Methu man who forcibly sent him to this world after he died. He wanted to go and reincarnate, but what had that stupid furry man done? Sent him to an unknown world without even asking his permission!

At first, he hadn't thought too much of it since he never believed things would ever go beyond his expectations. He had enough faith in his deduction skills that if he focused on everything around him more, he wouldn't be able to miss out on small pieces of evidence unlike what he did before dying in his previous world.

But this world proved him wrong! Time and time again, the cases forced him to see his shortcomings, and now, he had realized that he needed to have a deep understanding of this world's magic before he could even think about solving cases!

Heh, it looks like he really had underestimated this world.

Just as he was thinking about this, he felt someone's soft hands moving against his chest, especially the part where he was attacked. He felt a sudden jolt of pain rushing into that area. The relaxed feeling that had surrounded him a while ago, bringing him momentary peace, was disturbed in an instant as a burning pain took its place.

Even though he was a man, and this was the first time a lady had touched his chest, instead of blushing, his brows were wrinkling in pain! It wasn't as if he was similar to his overly sexual system, who would lust after girls every single second of his life. Zion was an ordinary man who had never believed he would obtain any attention from girls at all!

In his original world, due to his lean body, slim muscles to the point of seeing bones through the skin, and dark circles that were always around his eyes, he wouldn't be attractive to girls in his whole school life. It wasn't until he went to his university and got the private detective's certificate that he gained some fans, but still, none of the girls had ever approached him! Most of the time, they were too afraid to even approach a few meters distance around him because of his status as a world famous detective!

Even then, he had fantasies about when a girl would touch him for real. In his mind, everything would be pleasant with an obedient girl in front of him. He had dreamt about a bunch of stuff he didn't even want to think about at this point, but just because of an injury, everything was ruined!

What to speak of pleasure, all he felt was burning pain that made his limbs tremble!

His eyes opened as his hands caught Lia's wrist, and he glared at her fiercely. Then he spoke through his gritted teeth. "I'll do it myself."

Lia didn't know what was going on in her servant's head. She threw the herbs at his face and got up before she brushed off the dust from her dress. It wasn't an elegant dress, to begin with. Her clothes and mud stains all over that changed its design altogether. "Suit yourself. I'll keep an eye outside."

Zion lowered his head and was shocked to see such a deep and darkened wound covering half his chest. His eyes widened at sight, but he took a deep breath and calmed his palpitating heart before he raised his trembling hands and applied the herbs.

How the heck did he come out alive even after having such a terrible wound on his chest? It was a miracle that he was still breathing!

Lia scoffed. "You owe me."

"I owe you," Zion muttered unconsciously as he continued to apply the herbs carefully without looking at her.

This time, the princess nodded with a satisfied expression as if she were ready to make use of this opportunity and force her servant to run errands for her. While this was happening, Lia was sitting at the mouth of the cave while glancing at her human servant now and then to see if Zion was still alive or not.

Just then, a thought flashed through her head. "Why did you want to go to the library today?"

Zion's hands paused as he thought about what he should say and then continued to apply the medicine. "I want to know more about this world, especially the elves and their magical powers. I would end up dying someday without that knowledge."

The princess scoffed again. "Should have asked me before putting yourself in danger last night. I would have warned you enough." Then she silently added that she would have scared him so much that he wouldn't dare to take a step away from her, but she wouldn't utter those words and said, "Well, you see, the elves are divided into six classes when it comes to power. From the first level to sixth, and mind you, the last one only belongs to the Queen."

Zion noted how Lia pressed onto the word 'Queen' as if she was too angry to say that word.

Lia didn't care about that and continued. "The first level is when one learns basic skills like throwing energy balls, as you observed just now. There are other things too that they learn, such as inserting energy into weapons and protective shields, but those aren't important. As the level keeps rising, you will see the elves getting more and more powerful." Then she turned to look at him with a serious expression on her face. "Do you know why they can make so many clocks? Because almost everyone, even a kid who has passed the first level can make them."

Just as Lia wanted to add something to what she just said, she heard the noise of footsteps coming from the outside.