“How was it? Did you take a good look?” Just as Fors left the street where Viscount Stratford’s mansion was, she saw Xio walk out with a down and vacant expression.

Xio nodded hesitantly.

“I did…”

Having said that, she seemed to come to her senses and said in shock, “I know her—no, him!”

“Him?” Fors was confused.

Xio habitually observed her surroundings before saying, “He’s Sherman! The Sherman I told you about!

“H-he actually became a woman!”

Fors was stunned as she subconsciously asked, “Were you mistaken?

“Could she be Sherman’s sister?”

Xio firmly shook her head.

“No, she admitted it herself and even told me not to disturb her. She wants to bid farewell to her past!

“But… how did he become a woman…”

Fors’s eyes darted around as she suddenly recalled something. She said in thought, “It’s not impossible either… There’s a Beyonder pathway that allows a man to become a woman at a certain stage.”

She recalled Miss Justice mentioning something similar during a free exchange session.

“Ah? Really?” Xio’s widened as she asked in disbelief.

Yes!” Fors had already recalled the exact conditions as she gave a rather confident answer.

“This…” Xio was momentarily unable to accept it, but she couldn’t find a rebuttal. All she could do was ask, “Which pathway is it?”

Fors replied, “Demoness!

“Uh, it’s the Assassin pathway.”

“Demoness… Sherman actually became a Demoness…” Xio repeated to herself.

Suddenly, her voice became louder.

“Could it be that she’s being taken advantage of?

“No, I must warn her!”

Xio turned around and ran with great strides in an attempt to catch up

a few blocks. Sherman and the carriage seemed to have disappeared into

finally stopped. She looked at the bustling

a few

“Gone…” Xio whispered.

gaze forward and thoughtfully

waiting for Xio to speak, she turned around

and

step forward

“Since they discovered a problem, will

their plans to be foiled, they might attempt one final strike tonight before we’re prepared!” Fors immediately agreed with Xio. “Let’s

nodded and replied

a warehouse

wooden crate. Her hands were crossed behind her back as

as though she was encased in a transparent cocoon,

stood in front of Shermane with a pitch-black flame that resembled ink burning in her palm. “At the very

express her wish, but Trissy was unmoved. She turned her flame-wielding palm around and

they scattered like flowing water. Following that, they penetrated her skin and flesh in an attempt to

nature. They were being pulled by invisible hands as they extended out in every

as they scattered into

curses and words. They flowed rapidly, fusing into

uncontrollably, but she didn’t feel any pain. It was

she saw Trissy’s figure turn

again, but she was unable

again and again like a flood was

an unknown period of time, the door to the warehouse opened with a thud

was the middle-aged Viscount

though it had been drenched by a storm and was

Stratford’s rather cut facial contours

were somewhat twisted. His eyes

Shermane. However, he turned anxious as he charged

him enter the warehouse, her face lit up as though it was covered in a

fearful expression as she attempted to shake her head frantically. However,

flowing out of her

was about to reach her, a loud bang suddenly rang out between the

an invisible wall that separated him from

question without hiding anything.” At this moment, a figure

facial features were charming, forming together into an abnormally sweet look. She resembled the lover that every young lad would fantasize about in his youth. She

Stratford’s response, she raised her right hand and conjured a

exposed skin instantly turned transparent as

every blood vessel, there was a black flame silently burning as it

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