“Okay, thank you, Levi.
You’ve really grown up.”
Emily showed a gratified expression.
The gloomy knot in her heart caused by Jason’s passing was slowly unraveling.
Although it would be a slow and painful process, it was heading in a positive direction.
Emily couldn’t help but feel emotional.
Half a year ago, Levi was still an immature boy in her eyes, often acting jealous in front of Jason, being playful, and neglecting his studies.
But half a year ago, it was as if he had suddenly grown up, becoming well-behaved and sensible, taking the initiative to do housework, asking her for knowledge, and working hard in his studies.
And now, he had even become a man she could rely on.
“Perhaps, as he said, a man can change overnight.”
Emily stood by the windowsill, watching Levi’s retreating figure on the street, and smiled softly.
…
Levi took a public carriage and arrived at the Upper Street of Iron Cross Street.
Only Upper Street had public carriage stops.
From here, entering the narrow streets of the Lower Street slums could only be done on foot.
Levi first rented a hidden room at 126 Upper Street for 6 soli per month to serve as his safe house.
He would complete his disguises here before each mission and use it as a transit station when shaking off enemy pursuit.
He finished changing into a new outfit inside the room.
In the mirror appeared a tall, exquisite girl: black hair reaching her shoulders, narrow eyes, a high bridge of the nose, deep red lips, and a pointed chin.
Wearing a white shirt and black slim-fit cuffed trousers, she looked like a professional woman, exuding a cold and elegant beauty while outlining seductive, graceful curves.
Levi had to admit that the Mutual Aid Society possessed an extraordinary level of skill in designing female attire, far superior to the top fashion designers of his previous life.
To the point that whenever he looked at himself in the mirror, his desires would be piqued…
Speaking of desire, the pattern on his chest seemed to be getting slightly hot again…
A wave of alertness hit Levi’s heart, and he quickly washed his face with cold water to calm down.
With the disguise complete, he picked up the final item prepared by the Mutual Aid Society from the box:
A small black butterfly-shaped bow tie.
A small note was attached to the back of the bow tie:
Mystical Item: butterfly of vanity.
It makes the wearer’s every move more charming and feminine.
Negative effect: It must be worn in a conspicuous place, and the effects it brings will not fade when the wearer stops wearing it; instead, it permanently changes the wearer’s body.
…
A complex feeling flashed through Levi’s heart.
He knew that although his current disguise was already more charming and beautiful than most women, flaws could easily appear in many details.
To ensure the success of the mission, he decided to wear it, but he would take it off immediately after each mission.
I don’t want to turn into a femboy…
Levi sighed, thought for a while, and tied the butterfly of vanity around his neck, which happened to cover the abnormality of his Adam’s apple.
However, this made him look even more seductive, almost like a carefully wrapped commodity…
“This is all to avenge Jason…”
Levi took a deep breath of soft air, walked out of 132 Upper Street, and entered the chaotic zone of the Iron Cross Street’s Lower Street.
His destination was the Kingfisher Bar located in the Lower Street.
This was a famous red-light district in the Lower Street and the territory of the Hyena Gang.
The one in charge of the Kingfisher Bar was the leader of the Hyena Gang—”Madam Red” Samira.
She was less than 1.6 meters tall, with red hair and an exaggerated figure.
She controlled about 40 prostitutes and 10 thugs.
She possessed some fighting ability and might be a Beyonder.
All this information came from the intelligence provided by Ms.
B, and it had to be said that it was quite detailed.
Knowing what to expect, Levi pushed open the doors of the Kingfisher Bar, immediately attracting a lot of attention.
Most of the men cast greedy glances at him, while many women looked him up and down with eyes full of jealousy.
A drunken regular immediately asked the bartender:
“Is this a new girl?
She’s way too hot!
How much?”
Another red-nosed fellow, carrying a large mug of oat beer, leaned in front of Levi.
While reaching out to put an arm around her shoulder, he smirked:
“Miss, you’re dressed like a female teacher, but your aura is like a bitch.
What exactly are you here for?”
Levi didn’t speak, quietly waiting for the moment the hand landed on his shoulder.
Then, with a sudden dodge, he grabbed the man’s wrist and twisted it back.
Red-nose immediately let out a scream of pain.
Two thugs in the shadows immediately stood up, ready to step forward, but were stopped by a delicate, slender hand.
“Don’t be in a hurry.
I’ll meet her.”
A woman about 1.7 meters tall, wearing an open-collared beige shirt, a black short leather skirt, and white stockings, came swaying over in high heels.
“Miss, what are your needs?
Don’t be shy, speak up.
The Kingfisher Bar treats everyone equally and can also provide satisfactory services for women.”
The tall woman walked up to Levi, looking levelly at this cold and elegant woman who was about the same height as her.
A hint of appreciation couldn’t help but surface in her eyes.
Following the persona he had prepared, Levi spoke with a cold smile:
“Is that so?
I think you’re quite good.
I’d like to see how you’ll provide me with satisfactory service.”
He knew the identity of the woman opposite him: “White Socks” Lorrain, Samira’s deputy.
Provoke the second-in-command, defeat her, use it as a stepping stone, and then squeeze into the opponent’s team to take her place.
This was Levi’s rough plan; the rest would depend on improvisation.
Complex emotions flickered in Lorrain’s eyes.
She gave Levi a deep look and then slowly reached out her delicate, slender hand.
Levi’s body tensed, ready to counter-attack.
However, that hand reached straight for Levi’s neck at a slow, non-threatening speed, and two slender fingers hooked into his bow tie.
“Alright, come upstairs with me.”
She smiled, gave the bow tie a gentle tug, and turned to lead Levi toward the second floor.
Levi reacted with some shock, shaking off Lorrain’s hand with slight awkwardness before following behind her.
“It seems she doesn’t intend to make a scene on the first floor but plans to take me to the second floor, her familiar territory, to ambush me.
Hmm, I need to pay extra attention to the windows later.
If the situation turns unfavorable, I can use the Assassin’s featherfall ability to jump out.
Besides, Samira might not even be a Beyonder, so Lorrain likely isn’t either.
I have a revolver on me, so I shouldn’t be at a disadvantage in a fight…”
While following Lorrain upstairs, Levi quickly calculated the possible outcomes of the upcoming situation and his responses in his mind.
At that moment, some patrons around them slapped the tables and shouted excitedly:
“Hey, hey, hey!
Lorrain is going to grind her slutty tofu again!”