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"You... you... you are... Emily?!"

Mengdie was about to respond when she heard Xiu's voice in her ear.

"Miss Mengdie, I'm speaking to you in a special way right now. Please don't make any unnecessary movements."

Startled by Xiu's sudden voice, Mengdie tensed up but managed not to show any reaction to the clerk. After discerning the source of the voice, she noticed it was coming from her earring.

Mengdie pretended to respond to the clerk while subtly touching her earring. As she did, Xiu, hidden away, winced due to a burst of static noise through his device.

"Alright, alright! You figured out how I'm speaking to you, right? Okay, I'll be straight with you. When I helped you put on the earring, I also installed a tiny voice transmission device. I'm a genius, haha! I really am a genius!"

Xiu's laugh, both mad and silly, made Mengdie want to knock the earring again.

"Don't knock it! It's all noise! Cough cough, actually, this voice device is a special invention of mine. I ground wind magic crystal fragments into fine powder and put them into a device no bigger than half a fingernail. It was a tough job because the device is so small, yet it had to channel the power of the magic crystal fragments. I spent weeks researching it. Although it's basically complete, the downside is the limited power extracted from the crystal powder, so it can't be used for long. But, haha, it's still something I'm proud of! Go on, call me a genius!"

Mengdie tapped the earring again, causing Xiu to wince. Finally, he got to the point.

"Miss Mengdie, please remember, you need to play the role of a more feminine than female dancer and singer. Lead them to escape from the General's mansion and arrange everything properly. I'll signal you in the night sky afterward, and you can then find a way to escape."

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"Please remember, do not disrupt this plan. Absolutely, absolutely do not mess it up, okay? Miss Mengdie, sma..."

The transmission cut off there, indicating that the magic crystal's power was probably depleted.

Mengdie knew what she had to do. She had to endure this for the sake of saving others, but dressing like this and pretending to be a woman was still very uncomfortable for her.

Sigh... Well, it’s for saving lives! Even the most painful things will pass if I endure them!

Facing the clerk's lecherous gaze at her skirt, Mengdie forced a smile instead of showing disgust. She awkwardly covered the view between her legs, saying, “Ah, sir. I am Emily, I am ready.”

Mengdie’s smile, like warm sunshine in winter, melted the clerk's grimace. He revealed an uncontrollable lewd smile, drooling at the sight of her. It seemed he was completely captivated by the girl before him.

“Ah... you... you are? Haha... haha. Makeup does wonders for girls.”

The clerk wiped the drool from his mouth, opened the door, and said, “Come, General Del has been waiting. Miss Emily, please.”

Mengdie smiled again and followed the clerk, stepping lightly out of the room.

The beautiful green-haired girl became a moving spectacle wherever she went. On the way to the open-air banquet hall, Mengdie constantly felt the astonishing gazes around her. To those who seemed to want to strip her bare with their eyes, Mengdie had to endure and keep smiling, a form of extreme torture for her.

Humiliation... absolute humiliation!

They soon reached the luxurious outdoor banquet area in the General's mansion. The place was already dazzlingly lit up, a stark contrast to the somber city outside. White marble sculptures stood around the venue, bright glass oil lamps outshining the stars. The table was laden with sumptuous foods, a scene of extravagance.

“Miss Emily, this way, please.”

The clerk, who had started addressing her respectfully as "Miss Emily," timidly offered his hand, seemingly wanting to escort Mengdie.

Mengdie found his gesture repulsive. Did he think she was an old lady needing assistance? But when she noticed that all the women were being escorted by men, she realized it was customary. Reluctantly, she smiled at the clerk and placed her delicate hand in his.

The clerk was ecstatic, never dreaming he could actually touch Mengdie’s hand. He excitedly gripped her hand, rubbing and caressing it, reveling in the smoothness. His actions made Mengdie's skin crawl, and she quickly withdrew her hand, stepping back.

The clerk paused, then regretted his overly eager behavior. But it was too late; Mengdie was already standing aside, hands clasped, warily watching him.

“Miss Emily... please... this way...” The clerk motioned towards the banquet hall, where a man around sixty years old with a mustache was sitting at the main seat, talking with the elite guests. That must be General Del.

Mengdie, recalling Xiu's words, was aware of her role as a dancer and singer. She had to captivate everyone's attention at the General's mansion, a task she found daunting and uncomfortable.

Sighing, she shook her head gently at the clerk, saying, “I’m sorry, sir. May I make a small request?”

Asking this, Mengdie blushed. She felt shy about volunteering to perform as a dancer and singer.

However, her blush thrilled the clerk. He nodded more eagerly than a sewing machine, rushing forward and embracing Mengdie's hand, kissing it loudly, “Yes, yes, yes! Anything for Miss Emily!”

Disgusting! It was utterly disgusting!! Kissing the hand of a man!!!

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