A dagger?Evie stiffened.“A dagger hung on top of his head?” she asked, and James’ head bobbed up and down.“Yes. It was really strange. It appeared out of nowhere and it was just there on top of his head ready to fall anytime.”Evie’s heart constricted. Based on the description, there was no mistaking that it was a type of Sword of Damocles. But she had to know more to be sure, although she already believed her guess by eighty percent.“What’s stranger was that when he tried to return to the cabin, he could not step out of the area. When he tried to run back to his group, he always bounced back as if hitting an invisible wall. But his friends could move freely.”

The bell rang and as expected, the mandrill came to pick Evie up on time. In reality, she was the only one in her classroom and did nothing the whole day but eat snacks and read notes. She could have just gone to search for James herself. But she was too lazy to deal with the curious gazes of people who both did and did not recognize her.Those who did not recognize her looked at her because they wanted to know who she was. The kind ones wanted to be friendly, while the others looked down on her obviously as she was wearing the school uniform, indicating her “status” as a scholarship student. This was technically not the case, but most often than not, those from good families would try to flaunt their wealth by wearing expensive clothes and accessories to try to mix in and increase their network within the circle.In short, those snotty rich kids would not be caught wearing the uniform unless required. But the cue word was “snotty”. Surprisingly, those who were really part of the uppe

“But it’s still not nice of them to talk about you and your family when they don’t know anything, right?”Evie was amused.“Yeah, it’s not nice. But so what? Can you stop people from talking? Even if you scold them one by one, who can guarantee that they will stop gossiping about you when you’re no longer in their presence?”Of course, James had nothing to say about it. After all, it’s the truth.“Why does she look like Uncle Francis, anyway? That’s weird, no? It’s easy for people to misunderstand,” he grumbled and Evie laughed at his naivete.She secretly flicked her hand towards the driver. It might appear as nothing to others, but she had plugged the man’s ears so he wouldn’t hear any of their conversation. Also, in the man’s eyes, she and James were not speaking at all but quietly sitting at the back. This would cost a lot of her energy, but she did not mind. It’s better than for others to hear them, she thought, before speaking to James.“Ever heard of plastic surgery?” she asked

“Not really,” James answered as he shook his head. “But we know where they are,” he added.“They’re from Altair University,” Richard supplied. “I heard they are sophomores. I just don’t know which department they are from.”University students?Evie bit her lower lip. It’s not that far from Altair City High School. She wondered if it’s possible to go there.“Why did you ask, boss? Do you want to see them?” James asked.“It’s not like I want to see them,” Evie began before sighing.She guessed she would just have to make Evely’s minions her own minions. There were still many things in this world that she was not really good at— geography for example. She had some memories, but it’s troublesome to go through the strands of recollections in her head all the time. Since these boys followed her anyway, then she could at least open up to them even just a bit.No, she would not really tell them about her celestial blood. But she would have to find an excuse that was more acceptable in this w

“It means…”“It means that anyone who had contact with those guys can be infected in the future, and they in turn could also infect others. If left alone, we’ll have monsters swarming the city in months or years,” Evie completed their sentence, and the room fell into silence once more.“I will contact my cousin immediately,” Richard offered, and he took out his phone, excused himself, and left the room to make a call.Left alone, James continued to look contemplative. He remained silent, but his eyes were on Evie, studying her unabashedly. In this instance, Evie admitted that in spite of the colored hair, the scholarly aura he had in his blood and bones radiated from him.“Do you have questions?” she asked, knowing full well that he had tons of things he wanted to ask her.At least, that’s what his face told her— well, that plus logic. After all, she was totally unlike the Evely that they knew. The previous one would not care whether other people lived or died as long as it’s not in f