I'm a proper student; I only take nine kinds of potions every day.

After hanging up the phone, Evan took a deep breath, his dark eyes gleaming.

The sky outside the window had completely darkened, and the gas lamps on the street formed a string of shimmering beads, looking like a dream.

"This day... has finally arrived!"

From the time travel to the present, the ancestor above my head has always been a sword hanging over my head.

Although this sword had once saved him, Evan was still very clear about what this guy's purpose was.

"Then let me ask you properly!"

"Are you a man or a woman?!"

After talking with Dr. Armitage, Ivan also joined Richard in preparing the necessary supplies.

As two of the four individuals with leadership abilities, it is impossible for Evan and Richard to leave the company at the same time.

Given the possibility of needing to survive in the wild, the two ultimately decided that Ivan would take David with him.

David possesses a variety of ingenious inventions and machines, and he has considerable experience in wilderness survival.

Because it was inconvenient to conduct various experiments in the city in the early years, he built a temporary workshop outside.

Therefore, he is very suitable for this job.

The materials prepared were not many, mainly various kinds of magic potions, materials and other items.

While the two were packing their things, David and Erron, who had finished their mission, returned.

Neither of them had any extraordinary missions today. Erlong's mission was to find a cat for a noblewoman.

The cat has been successfully found, and he received a $10 reward.

David, on the other hand, was helping a small factory with an exorcism.

However, the reality is that there is no supernatural power residing in the factory.

The main problem was that the ventilation duct was connected incorrectly, causing the cool air that should have been expelled to be sent back up onto everyone's heads.

This makes these workers always feel like someone is blowing cold air on them.

After finishing the job, David received $7.

These people now pocket all their earnings.

Then, when it's time to pay rent or purchase related supplies, everyone contributes money and uses this public fund to make the purchases.

After all, the number of people is small now, so they are still very easy to manage.

After Evan explained the mission to David, David immediately said that there were no problems.

The four of them then had dinner together, and Evan leisurely took the tram back to Guding Street.

I had just gotten off the tram when I saw a young man on the street corner, his whole body wrapped in rope, groaning in pain.

The young man's eyes were filled with terror as he screamed for help.

The dim light from the streetlights fell on his swollen face, making him look incredibly miserable and wretched.

But the pedestrians on both sides had gloating expressions on their faces, as if they wanted to spit on him.

Two police officers arrived quickly and, after confirming the young man's identity, took him away.

From the conversations of passersby, Ivan learned the young man's identity.

This guy is a thug who's recently appeared in this neighborhood.

Taking advantage of his familiarity with the area, he has been intimidating and extorting the children here for half a month, stealing a lot of money.

The police naturally didn't want to get involved in such trivial matters, nor did they want to waste time catching such a cunning and difficult-to-catch petty thief.

This has led to a recent reluctance among the children in the neighborhood to attend school.

And it was at this moment that someone made a move.

So this scumbag got beaten up by the mysterious man and tied up on the street.

When the police saw that the criminal had been brought to them, they didn't care who did it and were quite happy to arrest him so easily.

As you walk through Corner Alley back to Guding Street, you'll see newsboys on the street excitedly shouting.

"Bully Mike has been thoroughly beaten up by Black Silk Man!"

"Friends, we don't need to be afraid anymore!"

The newsboy's clear, high-pitched voice echoed through the night streets, under the dim yellow gaslight...

Many children poked their heads out from behind doors and windows, asking excitedly, "Were they really taken away?"

The newsboy below shouted excitedly, "Of course! I saw that guy get beaten so badly his whole face turned into a pig's head!"

"Then those two lousy cops took him away!"

"Black Stockings Hero is amazing! Black Stockings Hero is our savior!"

Upon hearing this, all the children cheered with joy.

Those little faces peeking out from behind the window flapped around, full of joy and relaxation.

As the children cheered, the adults in the street also breathed a sigh of relief.

Because that guy was quite cunning and specifically targeted lone children.

They are usually too busy with work to wait for the other party to show up at street corners or in alleys.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the Black Silk Hero made a move!

Blacksmith O'Brien wiped the sweat from his brow and spoke in his loud voice to old Tom across the street.

"That woman in black stockings is truly a good neighbor in our dock area!"

"They've really been a great help to us lately!"

Old Tom sat on a small stool, a woman's shoe tucked between his knees, and by the light of the oil lamp by the door, he was stitching thread into the sole of the shoe while talking.

"Yes! Those thieves, thugs, and even gang thugs we dare not offend..."

"They've all been taken care of by the Black Stocking Heroes!"

"I've even felt that the safety situation in the entire dock area has improved a lot recently!"

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Listening to the conversation, Evan forced himself to hold back his laughter.

Black Stockings Heroine...

No matter how many times he heard the name, Evan almost couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The black-stockinged hero who secretly upholds justice is none other than Uncle Parker, who has experienced two major life changes.

The path Uncle Parker chose was pretty much what Ivan had predicted.

He concealed his true identity and acted as a chivalrous hero under a completely new and unfamiliar persona.

At night, he transforms into a black-stockinged heroine who protects his neighbors; by day, he remains the same righteous and enthusiastic foreman at the dock.

Parker, now middle-aged, is quite steady, even though he had previously felt the trust his coworkers placed in him.

But he hasn't rashly started any workers' associations or unions.

Because he knew that they, as scattered soldiers, couldn't possibly resist anything.

Therefore, Parker's approach is more to use his new identity to gradually ignite the resistance of the lower classes.

And by showing those criminals their pathetic state, we can tell them that these guys are just ordinary people, and there's no difference between us!

Over the past few months, Evan and Parker have met several times.

Parker didn't explain his current situation or identity, but just smiled and said that he could tell him if he encountered any trouble.

Parker is much more confident now than before.

The lingering smell of smoke and alcohol was gone, and his previously overweight body, typical of middle age, had become more proportionate.

On several occasions when Ivan visited, he saw Uncle Parker's wife and current children, who all adored and admired him.

He had a proud smile on his face as he spoke.

Meanwhile, Evan was also taking advantage of the situation, secretly helping Uncle Parker look after his family.

"Black Stockings Hero... Hahaha!"

After returning home, Evan covered his stomach with both hands and let out a burst of laughter like a milk dragon.

When Parker first debuted, Evan was thinking about whether to help Parker come up with some cool names to guide the public.

However, without waiting for Evan's guidance, the crowd quite crudely and directly named him Black Silk Man based on the black threads that Parker spat out of his mouth.

Since black stockings don't carry as much meaning these days, Parker accepted them quite naturally.

"Hey! Why is the 'Black Stockings Hero' a middle-aged man instead of a pair of alluring, long, beautiful legs?"

After laughing, Ivan made a comment, took off his hat and hung it on the hook.

Just as he loosened his tie, there was a knock on the door behind him.

Evan instinctively and instantly unleashed his Demon Hunter form, clearly sensing a strong supernatural aura outside the door.

"Who?" Evan asked in a low voice.

The person outside the door said respectfully, "It's me, Aiden."

Upon hearing the name, Evan's brow furrowed in surprise.

Over the past few months, he had heard some news about this newly crowned witch from Hill.

Aiden, who has become a witch, has kept a low profile in recent months, spending most of her time hiding in the witch's tower.

She thus focused intently on adapting to and honing her witch powers.

In reality, the clothing company was operating normally, and it seemed that no one had noticed the change in their boss.

This made Evan somewhat curious about Aiden's situation, but he didn't ask any further questions.

After all, he already has a lot to do every day.

He cautiously pushed open the door, and Ivan's expression was even more surprised.

Because standing outside the door was a handsome young man dressed in a well-fitting black suit with a checkered scarf around his neck.

It was Aiden from before.

The Aiden in front of me is no different from before, a real man!

His straight shoulders and slightly tucked-in chin gave him a posture that exuded a unique masculine competence and efficiency.

"Please...please come in."

Evan welcomed Aiden in.

Aiden walked in with a gentle smile and a uniquely elegant gait.

"I'm sorry it's been so long since we last met."

Evan smiled and poured Aiden a glass of water, saying, "I'm relieved to see that everything is going well for you."

Aiden politely accepted the water, smiling as he said, "You seem a little surprised by my current appearance."

Evan nodded quite directly: "Indeed, I thought that after becoming a witch... everyone would become a woman."

Aiden smiled gently after hearing this, then stood up, accompanied by a surge of black mist.

Then a scene that shocked Ivan appeared.

The man, Aiden, instantly transformed into a woman wearing a mysterious and alluring black tulle dress, with fair, jade-like skin and a hot, tall figure...

A stunningly beautiful woman who exudes endless allure and evokes endless fantasies simply by looking at her.

The moment the thin mist dissipated, the man's sharp and capable demeanor vanished, replaced by a gentleness and mystery that seeped from his very bones.

His neck was long and fair, his Adam's apple had completely disappeared, and his previously angular and handsome face had now become a round and smooth oval face with a touch of cuteness.

Even the way they moved changed from the upright posture of a man to the graceful and gentle posture of a woman.

With a gentle twist of her waist, the black veil rippled like water, making any man's imagination run wild.

The once deep male voice had become even gentler and milder.

"My name is now Leisa Elden."

You can call me Aiden or Elden, it's fine.

Upon hearing the name, Ivan instinctively muttered, "Then when will you rule the borderlands?"

Elden blinked upon hearing this: "Where is the border?"

Evan coughed and said, "It's nothing, just pretend I'm having a brain fart."

Elden wasn't surprised to hear this.

Although she hasn't shown herself recently, she has been communicating with that sage witch a lot through magic.

The two sides have established a fairly solid relationship of trust and cooperation.

Hill had warned Elden that if he couldn't keep up with Evan's erratic and erratic emotions, he should just pretend he didn't hear her.

Alden, now a woman, sat down gracefully, crossed her legs, and spoke in a mature and dignified voice.

"I owe my success today to your guidance."

"I came here specifically to express my gratitude to you."

Ivan smiled and waved his hand, saying, "I also have my own purposes. It's a win-win situation for everyone."

He then gazed at Elden's alluring figure: "You can... switch genders at will now?"

Elden smiled slightly with her red lips: "Yes, this can be considered a special power bestowed upon me by the witch."

"It is precisely because of this special power that I am now more suited to bring misfortune to others."

As she said this, a cold glint flashed in her deep, alluring eyes.

She then suppressed her ruthlessness and looked at Ivan, saying, "By the way, besides expressing my gratitude, this visit also serves as a reminder to you."

As she spoke, she composed herself and became serious.

"The Witch of Misfortune can sense the fluctuations of fate."

"Recently, I have been fully committed to adapting to and mastering this power."

"It was around noon today that I sensed the fluctuations of the witch's power."

"And the source of this fluctuation is actually you!"

Upon hearing this, Ivan was startled.

Around noon?

Why does the witch's power fluctuate at noon?

In an instant, Ivan realized the key: the Wings of the Black Sun!

The only anomaly during that period was the resonance between the Black Sun Wings and faith!

Elden, oblivious to Evan's unusual behavior, continued speaking earnestly.

"Then I will use the witch's power to perform a divination for you..."

At this point, Elden's voice was filled with awe and reverence.

"Mr. Arkham...you seem to possess a great power that has a deep connection with witches!"

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