Around midnight, Drellis took Torak and left the vilge under the cover of night.

  Non had cast a "Haste" spell on him, so his movements were quick even though he now carried the female Torak. Although he wasn't a knight, Drellis was just one step away from reaching the Sword apprentice level.

  Reaching the Sword apprentice level was the minimum requirement one had to have in order to become a Knight. Unfortunately for Drellis, he didn't have the training or resources to become one back in the day which is why he ended up becoming a mercenary.

  However, that doesn't mean he doesn't have the talent. His big, burly physique was a testament to all the hard work he had put in. All he cked was a sword manual or technique in order to breakthrough and officially become a Sword apprentice.

  Sword manuals or techniques were mandatory for one to become a sword master unless one was a natural born sword master genius.

  These manuals and techniques were monopolized by powerful organisations and noble families, so it was basically impossible for commoners to have access to them since they were also extremely expensive.

  The only way for a commoner to become a knight and officially step into the path of a sword master was to work under a powerful organisation or join one of the noble families. Basically, shackling themselves and becoming their pawns.

  Twelve years ago, when he was still in his twenties. Drellis had captured the eye of a young noble lord who offered to take him into his family as knight trainee.

  Excited, he accepted the offer thinking that it was an opportunity only to find out that the young noble's family ran a sve trade business as the young noble gave him a tour of their business venue the following day.

  The young, righteous and hotblooded Drellis didn't hesitate and directly beheaded the young noble before freeing the sves and escaping within the chaos. This was the reason he had become a wanted man within the Empire.

  The once, righteous and hotblooded Drellis had suffered a lot after killing that young noble. Everything that happened to him after killing that young noble was a lesson he would never forget about this world's true nature. But that is a story for another day.

  Back to the present. Drellis sped into the night with determination in his eyes, the city was a bit far from the vilge, so he had to give it his all if he wanted to reach it by morning.

  Back in the chief's mansion, Non looked at the attribute panel in front of her as she id on Torak's huge bed with a bewildered expression. Her face almost buried in Lilith's chest as she slept while hugging Non in her arms tightly.

  At this moment, Lilith's beautiful and shiny blonde hair, smooth white skin and overall beautiful appearance was visible. After taking care of Torak, Non had ordered the servants in the mansion to draw a bath and prepare food for Lilith since she had been imprisoned for a long time and was dirty.

  Her current appearance was the result of being washed and pampered by the maids and servants.

  As Non looked at the attribute panel, silently panicking inside, a message popped up.

  [Oh! I forgot to mention that Luminars are extremely clingy... So good luck with that.]

  Non: "..."

  "Pfft!" Luna couldn't help but ugh in her domain as she watched Lilith basically suffocate Non with her... Big "assets."

  The next day, early in the morning. Non woke up as she felt an empty space next to her. Turning over to look, Lilith was nowhere in sight.

  "Hm? Is she gone?" Non asked herself as a knock came from the door.

  "Come in!" Non shouted as her attention shifted from Lilith's sudden absence.

  The door opened and three maids walked into the room, dropping to their knees and bowing to Non in the middle of the room.

  "What is this? I already informed every servant in the mansion that there's no need for all of you to kneel in my presence." Non said as she sat on the edge of the bed with her arms crossed.

  "No miss, it's not that!" Said the first maid.

  "We've come to express our gratitude!" The second maid followed.

  "We thank the young miss for getting rid of that pig!" The third maid also chimed in.

  Non upon looking at the maids closer, remembered that he had seen them in Torak's memories. These three women had suffered a lot of abuse from Torak.

  The first maid was Lily; she used to be a cheerful and likeable girl in the vilge before Torak forcibly took her in as his maid and vioted her every night.

  The second maid was Rose, an orphan from the city. Torak's older brother had kidnapped her from the orphanage and brought her to the vilge as a gift to Torak. She was fierce and feisty so Torak would often beat her to a pulp before forcing himself on her.

  The third maid was Sandy, an illegitimate child of a noble family in the city. Her father sold her to Torak's brother and asked him to get rid of her, but Torak's brother decided to send her to the vilge instead.

  Sandy was a smart and cold woman. Torak had never touched or vioted her because his brother was worried about her noble background even though she was an abandoned illegitimate child.

  However, Torak would still drag her in and force her to watch as he vioted and abused Rose and Lily, her dearest friends.

  Non looked at the three women, all currently in their early twenties.

  "He's still alive." She suddenly spoke.

  ""Huh?!"" Rose and Lily said upon hearing this while Sandy silently stared at Non.

  "He's in very good condition too, so you guys will probably meet him... I mean her, again one day." Non said.

  ""W-What...?"" Rose and Lily replied in unison as their entire bodies shook in fear.

  Sandy, upon carefully analysing Non's statement. Gathered the courage to ask.

  "Miss, what do you mean by "Her?""

  "I mean exactly what I said, Torak's no longer a man. From today on, he'll suffer a fate worse than death as a woman in the hands of his own brother. The next time you meet him; he'll be nothing more than a shell of his former self. So gather your resolve and prepare yourselves for that day." Non said in a gentle voice.

  "A-Ah..." Lily felt her chest loosen as tears began falling from her eyes uncontrolbly.

  "I-Is that true." Rose followed suite as she began crying as well.

  "I'm a person who tends to keep my word. So, it's a promise." Non reassured the two young women as they wailed uncontrolbly.

  A few minutes ter, after Sandy consoled Lily and Rose, they left the room. Leaving Non and Sandy alone.

  "Hm? Do you have something to say?" Non asked as she looked at Sandy. Although she hadn't shed a single tear while Lily and Rose cried. Non could still see the pain she felt in her heart for her dear friends through her eyes.

  Being forced to watch as her dear friends were vioted was not a pleasant experience at all, even though she herself had never been touched.

  "Power!" Sandy suddenly shouted as she clenched her teeth and clenched her fists hard.

  "Hmm? What do you mean?" Non asked

  "Can you give me the power to protect them? Please I beg of you!" Sandy shouted as she dropped to her knees and bowed.

  "..." Non was silent as she looked at Sandy.

  "Please young miss!!" Sandy begged.

  Non continued to silently stare at her, before standing up and walking to Sandy. Stopping in front of her.

  "If you're willing to face the wrath of this world along with me, then I'll give you that power." Non said.

  "Heh! This world has already forsaken me, if I have to go against it to protect those dear to me. Then so be it!"

  Sandy scoffed as her determination and resolve fshed in her eyes. Non put out her hand to her.

  "Very well. Now take my hand and stand tall, those who walk the same path as I do not grovel before me but stand tall and walk beside me."

  Sandy took Non's hand and stood up. Finally, tears burst out of her eyes uncontrolbly as Non was now holding both of her hands with a gentle smile on her face.

  "You've also suffered a lot. There's no need for you to hold your tears back."

  Non hugged Sandy as she cried and wailed uncontrolbly, even louder than Lily and Rose before.

  ...

  ...

  ...

  Elsewhere. Nestled between glimmering sapphire mountains and a vast emerald forest, the city of Lunareth stood tall. Surrounded by a huge wall made of steel.

  Defensive barrier magic circles could be seen on the walls. Inside, the city was bustling with life as many went about their business. Vendors shouting over the crowd, offering everything from sizzling street food to knockoff watches.

  Their voices competing with the buzz of conversation, construction ctter, and the joys and shouts of children.

  Every corner pulsed with movement, merchants brushed past street performers as nobles passed by in carriages on the paved roads, accompanied by knights on horseback in fancy armor.

  Few magicians dressed in cloaks could be seen among the knights accompanying the nobles as well. Compared to knights or sword masters. Magicians were rare since it required talent and knowledge to become one.

  So, magicians were more valued than knights. Even commoners could become magicians as long as they had the talent. Unlike swordsmanship, the Veilborne Empire pursued magic more since it was once an empire built by magicians a long time ago.

  So, magic manuals were spread out across the empire in order to give birth to more magicians. However, only a few had the talent for it. This raised the status of magicians considerably since they were rare.

  At this moment, there were knights at the city gates. Checking identity tokens and granting people passes as people from all walks of life were going in and out of the city.

  At this moment, Torvaal. A tall, lean middle-aged man stood above at the top of the city wall wearing a luxurious and fancy white cloak, adorned with crystal gems with his hoodie down.

  Revealing his fierce and stern face with a big scar across his left eye. Giving him an intimidating presence.

  As one of the few pinnacle 4th circle magicians in the city. He was assigned to guard the city gate and was named the city gate commander. He was in command of the knights guarding the gate below and had his own squad of second and third circle magicians spread out on different points on top of the city wall.

  "Lord Torvaal!" A mage suddenly shouted as he rushed over.

  "Hmm. What is it?" Torvaal asked in a deep, husky voice.

  "We've spotted someone suspicious in the west point of the city wall!"

  "Oh? What does he look like?" Torvaal asked as he raised an eyebrow. It was now too early in the morning, and the sun had just risen. It wasn't the right time for someone to try to sneak into the city.

  "It's a big, tall and burly man. He's wearing a straw hat so we couldn't make out his face." The mage replied.

  Upon hearing the mage's description, Torvaal perked up as a frown appeared on his face.

  "Tell everyone to ignore it. I'll check it out myself."

  "But..."

  "Are you disobeying my orders?!" Torvaal said in a cold voice. Startling the mage.

  "I-I dare not! Please forgive me lord Torvaal!" The mage said as he kneeled and apologised.

  "Go and convey my orders to the others."

  "Y-Yes lord Torvaal!" The mage quickly got up and stumbled away as he ran off.

  Torvaal had a reputation for being a ruthless and vile man on top of being a pinnacle 4th circle magician. So, the mage knew better than to mess with such a person.

  After dismissing the mage, Torvaal used flight magic and flew to the west end of the city wall. Arriving at a hidden cave covered in bushes.

  Stepping into the cave, he saw the tall, burly man with a straw hat sitting on the floor. With a sack big enough to fit a person lying next to him.

  "Drellis! Why have you come today? I made it clear to Torak that he should only send you on the designated times!!" Torvaal yelled as his face turned into a vicious scowl.

  "I'm sorry my lord. But chief Torak specifically asked me to deliver a present for you today since he was deyed 3 days ago." Drellis said as he stood up, bowed, and pointed to the sack next to him.

  "Tsk! Show her to me! She better be worth the trouble you almost caused me today!" Torvaal scoffed.

  "Don't worry lord Torvaal, your brother went through great trials to acquire this beauty for you. I'm sure she'll be to your liking." Drellis said as he smiled and opened the sack.

  Torvaal, Torak's older brother peeked into the sack as he walked closer. Upon seeing the woman in the sack, he was utterly stunned frozen.

  Unlike his brother Torak, Torvaal had different tastes in women. He liked middle aged, mature women in their 30s.

  At this moment, what he saw in the sack was a beautiful middle-aged woman. Her white skin fairer than that of most women from the noble families. Her curves were full and generous-an ample bosom that drew the eye, banced by wide hips and a soft, rounded behind.

  Torvaal was mesmerized upon ying his eyes on her. He felt his heart race like never before as he blushed, his face turning red.

  "She's the hidden daughter of a bcksmith in the vilge. She just turned 30 a few days ago. Due to her father's shelter, she's never been with any man before so she's still a virgin."

  Drellis gave a short introduction while Torvaal walked over and started caressing the woman's face as he beamed into a perverted smile.

  "What's her name?" Torvaal suddenly asked.

  "Talia. But there's a problem..." Drellis said as he paused.

  "What it is?"

  "She can't speak, and she might be a feisty one."

  Upon hearing this, Torvaal broke into an even more satisfied and perverted smile.

  "She's perfect! Hahaha! Truly perfect!" He suddenly shouted as he ughed out loud. (lol)

  Seeing this, Drellis also beamed into a smile as he thought to himself.

  'Heh! Fool. I can't wait for the day when you find out that Talia is actually your own brother, Torak!'

  After turning Torak into a woman. Non and Drellis had brainstormed a new name for his new identity and finally agreed on changing his name to "Talia."

  After ogling "Talia" with his eyes for a bit, Torvaal pulled out a bag of gold coins and threw it at Drellis.

  "Give this to my brother as thanks in return. Also, tell him I'll prepare some young girls to send over to him when I get the chance." Torvaal said as he picked up "Talia" and left.

  Watching him leave, Drellis frowned before letting out a long sigh. Turning his attention to the small bag of gold coins, he muttered, "At least the young dy has some capital now."

  Back at the vilge. Non felt the crest of lust on Torak activate. This meant that her pn had worked. She was still in her room at this moment, staring outside a window at the vilge.

  "Looks like Torak's nightmare is about to begin." She muttered to herself. A cold smile appearing on her face.