Gotta check with Elze about the Dragon Race situation.
But it’s too late, the purple-haired girl has vanished without a trace.
Shami had no choice but to head outside the city, using the Teleportation Gate to send off the three girls and skeleton, staying alone in Senmai.
While waiting for the Teleportation Gate’s cooldown, Shami re-entered the city.
He planned to spend these two hours trying to find any trace of the purple-haired girl. If he found her, lucky; if not, no big deal.
The Dragon Race generally likes money and shiny things. Even if she’s only got a little Dragon Race blood, the purple-haired girl should be the same, right?
After visiting the main bank’s vault in Senmai, two-thirds of tourists chose another bank to store their items.
Shami quietly hid in a corner, observing the situation outside the second bank, hoping to catch a glimpse of the purple-haired girl.
This is the best spot to observe the activity around the bank. If anyone wants to scout the area, this should be their first choice.
Before long, Shami didn’t see the purple-haired girl but noticed a slim middle-aged woman walking toward him.
He quietly turned and hid himself.
The middle-aged woman came into the alley where he was, looked around without spotting anyone, then slowly leaned against the wall, arms crossed.
Her entire body started to change from appearance to figure, gradually transforming from a middle-aged woman into a purple-haired, dark-skinned girl.
That loose dress immediately became filled by the purple-haired girl’s figure.
Shami was shocked at the sight.
Holy crap, the purple-haired busty chick is actually a middle-aged aunty?!
"So, who the heck robbed the vault? Took off with 200,000 Gold Coins! Enough to make a little bed out of them!"
The purple-haired girl tapped her arm lightly with her fingers, staring gloomily at the bank.
In the morning, she transformed into a woman to store items at the bank, marking her own stored items, planning to catch the jerk who used her name to rob the vault again.
But half the day passed, and things outside the bank remained peaceful, with no unusual incidents.
It’s really frustrating.
The purple-haired girl scratched her head in distress.
She thought if the target was just about stealing money, the person robbed the vault ahead of her and framed her, maybe she could find suspicious candidates in the realm of money thieves.
But later, this guy went to the library to steal books, froze birds at the zoo, leaving the purple-haired girl’s mind completely baffled.
Shami continued to secretly observe the purple-haired girl, and through her words and transformation ability, quickly deduced that this person was likely the Master of Disguise.
Purple hair, so you’re the unlucky one...
Shami was surprised and somewhat sympathetic.
However, that transformation ability isn’t ordinary Disguise Technique, and despite the purple-haired girl saying she has only a bit of Dragon Race blood, with her Master of Disguise identity, those words can’t be trusted at all.
Shami became even more curious about the purple-haired girl’s identity.
Before long, the purple-haired girl left the alley, and Shami secretly followed.
They walked one after the other through Senmai’s streets, with the purple-haired girl always alone, gradually heading out of the city to the fields, where there was nowhere for someone to hide.
Elze suddenly turned her head to look.
There was nobody behind her.
Shami crouched on the ground, behind a large clump of green rice stalks.
"Come out, you know you’ve been following me."
Elze seriously looked at where Shami was.
Come on, she’s always the one stalking others; being stalked herself couldn’t possibly go unnoticed.
But considering she didn’t know who the person was, choosing a spacious field to confront would leave her with all the control, whether moving forward or retreating.
Shami slowly stood up, grinning at the purple-haired girl.
"Ah, what a coincidence, Elze, didn’t expect to see you here."
"Been stalking me, huh?"
Seeing her stalker was Shami, Elze didn’t know whether to feel happy or worried.
"Why are you following me?"
"Um... mainly because of this matter."
Shami made a money gesture.
"Ha? Following me just for 50 Gold Coins? Planning to silence me?"
The purple-haired girl frowned, misinterpreting the situation.
"No, no. Though the 50 Gold Coins bother me, they aren’t enough to harm you. It’s the vault issue. You’re the Master of Disguise, right Elze?"
Shami put his hands behind his back, looking straight into the purple-haired girl’s eyes.
Elze hesitated, cautiously stepping back.
"I don’t know what you’re talking about..."
"I saw your transformation in the alley. That’s when I started following you."
As Shami spoke, Elze realized there was no use beating around the bush.
At the same time, a series of events connected in the purple-haired girl’s mind.
A bolt of lightning flashed in her head.
Because of her shock and distraction caused by the Master of Disguise using her name everywhere, she neglected the most important thing in the whole ordeal—Shami had an active skeleton by his side.
The skeleton appeared twice outside the bank, carried in a suitcase, and Shami inexplicably disappeared... everything pointed to one truth.
Apart from the deception, the remaining matters, no matter how much you don’t want to believe it, are facts!
There’s only one truth!
Shami furrowed his brows.
"Wait, what’s going on? Why am I suddenly hearing the background music for the culprit being revealed!"
"It’s you, right Shami! The real one who robbed the bank vault, used my name to steal books at the library, then went to the zoo to freeze birds, manufacturing a completely unrelated illusion to muddle the truth!"
"I can admit to the first two, but I wasn’t the mastermind behind the third dumb act!"
In her remarks, Elze implicitly admitted her identity as the Master of Disguise.
Meanwhile, her deductions and the truth were pretty much spot on.
Denying would lead to a boring tug-of-war. Both knew each other’s identity, and as long as his deeper demon identity remained undiscovered, it was fine.
Seeking to exchange sincerity with the Dragon Race Maiden, Shami candidly admitted.
"Is this professional revenge? Beating me to rob the vault."
Elze looked at Shami warily.
"No. Just coincidence."
"If you split 10,000 Gold Coins with me, I’ll believe it."
"There wasn’t that much! The bank officials lied! Using this incident to balance the books!"
"Then how much was there actually?"
"Who do you think you’re fooling!"
The purple-haired girl maintained her distance from Shami.
"So why did you come to find me?"
"I’m really interested in the Dragon Race matters, Elze. Can you share some info about the Dragon Race with me?"
"Sorry, I’m not familiar with or concerned about the Dragon Race."
Upon hearing "Dragon Race," the purple-haired girl’s face showed a disinterested expression.
"However, I’m quite concerned about you now, Shami. Dare to tarnish my reputation secretly, I’ll make you pay the price."
The purple-haired girl pretended to watch Shami: "Do you know the ’Curse of the Master of Disguise’?"
"Anyone who uses the Master of Disguise’s name to commit villainous acts will be constantly watched by the Master of Disguise, their ugly deeds exposed to the world."
"It’s not something you just made up, is it!"
Shami retorted, but the next moment, as he looked across the whole field, he found the purple-haired girl had suddenly disappeared.
Clearly, she was just fifty meters away, but now, the place was empty.
Those purple strands and deep wheat color were really noticeable in the green rice field, yet the purple-haired girl evaporated into thin air.
The breeze blew across the field, as Shami swallowed hard.
In horror tales, probing further at this point would be impolite.
"Elze, sorry, I’m a bit scared, not playing anymore."
Shami immediately activated the cooled-down Teleportation Gate, entered in a flash, and closed it instantly.
In the field, the purple-haired girl appeared stunned behind Shami. Now, she was the only one left in the field.
"Wait! What a coward! And how do you even have a Teleportation Gate!"