Growing Up

Sybill?

As soon as the name reached his ears, a certain volatile, serene, and repeatedly whiplashing female demigod came to Fu Qian's mind.

There shouldn't be two demigods with the same name in one organization, right?

But wasn't she stationed in the wasteland? Had she really been withdrawn?

Maybe Siren didn't want to take the blame for Ji Yicheng's death, so they were making a show of good faith?

It would make sense as an unspoken understanding between rival organizations.

Siren could even use this as cover to naturally redeploy their people elsewhere, perhaps for an operation targeting An Jing.

It was just a pity that this demigod hadn't merely defected—she'd turned around and sent a whole crowd of colleagues to their deaths.

No wonder Leigo and Hayami Suzune looked as if their entire worldview had been violently shaken.

"So An Jing has won a round this time?"

Fu Qian rubbed his chin, thoughtful.

"If you let these supernatural groups compete freely, the occasional traitor shouldn't be a big deal, should it? Is it just because her rank is so high?"

"What do you know? She's a demigod!"

Hayami Suzune was clearly struggling to contain her agitation. Her voice had even gone shrill.

"A demigod is practically an integral part of an organization. No matter how fierce the infighting gets, I've never heard of a demigod defecting. Even if you did defect, the other side might not dare accept you."

"Fine. When did this happen?"

Fu Qian thought for a moment.

"Not long ago, today. The base had finally settled down, and then we heard the news."

Hayami Suzune sighed.

"Now the Night Watchers across Leaf Island have all raised their alert levels."

"Is it possible that Demigod Sybill didn't defect because of some irresistible offer, but because she believes