Chapter 632: Chapter 632: Mr. No. 1, Clerk of the Mystic Regulation Office

The person who came was very young, with features that Scarlett Jennings was familiar with, only slightly more gentle and timid.

As the person approached, the initial tremor in Scarlett’s heart quickly calmed down.

Although they looked identical, the feeling was completely different from what her master gave her.

Even the aura was distinctly different.

The person in front of her was not her master.

She saw the other person walk up to her and speak, in a voice identical to her master’s, yet clearly softer,

“You must be Scarlett Jennings? Mr. Wen has some information for you, which he asked me to deliver.”

Scarlett took the so-called materials from her hand but did not open them immediately, instead looking at her and hoarsely asking,

“Who are you?”

“I am Jasmine Hamilton, from the Mystic Regulation Office,”

Jasmine said, looking at Scarlett with a sudden hint of confusion in her eyes,

“I feel like I know you; there’s a familiar scent on you.”

Scarlett’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, though she remained calm on the surface,

“What scent?”

Jasmine moved her nose, sniffed carefully, and confirmed,

“The scent of a fox.”

Scarlett remained silent for a moment, then explained,

“I have a pet fox… the fox you gave me.”

As Scarlett spoke, she closely observed the other, trying to discern something from her expression.

Hearing this, Jasmine’s eyes widened slightly,

“I gave it? But I… I don’t remember…”

Scarlett watched her reaction, seemingly confirming something as her eyes dimmed a bit,

“Oh, I must have remembered wrong then.”

Not pressing further, it was evident Jasmine was here solely to deliver something. After handing the materials to Scarlett, she left.

Scarlett watched her departing figure for a moment before finding a quiet place to open the materials.

Inside was a profile about Jasmine Hamilton.

Fox Tribe, Half-Demon, 130 years old…

Disappeared two years ago, returned to the tribe with no memory, specially recruited into the Mystic Regulation Office four months ago.

“Two years…”

Scarlett muttered, two years ago was precisely when she first encountered her master.

After losing trace of her master, Jasmine had returned to her tribe with no memory, along with that undeniable human appearance…

It seemed too coincidental to believe.

Scarlett continued flipping through the pages and found a blank page at the end with an address written on it.

The same address where she had previously met Cassian Wolf.

Twitching her lips, Scarlett quickly understood the other party’s intention.

This was a deliberate move to send someone her way, urging her to find him.

Even though she knew they were manipulating her feelings again… Scarlett could not refuse.

Leaving the Security Bureau, Scarlett headed straight for the garden.

The location remained unchanged, as did the person.

Cassian Wolf sat inside, although this time there were no incense sticks burning.

When he saw her, he merely cast a cold glance and snorted lightly.

Scarlett ignored his mood, directly approaching with the materials in hand, straightforwardly asking,

“What’s the deal with Jasmine Hamilton?”

Cassian coldly eyed her,

“You came to my place looking for your master, I delivered the person directly to you, and you still ask me?”

“She’s not my master.”

Scarlett spoke with absolute certainty.

Her name is Jasmine Hamilton.

A pretty demon relative of my family!

Cassian spoke indifferently,

“The soul isn’t, but the body is.”

Hearing his words, Scarlett felt a slight sinking feeling in her heart.

As expected, it was just as she had suspected.

She previously speculated that her master was a person from the Otherworld.

Which was why after she disappeared, Scarlett couldn’t capture even a trace of her presence in this world.

As if she had completely vanished from this world.

But after meeting Jasmine Hamilton, another layer of suspicion arose.

Her master was not a person from the Otherworld, but she might be a soul from the Otherworld.

She initially borrowed Jasmine Hamilton’s body to come here.

Just like what the system did back then, using a soul from the Otherworld to seize the body and become the other person.

Yet the system also said that once the body-seizing succeeded, one would fully become that person.

So, how did her master leave?

Not dwelling on it further, Scarlett turned to face Cassian in front of her,

“My master’s soul is in the Otherworld, isn’t it?”

Upon hearing this, Cassian raised his eyebrows,

“You actually know about the Otherworld?”

His gaze towards Scarlett suddenly became more serious, and unusually, he spoke without ambiguity,

“Then you should know, you can’t find her.

Even if you knew where she was, she couldn’t come back.”

The Otherworld is a place where demon ghosts don’t exist.

Managing to smuggle her soul back for two years was already enough to earn some respect from him.

Listening to Cassian’s words, Scarlett did not show a sad expression, only calmly rebutting,

“If she could go there, she can come back.”

Even if it might require some twists and turns along the way.

But Scarlett believed that a way could always be found.

At the very least, she still had a system capable of smuggling souls from the Otherworld.

Scarlett’s overly calm reaction was somewhat unexpected to Cassian.

“You plan to bring her back? Just on your own?”

“One must try, at least.”

Said Scarlett, looking at Cassian, “And not just by myself, with you.”

Cassian: …

She actually caught him?

Scarlett looked at him and continued,

“You should know my master, not Jasmine Hamilton after the body borrowing, but my real master, Magnolia Hearne.”

If her master wasn’t originally from this world, her disappearance would simply mean going back to where she originally belonged, Scarlett might have given up.

But clearly, that wasn’t the case.

Whether it’s the Sea City’s dean or this Cassian in front of her, they were not unfamiliar with the name Magnolia Hearne.

And two years ago, her master suddenly appeared beside her, purposefully nurturing her, teaching her Mystical Techniques, helping her establish independence, and even gifting her a little pretty fox to keep her company because she feared she would be lonely.

Scarlett didn’t believe her master’s presence by her side was just a coincidence.

There must be some connection she wasn’t aware of between them.

A connection that exists solely in this world.

“My master, she isn’t from the Otherworld; she’s originally from this world, and you all know her.”

Her tone was firm, her gaze on Cassian unwavering and full of determination.

Seeing him remain silent, Scarlett added,

“It doesn’t matter if you don’t admit it; all you have to do is help me.”

Listening to her words, Cassian couldn’t help but laugh,

“Are you so sure I’ll help you?

You’re not even a member of the Mystic Regulation Office; why should I help?”

Scarlett seemed to have anticipated this response, retorting without hesitation, “I can be.”

She said,

“I can join the Mystic Regulation Office, provided that you must be transparent with me about everything concerning my master.”

Cassian narrowed his eyes, “Trying to negotiate with me again?”

Facing his gaze, Scarlett neither dodged nor avoided,

“Weren’t you the one who invited me first?”

With that, she paused, seemingly intentionally, calling him word by word,

“Mystic Regulation Office Functionary No. 1, sir.”

Cassian: ……

Who?!

Which bastard exposed his cover?!