The hero's gender is yet to be determined after rebirth.

"Give me your bra." The old summoner said with a lewd grin.

Lorenwei pushed Meilan's hand away, stuffed the rat into the old summoner's trouser leg, and then quickly sealed the trouser leg with a ribbon, instructing, "We'll go catch another one later."

"Ah————" He felt the mouse darting left and right in his trouser leg, trying to find an exit, but the trouser leg was blocked. As a result, the furry creature went up the trouser leg and quickly reached his thigh. It was getting closer and closer, and it was almost at another furry creature!

The hairy, half-dead thing between his legs was basically useless at this age. But nobody wants to be hurt in their groin, right? At least this hairy, half-dead thing had a strong will to survive, and it cowered even smaller without making a sound.

Kurara and Sylph had already stepped back, unable to bear the sight any longer, but Lorenwei and Melanie were watching with great interest.

Sylph touched the goosebumps on her arms: "You guys seem to have quite a few things in common..."

Kurara also stood with Sylph with disdain: "Next time we see any bugs, let them go and kill them. They can probably play for a while longer."

Sylph snorted: "They're wasting their shared hobby since they weren't childhood sweethearts."

Lorenwei and Melanie continued to interrogate the victim without a care in the world, intently watching the swollen rat scurrying around in the unfortunate old summoner Thorne's trouser leg.

Accompanied by Thorne's screams, the rats darted left and right, seemingly unable to find an exit, and in their panic began to bite indiscriminately.

"Ouch! It's starting to bite!" The old summoner, not being a ruthless person, shouted, "I told you! I told you! I am one of the Black Robes! I'm looking for girls with high affinity attributes to provide to the organization!"

Lorenwei asked, "What does the organization need those kinds of girls for?"

"Really, really! I have absolutely no idea what the organization does!"

"Still dare not talk!" Lorenwei used her magic wand to force the rat close to his groin.

Thorne exclaimed, "I really don't know! I have a vague guess, but as a summoner, I feel that the organization wants to use them as a medium to summon some kind of powerful being!"

Meilan suddenly asked, "Are we going to summon the Demon King?"

The old summoner struggled even harder, his nailed hand bleeding even more: "It's possible! It's possible! I'll tell you anything else you want to know, just let it out!"

Meilan's attention was no longer on the mouse; she seemed lost in thought.

"Confessed so quickly, how boring." Lorenwei, still not satisfied, opened up his two trouser legs.

The mouse quickly scurried away from his trouser leg, and Thorne breathed a sigh of relief.

Lorenwei didn't treat him either; a Grand Mage like him only needs to take care of himself.

Lorenwei asked a few more questions, and the old summoner answered almost everything, as if he really didn't know the answers to those questions.

"Okay, I understand. It's rare for you to be so honest." Lorenwei didn't stop until almost an hour later.

The old summoner breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Then let's begin the exam," Lorenwei said with a smile.

The veteran summoner was taken aback: "An exam?"

"I just asked you what your superior likes, what did you say?"

"Huh? Didn't I just answer you?" The next second, the old summoner let out another scream, "Ah—!"

It was Lorenwei who slapped his arm hard, causing the wound to flare up again.

"I'll ask you a question, you answer it. Be serious, this is an exam!"

Lorenwei repeated some of the more unusual questions she had just asked, tormenting them with even more questions if they hesitated slightly. Kula and the others initially didn't understand, but later realized she was testing whether they were telling the truth. Because lies are easily forgotten, it's difficult to maintain consistency when questioned again.

After testing him, Lorenwei patted the old summoner on the shoulder with satisfaction: "Good boy, good student, the teacher is very satisfied with the test results."

Old Summoner Thorne shuddered, startled by her satisfied pat. He must have some kind of psychological trauma.

Seeing his reaction, Lorenwei was quite satisfied with her temporary "training." However, this kind of old man didn't offer much of a sense of accomplishment. Next time, she'd try with a beautiful woman; maybe she'd discover a masochist.

“The questioning is done. Now, we can take care of this guy…” Lorenwei smiled and waved her hand downwards.

"I passed all the tests, I didn't lie." The old summoner was on the verge of tears, and quickly cried out, "I only stole some underwear and stuff, I didn't harm anyone, please don't kill me! We have no grudge against each other..."

"Who said we have no grudges?" Lorenwei sneered. "You just said you didn't steal my bra? That I'm not worthy of wearing it?"

"That's not what I originally said!"

"You're still using attack magic on me."

"No! I've been using defensive magic the whole time. There's a knight right in front of me, how could I possibly attack you?"

"I won't listen, I won't listen," Lorenwei retorted stubbornly.

"Are you really going to kill them?" Kurara hesitated slightly, but didn't stop them. After all, she was of royal lineage, and even with her gentle nature, she could adapt to this situation.

Sylph frowned slightly and gently patted Lorenwei on the back.

“If you want to live, at least make sure you become a good person in the future.” Lorenwei thought for a moment. “When students make mistakes, teachers make them write a letter of self-criticism. Here’s some paper and pen, write one too.”

Lorenwei took out paper and pen from her spatial ring, removed the bow and arrow from the old mage's hand, and made him sit up to write.

Thinking to himself that this girl was really a troublemaker, the old summoner, with his left hand still pinned to the ground, pitifully began to write with his right hand.

Lorenwei kept teaching him how to write.

"When you write that you were wrong, you must be sincere and have a deep understanding of the situation."

Write down your identity and why you stole girls' underwear.

"If you wanted to make a name for yourself within the organization, what rewards would you receive for doing so? How did you end up on this sinful path?"

"What kind of black-robed organizational structure and management model made you so greedy? Who are your contacts? What are your recent tasks? What major tasks have you undertaken in the past? Have you made similar mistakes before?" Lorenwei kept asking.

The old summoner's mental defenses had been breached, and blood was flowing. He had no choice but to bow his head under her roof, so he continued to write as she requested.

But the more he wrote, the more he felt something was wrong.

By the time he realized something was wrong, he had already written several pages.

Seeing his hesitation as he wrote, Lorenwei immediately grabbed the paper and nodded in satisfaction: "It's ready."

The paper was stained with the old summoner's blood, a truly pitiful sight. Lorenwei stored it in her spatial ring.

The veteran summoner, watching as the other party suddenly took the confession, suddenly realized he'd been tricked...

This confession would be his own noose! If the other party gave it directly to the Black Robe Organization, he would definitely die without a burial place!

"Okay, now let's get down to business."

"..." The old summoner groaned inwardly, "Weren't we being inappropriate just now?"

Lorenwei: "I'm kind-hearted and naive, so I can still give you a chance to live."

"..." The old summoner thought to himself, he had never seen such a shameless person. If you were kind-hearted, naive, and innocent, how many bad people would there be in the world?

Lorenwei continued, "If you repent and reform, no, all I need is for you to be an undercover agent for me, I can let you live."

She proactively removed the old summoner's remaining arrow feathers and used a simple healing spell, but it didn't make him get up; blood was still flowing from his hand.

His equipment had been removed, and with four people monitoring him, he had no chance of turning the tables.

"You want me to be an undercover agent? You're so young, yet you dare to say that." The old summoner Thorne couldn't believe it.

“Perhaps I’m not old enough to be your master. What you think doesn’t matter. I just want to know some of the latest news about the Black Robe from you,” Lorenwei said with a smile. “You can refuse, and I won’t kill you. I will just hand over the confession I just wrote to the Black Robe.”

Thorne screamed, "You're killing me!"

"Don't worry, I won't let you expose yourself easily. I'll just ask you some things you need to know occasionally," Lorenwei smiled. "Actually, there's more than one mole in the Black Robe Organization, such as Akai, Mizunashi, and the Hondou family..."

"Does the Black Robe have so many spies?" the old summoner asked incredulously. "But I've never heard of any of these names before."

“Of course I can’t tell you your real name; these are all code names for undercover agents,” Lorenwei laughed. “Once you’re sure you’re willing to be an undercover agent, I can give you a code name.”

Lorenwei then used some psychological tactics, and Thorne reluctantly agreed to become an undercover agent.

Seeing the old summoner clutching his wound and looking listless, Lorenwei added, "After I release you, you can choose to surrender to the Black Robes. However, whether they will let you go is up to you to decide."

"..." The old summoner wasn't stupid; he naturally knew that turning himself in would only lead to a quicker death.

“Alright, now I’ll give you a code name.” Lorenwei tilted her head and thought for a moment. “Your code name will be Professor Agasa.”

"...Professor Agasa? Okay." It was a rather strange name, and the old summoner pondered it for a moment before not daring to refuse.

What is a Doctor? A swordsman? A knight? A similar profession? He didn't understand.

“We’ve captured you today, but your organization won’t know. We’ve agreed on some meeting methods…” Lorenwei told him a few more things, “Got it?”

The old summoner nodded. He remembered it carefully; this was a matter of life and death.

“Next, we’ll pick up these underwear and go back to report.” Lorenwei stretched. “It’s almost midnight, time to get some sleep.”

The group began cleaning up the battlefield, and Lorenwei specifically took out a bundle and picked up some underwear.

Kurara and Sylph were on guard, fearing that the old summoner might suddenly launch a counterattack.

Looking at the still-dazed old summoner Thorne and the undercover agent codenamed Agasa, Lorenwei laughed and said, "From now on, you're one of us. Find out who I am when you have time. You won't regret acknowledging me as your boss."

"Does he really think of me as his subordinate?" Thorne thought with some resentment.

However, noticing the girl's rather loud tone, he asked in confusion, "May I ask your identity..."

"Guess," Lorenwei smiled.

Only then did the old summoner have time to carefully consider the other party's identity.

Possessing a spatial ring indicates a high social status. Furthermore, at only around fourteen years old, the ability to chant intermediate-level magic...

Her appearance was exceptionally beautiful, a rare sight even to herself. Blue hair was also unusual, coupled with her remarkable magical talent, and she was clearly a student at Moonlight Academy…

That's right, Cardinal Ethers's daughter is at the Moonlight Academy! The old summoner suddenly realized a possibility.

"Lorenvie?!" The old summoner suddenly realized.

The Black Robe Organization recently clashed with Moonlight Academy, causing many within the organization to pay closer attention to the academy and naturally becoming aware of the rising star within it. The reappearance of the heroes, Jansen and his wife, is also a major event attracting attention from the mage world. Their daughter, Lorenvie, has long been a focus of interest for many families with sons.

Lorenwei waved her hand: "You're smart."

"So you are Lorenwei, the daughter of a hero, with top-tier elemental affinity, possessing both wisdom and beauty, talent and looks, and unfathomable magical strength—the number one beauty of Moonlight Academy! Then my defeat was not unjustified!" The old summoner was immediately convinced.

"Keep up the good work, you have a bright future." Lorenwei nodded approvingly, clearly pleased with what she heard.

The veteran summoner Thorne was truly convinced.

The heroine was no match for him; even in a one-on-one fight, let alone with a team, he wouldn't stand a chance. And even if he could beat her, could he possibly hurt her? What would be the consequences? Without a second thought, he'd be blasted to smithereens!

Even if the Black Robe Organization heard that he had injured Lorenwei, they would probably consider binding him and handing him over to the Great Sage and his wife to appease their anger!

The old summoner was relieved that his counterattack hadn't been effective... and he didn't seem so resistant to becoming a spy for the hero's daughter anymore.

"Work hard, heroes can emerge in every profession, and being an undercover agent is a very promising career! If you can avoid looking for girls with high affinity attributes, then don't do it, at least don't do anything evil."