Zion knocked on the system's door after reaching a secluded place in the woods. If he were to change his identity, he wouldn't want anyone to see his transformation.

"Oi, 007, I need your help." ​​

The system that was tired as heck and only wanted to sleep was knocked awake and popped out before Zion on a screen. He glared at his host. "What do you want?! Can't you see? I was sleeping."

A fuming man with female clothes looked funny. Zion coughed to hide his laughter and said, "Arrange an identity for me and change my face."

The system gasped. "What did you just say?!"

Zion rolled his eyes. "Change my identity."

"No!" The system glared at his host. "Not in a million years I'll help you! Do you know how much I had to suffer just to bring one dead body to you? My seniors spent no less effort to scold me! No! I won't help you!"

Zion narrowed his eyes. Dark shadows flashed in his eyes as he chuckled. "Then I'll just die. I can't solve this case without your help."

The system's eyes carried a trace of suspicion when he glanced at his host and pursed his lips as if he was thinking about something. Then, in a timid voice, he said, "Will you really die?"

Zion closed his eyes and leaned on the nearby tree. "Do you need me to prove it to you?"

Before the system could say anything, Zion broke off a nearby tree branch and raised it to his neck. The pointed peak of the branch touched his skin. If he pressed further, blood would pour out of there. Then he glanced at the system from the corner of his eyes. "Are you sure?"

The system jumped and said, "STOP! I agree!"

The corners of Zion's lips curved up. "You should have said earlier."

"Don't do things like that!" The system glared at his host and wiped his sweat. "You scared me!"

Zion said nothing and stared at 007 with his icy gaze until the latter shivered. The system groaned. "Fine, but this time, I won't help you for free!"

His host could understand what 007 said just now. Of course, no one would help any insane human for free in this type of magical world. So he was ready to pay.

The system didn't wait for his host to say anything. He opened another pop-up that looked more like a form. "This is a loan form. Fill it and sign at the bottom of the page."

Zion narrowed his eyes and read it, and after reading, he signed it directly. To be honest, he had expected the system to loot him, but after seeing this, he realized that the system was generous for once. He would have to pay up only 10 points for changing his appearance.

That means he could at most change his appearance thrice in this world and save the remaining points for his future.

"Okay, what do you want to become?"

Zion thought for a while. It had been a few days ever since he came to this world. The first day when he arrived was when the king caught Princess Lia, and someone tried to assassinate her. Then he went 'ghosting' around to get more information. Later, he waited for dawn to find evidence in the crown prince's house.

After spending so much time here, he almost figured out how this race worked.

Royals were half-vampires and half-magicians.

Guards were half-vampires and half-elves.

Aristocrats were half-vampires and half-dwarfs.

And last, the residents were half-vampires and half-minotaurs with sturdy arms and legs.

After the imperial people, aristocrats had more influence in this kingdom. Wherever they would go, the guards would pay their respect and let them go anywhere they wanted. Even the aristocrats with intelligence would earn fame. The king would hire them as an officer in his court.

Zion was confident that if he were to appear as a detective aristocrat, the king wouldn't make it hard for him and hire him immediately. So he said, "Make me an aristocrat."

The system nodded, and before he could choose this option, he frowned. He looked like he was mulling over something. Then suddenly, he raised his head and couldn't help but ask, "Why aristocrat? You can do better as a guard."

Zion squinted his eyes. He didn't want to explain, but he sighed. The system was helping him with this. So he couldn't ignore 007's wishes. So he said, "The king chooses guards after a series of exams. And such exams take half a year. I don't have that kind of time. So it's better to be an aristocrat. Don't you think so?"

The system nodded and sent the form to his seniors. "Now, wait for five minutes. If they pass your form, you will become a Dhampir aristocrat instantly."

His host nodded and relaxed on the tree. At present, all he wanted was to have a peaceful life with no headache. After dying once, he didn't want to waste his time anymore and fulfill some of his desires.

But that was the thing. To pursue his career as a detective, he never even thought about what exactly he wanted other than his job?

He thought for a while but still couldn't come up with anything other than living a peaceful life. So he stopped thinking about it and thought about the case.

Zion could mingle with guards, the king, and everyone around the palace to get more evidence. Only then would he be able to find possible suspects. At present, he didn't want to suspect anyone without obtaining more information. If he ended up focusing on the wrong person, he would waste both his time and efforts.

Princess Lia's life was in danger. So he could only scrutinize everyone.

Just then, he heard the system's voice again. "Done! You've passed the review, and I'm free to give you loans from now on! And one more thing. I've also applied to change your identity. You would become an aristocrat who had been living on the outskirts of this kingdom for twenty years already. Your original professional will also be a private detective, and you've come to the city to get more fame."

Zion nodded and closed his eyes. He was waiting for his attire to change.