Chapitre 277: Conspiracy

"So does the sage know why I was cursed to become female?"

Syryn told the blond what the sage had told him.

"A blessing?"

There was a knock on their door.

"Dinner better be good," Syryn grumbled as he walked to the door.

He opened the door and received the food from a waitress whose massive cleavage was on display. Unfortunately for her, Syryn was the gayest man alive on the island.

Taking the food from her, the mage slammed the door shut and turned around. The food in his hand nearly slipped down when he saw a third person in their room.

"Artemus," he said in a surprised hush. The window had been opened by Rowan to let in the dark-haired anti mage.