After a few monts of contemplation, Myne decided to confront Rosewell personally and assess the situation. If there was nothing wrong, then he would deal with that fatty once and for all for her sake and exchange a few sweet monts with her before heading back ho.
The little boy, the street urchin seed to know everything. As soon as Myne expressed his desire to et Rosewell, he readily volunteered to be his guide. He led Myne through a maze of winding, not-so-clean full of garbage and disgusting slling alleys before arriving at the rear of Rosewell's house. Calling it a house would be a gross understatent; it was more akin to a mansion.
Myne, who usually claid to know everything about Lucas Town, couldn't help but rub his nose awkwardly as he never expected that there was such a rich fatty living in his town, and he had no idea about it.
"Hey, Lucian, when did this mansion appear here? As far as I rember, it shouldn't be here a few months ago, right?" Myne, who was sitting on the back wall of the house and scanning the surroundings, asked the little boy standing beside the wall, counting 10 gold coins in his hands again and again with a shocked expression etched on his face.
He still didn't believe that he had beco a rich guy so easily.
"Of course, you don't rember," Lucian replied happily with unconcealed excitent, "Because half a year ago, there was just a vacant lot. How can you rember sothing that didn't exist? Half a year ago, the owner of this house, a rich fatty, ca here to live. He had spared no expense, constructing this luxurious dwelling within four months.
Although we were currently behind, believe , this is a beautiful house! I heard there's even a small pool in the courtyard where that fatty and his many girlfriends frolic all day and night. He certainly knows how to enjoy life."
"Sigh, sotis I feel sorry for Miss Rosewell, though. She is such a nice woman, but her husband turned out to be such a bastard womanizer." Lucian, unaware that his words unknowingly pierced critical place of Myne's heart, shook his head full of disgust. Had he known Myne shared so similarities with the "fatty" he so despised so much, he might surely have changed his perspective toward him.
Although for the sake of his generous tip, he might not say anything to his face, but behind his back, nothing good would be going to co out for him, he definitely becos a villain.
"Alright, alright, I understand. Your job here is done. Get out of here before soone sees you. And rember, you saw nothing, know nothing. Also, don't even think about showing those gold coins to anyone. If soone with malicious intent finds out, your body might be feeding the wild animals before sunrise tomorrow.
If possible, tie that storage pouch securely to your wrist and hide it inside your underwear. Leave no room for accidents. This is my sincere advice. Now go, do what you see fit."
With that, Myne ignored Lucian's moist eyes and leapt over the wall into Rosewell's backyard.
Sob, sob, although this Lord seems cold and fierce on the outside, he's truly a good man at heart. I should listen to him. He's obviously seen more trouble than I have and is sharing his experience to help . And it doesn't seem a wise decision to hide those gold coins under the mattress. If soone stole them, I might not even have a place to cry.
Underwear is indeed the safest place to hide those gold coins for . I don't believe soone would dare to put their hand inside a child's underwear to check whether he is hiding sothing there or not.
Silently thanking Myne for his advice, Lucian scurried away like a nimble cat, darting into a random, slly alley and disappearing quickly.
...
Bang!
"Who are you, you bastard? How dare you intrude on my master's house!"
Myne's feet had just touched the soft lawn of the backside garden when suddenly, out of nowhere, a middle-aged man wearing light armour, holding a spear, rushed toward him madly and started shooting fireballs at him without any intention of doing formalities like asking about his identity or purpose, etc.
Although Myne was also dumbfounded by the sudden appearance of this middle-aged man, but sohow, he managed to dodge three scorching palm-sized fireballs. He couldn't decide whom to curse. He hadn't expected the guards at Rosewell's house to be so vigilant, even during daylight.
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If all guards were like this man in the world, professions like thieves, assassins, and bandits would be forced to find new lines of work.
However, though the guard was clearly alert and spotted Myne instantly, that's it. He was just a random cannon fodder; how could he deal with a big shot like Myne? With a flick of his finger, Myne sent a small lightning bolt from his finger, directly electrocuting that poor uncle and knocking him out instantly
"Phew, thankfully it seems no one else noticed our small greeting, otherwise, I'd have to postpone my mission today," Myne muttered after dealing with the overly cautious guard. He quickly activated Presence Detect and found that there was no one rushing toward him before he breathed a sigh of relief.
[ Na: Nebuk
Level: 21
Race: Hu
Gender: Male
Age: 34 y/o
Occupation: Random Slave of Gristle Bilebelly.
Title: None
[ Skill ]
Fireball ( dium ) LV: ( 3 )
Scent Tracking ( dium ) LV: ( 4 ) ]
[ Scent Tracking ( Active Skill ):
Description: This skill allows the user to detect and follow scents with unparalleled precision. With their heightened sense of sll, they can discern the faintest of odours, even distinguishing between similar scents that others might find indistinguishable.
The user can track individuals or objects over great distances by picking up their unique scent trails, making them invaluable in search and rescue missions or tracking down elusive targets. Additionally, they can analyze scents to gather information about their surroundings, such as identifying nearby dangers or locating hidden passages.
Cooldown Ti: 5 Minutes ]
So this is how this uncle found , huh? But it is quite coincidental that just when I ca here, this uncle happened to be using this skill.
It seems like today's luck is about to run out, I hope nothing bad will happen, Myne thought worriedly, after solving his doubts, he took the middle-aged uncle's skills and made a finger-sized hole in his forehead before throwing his dead body inside his inventory, skillfully clearly the cri scene.
Then he casually strolled through the back door as if he wasn't trespassing but simply entering his own ho.
And just as anyone could expect, the mont Myne entered the house through the back door leading to the kitchen, a dark-skinned middle-aged Milf, presumably a maid, happened to be looking in his direction. They stared at each other, the maid filled with confusion and curiosity, while Myne was surprised.
In the Augusta kingdom, where 95% of the population was white, seeing soone with dark skin was quite rare. However soon disappointnt replace his surprised expression as the milf was clearly not his type, she is just too dark for her own good.
"Who are you? Why are you coming in through the back?" After a mont of silence, the maid finally showed so cautiousness and asked vigilantly while picking up the big knife on the table.
Under normal circumstances, if Myne had ti, he wouldn't have minded having a brief conversation with the woman and digging out about her origin. However, he'd already wasted half an hour, and ti was running out like money in his pocket. So without any nonsense, he cast the skill he'd temporarily borrowed from Fiora: Mindweaving.
Since he didn't want any accidents, Myne poured a considerable amount of mana into the spell to ensure perfect hypnosis.
The maid barely had ti to react before her eyes lost their spark. Like a doll, she beca motionless, staring blankly at Myne like a statue.
Did it work? Myne thought, confused, seeing the maid in such an unsettling state.
"Put down the knife and co closer," He instructed, testing the effects.
As soon as the words left Myne's mouth, the maid, completely motionless, instantly put down the knife. She moved with no expression, like a robot following the absolute commands of its master. She began walking slowly and stood before Myne.
"Although the skill worked wonderfully, seeing her in this kind of weird state, like a puppet, feels a bit creepy. If only could retain her original life-like expression and emotions, then it could be another godly skill... Wait, this is not right.
If everyone would turn into this kind of puppet who can only obey orders when the skill is cast on them, then how did Fiora manage to control people for years without anyone noticing?"
"Piona! Master is asking for his favourite wine! Why haven't you co back quickly? Don't you know what happens when he gets angry...?"
"Who are you?"
While Myne was in deep thought, suddenly, a young girl of about fifteen, a head shorter than Myne, rushed into the kitchen, yelling nervously. At first, she didn't notice Myne and directly opened the cupboard, and pulled out a golden wine bottle. But when she turned around, only then she saw Myne and the black-skinned maid who were staring at each other unnaturally.
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