The Chivalrous B
Part 1
Deep inside the Thieves Cave. A short haired goddess adjusts the belt's around the disguise of a silver haired phantom.
Chris: Assistant you look so cool! This time we'll do it right you see! This will be the night where our legend is born, ah I can already see it! The Silver Haired thieves strike again! Viscount Mcdouche cries to mommy for his stolen money and on a completely unrelated note, the Eris church declares they have enough resources to be feeding the needy for the next season. We're just a step away from my perfect world I can feel it!
Crim had entrusted his card back to Chris, and Wolbach had confirmed he hadn't skipped on class in the morning. Her cheery mood was the result of all her plans going smoothly by the sinner collaborations… Almost too good to be true.
Chris: Say assistant…what's the catch here? I mean, I'm happy you want to help me out but you certainly aren't doing this out of the goodness of your heart let's be real. What am I going to have to pay for this?
Crim: How rude milady, I truly am doing this out the goodness of my heart.
Chris: Yeah right, get serious, what's it gonna cost me?
The young thief covered her body from the sinner line of sight.
Crim: What do you take me for? A villain whose only after gain for—
Chris: Yes!
Crim: Ouch milady… I can be quite accommodating so long as I have what I want, and everything I want is right by the palm of my hand right now.
Chris: Ehm… wait really? The reason your doing everything I say is just because you really don't mind?
Crim: Nobody is themselves when they're hungry milady, and I've been quite well fed recently… So you want to play heroes and I have nothing better to do, why not?
It was a miracle if a goddess didn't know any better. All this man needed was food to be in his best behavior, maybe she should bring him a Snickers bar from time to time.
Crim: Also I'm worried you're going to get yourself killed playing chivalrous bandit and so I'm here to ensure you don't get caught.
Ah so that was it, he was looking down on her and wanted to come along like some chaperone taking a kid out to play. Good she thought, tonight will be the night where she shows him how the pros get a job done around here, and ascertain her role as the boss of their merry crimeship!
Crim: Now tell me everything you know about the target, and any particular reason why we're leaving at noon?
Here it was, her time to shine. This wasn't the case like in the Dustiness mansion where it was just get in and search the place. This time she holds a great deal of valuable information over him, and it was about time she gets some respect!
Chris: Our target lives an eight hours horse ride from here, we need to leave now if we want to be there by midnight.
Crim: That so, and what can you tell me about the item?
Chris: The treasure we will be stealing happens to be a magical quill which can coerce anyone to obey what's written with it. It used to belong a particular hero who claimed he'll use it to write the Demon King a fan mail, only to have it say to "kill yourself" on the spot… but he quickly got chummy with the power and started using it to write love letters instead, which nobody could say no, so soon he found himself a harem and it got murdery and—
Crim: STOP! I get it! He got carried away and it didn't end well for him!
Chris: Oh right, your sinful ways led you to meet a similar fate… Anyways, whitouth the original owner, the quill only holds the power to enforce authority, and that's exactly what is being used for. Is in the hands of the governor and is being used to levy unjust taxes whitouth complaint or report, and is drying the townsfolk dry.
Crim: About the topic with the relics milady, you said before that when someone dies the relic stays behind, does that means the relics have to be returned if someone where to defeat the Demon King?
Chris: I know what you mean to ask, but yours isn't a holy relic, is a cursed one. Even if you where to defeat the Demon King, we couldn't take it away from you whitouth her retaliating… You must pay the price or use your wish for the sole purpose of removing the chains if you wish to get rid of her, it won't come out just because you fulfilled your end of the deal with us, you would still have a debt to pay with her.
Crim: I see….
Chris: B-but cheer up alright! In all the years since I've been watching over this world I have never seen someone as powerful as you, you truly will be the hero to defeat the Demon King, that I assure you! And with just one more demon general down, senior will break the barrier and you can put an end to it all!
Chris gave Crim a big bright smile and a pat on the shoulder. It was only a matter of time now, and the chain was still missing the darker tone which heralds its final stage.
Crim: Thank you milady, I feel reassured now… So what about the guards? We need to get our equipment ready.
With that being said, Crim finished packing his mask in a bag and headed for the armory corner. There Chris reached to pick a dagger of her own.
Chris: This time is enemy territory, and a shady place all around, not just the lord of the house. We can take weapons with us if you want, I've seen cases where the lords are in cahoots with the demons.
Crim picked the greenish dagger Chris had once gifted him and equipped it by his waist, then took a straight blade machete and hanged it right besides the dagger on his waist right side.
Chris: Though I prefer we didn't have to kill anybody there if possible. Taking away the relic should be more than enough to foil the lord plans… We are thieves not assassins after all.
Chris took hold of a rope and passed it to Crim, before grabbing another one for herself.
Crim: What about the place?
Chris: Four storied manor with several acres of backyard and garden. Besides the Dustiness, not many of our nobility likes to live humble, but this time we'll have an easier time getting to the goal. Unlike last time, I can actually feel and pinpoint where the relic is held, so we shouldn't have to circuit around the whole place looking for clues.
Crim could see Chris grabbing onto some jerky treats. He deduced there would be guard animals even if she hadn't said anything. He took hold of a metal hook and set it to his rope.
Chris: What do you want that for? Didn't you say it was a bad idea to climb walls?
Crim: Yes, we could be easily spotted by the sentries outside, but if you can pinpoint the target then that changes everything. Trace Step can let us know the number of guards by a given area, so depending on the situation, we can opt to knock down everyone in the vicinity and climb the walls. Thirty minutes is a solid time frame when you know wheres the thing you're looking for, but this wasn't the case before so we couldn't risk a patrol coming by after times up.
The prospect of incapacitating a given number of guards meant he might need enough mana to use many a illusions, he pocketed three blue potion vials, his shipment from Alcanretia hadn't arrived yet, so he still had to rely on the basic concoctions he had purchased from Wiz.
Chris: Are you all set assistant?
The lucky goddess asked with the glee of a child about to visit an amusement park. Crim fell into a quick deep thought.
Crim: (This time milady can track down the target and the guards can be treated as enemies if need be, meaning we can engage them to make an easier way if need be. The mana regen variants I ordered haven't made it here yet so is a relief that if worse comes to happen, I can rely on weapons this time, but so long as I have the mana, I should strive for non-lethal force via illusion magic knockdowns…. I'll take some sleeping needles just in case I run dry.)
Crim pockets a vial with several thin needles sticking by the cork. He also took a small bag of amnesia dust.
Chris: Aw you're nervous about this, don't worry about it. Big Boss has everything under control!
Crim: (Oh my goddess, I'm so glad that I didn't just left her go alone, now… I can easily latch onto a second floor with my fingertips if I where to jump, giving my stats, but I'm definitely going to need the hook if the target happens to be on the third or fourth floor…. I need tools to secure a way in.)
Crim takes a long screw and puts it inside his satchel. He pocketed some Bobby pins and a pair of foldable shears.
Crim: (With this all bases should be covered except for the dog food which milady already has...) Alright milady, let's set out.
Chris: Right!
With a hop of the feet an a heart beating from excitement, Chris leads the way.
Part 2
Night had fallen and the clock marked the number nine. Crim and Chris stood by the bushes facing against a tall three meters wall, a cobblestone road standing between them and said wall, they had arrived at the border of the lord's private territory. Crim equipped his metallic mask to compliment his belted attired and allowed the white wig to hide his red hair completely. Chris on the other hand, wore her usual booty shorts with leather short vest and a scarf to cover half her face. The both stood straight up and crossed the brick road until they where right by the wall. It was a desolate road that borders the lords private territory and connects his town with another, but it was far away into the country side that no one would transition here at these hours.
Chris: Hu hu hu, Enemy Detection hasn't gotten anything around here. How careless to leave a portion of the wall unchecked. Last time I came it was only a small puppy who guards the other side of the wall. This will be a piece of cake!
Crim: (It would seem milady really did her research this time, then again. It could be a trap, since the wall borders a public road, the thieves could just take a look and walk away like innocent civilians if the place looks too well guarded, but once on the other side, no excuse can save you if you get caught… I get the feeling a shady noble would prefer to catch anyone aiming for them rather than see them walk away. The real hurdle hasn't started yet.)
Chris: Give me a boost here assistant, last time it was a pain to climb over the wall with how smooth it's built.
Crim offered Chris a hand to step on and flung her up, he later jumped to the top of the wall with ease and climbed atop.
Crim: (No spikes at the top either, and a mansion this huge should have plenty of personnel to guard up against intruders, this is looking a little too inviting for my taste.)
Chris: There's the pooch, wait while I get out the treats.
Chris stuck her tongue out and digs trough the mess in her satchel for the dog treats. Crim sat by the wall top as he analyzed the dog sleeping by the tree roots in the distance. It had fur over fur and a particular sheet of hair which covered his eyes. Crim quickly cut his analysis short and held Chris by the hand as she was about to jump down the wall.
Crim: Hold it milady, I don't think is a good idea to try and bribe that dog.
Chris: Huh, what do you mean? Is there something special about that dog or something?
Chris gulped down, could've this furball really be a dangerous monster under disguise?
Crim: That's a Skie Terrier. Proudest of all Terriers and a very territorial watchdog breed for hunting which can become specially aggressive towards rodents or people it doesn't respe—
Chris: Eeeekkk!
Chris fell down the wall right after Crim began his rant about the fluff ball, she rose up huffy with a big round bump on her head.
Chris: That's just a regular dog you heathen!
And here she was worried for a second, it was just this dog lover fangirling over a pooch. The pooch woke up to the noise and started analyzing its surroundings, before it found a silver haired rodent.
Crim: I would get out of there if I where you milady, that dog is way too proud and aggressive to take bribery from a stranger.
Chris: Beh, nonsense! Look how tasty this dried jerky looks like, I even tasted it to ensure the quality and it was delicious, look he's going to go crazy over it!
The goddess of bribery tossed a slap of jerky over the face of the Terrier, it slapped right in his furry cheek and slid off slowly like he wasn't even looking at it.
Chris: Ehmm!?
Bark, bark bark! Barked the Terrier, calling up for backup before it set off full speed for the stranger invading on his territory.
Chris: Eek! Assistant help me climb up hurry! Lend me a leg!
Crim sat comfortably swinging his legs as he enjoyed the show. When the big boss demanded for his help, he stilled his legs for her to latch on, and when she jumped up, he rose then up in a fine act of betrayal.
Chris: Curse you heathe—AAIIEEEE!
After she failed to latch on and escape, the angry fluff ball sunk his fangs on the thief booty shorts.
Crim: What was that about no puppy chewing your butt for leaving home unprepared?
Chris: Eaaaak! Ouch! DON'T JUST STAND THERE, HELP ME!
Cried Chris as she fought to pry the furball off her ass, in vain. Crim lowered his legs once again for her to latch on.
Crim: You should have investigated the dog breed if you'd already seen it, milady.
Chris: Yaowch! What kind of nut even goes that far—aaaaaahhhh!
Grrrrrrrr! Growls the dog.
Crim: The pros milady.
Crim responds. Chris finally managed to latch onto Crim legs, the Terrier paws left the ground as it stuck firm by the intruder butt, sinking the fangs even deeper.
Chris: EEAHHHHHH!
Cried the chew toy goddess as she looked up to the sinner she was hanging from.
Crim: Skie Terriers are extremely proud watchdogs who will not hesitate to attack small animals or people they don't respect in general.
Chris: What's that's supposed to mea—Kyaaaaaaaaa!
The dog swung its fluffy body side for side like a clock hand. Chris shorts where starting to tear up.
Crim: Though Skie Terriers don't posses the same power or intimidating factor as a Rottweiler, they can alert their owners just fine when an intruder gets inside their home.
Chris: Uggggghhh! And now what's that even supposed to meaaaaaaaannn!
Soon the lights of torches and voices could be heard approaching.
Crim: It means we got caught, nice job big boss.
Chris: IAAAAAAAAH!
The shorts finally rip and the Skie Terrier fell down to the grass with a thud. It shook the shorts like a maniac before it realized it had lost grip of the target.
Chris: It fell off, quick pull me up! Hurry before it comes back hurry assistant!
Gazing up from the kneecaps where she hangs, assistant was looking pretty stoic for some reason. That accursed heathen! The Terrier quickly spat the cloth it had on its mouth and began to glare up.
Chris: Eek its coming! Hurry and pull me up already you nincompoop!
Her legs desperately pedaled against the smooth wall in a vain attempt to gain altitude, but they just slid right off, the Terrier aimed trough the fur sheet covering its eyes.
Crim: Here's a more obscure detail about Skie Terriers, they can jump really high.
Terrier: Grrrrrrrrrrrr!
Chris: Noooooooo! Kyaaaaaaa!
With a powerful jump and likely strong bite, the Terrier resumed where it left.
Crim: I hope the lesson has "stuck" clear this time milady, robbing is not a game for you to play.
Chris: Uffffff! I already knew that you—huuufffffff! Now get it off me!
Crim: Depends if you remember whose the boss around here?
Chris: YOUUUUUUU! AAAHHHH! ALRIGHT! You're the boss around here and I'm just an idiot! Now help me already!
Crim: Is a wonder what a good butt chewing can do for humility. [Paradiso]
With a smug snap off the fingers, Crim caught the aggressive Terrier in a pink world illusion. The dog hanged placidly like it was swimming in fur. Chris swung her rear a little and the dog fell right off. The guards arrived to see no one around, meanwhile on the other side of the wall.
Chris: Ouuuuuuch! Why did you have to take so long!? What do you have against my butt you heathen!?
Crim: I don't like them cheeky butts.
Two rows of bite marks printed clearly where the Terrier had chomped.
Chris: Ugh! I can't believe I came here tonight just to get defeated by a dog! This is all your fault!
Snapped the squatting goddess as she covered the hole in her shorts.
Crim: What defeat are you talking about milady? We haven't even started.
Chris: Like heck if you think I'm going to walk all around that place with my butt on the air! And besides, listen carefully to the other side!
Besides the wall murmurs could be heard. The guards had found the piece of cloth that the Terrier ripped off, and where on their way to the gates with more guards dogs so they could track it down.
Chris: Is over! They won't stop until they get us and we can't outrun the dogs sense of smell! This night was a bust and a pain in the ass! Ugh!
The frustrated goddess stood up hunched with a bite on her lips and began walking to the bushes, but Crim stopped her.
Crim: Hold on, we can still make this work, I have a plan.
Chris: A plan!? Wait really, how!?
Crim: Simple really, all you have to do is strip down to birthday suit.
Chris: Eeeeeehhh!?
Part 3
Barking and shouting could be heard approaching the section of the outside wall where the breach had happened.
Guard: The perpetrator has a big lead on us, quick release the dogs!
At the command of their lider, the guards unleashed their partners and had them each take a sniff of the particular navy blue cloth they had acquired from the breach scene. Then the dogs began to bark frenetically and set off for a bush on the road side.
Artful guard: Is here! That dumpass didn't even tried to run away! Though you could hide from us didn't you!? tear that jackass a new one Boulder!
Boulder the Pitbull lunged over the bush where the scent was coming along with several others canines. The bush was shed to pieces and soon the guards found their dogs tearing into a bunch of clothes.
Perverted guard: Hey hold up, what's this….? White panties!?
Even shred to pieces he could recognize it, but there was something strange about all this. Had the perpetrator stripped down to use it's clothes like a distraction? It was at this moment of thought that another guard cried out.
Guard: Hey something is wrong with the dogs, look!
One by one the pooches where starting to fall down drowsy. Not too soon they where all incapacitated. The perverted guard brought up the panties to sniff them.
Perverted guard: Ugh this is…. This is a sleeping concoction!
His partners had to lend him a shoulder before he went completely down. What evil schemer this girl was, to use her own panties in order to set a trap.
Guard: This is bad! We just fell right into the perpetrator trap, the main house is in danger, we need to go back and warn everyone to stay alert!
Artful guard: Wait she's here! I can see her!
The artist guard pointed at one of the trees by the road side, a lock of white hair stuck out by it. Soon a white haired girl in nothing but black stockings set off running like the wind herself.
Perverted guard: She's trying to get away! That smarty brat thought she could take us all out by preying on our desires to sniff her panties! GET HER!
Men under the horny influence are too excited to fall down over a mere sleep concoction.
Guard: Hey didn't she looked a little too flat for a girl? Are you sure that wasn't really a boy—Ufff! [Slapped]
Perverted guard: How dare you shit on my dreams like that you pancreas! I'll kill you!
Artful guard: Bitch! Don't ruin the most fun night we'll have in all our miserably boring guard life! Now let's go spank that streakeeeer!
With an unhealthy dose of enthusiasm, the guards merrily set off running full speed after the creamy skin of the streaker. Up by the tree branches sat a real silver haired streaker on nothing but black stockings and by her side the silver haired phantom explained his plan to her.
Crim: Is a shame I had to spill the whole vial of sleeping needles over your clothes to pull this off, but now we got rid of the dogs, and the illusion spell Bait, can be used to set the guards on a wild goose chase which can last all night if they really want to get you... Yes we had a rough beginning, but now we can continue on with even less patrols to worry about.
Chris: Why….?
Crim: Huh, is something the matter milady?
Chris: Why did you have my illusion run naked huuuuuhhhh!?
She punched him on the shoulder.
Crim: It wouldn't have been realistic if you still had clothes after you took them off for the trap.
Chris: I don't care! At least put her a lighting effect or some mosaic! How dare you use my body to distract a bunch of horny guards!?
Crim: Non worry, everything is alright. An illusion is only as detailed as the individual who crafts it, what I got look's probably nothing like you. Only a very artistic individual could get an exact copy of the victi—
Chris: That's not reassuring at all when it comes from you! Ugh! And why I'm I naked again!?
The poor goddess of streakers pulls her hair in frustration.
Chris: This isn't how chivalry theft should be like at all! What kind of sick and perverted story has a heroine who lives this much on the edge!?
She could hear the deplorable sinner snickering from her side.
Crim: Non worry milady, true we had a rocky start, but now that you're on serious mode—
Chris: What serious mode the heck!? I just don't want to be seen naked!
Crim: Yes, serious mode as I was saying, and with me by your side, we can make true to our creed as professional thieves. "Nobody will see us coming, nobody will see us moving around, and nobody will see us leave." The best thieves are the ones nobody ever knew where there in the first place. So grab the popcorn, and let the fun flashing nights begin anew, huas huas huas huas huas!
Part 4
Crim: (With some of the guards busy on a wild goose chase, and the dogs sleeping out, we managed to reach the main house which we couldn't see over the many trees that blocked our way. It was indeed a four storied building, so huge I'm not even sure this could be called a mansion anymore. Built on wood and painted green by the rooftops. It had the appearance of a building from the Victorian era. One big main building by the middle, equipped with the main entrance at floor one, over it a small second floor topped by a wide and extravagant third floor lighted by three lanterns, and a fourth floor whom appeared to serve as a makeshift clock tower, fronted by a very own clock marking the nine and the four in the night. By its sides two inner twin buildings which connect to the middle one, both showing three standardized lower floors and a fourth one by the top which appears to be shaped like an attic. And side by side with the inner twin buildings, two towers closing in at the borders of the whole structure, these ones equipped with the same tall conic green rooftop as the one in the middle and the only ones to sport a functional fourth floor. Three windows in each building row except the middle one which had four, totaling twelve windows by each of the side towers, tenth from the inner ones with just a single window in the attic, and sixteen by the middle building, just by looking at them from the front.)
Chris: Assistant this is bad, there's guards all over the place…. C-can we go home? I don't think I could ever recover if that many people found me like this… And your not making it any easier!
The phantom had come in from behind and locked her in an indecent hug as Chris analyzed the surroundings. She wished he would focus on the goal at hand and cut off the harassment, but he had told her this was how he thinks best.
Crim: (Ever since her panties came off, milady has been very eager to never walk a step ahead of me, couple with her use of Enemy Detection, we made it to the garden right outside the mansion whitouth much issue, the problem however, are the guards. It would seem some of the wall guards ran here and put the place on alert, as I used Trace Step before and caught a number of six guards in the vicinity, but I could spot eleven just by looking around.) The patrols have changed, most likely the day shift guards have been woken up, and now is all a mess, we won't be able to move around with Trace Step this time.
Chris: See!? I told you this was a bad idea, let's get out of here while we—
Crim: Climbing from the outside is out of the question now, going through the main door or the windows is also risky… Guess we'll have to start all the way from the basement.
Chris: Eh, wait the basement!?
Crim: Though it appears huge compared to the Dustiness manor, that's something which can only be said from the front. If the Dustiness house was shaped like an inverted digital number six with two floors, this one is shaped like a row of five blocks stacked in four over the others, purely putting the bulk of the house on the various stores instead of stretching back on the ground. If we can get inside and pinpoint which of the five building has the quill, we just have to find a way to ascend trough the floors until we reach the correct one, and that way we can skip all other four buildings all together.
Chris: I see, but how are we getting past all those guards in the first place!?
Crim: By preying on their weaknesses, let's go.
Crim repositioned Chris over his back and began to drag himself across the ground, going bush for bush and tree for tree until he closed in on the left backside of the state. There he aimed a finger to one of the guards and chanted.
Crim: [Lethargy]
Soon enough the guard found himself leaning on his lance. Yawning became dozing and he had to sit down. His peers approached him in concern.
Night shift guard: Hey you get up, there was a breach by the wall and you're going to get fired if you don't work.
Day shift guard: I know, I know, is just I was up all day and now we had to get up with just a few hours of sleep…. Man I'm tired.
Not too far from the whining guard, a low murmur sounded.
Crim: [Lethargy] [Lethargy] [Sleep] [Lethargy] [Sleep]
One by one the day shift guards started to collapse under their heavy eyelids, prompting the night shift guards to come smack them back into sense.
Chris: What are you doing? They're going to suspect something's amiss if all the guards suddenly start to collapse.
Crim: Not all the guards, just the day shift ones.
Chris: The day shift… then you mean…?
Crim downed the high grade mana potion and explained.
Crim: An alert state is not necessarily a bad thing for us. With a breach on the walls, the guards under that section became a hunting party and the guards from a resting shift get woken up to take their place and reinforce the vigilance until everything goes back to normal, but this means the guards who just woke up didn't get the rest they needed, and will be susceptible to spells like Lethargy and Sleep… Nobody would suspect a thing. And the guards from this shift will get distracted by their yawning companions to see us move around… Now get on my back again, we're going in.
Amazing, as expected of a real criminal is what Chris thought. She got over his back again and wrapped her arms around his neck, Crim dragged himself across the dirt. The guards kept getting distracted by their peers as the sleep deprivation worsened. One of them looked the thieves way and among its heavy eyelids caught not but a glimpse sticking over the bushes.
Drowsy guard: Man I must be seeing things. I could swear I just saw a white butt sticking over those bushes.
Other guard: Really, you too? I saw one slithering just behind that tree not a moment ago.
Unconcerned guard: Lady Eris knows we been away from the brothel too long, maybe she would forgive us if we pay the old fun house a visit? I could swear I just saw a shiny butt going down the basement door right besides where Jake is sleeping.
The guards all laughed it off and went back to work. Down by the pitch black dark basement, a silver haired phantom was getting strangled by the girl hanging on his back.
Chris: They saw me! Just how many of them did you just flash my butt you heathen!
Crim placed the foldable shears back on his pocket. He had used them on the iron chains by the basement door, and coughed dramatically.
Crim: Cough cough cough. It was a necessary evil to make them dismiss what was really going on before their eyes…. But as expected of milady, your mastery of the flashing arts never fails to make a man doubt its sanity.
Chris: That's the worst compliment I have ever heard in my life! Whatever happened to our "nobody will see us moving around" creed huuhhh!?
Crim: Is still intact—
Chris: Is in shambles is what it is!
Crim: Non worry, non worry. What those guards by the wall saw was just an illusion, not the real deal, and these one's caught but a flash and think they just haven't gotten enough rest, we will remain undetected till the very end.
Chris: If this is what you call undetected then you better up your game because I swear I'm going to curse you! If this turns out like the Dustiness where everything under that roof caught a glimpse of me then I swear I'm going to curse the sin out of you!
She began to hyperventilate the hanger away. This kind of theft was way too exciting for her taste, and she was getting the impression that this man was messing with her on purpose, but she reminded herself who she was and whom she was doing these jobs for, and quickly found herself calm.
Chris: So now what? You already have a plan for what comes next right?
Crim: Yes milady, now we have sex.
Plank sounds where heard as someone slips off Crim back and slammed on the wooden floor. That someone quickly got up to scoff at the dark.
Chris: Take this seriously you darn sinner! Can't you see the guards out there are already on high alert!?
Crim: Paradiso for the dog, that's 5. Bait is not an area of effect spell, so I had to cast it thrice to get the guards by the wall, that's 6. I tried Trace Step before I realized the patrols have gone messed over the alert state, that's 3. And I had to use four Lethargy to weaken the guards enough to make it seem natural, and Sleep on the two who guarded the door to the basement, that's 12. Totaling 26 out of my max 50 mana in cost… I might not look it but I've been casting left and right.
He said with a hint of theatrics to his tone.
Chris: Oh… right you have, and you just downed one of the potions so you need five minutes before it's effects are completed and you can take a new one.
Crim: Yes, I took the biggest one to get back as much as possible, but the next part involves ascending trough the ceilings by using Haze Form on us both, and there's at least three floors to get trough... I need time for the potion I just drank to take effect and recover what I lost or else I might run dry.
Chris: That's right, how could I have been so insensitive, of course you need a break, this place is dark and we're alone, is the perfect time to have sex, come here sinner… Like heck I'm going to say that you heathen!
Does this man has fluff for brains or something? He's already in a relationship, he should at least break up with senior first if he wants to get it up with her.
Chris: —Eeep!
Among the darkness of the basement, a zipper rang and Chris felt someone forcibly pressing her against a wall. That someone removed his mask and spoke to her ears.
Crim: Too bad, I can't hold myself any longer, and neither can you, or can you?
Chris legs couldn't stop rubbing against each others, any one second more an she might just.
Crim: Fun and excitement can go hand in hand, milady. You don't have to pretend with me, you where all to eager to take your clothes off when I brought up the plan.
She swung her head to the sides, if only she had the hands to cover her ears, but this sinner was pinning them against the wall.
Crim: Is alright to like games, is alright to be naughty, is alright to have a fetish for daring so long as you never get caught, and is alright to be daring… What you thought you never needed, is now a sensation for you to discover.
A slimy tongue ran trough her neck, something was slowly pressing against her legs. Oh no! Now she really couldn't hold it in.
Crim: Play your happy "help the poor game," and I'll play mine. With me you don't have to hide it, what you like.
How far could she fall for him? She didn't know, but soon she had come to herself, and was already locking tongue with him, then something invited itself in. It was hot, she was hotter. All this teasing, him rubbing his hands all over her while she desperately searched for any signs of the guards, or how that man gaze fell over her when she was hiding by his side, why does he had to take so long to devour her? Her insides sucked him in at last, the wall creaked from the way he was banging her, how exhilarating. Her fingers interlocked with his over their heads, every time the convulsions made her feel like wrapping her arms around her body, but she couldn't. He held her firm in a grip, she was defenseless before him, and how much she loved it, then he broke their kiss for a moment, standing but just a breath away.
Crim: You fell from heaven, lady goddess.
This nincompoop-buffoon of a heathen she swears! Her legs twitch had began to release a warm substance, and now gone wobbly. He on the other hand, gripped firm on her hand, and rose her higher, forcing her to stand by the tiptoes.
Chris: Ahm!
Cried as she began to shake, not having the strength to stand yet forced to do so, Crim's sin halfway in, began to grind in and out. Now she felt like she was dancing, the tiptoe tip, tip, tip as Crim kept going in. She fought for kiss, but Crim tongue was busy with her tits, how impudent! She bit on his ear to get his attention, and acquires the kiss she so wanted. Now it was coming again, the heath was rising, their tongues rubbing, she was about to—
Veloui: Mama mia!
Some other person orgasmed in the room.
Chris:… Eh?
Crim:…. Wpbht!?
Crim let go of Chris hand, loosened the belt on his right sleeve and rolled it back.
Crim: [Pain of the Bright Candle]
The Chains of Calamity links lit with the dim brightness of a candle each, two meters away, a man in skintight suit was holding his legs together.
Veloui: Vonsiur mi bambinos. Veloui's Zhe Midas Crow has arise—
Chris: Eekk! There's a man watching!
The cold shower goddess quickly rushed to hide behind Crim's back.
Chris: You sick pervert, who said you could peep on us!?
Veloui: Ie was only peeping on zhe boy.
Chris: And who are you calling a boy you perv!?
Chris snapped and Crim swallowed a little.
Crim: Milady, I think he means me…
Chris: Eh….? Tu what!?
The man before them whore a dark green shade of skintight suit. A pair of daggers each equipped on his waist side and leather boots. A twirling mustache and moist pants. Brown combed hair and a mask round the temples. He snapped his fingers with flair as he aimed at Crim with a dangerous eye glint.
Veloui: Zha bestial red hair and zha raging body frame!
Crim: (AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!)
Veloui: Zha viscous sex drive a dominanz will!
Crim: (AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!)
Veloui: Zhe face of a carnivore and zhe longhorn of a unicorn!
Crim: [Puts mask on, zip back up] (AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!)
With a lot of internal screaming, Crim fought to hide behind Chris.
Chris: A-a-assistant what are you doing!? I'm the one who needs cover over here!
Crim: Not from him you don't!
A fight broke up over who was going to use who for cover. Veloui laughed heartily and clapped his hands loud to get their attention.
Veloui: Now zhe dark kizzen, Ie would like to szay zhe play, but I've places zo be. Rewards zo cash in.
Veloui opened his gloved hand and a jeweled necklace fell hanging by his finger.
Veloui: Zhou zwo amateurs already has ze place on high alerz, zherefore Ie doesn'z have zime zo play. Buz beware boy of zhe red hair, if zhou should ever find yourself forcing on girls again—
Crim: (AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!)
Veloui: Ie would come zo zeach ze a lesson. [Winks]
With an unnervingly dangerous threat, Veloui prepared to make his escape. It was only by will of his self defense instincts that Crim managed to activate the last spell he had acquired from Wolbach.
Crim: [Pry]
It was a variation of the scry spell who comes in a grimoire for the studious, and revealed the secrets of the one before him in the little instant Crim had.
Veloui
Zhe Midas Crow
Class: Thief
Level: 69
Vitality: 27
Mana: 129
Power: 31
Agility: 198
Spirit: 32
M Power: 51
Intelligence: 14
Luck: 27
Passives
Sleep Immunity
Poison Resist
Fear Resist
Thief Agility
Backstab
-Melee 6X
-Ranged 3X
-Point Blank 25X
First Blood
Unseen
Unheard
Untouchable
Dagger Wonderland
Debase Curse: 3X
And just in the blink of an eye.
Veloui: [Phase Szep]
He disappeared before Crim and Chris sight.
Chris:….. What was that all about?
Crim:.. He left, but I feel like he used a skill— oh shit that's Phase Step!
The five seconds mark wore off and Crim could immediately remember what was going on, but even then nobody could be seen around.
Chris: Why are you acting all scared for you chicken? He was just a perv, his level doesn't even compare to yours.
Crim: He was high leveled enough to use Dagger Wonderland and I cannot be the only one who uses that passive like—
Chris: Yes you are! Don't drag that self respecting perv down to your sinful level! Now focus….! We have a job to get done around here!
Crim: (Well there goes the good mood I guess.) Still, didn't you have Enemy Detection on? How come you didn't notice him?
Chris: I don't know…. I guess he just didn't register as an enemy?
Crim: Didn't register as an enemy? Goddess you truly are Aqua junior.
Chris: Hey don't badmouth senior before me and I take offense to what you just said! From now on all men are my enemies and you included, then no one should be able to escape my Enemy Detection!
The red haired enemy flashed red like a dot in the new and improved goddess radar.
Crim: Right…. Well let's forget this ever happened and get back to work. See if you can pinpoint the relic above us.
With not a word more on the matter and plenty of time to recharge, Chris lead the way as Crim followed behind with the bright chain, he drank his second mana regen vial. Now back at 39 of his max mana, he would recover tenth more over the five minutes he carries on. The basement of the manor remained impeccably clean. Now that the thieves had a brighter look around. The walls and the floor had oaken for the tone, furniture covered in mantles adorning all corners and some wooden pillars to support the structure above.
Chris: Hey assistant, do you think there's some coin we could snatch from around here? That guy had a very pretty necklace hanging from his filthy hands. Do you think there's like a safe room around here?
Crim: Unlikely, if there was something of worth down here, it would also have a guard or two around to protect it…. That guy was aware of the state of high alert outside, he most likely snatched his loot somewhere from the upper floors and was making his escape trough the basement... Chances are he's just going the opposite way from us.
Chris: I hope he doesn't snitch on us, or else his luck is surely getting a revision sometime soon.
Never mess with lady luck! Before Crim the moody thief holding her legs together claimed.
Chris: A door, this must reach into the next building basement…. Lend me my equipment back, I have some pins we can use.
Though they used her clothes for the trap, Crim carried Chris equipment to ensure it wasn't lost. But he had a better idea.
Crim: Nah, stand back, I got this.
He will do it himself, much faster than leaving it in the hands of amateurs. But she wasn't going to agree with him on that.
Chris: No no no no, let me do it. I've done this a million times and is about time that I get to do some real thief stuff around here.
Crim: But is just faster if I do it, we don't need to lose time anymore now that I drank the biggest potion. And besides, you've been quite useful—
Chris: If you say anything about the flashing I'm going to curse you!
She snapped back at him and he took a step back. Thinking things better.
Crim: Alright milady, what do you say we play a game? We'll each pick a lock and whoever opens it first wins.
Chris: Hah! For once a challenge where you can't cheat your way out of fair play! You're on sinner! Whoever opens the lock first wins and the other has to do whatever I says.
Crim: Alright, after you then.
Crim handed a pin and proceeded to stand aside. Chris gave him a huff and bent forward onto the door lock.
Chris: (Stupid heathen thinks he's going to beat me at my own game again, I'll show him! Let's see how he manages to solves this problem trough violence like usual—) Aaahm!
Chris moaned dirtly and supported herself against the door. Some revolting fingers have assaulted her clit while she bent forward.
Chris:… What are you doing you cheater….? Iuuuh!
She fought the sudden pulse running through her legs. The revolting fingers buried deeper in.
Crim: Uhm yes, right about here no?
Chris: Aaahh!
Crim: I would take that as a yes. Now I would hurry if I where you milady, I'm almost done with the lock over here.
So this is what he meant… Why is she even surprised? This sinner always finds a way to play dirty! But she should had known better than to trust her back to someone like him. She was face flat on the door and her hips rising up to the rubbing, twitching, shaking in a vain attempt to resist Crim caresses. She should've known that this pose was too risky, but she wasn't losing for a darn umpteen time! She's got this one in the bag for once! And if she finishes faster, he better prays to her for he will need it!
Chris: Ahhh! Ah!
She rested her elbows to the door and dug the pins in the lock, rushing to find the way in trough the mechanism, till a click sounded.
Chris: Heh!
She huffed cheekily as her hips shook vigorously to resist the urge coming from behind. A second click sounded.
Crim: Oh my, it would seem this little lock wants me to get serious.
The little lock began to sweat. In an overdose of sensation, the finger's pulled out and she felt a firm grip on her butt. Then some slimy tongue pierces inside her pussy.
Chris: Eeeeaaaahh!
What oversensation, she lost focus on the lock and the pins came out, now she had to start all over again. Some slimy tongue comes out of her some seconds later to rub salt on the wound.
Crim: My, oh my, seems like I won… Let's see here, as punishment, we'll keep playing the game over and over until you can at least score a point. Do your best milady.
And the dirty tongue went back in. Sometime later in a score of three to one, Chris managed to open the door, catching big puffs of air.
Crim: Good game.
Chris: One of these days, one of this days you'll see!
She huffed at him and went ahead, holding her oversensitive privates so no more intruders could sneak in from behind. Then she found what they where looking for.
Chris: Is right here, right above us but it feels like it isn't quite that close yet.
Crim: I see, going by the length we have walked, this should be the middle building…. Meaning the lord is most likely holding the quill in that opulent third floor… And how about the guards above us?
Chris: Over a dozen.
Crim: Yikes, so this one's a no go… Let's try standing below the other buildings and see what works best.
The main building had one too many guards to be moving around at all. In an scenario like that it wouldn't matter which way they came, a pair of eyes would be firm in every direction of the rooms or hallways, all that was left was to find a less guarded building and make a way around there. Soon enough they found a new door and Chris stilled like popsicle candy. She turned around to see the mask had been pulled up, showing her that shitty grin which was obviously up to no good. Chris shot him a glare and received the pins Crim was giving once again, then she leans forwards once more, till her head height matched slightly with her hips. Just now she's starting to realize what a defenseless position she's in when she has to work on the lockpiking skill, and soon as she stuck a pin in, something fat struck from behind.
Crhis: Ahhhhm! W-w-what are you doing you heathen!?
Crim: I'm feeling forceful with the lock this time.
With that poor excuse of an explanation, the scumbag began to grind in and out. How was she supposed to work a lock with all that hard banging from behind? To say nay of the sensation she was packing inside that tiny little pussy of her's, it felt all the way trough the core of her belly. The game ended six to one after Chris finally managed to rotate the doorknob, fifteen minutes later. She collapsed on the floor with her legs twitching as Crim walked over with care not to step on her.
Crim: Come on milady, we ain't got all night over here.
And who was it that was making it so difficult!? Chris stood up with wobbly legs and reactivated her Enemy Detection.
Chris:… It would seem this building has a much guards as I can count in one hand.
Crim: Good, this must be because only the main one has an entrance so it'll be natural that thieves would have to go in trough that one before getting here or a window… Well no point in reaching the bordermost when this works, follow me.
Chris: Huh, where are you going? Weren't we going to go up here?
Crim: All buildings had windows from the outside, I'm trying to aim for an empty room where we would appear on…. And this should be it, any up there?
Chris:…. No.
Crim pulled out a screwdriver from his satchel and jumped up, latching on the wooden support of the high ceiling. With naught but his fingers he began to drill slowly trough the ceiling, and once a hole to the first floor had been created, he removed the screw and jumped down. Chris hugged him and he chanted for the chain to return to normal, drowning the basement in its pitch black darkness once again, then he chanted once more.
Crim: Going up. [Haze Form]
Part 5
A green carpet rose up vy the flow of the dark haze coming from the basement below. It was a simple room equipped with one bunker bed, a desk and some shirts and boots laying about the messy place.
Crim: (This should be one of the guards room, given the equipment and all…. Maybe if they hadn't all been called to patrol, we couldn't have found this room empty.)
Chris attempted to take a shirt for herself and Crim lazily slapped the back of her hand.
Crim: Can have you not taking this seriously anymore.
Chris: Like you care! All you want is to see me naked!
Crim: Well you really do behave when your hide is on the line of sight. And is more fun this way.
Chris: Is waaaaay to much fun for me that's what it is!
But arguing with him isn't going to go anywhere. That perv would rip the clothes right off her if she tried to ruin his game right now, she knows that much, but at least he truly was doing a good job of keeping them under the radar—
Melusa: So, are you two here for like, loot or just the kinky stuff?
Crim:…Huh?
Chris:…..Wait-what-again!?
Behind the thieves, a girl in leather armor and ponytail stood holding a big sack that tingled with each shake she gave.
Melusa: Because I mean, I'm not into that sort of stuff but that does seem kinda hot… Are you accepting applications?
Chris: No we are not and who the heck are you and what are you doing here!?
The mysterious girl placed the big bag on the floor with the tingle of a fortune and introduced herself.
Melusa: My name is Melusa, I am a thief, and what can I say, the lord of this house is very rich. No other special reason… so what about you?
Chris: Like heck we'll tell you! I don't negotiate with criminals—
But Crim cut in.
Crim: Hold it milady… You, what can you tell us about the place?
Melusa: My, even more questions and still not an answer for my query… Well fine, I don't mind, just catching you two red handed has been entertaining enough.
Crim could feel Chris hissing behind his back, but there was no real reason to act up just yet.
Melusa: You two must be the reason why the guards went crazy all of a sudden… well if you still haven't carried out your business here I would recommend you hurry. As for what I can tell you about the layout before it went nutty… The middle building is the main reception center, where dinners are held and sort of a studio for the master of the house. The two inner building's, one of which we find ourselves in, are where the servants and the guards rooms are set in, you notice is mostly empty because everyone rushed outside but the maids and butlers, and there's not many ways to get here besides the windows or the hall's from the main building… Loot is in the right most structure top floor which is right besides us, and the other border building all the way on the other side is sort of like the sleeping quarters for the family of the house. Get whatever you want done and walk out before it gets hotter alright.
With her helpful piece of advice given. Melusa pushed the curtains by the windows aside and began to scan for guards outside. Crim asked of her once again.
Crim: Have you perhaps seen an easy way to get into the third floor of the main building?
Melusa caught her chance and rose the window up, before tossing her money bag on her back once more.
Melusa: That's the lord's studio, where he usually carries his dirty politician work…. The ceiling connecting to the fourth floor has some nice support joist.
And with that she jumped out the window and set off to the foliage. Crim closed it down and shut the curtains before he turned back to a dumbfounded Chris.
Chris: What the heck is up with this place!? Should we had gone on a waiting list or something to rob it? Are we cutting in line? Just how much money does this lord has!?
Crim: Well he is rising taxes, that can't be something you can hide from the people you're robbing, even if the quill washes all doubt that those high interest are the law, for the unlawful who don't question said law, this place must look like a gold mine…. And you might want to rethink that, "all men are my enemies" viewpoint before we get caught by another neutral girl. I mean I get that you're the goddess of luck but I much rather not take my chances.
Chris: You don't have to say that twice! Form now on anyone and everyone is my enemy so long as I don't wear panties!
With the newly improved gender equality enemy radar and a very frustrated Chris, the thieves where left no choice but to wave off what was happening, the two approached the door of the room they found themselves in, and slowly pushed it open.
Chris: The upper floor has two dots above us, we can't use your skill here, we need to change rooms…. Looks like nobody's around here either.
Crim downed the last potion vial and slowly pushed open the door, a corridor with a long green carpet by the middle and several lamps by the walls was revealed. This time the architecture of the manor had the windows placed on the rooms while the corridors stayed inner to the center of the structure. Crim peeked trough the door to the left and then stuck his head out to see the right.
Crim: Where are the guards placed in this floor?
Chris: Two to the left and two more far on the right… And the room right next door seems empty in both this floor and the second floor, if we can sneak there we can ascend just like we did a second ago.
Crim: (The stairscase to the second floor where on the left when I looked. That means the guards are guarding the way up, and to the right there was a door right by the end of the corridor which probably leads into the rightmost building, if milady says there's guards there they must be standing right from the other side of the door.)
With the corridor analyzed, Crim took Chris hand and began to go left.
Chris: What are you doing? There was an empty room right next to us!
She whispered softly but he just kept going.
Crim: I want to check the stairs, we just arrived at the first floor and there's a lot more to cross, my mana might not hold if we don't get creative.
Soon they found themselves reaching a corner leading to the stairscase that goes up all the way to the third floor. The thieves peeked from the corner and soon found two guards standing by the middle level of the stairs between the first and second floor.
Chris: What now? Those two are gazing right down below and it doesn't look like they be turning their backs on us anytime soon.
She was right, the position they held allowed them to look into the first floor and second whitouth much issue, and none of those two where patrols guards to be going on rounds round the place. Their job was to stand firm where they where and never blink, but Crim spotted a sign of weakness from one of them.
Crim: The one closer to the wall is having trouble keeping his eyelids up, he must be one of the day shift who was just woken up…. Get on my back, we're going up.
Chris hanged by his neck and he pointed a finger around the corner.
Crim: [Silent Step] [Sleep]
The guard closer to the wall dozed off and soon hit said wall with a thud, prompting his partner to divert his eyes for him and call out. Climbing the stairs would've the thieves showing in the peripheral vision of the guard who was still up, so Crim used a noise muffling skill and jumped all the way to the second floor from the square gap by the stairscase middle, right behibehind the only guard left awake whom now had his back to staircase handrail. Crim latched onto the stringers of the staircase and soon dragged himself up to the handrails, then jumped again to reach the stairs stringers by the third floor, he dragged himself up again and just as he was about to walk into the third floor, Chris stopped him.
Chris: There's two guards to the left, right around that corner.
Crim: That would be the door that leads into the third floor of the main building, our goal… but it is to be expected that there would be guards standing there…. How many more are by the other side?
Chris: There must be at least half a dozen people in that room…. And the quill's there too I'm sure of it!
Crim: I see…. (I was hoping we could just take down those two, and make our way inside the third floor main building with some other trickery, but if there's a party that big waiting for us there, then descending from the fourth floor which seems to serve as a gears room, might be our only way in whiteout getting spotted.)
Crim spotted the door to the attic on the ceiling, it was probably the pull down type ladder. By his analysis of the structure before he went in, only the two bordermost buildings had a fourth floor, the two inners, one of which they found themselves in, had attics in place of the fourth floor and the main by the middle a clock like fourth floor which may serve as the gears room of the very contraction. The two guards where standing firm with their backs to the door which leads into the main building third floor, and even if the thieves got past it, the room appeared to be highly crowded. The other way involved climbing to the attic, but with the guards eyes set on the corridor, they be right in sight the moment they come up the stairscase corner. Crim eyes diverted to the lamps by the corridor wall and he chanted.
Crim: [Haze Grasp]
His hand became a mist like substance and stuck to the ceiling, then began to travel through the shadows in the wall frames, coming a step closer and closer to the candle lantern by the wall, then it blew it off.
Crim: [Haze Form]
The guards where left confused as a single light before them suddenly shut off, inviting the dark, but faulty candles was a common issue wherever candles where used, had it been more than just one candle shutting off then something would've felt amiss. What they didn't notice was the black haze, sipping trough the gaps in the attic door, as one of the guards lighted back the candle and continued on with his shift. Over by the attic the haze materialized.
Chris: We did it, no more guards over here nor in the fourth floor of the main building, we really are going to pull this off!
A hint of excitement overcame her, but Crim made to postpone the victory parade.
Crim: About that, to the left we have the fourth floor of the main building, which we need to get over in the third where the quill is held, but to our right is the treasure room, if that girl was telling the truth... Don't you want to nap some real treasure before we go?
That's right treasure! Chris had come here intending to steal just the quill, as it would stop the lord from imposing more unjust taxes on the population, but if she could put the money back on their hands right now….
Crim: I've collected enough bounty money to support even Aqua, so I'm not really interested in the detour, but what about you?
Yes, what about her?
Chris: How much mana do you have left?
Crim: Soon I'll recover back to 33, that's good enough for one more detour and that's it, we still haven't gotten to the goal yet, and we need to leave after.
Chris: Just this one please, just one little detour and that's it.
Crim: Alright, your wish is my command, milady.
The attic they found in serves as a storage room of sorts. A place where the cleaning tools or the buckets which held the cleaning tools was for. Crim could see some shields of intricate designs, but nothing he had the commodity to take with him. He needed something of firm value, which he was sure would sell, otherwise it wasn't worth his pockets.
Chris: I sure wish we had the globe manor right about now, we could be sucking everything in clean…. If only that stupid frog hadn't shattered it!
They reached the wall to the fourth floor of the right most building. Crim drilled a small hole in the wall using a screw and his brute strength, he soon found himself hitting stone, but it didn't deter him to stop, and so he pierced a hole in the wall.
Crim: Let's go. [Haze Form]
They dematerialized and seeped inside the hole. The other side was a dimly light safe room, gold stacked on piles everywhere, treasure chest spilling and weapons adorned in jewelry. Then as the thieves floated like the mist, they spotted a guest.
Burglar: Huh?
The jingle of coins was heard coming from behind, so the burglar turned, but the door was still sealed shut, and nobody was shouting and rushing to gut his guts. So he dismissed it as a poorly stocked gold pile falling over and tossed his filled to the bring bag of gold over his back. He began walking for a rope-on-hook going to the roof of the fourth floor, and out into the night by a hole big enough to fit a barrel. Behind one of the filled to the bring treasure chest the other thieves in the scene commented in whispers.
Crim: What the hell is this, thieves rush hour?
Chris: Oh my senior that was close! He nearly sees us, he was to far away for the radar of Enemy Detection before we jumped in.
The two hidden thieves watched in concern as their unsuspecting friend failed to climb the rope with the added weight of four stuffed to the bring bags of gold, he gave up on one very discretely and failed again to climb up. Then he tried with just two bags.
Chris: Is obvious you can barely take one idiot! Save us the sorry act and take one at a time so we can get this over with today!
Whispered with anxiety the gold hungry goddess as she watched the thief climb the rope with just one bag and what seemed like tears rolling down his eyes. Once he reached the hole by the conic roof, he dragged up the rope and hook before disappearing completely. Crim and Chris later come out of cover.
Chris: How is it!? Can you carry them!?
Crim picked up all three bags left with ease.
Crim: Yeah, I'm three times stronger than any dude out there, I can handle it even with you on top.
He removed the hook and rope from his waist and hooked the hole in the roof that their previous friend had so generously left for them.
Crim: Good thing that guy left us some bags, I don't think my pockets could've ever carried so much…. Hey wait a minute... The first weirdo aside, one leaves us some valuable info and the other prepares bags for us, aren't we a bit too lucky here… Did you have something to do with all this milady?
Chris: Huh, me….? No I didn't do anything, convenient stuff like this happening is perfectly normal right….? Right!?
The part that scared Crim the most was the face she made when she asked if that kind of stuff was normal. Not satisfied with all the loot in the bags, Chris filled her arms with golden bracelets and just about every limb she had with as much gold jewelry as she had. Tiara, rings for each a finger and ankle bracers, everything her naked body could carry. Crim could barely pull himself up along the three bags of gold with the bejeweled Chris over to the roof. If the rope he had hadn't been handpicked by Chris to be made of reinforced lead, it would've surely snapped. Once in the roof.
Crim: Is a pretty view.
The full moon shone brightly over the two and a wind gust blew. Chris was so entranced by the view and the romanticism of the moment she would almost not mind how breezy it felt.
Chris: Hey assistant, why did you think that guy left all that gold behind instead of climbing in and out with a bag at a time? Ins't it weird?
Crim: Whatever method of escape he had in mind, he most likely realized it would only work with what he could carry at a time… Not everyone can use haze form like us, that guy must have taken a wild route to get to the roof with all the sentries about… Well let's get to the main event.
The dou walked over to the green rooftop by the middle building. Once Chris gave the okay to no enemies on the fourth floor below, Crim ripped the tiles with his bare hands and placed them carefully by his side. He and Chris descend slowly with the gold by using the hook and the rope. Carefully as not to get caught on the turning gears, the sound of machinery working on deafened all other noise. Crim and the bejeweled Chris reached the fourth floor whiteout much issue, there Chris reassured the crowded state of the room below. The dou placed the gold bags aside in a corner of the floor and Crim used the screwdriver once more and dug a hole for which they took in the haze form. They rematerialized standing atop the joist by the ceiling of the third floor, where they analyzed the state of the room.
Chris: There it is! That's the quill!
She said lowly with hints of excitement. The lord of the house was sitting by a desk working on some papers with the divine relic. Standing back to him six guards in rows of two each till the door, guarding their master from intruders. Having finally arrived, Crim took in the moment to clear a doubt he had been carrying since the very beginning of the quest.
Crim: Milady, you said he was using that quill to enforce his rule whiteout question, but I have one. Would his claims lose their power just because the quill is no longer in his possession?
It was a really good question, but she wished he had never realized it, now how could she lie to him?
Chris:…. No, taking the quill away will only stop him from enforcing more rules, the ones who are already written won't change their effect on those who had read it…..
Crim: I see….
A dark aura began to curse trough Crim left arm, and with a cold glare, he aimed the darkness at the unsuspecting lord below.
Crim: [Purgatorio—
Chris: No!
He was about to finish the chant when his arm was stilled, and looked down on the girl before him.
Chris: Please think of an alternative, any one…. Killing is something only monsters do…. And that man hasn't taken a life yet…
She held a firm grip over him, while avoiding his eyes behind the mask. Crim spoke lowly.
Crim: His laws will one day cost lives. Some will flee their very homeland and die to monsters, others would commit thievery to survive, and lose their lives to the chopping block, others would just starve… But if he dies he would set an example for the one who comes after, that there's someone out there willing to make them pay.
He explained, but no words came in response, just a shaking he wished he hadn't felt, or a sobbing voice he wished he hadn't heard.
Chris: Please…..Please Crim.
The dark by his arm vanished, she looked up to him with teary eyes, how could he say no like this? Crim took out a bag of amnesia dust, and loosens the lace on.
Crim: Sweet dreams….
He blew the dust on Chris face.
Crim: Milady.
Part 6
Chris felt herself rustling across something soft and comfy. It was her bed, a feel like a dream she had but she couldn't remember what. Then she remembered something.
Chris: Assistant stop!
She jumped out of bed, she was indeed in her room. The light of dusk falling from the curtains, it was about to get dark again.
Crim: Good evening milady.
A man sitting on a chair nearby with book on hand welcomed her.
Crim: But stop from what?
He asked cocking his head, Chris jumped up to his query.
Chris: Stop before you….. before you…. Before you do… Before you do what…? I can't remember….
Crim closed the book and stood from his chair, looking over Chris as she sat on her bed.
Crim: Well what do you remember?
How strange, she felt like something was terribly wrong, but all she could remember was.
Chris: We went on a quest to recover a sacred relic… then you betrayed me and some dog chewed my butt… and then you asked me to strip!
She was in fact laying naked by the bed, but how? She wasn't like senior, at least she had the decency to keep the panties on.
Chris: But I can't remember anything more…. What happened…?
Crim: Taran!
Crim was back in his white shirt and black pants home setup, he drew out a quill from the gap in between his chest and shirt. Then he pointed to the bags of gold spilled all over the floor.
Crim: The quest was a great success! We recovered the item and even made off with a portion of the stolen gold… Shame you fell head first from the wall when we tried to escape, but everything went whiteout a hitch.
No it didn't! If she hit her head hard enough to get knocked out then the damage will certainly be….. She felt her head, but no bump was left there.
Crim: Well rest for now, it was a tiring night... I've a goddess whose probably missing me, so I'll be out.
Chris: Assistant…
But a voice held him right as he had turned his back on her.
Chris: What happened with the lord of the house…?
Crim:…… Losing a power like that can't be easy, milady…. He was found to have killed himself just this morning….. news fly fast around these parts.
Chris:…He… lost his life…
The bad feeling in the pit of her stomach stung. Her actions trough righteous had led a man to take his precious life. She brought together her hands in prayer, and soon found herself mourning for a man she couldn't even remember what he looked like. Before steps could be heard, as Crim began walking away again.
Crim: Rest for now milady, you've earned… and I.
He pushed open the doors and walked out the room, letting them fall to a close.
Crim: Can't wait till we try this again.