"I already chose to steal it! Why would I give it back? That would make the whole theft pointless! It goes against my professional ethics and life principles!"
The Demon's stone brain seemed to short-circuit for half a second under the sheer force of this logic, the red glow in its eyes freezing.
Immediately, an even more violent rage erupted: "DAMN IT! Even a petty thief dares to be so self-righteous!"
It lost the last shred of patience. Its roar shook the entire floor: "Shadowkhan! Kill him! Reclaim the talisman!"
Just as the Shadowkhan were about to reach Victor—
BANG!
The heavy solid wood office door was flung open.
Valmont, dressed in a dark green suit and leaning on a cane, strode in triumphantly, followed by his subordinates Afan, Rasu, Zhou, and Fu.
His face wore the joy of a successful haul as he held aloft a stone carved with a rat symbol.
"Demon! See what we've brought for you this time? A lost little mouse... Huh?"
Valmont's words cut off abruptly. He stood frozen in the doorway, bewildered by the scene inside the office—
A group of menacing Shadowkhan Ninjas surrounding a young man pushing a cleaning cart, who showed no fear and even seemed on the verge of laughter.
The atmosphere instantly became extremely awkward.
In the moment Valmont was stunned, Victor's gaze had already locked onto the rat talisman dangling from Valmont's hand like a precision spotlight.
"Yo, new product launch?"
Victor's eyes lit up, a greedy, unapologetic grin spreading across his face at the sight of treasure.
No command was needed. Venom, in perfect sync with his thoughts, was already in motion.
A black symbiotic tendril shot from Victor's shoulder like a striking serpent or a released arrow—silent, swift, and precise—snaking towards the rat talisman in Valmont's hand!
"Huh?" Valmont felt his hand go light. The hard-won talisman was already snatched into the air by a strong, flexible force!
It tumbled through the air, tracing a graceful arc, then... landed perfectly, squarely, into Victor's waiting palm.
"Aha!"
Victor caught the talisman, twirling the unexpected prize between his fingers, his smile so bright it could almost illuminate the evil-filled office.
"Buy two, get one free! What a great day. Nice promotion you're running, fellas!"
As naturally as if he were at home, he walked over to the still-stunned Valmont, familiarly patting the shoulder of his expensive dark green suit, his tone full of praise and encouragement:
"Well done, buddy! Super efficient! I thank you on the Demon's behalf. He must be overjoyed!"
With that, he smoothly and effortlessly pocketed the newly acquired rat talisman into his bulging pants pocket.
Then, he pushed his cleaning cart, now laden with'spoils', and began strolling casually towards the door like an honest worker finishing a hard day's shift.
Valmont's brain was overheating from this series of audacious moves. He instinctively replied, "Uh... you're welcome?"
He eyed Victor's retreating back suspiciously, then looked at the furious Demon on the wall, his mind racing:
This arrogant, overly familiar guy... could he be a new recruit the Demon hired?
"Valmont, you fool!! 'You're welcome' my ass!!"
the Demon's furious roar was like a thunderclap. The entire statue shook violently, as if it might crack at any second.
"Open your damn eyes and look! This guy is a thief! A robber! Stop him, damn it! Get the talismans back!!"
"What?!"
Valmont jolted awake, instantly breaking into a cold sweat.
He quickly scanned the office. It was fine until he looked; now, his soul almost left his body!
"Where's my gold lucky cat?! My Ming dynasty blue-and-white porcelain vase?! The stacks of cash on the bookshelf I was going to use for the crew's bonuses?!"
Valmont's voice, choked with tears and uncontrollable rage, let out a heart-wrenching scream.
This hurt worse than being stabbed several times!
Just then, an ill-timed voice rang out, thick with grievance:
"Hey! Where's my chocolate milkshake?!"
Rasu rubbed the back of his head, shouting with simple-minded sincerity.
Everyone turned to stare at Rasu, their gazes complex, silently questioning, 'Is this really the time to worry about a milkshake?' and 'How did this idiot even get into our professional criminal organization?'
Feeling uncomfortable under their stares, Rasu stiffened his neck and defended himself:
"What?! I waited in line forever for that! Extra chocolate flavor, limited edition!"
"Fools! Fools! A bunch of fools!"
the Demon felt his draconic life had never been so dark and hopeless.
"The important thing isn't that junk! It's my talismans! My talismans! Stop him!!"
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