Comic: Becoming a Phantom Thief to Steal Hearts

Peter sullenly took a can of Fanta from the convenience store. He was in a bad mood, so when he saw the man paying the bill in front of him taking out a pistol to rob the convenience store, his mood hit rock bottom.

Why...why are there always so many scumbags in the world? It is because of the existence of these people that the world becomes not a beautiful place...and there is no room for the existence of good people...

Peter didn't realize that his eyes were stained with a faint black mist. He moved expressionlessly and held the man's wrist like an iron plier. With just a little force, the man let out a scream like a slaughtering pig and knelt down. Fall to the ground.

"Don't let me see you again." Peter said coldly.

The crying man begged for mercy again and again, and finally Peter let him go and watched him stagger away with the gun.

Under the fearful eyes of everyone, Peter paid and left the convenience store.

"So, Peter just got an intern spot at Wayne Group and he didn't dare to tell us?"

"Yes, we are in Gotham after all, so Peter doesn't want you to worry." Lucas sighed helplessly.

He used his perfect acting skills and finally fooled Mei.

Sorry, my poor hometown. Your reputation is already very bad anyway, so you don’t care if it gets any worse.

However, he would inevitably have to ask Tim again later. Lucas did not really ask Peter to actually go to Wayne Group for an internship. He wanted to give him an internship certificate so that Peter could use the money he earned from the palace to support his family openly.

Seeing Mei's relieved look, Lucas pursed his lips. If you tell a lie, you will inevitably have to cover it up with more lies. If you ask Tim about this matter, more will definitely be discovered, but such a sudden The state of hair really made it impossible for him to think of other methods.

"I'll go find them too. It's late at night and it's not safe outside." Lucas said.

"Excuse me, Lucas." May said movedly.

"Is it really okay to lie to Aunt May like this?" Hope stuck out his head. He didn't go to the science and technology exhibition during the day, so he didn't know anything about the latest changes in Peter.

"There is no other way." Lucas lowered his head and turned on his phone.

[Lucas: Peter.

Lucas: Are you there?

Lucas: Get back to me. ]

No response.

Lucas held the phone and frowned. After knowing the beginning of the matter, he could roughly simulate Peter's mental process.

Lucas wouldn't blame Peter's behavior too much, but he hoped that Peter would not be so impulsive next time he did it, and at least tell his fellow Phantom Thieves that everyone would work out a solution together so that what happened today wouldn't happen.

But why didn't Peter reply to his message?

Lucas wondered what might have happened while searching for traces of Peter on the street.

When he turned a corner, Lucas saw two figures wrestling under the streetlight. One of them looked so familiar, that was Ben, who was chasing Peter out.

What was frightening was that the man who was fighting with Ben was holding a dark gun in his hand. The safety was turned on and it could go off at any time.

"Isn't that Peter's uncle!" Hope said in surprise, "This situation is very dangerous. We have to go up and help!"

"I know." Lucas said solemnly.

Faced with this situation, Lucas is experienced. He knows not to rush forward rashly now. If a person with a firearm is irritated, it is entirely possible to fire in panic.

In reality, he is not the all-powerful leader of the Phantom Thieves, but an ordinary person, so he must be cautious in all his actions.

Just when Lucas quietly approached the man from behind while he wasn't paying attention, tonight's protagonist appeared at this intersection.

The dim night could not block Peter's sight, but it was precisely because he could see so clearly that Peter recognized the man and the gun the man was pointing at Uncle Ben.

"Uncle Ben!" He subconsciously shouted in panic.

The man looked at Peter in shock. The moment he saw Peter, he remembered the experience of being taught a lesson by this seemingly ordinary boy in a convenience store.

"Idiot!" Lucas saw something was wrong. He pushed hard with his feet and sprinted, hitting the man's back with his whole body.

Even so, the man subconsciously bent his knuckles, and the trigger turned the bolt. The fire spraying from the muzzle was so bright and clear in the dark night.

Time slowed down in Peter's eyes, and the blood on Uncle Ben's chest was reflected in his pupils. His eyes widened little by little, and then, as if he finally realized what had happened, his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Uncle Ben!"

He heard his screams and saw his helpless hands.

Lucas quickly and accurately aimed at the weak point between the man's legs and kicked him hard. When he screamed and fell down, he kicked away the pistol in his hand.

After eliminating the danger, Lucas quickly turned back to check Ben's condition. The little old man who was always smiling was now lying on the ground with a pale face, and blood was constantly pouring out of his chest, draining his life. .

Lucas pressed the wound skillfully, and glanced at Peter who was pale and stunned, "Stop being dazed! Call an ambulance quickly!"

"Oh...ok." Peter took out his cell phone, his fingers trembling constantly, and he even clicked on the wrong number like 911 twice.

"Hey, this injury is no joke! Could it have hit the heart?" Hope said nervously.

"No...it won't..." After Peter finished speaking, he bit his lower lip hard, and blood flowed from his lips.

"Uncle Ben..." Peter staggered and knelt beside Ben, holding Ben's hand tightly, "Uncle Ben!"

"Peter..." Ben slowly opened his eyes, "Peter."

"I'm...I'm here!" Tears kept falling from Peter's face, "Don't...don't leave me, Uncle Ben."

"No..." Lucas gritted his teeth. The position where Uncle Ben was hit was too dangerous, and the speed of the ambulance was too fast. If this continued, Ben would really die.

"Persona...Can't Persona be used in reality?" Lucas growled unwillingly.

If he could use the power of the Persona, Ben's life could be saved.

"What are you thinking!" Hope said speechlessly, "I can understand your mood, but the persona..."

Before Hope could finish his words, he saw traces of white light coming out of Lucas's chest, and a card loomed on his chest.

"This is..." Hope stared blankly as a mask that could only appear in the palace appeared on Lucas' face, "It's impossible!"

"I can." Lucas tore off the mask on his face, and the persona appeared next to him, but this summoning was obviously difficult. The moment the persona appeared, Lucas's momentum suddenly weakened.

The blood on the face that should have been absorbed by the mask did not completely disappear, but most of it remained on the cheeks and dripped down the chin.

The pain of being torn was still there, and Lucas groaned, weakly but firmly commanding: "Start healing."

"Lucas..." Peter stood aside helplessly. Too many things had happened tonight. His eyes were full of blood, including Ben's and Lucas's.

Neither the persona nor the super powers were of use at this moment, and Peter could only blame himself.

The sound of the ambulance came in the distance, and Lucas could finally breathe a sigh of relief. When he broke away from that concentrated state, he also felt a splitting headache.

Lucas' vision went dark, his persona disappeared into the air, and he fell down.

This time Peter caught the unconscious man, and Hope moved from Lucas's shoulders to Peter's.

"Boy, you really caused a big trouble." He said seriously.

"I know..." Peter's eyes darkened, and he clenched his fists silently. Lucas saved his uncle, and he owed him a big favor.

Weird and mysterious music played, and Lucas opened his eyes suddenly, gasping for air.

It's the velvet room.

"Hey." Archipald looked at Lucas complicatedly, "It's surprising that you actually have the courage to break through yourself."

Even in the dream, there is still some residual pain. Even Lucas, who is numb to pain, can't help but tremble because of the pain that exceeds the threshold.

"But it's too early...it's too early..." Eagle sighed, "You change the fate that would have happened."

Lucas raised his head after hearing this, and the black spots were still twisting and flashing in front of his eyes, "Do you mean that Uncle Ben should die at this point?"

"Yes, although it was unexpected, you did steal his life from the will of the gods." Eagle smiled slightly, "You really have such qualifications."

"The...will of the gods..." Lucas tried to cheer up and continued to inquire about information from Eagle, but with his current energy, he no longer even had the ability to maintain the velvet room in the dream.

"I look forward to...the future...continuing to work hard...to find...support..."

As Lucas's consciousness gradually blurred, Eagle's words also became intermittent.

It’s just ordinary encouragement anyway…

As he thought this, he fell into a deeper dream.

"What happened?" Gwen couldn't help but ask.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." Peter curled up on the hospital bench with his legs bent and his head buried between his knees.

"I don't want to hear an apology, and this shouldn't be said to me." Gwen rubbed her temples with a headache.

A few days ago, they were thinking about the future of the Phantom Thieves together, full of energy, but everything changed in the blink of an eye. Uncle Ben was seriously injured and was hospitalized, and the leader Lucas was lying in the hospital bed and still hasn't woken up.

Peter raised his head, revealing a pair of red eyes, and murmured: "If I hadn't let that guy go, Uncle Ben wouldn't have been hurt, and Lucas wouldn't have saved Uncle Ben..."

"What's wrong with me?"

The moment they heard the sound, both Gwen and Peter turned their heads in surprise, and the pale-faced Lucas looked at them helplessly, "Don't tell me that I seem to be dead, okay?"

Gwen: "Don't say such things!"

"Lucas...you're awake." Peter looked at Lucas blankly.

"Yeah." Lucas sat next to Peter, "How is Uncle Ben?"

"The bullet grazed the heart, and I just came out of the emergency room recently..." Peter finished in a low voice, "What about you Lucas, how are you?"

"It's so unreasonable!" Hope flew from Peter's body back to Lucas's shoulder, "How did you do it to summon a persona in reality?"

"I don't know," Lucas said honestly.

"Wouldn't this be a good thing?" Gwen asked, "If personas could be used in reality..."

"That's not a good thing!" Hope said seriously, "The power of personas and shadows can only work in other worlds, so if personas appear in reality, it means..."

"Shadows also appear in the real world." Peter took over Hope's words.

"Yes, but besides Lucas, can we use personas in reality?" Hope asked.

Hope's words silenced both Gwen and Peter.

"...How is this done?"

Lucas, who was suddenly asked about this, seemed to recall the pain and exhaustion of that day, and said sincerely: "I don't know how I did it, but I don't recommend you to try it."

In fact, Lucas is still very weak now and will not be able to enter the palace and fight in the Impression Space for a while.

Lucas put his hand on Peter's shoulder, "This is a lesson. You are too impulsive and reckless in doing things. Although it is not your intention, it will undoubtedly put the people around you in danger..."

"I know." Peter stood up and bowed to Lucas solemnly, "I'm sorry, and thank you very much."

"Ah..." Looking at Peter facing his hair, Lucas was stunned for a moment, then softened his face and slightly raised the corners of his mouth, "Okay, there will be no next time for this kind of thing."

Peter raised his head, nodded seriously, and said hoarsely: "Okay."

Whether he obtained a persona or mutated and gained superpowers, Peter was walking so smoothly on his extraordinary path that he forgot that the surrounding environment did not rotate according to his will, so he took it for granted and acted in a self-righteous way. I think others will accept it.

"Uncle Ben once said that with great ability comes great responsibility." Peter saw Uncle Ben wearing an oxygen inhaler through the transparent glass, "Now I should do more things."

"Ok?"

Facing the doubtful glances of his companions, Peter twitched his lips and forced a smile, "I want to be a vigilante. It's not enough to make bad guys repent in the palace and impression space. Before we get the information, we have already Someone is getting hurt, and what if we can stop the bad guy before that happens? That way everyone can be okay."

"...Too naive." Lucas was silent for a few seconds before commenting, "Being a vigilante and taking care of the Phantom Thieves at the same time is a huge burden for you."

"I know." Peter was very calm. This was the result of his thinking over the past few days.

He lowered his head and stared at his trembling hands.

"Don't worry, I won't delay the work of the Phantom Thieves."