You call this the mastermind?

Although he was moved by the emergence of some kind of "opportunity", Mellen was still a little hesitant at this time.

Because if he wanted to steal a house while those people were all out, he would need to use the boots he just got.

But Mellen hadn’t worn the boots yet, so he wasn’t sure how well they worked.

Of course, this is not the key point. We can’t be sure now. We will be sure after some experiments.

The point is, he needs to wear these boots.

but……

In the rickety carriage, Meren opened the suitcase containing the Wandering God's Boots, lowered his head slightly, twitched his nose, and a look of disgust flashed across his face.

"The smell is too strong..."

What he said when he blackmailed Kevin before was not just an excuse.

The inside of these boots really stinks.

So much so that people like Meren, who is not mysophobic, can't get enough of it...

After a slight hesitation, Mellen took out his brochure and quill, and then wrote a sentence on it——

[Within one minute, my luck will greatly increase! 】

There were only 4 gray fate points left, but Melen didn't pay attention to it. Instead, he raised his hand and clicked the green fate four times in a row.

[You have acquired the skill——Cleaning Spell (Mastery)]

…

[You have acquired the skill - Silent Spell (Mastery)]

…

[You have obtained the skill - Pocket (Mastery)]

…

[You have acquired the skill - Metal Item Enchantment (Mastery)]

…

At this point, there are 29 green points left.

After seeing the last enchanting skill, Meren stopped using it. Instead, he pointed the wand in his hand at the boots in the box and whispered softly.

"Smooth as new."

Under the dim moonlight outside the car window, an invisible influence exerted itself.

The inside and outside of this pair of delicate boots began to have some tiny debris and dust, and even the gas was stripped away.

They rose and floated above the boots, gradually condensing into a smelly little ball, and finally fell to the ground beside their feet with a gurgling sound.

Correspondingly, the boots themselves have become brighter and no longer look old-fashioned.

He lowered his head and smelled carefully, and after making sure that there was no longer any smell left, Meren took off the boots he was wearing with satisfaction and put on these magic boots with an exceptionally soft interior.

Then, he pointed the wand in his hand at the replaced pair of boots.

This time, no spell was used. As an invisible force was exerted, the brown sheepskin boots that Meren was originally wearing twisted and swelled in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, these boots magically transformed into a fluffy-looking linen bag!

"It should be able to hold a lot of things." Mellen commented.

The ability called the carry-on pocket is actually to convert some ordinary clothes into a large pocket, so that you can be in a hurry when you can't find similar things temporarily.

Mellen, who was about to commit his first burglary in his life, was lucky enough to acquire this skill, which seemed to indicate that his next actions would be fruitful.

But he still did not officially start taking action. Instead, he used a small booklet to conduct several channelings.

After collecting some scrap information, he felt that there was nothing wrong with it, so Mellen knocked on the carriage window and signaled the coachman to move his position.

This kind of taxi charges are calculated based on the duration, so the coachman is not afraid of Mellen's "change of orders from morning to night", and he happily follows his wishes and heads towards Graham City in a certain direction.

However, when the carriage arrived at the door of the "Grossen Divination Club" that Mellen mentioned before in the night, the coachman discovered that the young man in the carriage had disappeared without knowing it!

Only a golden coin existed quietly on the original seat.

"This, this is a ghost..."

There was no sound of opening the door or getting out of the car before, but now there was no one in sight, so the coachman looked horrified.

Then he didn't dare to stay here anymore, hurriedly threw away the coin that was worth far more than the fare, and then drove away in a hurry.

…

The newly obtained Silent Spell is very effective and can cover up the noises made by yourself and the target object.

However, when Mellen cast this magic, he never thought that he would be regarded as a ghost by the coachman.

Of course, he didn't have the time to think about such trivial matters.

As the moonlight above his head became colder and colder, Mellen had quietly arrived at the door of a children's welfare home that looked a bit eerie under the night.

Having lived in this city since he was a child, he was very familiar with Graham City. A long time ago, Mellen's parents in this life actually had the intention of adopting a sister for him.

So when Meren used the silk thread to see the scenery outside the enemy's window, he easily identified the approximate location——

It's inside this children's welfare home, or rather, an orphanage.

"So, if a bunch of adults get mixed up in an orphanage, no one will notice anything unusual?"

Mellen was surprised by this, but he was not here to be a detective, so he didn't think about it carefully.

After arriving nearby, he did not act in a hurry. Instead, he waited for a long time in a dark alley across the street from the orphanage.

Seeing two sneaky figures appearing from the corner of the street not far away, Meren thought about it and integrated his third hand into the boots under his feet.

In an instant, the colors of the surrounding world changed!

Just like a beautiful oil painting suddenly seeps out a lot of dyes corresponding to the original colors of the oil painting, which makes the world that should have a clear "composition" blurred.

Buildings, vegetation, human body, natural environment...

Everything is distorted. Under the hazy perspective, some invisible glimmers appear around.

These lights are distributed in a disorderly manner, with obvious traces of human beings.

The most dazzling thing is the boots under Mellen's feet. The light emitted is just like a small sun.

So he guessed that this might be the brilliance of magic.

It can't be seen in normal state, but when using this pair of wandering boots, it can be clearly seen.

It is simply an excellent artifact for burglary and avoiding magic protection and traps!

However, Mellen had already conducted a brief experiment on this pair of boots before coming.     So now he is not affected by the changes around him. Seeing that the two sneaky people have climbed over the wall into the orphanage, Mellen rushed over without hesitation.

His steps were very rapid, as if breaking the balance, stirring up the surrounding "dye" world.

In the blink of an eye, Mellen had already rushed to the outer wall of the orphanage, and then crashed into the thick and towering stone brick wall without any pause.

The next moment, his figure directly merged into the wall, leaving no trace except for a ripple.

...

Things went smoothly tonight.

When the two wizards who had the intention of betraying the organization sneaked back to the base during the ambush, and took advantage of the carelessness of several remaining personnel to launch a sneak attack, they resolved the battle in the blink of an eye!

"I said that the boss looked calm, but he was actually angry and blinded by hatred."

When stepping over several corpses, one of the young wizards with short braids said to his companion with a smile: "He doesn't think that everyone is as loyal to the nun as he is?"

"That's not loyalty, but admiration."

The companion of the young wizard is a middle-aged wizard with a hooked nose. He sneered after hearing this: "I just don't understand, there are so many capable people under the nun, how dare he have such unrealistic ideas?"

"It's not unrealistic, I think the nun actually values ​​him."

The two hurriedly walked towards the "treasure house", but they didn't stop chatting.

Or, they are using chatting to ease the pressure of betraying the organization.

"Otherwise, she wouldn't have assigned him the mission in Graham City. You know, right? The nun attaches great importance to things here."

"If she hadn't been too busy at Fort Saint Grant, she might have come in person."

"What exactly is going on at Fort Saint Grant?"

"How should I know? But everyone says that it might be related to what those lunatics in the Truth Church want to do..."

The two were not far from the treasure house, and they had already arrived at their destination while talking.

It was a silver-gray steel door that looked very ordinary, embedded at the end of a stone corridor. There was no light around, and the darkness made it look particularly deep.

"There are many magic traps here, so we have to be careful next time."

The middle-aged wizard said cautiously.

But in fact, the two had expected this long ago-

After all, it was the wealth accumulated by everyone for half a lifetime. Although they didn't think it would be stolen, it was just in case, so there would be no protection here.

However, relying on their identity as insiders, they actually had a little understanding of the trap layout here.

In addition, the middle-aged wizard who was instigated by the young wizard was an expert in magic enchantments and traps.

So although it took a little time, they finally stood in front of the iron gate.

Then, they began to stop.

"There should be a trigger-type magic trap attached to this door."

After taking a few glances, the middle-aged wizard said: "Very strong, very powerful."

"Can't you crack it?" The young wizard asked hurriedly.

"It requires arithmetic divination and logical communication." The middle-aged wizard replied.

"But I remember, don't you know these?"

"Yes, but it may take a long time. What if the boss and the others come back during this period..."

"... You don't want me to leave here to follow?" The young wizard heard this, and a hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes.

"I don't think it's necessary. The boss takes this ambush very seriously and won't be back in a short time."

"What if? What if our disguise is exposed and the boss notices something unusual?"

"Then can't you move faster?"

...

Are they fools?

While the two wizards were talking, Mellen, who was in "invisible" state, had already come out from behind the wall with a bulging linen bag on his back.

Hearing the two guys' seemingly arguing, but in fact full of distrust, he couldn't help but look at them in surprise.

In such an occasion, he still wanted to waste time, which was really a waste of life.

They could betray together, so shouldn't their relationship be very good?

Why don't they have this little tacit understanding?

Or are the things in the treasure house really valuable?

Thinking about it, Mellen was too lazy to continue listening to the endless arguments of these two idiots who were destined to take the blame.

Turning around, he rushed directly from the wall next to him to a small square outside, then looked around and hurried out of the orphanage.

Things went very smoothly before, and Mellen didn't even encounter any obstacles before rushing into the treasure house.

Then he put a bunch of sealed magic bags into the bag he was carrying.

During the period, he encountered many magic traps, but relying on the magical boots under his feet, Mellen could ignore those traps.

In other words, as long as there were gaps and loopholes between the traps, he could drill through them smoothly without being triggered at all.

"Such a great boot is given away as soon as it is said, the Felix family is really rich..."

When he left the vicinity of the orphanage and stopped in a remote alley, this thought flashed through Mellen's mind unconsciously.

However, he did not think about these things next, nor did he choose to untie the bag at his feet to check the harvest.

Instead, he took out the Book of Secret Languages ​​and contacted his teacher.

"Accidentally" discovered the enemy's lair in Graham City. After entering and looting it, he certainly would not ignore telling Mrs. Chelsea about it.

After all, these people were involved in the assassination of her.

At the same time, Melen was also ready to tell the teacher about Arthur tonight.

However, in order to maintain his good image in the eyes of his wife, Melen needed to artistically process his next words.

…

At the same time, Mrs. Chelsea was actually sending people to track down those who slipped through the net.

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