Chapter 93 -93-Night City Lord Mansion

Chapter 93: Chapter93-Night City Lord Mansion

"Not from Night City."

"Strong enough to enter the treasury."

"And if something goes wrong, it’ll be difficult to trace it back to me."

"And just like that."

"You showed up."

John: "..."

The right identity.

Translated into plain language.

The perfect person to take the blame.

Rosaline acted as though she hadn’t noticed his expression.

If anything, her smile grew even brighter.

"Seriously."

"You appeared far earlier than I expected."

"I originally thought it would take you at least a few years before you were capable of entering the Dark Realm."

"And yet only a few days have passed."

"And you’ve already made your way all the way to Night City."

She looked John up and down.

"You really surprised me."

At that point.

Rosaline seemed to suddenly remember something.

"Oh, right."

"Do you like the little one I gave you?"

John froze.

The little one?

Then he quickly realized.

"Ice Rose."

A flash of blue light.

Bang!

The Thorn Turtle appeared on the floor.

"Guu?"

The moment Ice Rose appeared.

It curiously looked around.

The smile on Rosaline’s face visibly softened.

She reached out.

And gently stroked Ice Rose’s head.

Ice Rose was initially a little wary.

But after sniffing the aura on her hand.

It actually leaned its head toward her on its own.

"Guu..."

Rosaline chuckled softly.

"It took me quite a bit of effort to find this little one back then."

Her fingers ran across its ice-blue shell.

Then paused slightly.

"You even evolved it?"

"Yeah."

"Not bad."

Rosaline nodded.

"Consider that pet egg my thank-you gift for helping me escape the seal."

"Make sure you treat it well."

She looked at Ice Rose.

For the first time, some of the teasing disappeared from her eyes.

"It’s the last one of its race."

John’s gaze shifted slightly.

The last one?

He was just about to ask more.

But Rosaline had already withdrawn her hand.

Clearly, she had no intention of explaining further.

John didn’t press her.

After returning Ice Rose to the Void Arsenal.

Another question suddenly occurred to him.

"Wait."

"Even if I steal the grimoire out."

"It’ll still end up back in your hands."

"Won’t Grey suspect you?"

"And another thing."

John looked at her.

"You lure Grey away from the teleportation arrays."

"And immediately afterward, all five teleportation arrays get destroyed."

"Isn’t that a little too convenient?"

Rosaline smiled.

"You don’t need to worry about the first part."

"My grimoire isn’t an ordinary weapon."

"It can change its appearance."

"As long as I want it to, no one will recognize it."

She raised a second finger.

"As for Grey."

"That’s even easier."

"I used to be one of the Twelve Witches."

"And I have some old scores to settle with the people above him."

"I’ll formally issue a challenge on the grounds that I intend to reclaim my position as a Witch, then request Grey to attend as a witness."

"Perfectly reasonable."

"Once he leaves."

Rosaline spread her hands.

"Night City suddenly gets attacked by humans."

"The teleportation arrays are destroyed."

"What does any of that have to do with me?"

John: "..."

A perfect clean break.

This woman had clearly planned everything out already.

Rosaline leaned forward slightly.

"Well?"

"This deal."

"Do you accept?"

The moment she finished speaking.

A system notification appeared.

[Ding!]

[You have triggered an A-rank Hidden Quest — The Witch’s Lost Grimoire!]

[Quest Objective: Enter the Night City Treasury and retrieve the grimoire belonging to Thorn Witch Rosaline.]

[Accept?]

John glanced at it.

"Accept."

[You have accepted the A-rank Hidden Quest — The Witch’s Lost Grimoire!]

There wasn’t even a hint of hesitation.

What kind of joke was this?

This was the Night City Treasury.

Rosaline had only asked him to bring out her grimoire.

But she never said—

He could only take the grimoire.

John and Aya thought of the exact same thing almost simultaneously.

The two exchanged a subtle glance.

The Void Arsenal.

Infinite space.

A Shadow Thief Assassin with a 100% theft success rate.

An inventory with unlimited capacity.

And an enemy city’s treasury.

This combination...

Was somewhat disrespectful toward Night City’s private property rights.

As long as their hands were fast enough.

In theory.

They could empty the entire place.

The corner of John’s mouth slowly lifted.

"Tell me about the guards."

Seeing how readily he had agreed.

Rosaline was clearly in a good mood.

"The treasury is beneath the Night City Lord Mansion."

"Most of the outer guards are around Lv35, with a small number of Lv40 elites inside."

"There’s only one person you truly need to watch out for."

"Ottor."

"Captain of the Night City Treasury Guard."

"Lv50."

Without realizing it, Aya had already scooted her chair forward again.

Her head was practically wedged between the two of them.

Rosaline glanced at her.

Then continued.

"Grey still has to guard the teleportation arrays right now."

"He won’t be going to the treasury during this period."

"So as long as you deal with Ottor, the remaining guards won’t be much trouble."

"However."

Her tone became more serious.

"The moment you’re exposed."

"You’ll have one minute at most."

"One minute later, the troops surrounding the City Lord Mansion will completely seal the area off."

"If it drags on any longer, you might even alert Grey."

"So you have to move fast."

Aya’s eyes grew brighter and brighter.

One minute.

A treasury.

Take as much as they could.

Exciting!

Rosaline looked at John.

"The treasury is underground beneath the City Lord Mansion."

"Once you go in, no matter what happens, I won’t intervene."

"You’ll be on your own."

John nodded thoughtfully.

Several plans were already flashing rapidly through his mind.

Stealth.

Disguise.

Assassination.

A frontal assault.

He could even use [Void Shift] to bypass part of the defenses directly.

All of them were viable.

As long as he didn’t run into someone on Grey’s level.

It shouldn’t be a major problem.

Then he glanced to the side.

Aya’s grin was already nearly reaching her ears.

John gave her a sideways look.

"Tone it down."

"Hehe."

Aya hurriedly rubbed her face.

But there was no suppressing the excitement in her eyes.

While following John all this time.

She hadn’t dared to randomly reach out and steal things.

Her class skills had practically been held back the entire journey.

Now she’d finally gotten a proper theft mission.

And not just any theft mission—

They were robbing the Night City Treasury!

Wasn’t this exactly what her class was made for?

"Boss."

Aya lowered her voice.

"I’m suddenly feeling like this quest was made for me."

John stood up.

"I can tell."

"Your eyes are practically glowing green."

...

After briefly confirming the route.

The two left Rosaline’s residence.

Their destination.

Night City Lord Mansion.

...

Half an hour later.

The two stood at the end of a secluded street.

Ahead of them.

A colossal structure occupied almost their entire field of vision.

Night City Lord Mansion.

Rather than a City Lord Mansion.

It looked more like a dark fortress.

Towering spires pierced into the sky.

The black stone walls were covered in chains and spikes.

There were even rows of partially enclosed dungeon windows along the lower levels of the fortress.

Dark red light spilled out from within.

The faint sound of metal scraping could be heard from inside.

The entire place could be summed up in one word.

Dungeon.

Aya tilted her head back.

"Why does this place not feel like somewhere a city lord would live?"

"It feels more like somewhere built specifically to imprison people."

John nodded.

"Dark Realm aesthetics."