Chapter 97 -97-Splitting the Loot

Chapter 97: Chapter97-Splitting the Loot

On John’s side.

The rewards continued to settle.

[Citybreaker Tier BOSS First-Kill Rewards Calculated!]

[EXP +30,000!]

[Gold Coins +500!]

[You have obtained Citybreaker Tier First-Kill Chest ×1!]

Then there was the massive amount of EXP provided by Ottor himself.

Along with the EXP from clearing out the Dark Realm military camp earlier and killing the guards at the City Lord Mansion.

Level-up notifications appeared one after another.

[Your level has increased to Lv37!]

[Your level has increased to Lv38!]

[Your level has increased to Lv39!]

[You have obtained Free Attribute Points ×15!]

[Unique Divine-rank Talent "Supreme Evolution" triggered three times in succession!]

[You have obtained SSS-rank Traits ×3!]

Three levels in one go!

John didn’t rush to check the new traits.

There was still Ottor’s own loot to go through.

[Armybreaker First-Hunter effect triggered!]

[Drop Rate increased by 100%!]

[You have obtained SS-rank Set — Executioner Set!]

[You have obtained SS-rank Ring — Armor-Eroding Ring!]

[You have obtained an S-rank Skill Book...]

[You have obtained S-rank Materials...]

[Gold Coins +...]

John opened the set information first.

[Executioner Set]

[Quality: SS]

[Equipment Level: Lv40]

[Set Pieces: Black Prison Heavy Armor, Executioner Gauntlets, Blood Execution Battle Boots, Prison-Suppressing Waistguard]

Judging from the base attributes alone.

It was already clearly a step above his current [Faceless Hunter Set].

The only problem was that it required Lv40 to equip.

He was still one level short.

"Soon."

John casually closed the panel.

Then looked at the ring.

[Armor-Eroding Ring]

[Quality: SS]

[Wisdom +200]

[Destruction: When dealing effective damage to a player, there is a 10% chance to randomly destroy one currently equipped item that can be destroyed.]

John: "..."

He read it again.

Ten percent.

Destroy equipment?

And the trigger condition was simply—

Deal damage to a player.

If there was one thing John had no shortage of right now.

It was attack frequency.

Fire Dragon.

Void Spear.

Projectile Split.

Chain Reaction.

If he really got into a PVP fight...

Other people would lose HP.

He’d strip off their gear.

"A god-tier PVP item."

The more John looked at it, the more satisfied he became.

A name he hadn’t dealt with in a long time suddenly surfaced in his mind.

Gray Ledger.

After their previous clashes.

That group had quieted down considerably.

But quiet.

Didn’t mean things were over.

Now that he had this thing...

Maybe one of these days, he could go have a proper chat with them.

In the physical sense.

John was just about to keep scrolling down.

Knock knock knock knock!

Rapid knocking suddenly came from outside the door!

John instantly stopped moving.

Rosaline raised her eyes as well.

Both of them looked toward the door at the same time.

Knock knock knock!

"Who is it?"

John had already gripped the Void Staff.

A voice immediately came from outside.

"Boss!"

"It’s me!"

"Open up!"

John and Rosaline both relaxed slightly.

Aya.

The door had barely opened a crack.

When a white-haired head immediately squeezed through.

"Move, move, move!"

Aya slipped inside.

Dragging an enormous black sack over her shoulder that was completely disproportionate to her body.

Bang!

The sack was tossed into the middle of the living room.

Aya planted her hands on her hips.

Unable to hide the excitement on her face.

"Hehe."

"Check this out!"

She yanked the rope loose.

Clatter—!

The next second.

A huge pile of glowing items spilled out of the sack.

Rings.

Necklaces.

Magic crystals.

Small weapons.

Scrolls.

Gemstones.

Keys.

There were even several ornaments that looked extremely expensive at a glance.

Golden light covered the floor.

Rosaline was holding her teacup.

Her movements slowly stopped.

The corner of her mouth visibly twitched.

She first looked at the things on the floor.

Then at John.

Finally.

She looked at Aya.

"You two..."

"Did you empty the treasury?"

John thought for a moment.

"More or less."

Aya crouched down and rummaged through the pile.

Then corrected her.

"Strictly speaking, it wasn’t completely empty."

"We left the shelves and chests behind."

Rosaline: "..."

Was that what she was asking?

John looked at the items on the floor.

Then at the enormous sack beside Aya that was now obviously empty.

The two exchanged a glance.

And smiled at the same time.

This had been the plan they agreed on beforehand.

John would take the lead.

The moment the alarm was triggered.

He would draw all the firepower in the entire City Lord Mansion onto himself.

Aya would use the chaos.

To steal everything else she could get her hands on.

And judging from the result.

This girl had carried it out even more thoroughly than expected.

She probably hadn’t just taken whatever was left in the treasury.

She had likely helped herself to every valuable thing she passed inside the City Lord Mansion as well.

At that thought.

John suddenly realized something.

"Wait."

"Aya."

"When you took all this stuff, you didn’t trigger any alarms?"

Aya froze for a moment.

Then puffed out her chest.

Her expression instantly turned smug.

"Boss."

"Did you forget what I do for a living?"

She patted her chest.

"I’m a Shadow Thief Assassin!"

"A little alarm like that."

"You think that could stop me?"

John looked at her.

Then remembered the [Hand of the Phantom Thief], with its 100% theft success rate.

Fair enough.

Professional work.

Really did need to be left to a professional.

John nodded.

"You worked hard this time."

Aya immediately waved her hands.

"Not at all, not at all."

That was what she said.

But her eyes had already started drifting toward the equipment on the floor.

Of course John noticed.

The corner of his mouth lifted.

"Come on."

"Everything on the floor."

"Pick whatever you like."

Aya froze.

Then slowly raised her head.

"...Really?"

"Really."

Aya’s eyes instantly lit up.

"Really?"

"Really."

With that confirmation.

She immediately turned toward the pile of loot from earlier.

The next second.

Her smile froze.

"..."

Aya blinked.

Then blinked again.

"What the fuck?"

Where was everything?

Where was all that shiny golden loot that had been covering the floor just now?!

There was still plenty of equipment sitting on the table.

Blue.

Purple.

Quite a lot of it, actually.

But all those gleaming high-grade items, scrolls, and pieces of equipment from just now...

Not one remained.

They were all gone!

Aya was completely dumbfounded.

She stiffly turned her head.

"Boss..."

A hand landed on her shoulder.

At some point, John had already appeared behind her.

One eyebrow lifted slightly.

"What?"

"You don’t like them?"

Buzz—

The Void Staff in his hand glowed with faint black-and-gold light.

Casting that glow across his expressionless face.

No matter how you looked at it, it was a little terrifying.

It practically screamed—

Go on. Try saying you don’t like them.

A bead of cold sweat slowly formed on Aya’s forehead.

Her throat bobbed.

"I like them."

"I really like them."

She forced a brilliant smile onto her face.

"How could I not like something you gave me, Boss? I’ll pick right now."

With that.

She hurried over to the table.

And began pretending to browse enthusiastically.

"These gauntlets are pretty good."

"Wow, these boots look nice too."

"And this... the color on these shoulder guards is really pretty."

She sounded delighted on the outside.

But inside, she was already crying.

After all that work.

Crawling through a tunnel.

Sneaking into the City Lord Mansion.

Looting everything she could while the entire city was under lockdown.

And in the end, she got a few pieces of purple gear.

Who was she supposed to complain to about this?

If she’d known, she would’ve secretly hidden a few more pieces earlier!

Off to the side.

Rosaline held her teacup.

Silently watching the entire scene.

The corner of her mouth twitched slightly.

In the end, she chose to lower her head and drink her tea.

Young people’s business.

She wasn’t getting involved.