ăRyver! Someone stole my staff! Get it back right now!ăCaddie yelled as soon as Ryver entered her room, bow slung across his back.ăItâs those filthy Beastmen! Iâm sure of it! Do they think they can fool me with that silver mask? It makes my blood boil just thinking about it. Well, theyâre not fooling anyone!ă
ăThe compass.ă
ăItâs in the bag! Hurry and bring it back!ă
Ryver picked up a bag sitting in the corner. He dug his hand in and took out a palm-sized compass, one with no scale markings, only a needle that showed direction. The needle didnât point at a fixed direction, but rather it swayed back forth slowly.
Looks like it really got stolen, Ryver realized.
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It was already explained to him before that the compass and the Drakon Staff were a set. Ryver had no idea how it worked, but the compass always pointed to where the staff was. The staff itself had been stolen twice in the past, and Ryver retrieved it each time.
ăHurry! Youâre in our party for this, right?! Go!ă
ăUnderstood.ă
Caddie was already a mentally unstable girl. When the staff got stolen before, she went frantic. There was only one way to bring her back to normal: recover the staff as soon as possible.
Ryver stepped out of Caddieâs room.
ăDid someone, steal the, staff again?ăBatros opened the door to his room, carrying a magic lamp.
Ryver simply nodded. Caddieâs brother, Igloo, was still fast asleep.
Ryver walked briskly, yet carefully so as not to step on any bottle, and went out of the guest room. In the hallway, he found the Polar Tigerâs leader, Gotthold Kostenlos Anchor. The tiger Beastman had brought two of his party members with him.
Servants watched them uneasily from a distance. They didnât try to get close since there were orders to clear the area of people.
ăWhatâs with all the ruckus?ăGotthold asked.
ăSo you were eavesdropping.ăRyver said.
ăOf course not. That was a loud scream just now. We have sharp ears, you know.ă
Gotthold shot a glance inside the room and saw bottles rolling on the floor, alcohol spilling out. The man frowned.
ăLady Caddieâs staff was stolen.ăRyver closed the door behind him, as though to hide the state of the room.
ăStaff?ă
ăShe suspects you guys.ă
ăHow dare you!ăOne of Gottholdâs men snapped.
ăStop.ăGotthold said, holding the man back.ăYou got proof? Do you think you can get away with such a blatant false accusation?ă
ăWhatever. Weâll know the truth soon.ă
ăWhat do you mean?ă
ăIâm going after the thief. Move it.ă
ăWait. Iâm coming with you.ă
ăYouâll only get in the way.ă
ăI wonât. You can leave me behind if you want. Iâll just follow you.ă
ăHmph.ă
Ryver broke into a run and reached maximum speed in a few seconds. He was an archer focused on pure strength, but he could also track people. He had a point in Power Burst, 2 on Balance, 8 on Strength, 5 on Stamina, and 2 on Natural Recovery.
A mere demi-human canât keep up with my speed, Ryver thought. Wait, what?!
Gotthold was a few steps behind him, holding down the long sword on his waist with his left hand. Bending forward, he sprinted, his footsteps silent.
He may be rotten, but heâs still rank A, I suppose.
Ryver made it out of the mansion with Gotthold. The thief had already left the building. After urging the gatekeeper to open the gates quickly, they dashed through the moonlit streets of Leather Elka.
Thatâs weird.
Ryver wracked his brains as he sprinted. They were experienced adventurers chasing a mere thief, yet it felt like they couldnât close the distance between them. That wasnât all.
I didnât sense anyone back then.
He activated his Detection before going to bed. No living thing was approaching their room then. Not a lot of time had passed since the time he slept and the staff was stolen. Caddie saw the thief and screamed. If he escaped through the mansion and not the window, Ryver wouldâve sensed them. But he didnât.
Whatever. Weâll just wring it out of him once heâs captured.
The thief seemed to be running towards the edge of the city. He turned around several corners, as though trying to lose his pursuers. In other words, he was aware that people were after him.
By some stroke of good fortune, they were headed to a cliff, the steep mountain side behind the fort city.
ăDid they really go this way?ăGotthold asked, his voice filled with doubt. The man knew the path led to a dead end.
ăYes. Up ahead.ă
The needles pointed at a corner up ahead. About a hundred meters ahead was a dead end.
They both turned the corner simultaneously and came onto a path five meters wide. No one lived around here; only warehouses filled the area. There were no other routes on both sides, only a warehouseâs backdoors.
A cliff, ten meters high, loomed before them. A few huge rocks lay strewn below it. It was the reason why no one lived here.
ăHeâs behind that rock.ă
Ryver put his compass away in his pocket, grabbed his bow and nocked an arrow to the string. While not fit for rapid firing, Ryver believed heâd be able to keep up even if the enemy launched a surprise attack.
Noting Ryverâs mood change, Gotthold drew his sword. A first-class weapon, it was bluish in color, most likely made with mithril.
They glanced at every warehouse backdoor which seemed to have barely been used, cobwebs all over the locks.
So theyâre behind the rock. Since theyâre not moving, they mustâve noticed us.
Ryverâs mind was as calm as a windless surface of a lake. But just like earlier, his Detection didnât pick up anything. He had heard of items imbued with high-level Stealth that Life Detection couldnât sense, but it was his first time encountering one.
The huge rock, three meters long, occupied the middle of the road. Ryver gestured at Gotthold with his chin to go left, while he went right. Now there was no escape for the thief.
Slowly, they rounded the rock. The light of the moon didnât reach behind it. The moment Ryver reached the other side, a sword flashed. He quickly fired his arrow.
ăWhoa! You idiot! Itâs me!ă
The arrow clinked as Gotthold deflected it with his sword.
ăWhat?ăRyver was confused.
ăThereâs no one here.ă
No one was behind the rock. Not even a trace of someone hiding there.
ăHowâŠ?ăRyver dug into his pocket for the compass.ăWhat theâŠă
The needle spun around, as though it didnât know which direction to point to.
Man, that was close. Hikaru glanced behind at the blind alley before turning a corner. Ryver and Gotthold should be checking behind the rock right about now.
The shrill peal of a whistle rang out, a signal that an enemy had appeared. The authorities had already received word of a thief breaking into the royal familyâs mansion and were setting up a perimeter.
I should be fine if that thingâs useless.
Hikaru was empty-handed. He had kept track of his pursuers using Mana Detection. He set his job class to Stealth God and activated all his Obfuscation skills, but he suspected it might not be enough to conceal the mana released by the Drakon Staff. His pursuers chased after him as though he was striking cymbals while running around, giving away his location.
Ryver mustâve used some sort of a magic item.
Ryver didnât have powerful Detection skills. If he did, Hikaru wouldâve been busted this afternoon when he eavesdropped on the meeting. There was no doubt that he was using an item that could detect the Drakon Staff, or perhaps any mana as strong as the one released by the staff.
Hikaru turned several corners, but he couldnât lose his pursuers. Thatâs when he realized the Drakon Staff was marked. He knew he couldnât outrun them, and he wasnât familiar with the local geography either.
He couldâve destroyed the staff, but he planned to return it later. So he tried something.
Thank god for this.
Hikaru patted his chest. Under his clothes was the Dimension Dragon Box, just big enough for the staffâs orb to fit through. As soon as he put the staff inside, the mana vanished. Then he simply waited in the shadows.
Hikaru chose a blind alley for a reason. He believed Ryver would wield his weapon when there was a straight path ahead, swapping out the compass. Hikaru couldnât detect mana from the staff anymore, but if a sliver of it even slipped, one he couldnât sense, heâd be in trouble. So he created a situation where Ryver wouldnât look at the compass.
Hikaru hid behind a warehouseâs set of stairs. He planned to get past them once his pursuers were occupied. Activating his Mana Detection, he found Ryver and Gotthold frozen in place, confused. They had lost track of the Drakon Staff.
Iâll examine the staff once Iâm away from here.
Hikaru hurried down the streets and returned to the inn.