Chapter Epilogue

Epilogue: Phantom Thief Black Mask

-Just as Rain and Joe were about to meet again . –

Safir had finally recovered from the two-fold shock of having failed to make the princess his and having his prided curly hair cut off by Rain and had descended to the lowest floor in Galfort Castle .

In any case, he had thought to get rid of the nauseating feeling in the pit of his stomach by looking at a certain something .

The tightly shut door before him was the entrance to something that was closer to a storehouse than an actual room . The thick and heavy door was made out of wood and was reinforced with metal .

Ralphus’ unit had been guarding it up until that morning, but no one stood in front of the door now that they had all left with their master .

Safir jerked his chin at the men he brought down with him and readily commanded them to “break the lock . ”

A few men armed with large axes immediately stepped up and began to hammer down on the lock . They broke the once-sturdy lock into pitiful pieces with no time to spare .

“Hehehe……now open it . I want to see it all with my own e——”

Safir trailed off mid-word .

He stopped because he had seen what was on the other side of the door which his men had swung open wide .

The space inside the storehouse could have easily fit several dozen men and was surrounded by walls of stone .

But, something that should have been there was missing .

It was empty, and completely so . There was no trace to be seen of the hoard of treasures that should have had been piled up inside .

Instead, a strange magic circle was etched onto the four corners of the storehouse……along with one other thing . In the center of the room was a single scrap of paper .

A sensible servant picked it up in his petrified master’s stead .

“G, give me that!”

Safir jolted into motion and snatched it from the man .

The piece of paper, which he had read in a panic, thus read:

To a certain greedy noble, from the mysterious phantom thief “Black Mask . ”

I have stolen all of the treasure .

Do forgive me for not officially introducing myself, as my identity is a top-secret .

Farewell!

“Wh, wh, wha……”

Safir began to quaver with the scrap of paper still in his hands . The color drained from his face, and he bit his lips so hard that blood ran down his chin .

Then, he shrieked,

“what’s this about some black maaaaask?! Damn himmmm, I’ll never forgive himmm!! I’ll kill him, I fucking kill him deaddddddd!!!”

Afterward, upon having searched every nook and cranny of the castle, they discovered that the armory had also been emptied out .

Instead of weapons, the armory was instead stocked with piles of stinky old soldier’s clothes, and it was difficult to discern why that was . It was likely Rain’s idea of harassment .

Galfort Castle was thrown into a turmoil for an entire day because Saifr collapsed while frothing at the mouth upon hearing about the old clothes .