Thief Mage

2

Maybe it’s because I haven’t taken a bath for a few days. If I hadn’t seen the big lake with clear blue waves in front of me, I would have almost forgotten the concept of taking a bath. Besides being lazy, I'm incredibly busy running. Speaking of running, it's a daily grind, and then some. You know, in our line of work, running is a given. A couple of days ago, I ran into a colleague, and he greeted me familiarly, saying, "Ah! Isn't that Kano? What a nice day! Have you been running today?"

"Yeah, it's a really nice day today! I was halfway through using the restroom when I ran! That's a really nice outfit you have! Where did you buy it?..."

That's either nonsense or it's just a few hours ago that I got rid of those most annoying pursuers—Kalina, Mitro, Sk, and Bist. Speaking of them, I think of Karina. Karina is the one I dislike the most, but it's not because she's ugly. Quite the opposite. Karina is incredibly beautiful, especially her figure. The curves outlined by her black assassin-like bodysuit are enough to make any man's nose bleed. And her slightly longer dark blue shorts accentuate her wild allure. She's the pinnacle of womanhood!

She's the leader of these guys, leading this team, tracking me everywhere. Her miraculous hunting skills have me completely lost. That's why I haven't slept well these past two days. Fortunately, even the most cunning hunter will encounter a good fox, and sometimes even a fox has its own tricks up its sleeve, haha! I wonder if they've lost track of me now, maybe eating hot pot somewhere!

It's rare to have some safe time, and now we're encountering such a large lake. What else can I think about? My grip on the bag loosened, and the large black bag slipped off my back, landing on the large bluestone with a clang. The large bowl inside clattered against the rock. I wasn't worried the bowl would break, haha! You know, few things in the world can withstand it more!

Then I excitedly peeled off my black magic robe. Looking at it, I couldn't help but feel distressed. It was so worn and full of holes, as if it bore the vicissitudes of five thousand years of history.

This black robe was originally white. I can't believe it's become like this after just three months of not washing it! Look at my black pants! I haven't washed it in a year, and it hasn't turned white.

Theoretically,

I think I need to wear this magic robe for at least a year or two before I can show it off.

After being a man for over twenty years, I finally realize the importance of women.

In fact, it's nice to have someone do my laundry occasionally.

Depressed as I am, I still need to take a shower. I quickly stripped off everything, happily wiggled my bare bottom, and made some warm-up moves before diving into the water with a somersault. With a splash, I instantly felt the coolness of the lake water wash through my body and into my head. Wow, it was such a treat! I enthusiastically enjoyed the coolness of the lake, immediately understanding the feeling they always boast about in commercials: so refreshing.

I happily splashed around on the pebbles on the shallow shore, but I didn't dare venture into the deep water. To be honest, I'm a landlubber, all because I accidentally fell into the water and nearly drowned as a child.

Alas! It's all the fault of the little girl next door who went to the river to bathe for no reason...

The past is too painful to recall. The present is comfortable, so let's enjoy it to the fullest. I tossed and turned in the water until I was satisfied, then began to scrub the dirt and sweat off my body vigorously. It seemed like I hadn't washed so thoroughly in ages. The last time I could remember was three years ago.

The lake was quiet, with only the chirping of birds in the forest as the only sound. The surface, once as calm as a mirror, had begun to ripple since my appearance. As I scrubbed, I noticed the clear water beside me had slightly changed color. Sometimes I wondered if I could scrape off a pound of mud from my body.

I couldn't help but hum a comfortable tune. As I was happily scrubbing, I suddenly heard a woman's voice from the shore, "Hey, I said, 'Bath down there!'" A girl? Oh my god! I was instantly terrified.

I couldn't help but think of peeping!

No way! My youthful body isn't...

Panicly gazing toward the shore, a feeling of fear instantly filled my heart. The lake water was icy cold, and my heart felt even colder. I felt like I was in an ice cellar, and a panic washed over me, as if I had seen a Tyrannosaurus.

Wow! Wow! It's Lilisa.

A stunningly beautiful girl, slightly younger than me, wearing a red mage robe and long blond hair, stood on the shore, smiling kindly at me, her face adorably dimple-covered.

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The Thief's Mage, latest chapter, Chapter 2, website: My heart began to tremble. The mere mention of this little girl chilled me to the bone. Wasn't it true that all countries were advocating for professionalism and ethics? I had no choice but to do my best to heed the call. With my hard work, I stole something back! I never expected that for a piece of flint, Lisbon would send nearly half its elite to hunt me down, mobilizing a massive force! These people are so clueless, probably just bored and full!

Although these pursuers are far less formidable than Karina, thinking back to that night of escape was incredibly painful. As expected of the Lisbon lord's only daughter, her magic is incredibly powerful. With a single wave of her hand, she unleashes the Seven Stars Return... Wow! If I hadn't escaped so quickly, more than just the magic robe would have been pierced!

That one time, I suffered dozens of burns, so much so that I couldn't even find a place to apply the ointment I bought.

Speaking of this magic robe, I'm even more heartbroken. For this robe, I've fled the world, endured countless hardships, climbed mountains and crossed rivers, been molested countless times by female perverts, and so on. All my efforts and sacrifices have been in vain. I hate it, but what can I do? Fearing the Seven Stars Return, I have no choice but to succumb to her tyranny and endure her ruthless oppression.

But I'm naked and helpless in the water.

Now the pipe and bowl I relied on for my escape were both on the shore. I was completely helpless and felt like crying, but I could only look at Lisa pitifully, hoping she would have the mercy of the Virgin Mary.

She was beautiful, but her beauty didn't seem to match her kindness.

On the contrary, I discovered she possessed a completely satanic air.

Lisa's smile shone, and a fury filled her face. Her right hand quickly prepared the Seven Stars Returning to their original position. Fiery red elements swirled and roared in her palm. She shouted in uncontrollable fury, "Die! You bastard!"