Supreme Magus novel Chapter 3418

Chapter 3418 Who I Am (Part 1)

Only information could reassure Vinca's corrupted upper echelons there was no world-ending Divine Beast on their tail and only one man who could give it to them. Alinor was used to making his own prices but never with so many people at once and all about the same mark.

Like most people, he rarely looked up at the sky. Even if he did, Trouble was no bigger than a seagull and thanks to Locrias' hologram no different from a real one. The scavenger birds were ubiquitous in Vinea and locals would only notice one if hit by its droppings.

"That's four exchanges already.' Locrias used six of his seven eyes to study the couriers from different angles while keeping the seventh fixed on his target.

After Alinor was done with the deliveries, he walked into a pub just to exit from the service entrance. He used different establishments every time to alter his route and backtrack, making it impossible to follow him without being noticed.

On his way home he even escaped through the window of the bathrooms on the second floor of an hotel and jumped into the abandoned opposite building whose locks he had picked in advance and kept ready to be closed once he was inside.

Alas, Locrias had no need to be smarter or faster than the professional informant. As long as Trouble kept itself within the range of Life Vision, no matter what clothes Alinor changed into or what detour he took, his energy signature was always the same.

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Once he reached his small apartment, closed all the locks, and activated all the traps, Alinor of Vinea could finally sigh in relief.

'Another job well done, even if I have to say it myself.' He thought while looking at the squalor of the flophouse he called home. Just one more haul like this and I can finally retire.' _{freewebnøvel.coɱ}

Despite his second-hand worn-out clothes and humble abode, Alinor was a very wealthy man. The kind of wealthy man who could have lived in a mansion surrounded by beautiful maids until the end of his days.

Too bad that if he did that, he would be arrested before he could sit down in the luxurious armchair he always dreamed about.

That kind of purchase triggered flags which in turn would start an investigation that would end with him wearing a pair of metal bracelets once he failed to explain how he had earned that kind of money.

On top of that, even renting a mansion would have been a waste. Alinor was one of the best in his field, but far from perfect. He had been made out and followed more than once, forcing him to a precipitous escape.

Flophouses were easy to find, cheap, and he lost nothing whenever he was forced to move out. Everything he really cared about was stored inside his dimensional ring, where no one could steal it.

'One job. Just one more and I'll have enough to pay the money launderer and still have enough left to retire.' Alinor thought. Maybe I'll open a pub to keep earning a few coins. I like beer and gossip so it's the perfect hobby for me.'

He checked under the bed, inside the wardrobe, and in the bathroom. There was no other place where an intruder could hide.

Even though they were empty, once Alinor finished the delicious hot meal he had bought and stored during the morning, he placed wax seals and sticks in the frame of every door before going to bed.

This way, even if someone Warped inside and opened any door, the noise would wake him up. Alionor double-checked everything one last time and fell asleep like an obscenely rich baby.

He was having one of those sordid dreams typical of hormonal teenagers or adults who had avoided intimacy for a long time when a gentle hand shook him.

"Wake up. We need to talk." The voice was calm and soothing, reminding Alinor of his father.