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In an abandoned house not too far from Tanza City.

\”We have failed, Sir Avarice.\”

As Wallace had suspected, there weren't just the twelve thieves who planned to break into his house. There was a lookout left outside the property to make sure that there wouldn't be a third party messing with their plans.

A cloaked man was currently reporting to his superior, Avarice, who was shrouded by a stronger and thicker black miasma.

The report was about the failure of his group to steal the core materials of the golden automatons. Their group was trained and had even received special mana artifacts just to steal all the cores. Unfortunately, the leader of the twelve had gotten too greedy as he didn't stopped his subordinates to retreat after retrieving the cores.

They paid with their lives in exchange.

Now, he was the only remaining agent on their group. Their team was supposedly aiming to steal a total of 100 cores that was being used by the golden automatons scattered around the city. Their location and movement patterns were all recorded and studied by their team for months.

Their very first target that was supposedly easy was in reality, the hardest of them all. They had learned it the hard way.

He was regretting their action as he thinks that if they have chosen a different target first, they could've successfully stolen most of the cores before bumping to this wall. Unfortunately, he could no longer turn back the time. All the time they spent to train and master the usage of the gauntlet were all wasted by that fortress.

'Tsk. How could the government allowed someone to build that kind of firepower in the city?'

He had witnessed the struggle of his companions as they tried to retreat but to no avail. He could only watch them get pulverized by that freakish beam of light.

He then sent the video of their attempt to his superior and waited for his instructions.

\”Those greedy fools. The cores were already on their hands but they just have to provoke someone out of their caliber.\”

The survivor's superior watched the whole incident until the twelve perished. He noticed the style of the defense system where it didn't bother to activate even if the turrets and automaton where destroyed until they set their eyes on the house.

'Just what kind of secret that house possess...' The superior thought for a while before instructing the survivor.

\”I'll send another team to gather those materials. For the meantime, investigate the owner of that house. Dig deeper in your investigation, the initial investigation might be false information. Make sure you find the origin of those magic spells. Dismissed.\”

\”Yes, Sir.\”

The survivor immediately went away after hearing the instruction and dismissal. He was happy for not being punished for their failure.

Although he was still a bit terrified thinking that he'll investigate the owner of that fortress, he still found it acceptable as long as he wouldn't enter the place itself.

Avarice could only try to salvage the situation. It might actually be harder to gather the cores now that they have learned that it was being targeted by an unknown group.

The Golden Trident Group might even have to pull out all their automatons that they've provided to their clients.

'No, they won't do that. They would pay massive contract breakage fees if they just retrieved them without any good reason. But they might replace them instead. Tsk. We have to act fast.' He thought for a while as he sent a call to one of his investors.

***

Wallace was unaware about the new organization targetting him. The A.I. and the police's investigation about the identity of the burglars might still take some time since they were just relying on the images and 3D copy provided by the Avalon.

The automaton's battle video that was sent to the database of the security company was actually a bit useless as it had not been able to pierce through the cloak of the burglars unlike the powerful scanning ability of Avalon.

Unfortunately, even if they have to photos of those people, they couldn't find any matches of their faces that quickly. It would be terrible if they even get to the point of changing their faces.

\”Should we retrieve the remaining automatons outside?\” One of the old directors of the Golden Trident Group asked.

\”What?! Then that would affect our reputation.\”

\”Maybe they would stop now that 12 of their men was killed.\” Another mad suggested. It will be difficult for them to forcefully take the automatons. Instead or saving money, they might spend more.

\”Didn't you see that black miasma?\”

\”Sigh... It seems that the Sealed Artifact was really in the hands of that syndicate.\”

\”Then what should we do?\”

\”That's Hallowed Eye, the user can just train another servants and return with greater force. We must cooperate with the military. We can only defeat them if we joined forces. They're targeting our assets. We can't just do nothing.\”

\”Then what do you suggest, Zach?\” President Eun asked the young director in the meeting. He was the most calm about the situation.