Generally speaking, theft is quite common.

But since it's mostly about property loss, it doesn't have a major impact and won't be handled by official members of Serlandir.

In the past, even if Herag saw it, he wouldn't intervene.

If you stand on Kawat Commercial Street for ten minutes, you can see many such incidents.

Herag wouldn't bother with such matters; if he had to handle all such cases, he'd do nothing but catch thieves all day.

The reason he took extra notice this time was that he sensed an Abyssal Aura from that child.

Especially the child's left hand, which had a particularly strong Abyssal Aura.

Herag and Reese walked slowly behind the young boy, with Herag observing closely.

He discovered that almost all of the boy's Abyssal Aura originated from his left hand.

This left hand seemed lifeless, giving off a feeling of a Demonized Item.

More importantly, the boy was just an ordinary person, neither a Wizard Apprentice nor a Knight, and he lacked physical strength.

Yet, in such a condition, his left hand possessed the ability to steal.

This appeared very unusual.

Herag could already see Contribution Points beckoning to him.

He noticed that since the boy hadn't been discovered, he continued to wander along Kawat Commercial Street, picking suitable targets.

The boy's left hand wore a Space Ring, and he placed stolen goods into the Space Ring.

Herag followed him for a while, and in just half an hour, the boy had stolen three times.

Reese evidently noticed changes in Herag, though she wasn't yet aware of the situation.

She didn't speak, simply holding onto Herag's arm as if they were shopping as usual.

There were too many people around for Herag to explain the situation to Reese.

Even though there might not be any Abyssal Cultists nearby, there could still be people working for the Abyssian forces.

Not all Abyssal Cultists carry the Abyssal Aura.

Many are Abyssal Cultists working for the Abyss Plane without any trace of the Abyssal Plane's aura.

This is because, for Abyssal Cultists, receiving a blessing from the Evil God of the Abyss Plane is rare.

One needs to achieve certain merits to receive the Evil God's blessing, which then imparts the aura of the Abyssal Plane.

Or one might communicate with Evil Gods through items like wood carvings crafted by Max after being enticed, thus acquiring the Abyssal Aura.

Yet, many people want to pledge allegiance to the Abyss Plane and facilitate its presence but have not yet been in contact with the Evil Gods of the Abyssal Plane.

With so many people around, Herag naturally couldn't speak aloud.

Herag and Reese continued onward, trailing far behind the young boy.

When passing by a narrow alley, Herag led Reese into it.

These alleys are typically seen as romantic spots at night for lovers to indulge a little.

During the day, while rare, they're not devoid of couples.

Once inside, Herag cornered Reese against the wall.

Reese cooperatively reached up, wrapped her arms around Herag's neck, and pressed her lips gently to his.

After a brief moment of intimacy.

Herag cast a Sound Insulation Spell around them and whispered into Reese's ear, "I've possibly found traces of an Abyssal Cultist, so I need to continue tailing him. It's too conspicuous for two people to follow; you go back first, and I'll return after I'm done."

Reese whispered back, "Hmm... okay."

While eager to help, she also heeded Herag's words.

Since Herag didn't want her to continue following, Reese didn't argue.

Given the special circumstances, any delay might mean losing the target.

"I'm sorry..."

Herag felt a pang of guilt, as he originally planned to spend the whole day shopping happily with her, but now he had to pursue an Abyssal Cultist halfway through.

Reese smiled sweetly, "It's okay. Do you think I care about such things? I'm not some spoiled little girl."

Herag patted her head, then hailed a carriage on Kawat Commercial Street to send her back.

After Reese left, Herag glanced into the deeper stretches of Kawat Commercial Street, where the boy was still roaming and seeking targets.

With his head down, Herag continued forward, occasionally stopping to look at street stalls and buying a few things casually.

Like before, Herag knew this thief was just a minor player.

To earn more Contribution Points, he needed to play the long game and find out who was behind the scenes.

Herag had a premonition that he might uncover something significant this time.

If items are stolen, there must be a way to fence them, which requires a channel.

The young boy, having stolen so many valuable items, was just an ordinary person without any strength.

Under such circumstances, he couldn't possibly hold onto the stolen goods, so there must be others behind him.

...

Alda kept his left hand in his pocket, never taking it out.

He knew that although his left hand looked almost like an ordinary hand, with no noticeable changes.

This hand was touched by divine blessing and couldn't be easily shown to others.

While ordinary people wouldn't see anything, if a capable wizard noticed, it could spell trouble.

Alda knew he came from humble origins, lacking talent and strength.

Whenever he saw those noble wizards, he was filled with longing.

However, reality is cruel; without talent, one can't become a wizard or gain such powerful strength.

Wizards can live for hundreds, even thousands of years.

As an ordinary mortal, Alda's lifespan would barely reach a hundred.

He found this unfair and constantly sought other ways to strengthen himself as much as possible.

He longed for Extraordinary Power.

Until one day, Alda encountered the Gods, and, after witnessing the power of the Gods, he realized this was the strength he had been seeking.

The Gods were merciful; whether or not you had talent, they could grant you extraordinary power and various magical abilities.

Alda glanced down at the left hand hidden in his pocket, which was a blessing from the Gods.

With this left hand, he could steal any small items within a few meters that he could see.

Over the past few days, he had stolen quite a few valuables, but he felt it was still not enough.

Wizards believe in the principle of equivalent exchange; although the Gods are merciful, he couldn't neglect their expectations and gifts.

Alda wanted to steal as much property as possible before handing it over to Mr. Digran, who would be responsible for fencing the goods and converting them into money.

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