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"This will be easy...." Jonathan spoke as he made a long jog through the hallways of the mansion, trying to look for anything that might lead him to some secret compartment.
But, his long search was beginning to feel time-wasting, especially after the moment where he kindly snapped the neck of a maid who saw him and hid her body in a cabinet.
With his naturally sharp senses, he heard several voices from downstairs.
"Miss! You're not supposed to be inside here, Lord Mandeville is having his private time with a special guest!" A man, supposedly a guard, yelled out.
"But, someone who intends to assassinate him has broken into this mansion!" A woman replied, indicating that he actually saw him.
Based on the tone of the woman, she was not just worried, but was also cautious about what she should do.
However, it seems like her luck was not really on her side right now because the ones on the lower floor don't seem to believe whoever that woman who was going to chase him.
"And what proof would you have? If not, you can just stay here to wait for the other guards or leave."
Without interest, Jonathan immediately focused on searching the mansion, ignoring the voices from below.
And when he heard a few footsteps from nearby, Jonathan glanced at a door right beside him, and noticing that it was locked, he immediately began to pick the lock.
"One.... two... then.... there, good!"
He entered the room smoothly without much of a problem. And to his surprise, this room had several really good looking jewelery placed around it.
Maybe this John Mandeville had these to flaunt his riches, or are these actual artifacts?
And as much as he knew they were quite valuable, taking them away isn't really his objective right now.
But.....
"Damn, that black mask looks damn awesome. Would've fit me right now." Jonathan commented as he noticed the mask placed on the wall in front of him. However he was skeptical.
"Should I take this possible risk, or not?"
Tapping his boot a few times, he pondered upon his decision.
"Eh, dead men won't seethe, anyways."
Coming to the conclusion, he immediately walked towards the mask and unhesitatingly took it out of the wall before inspecting it.
The Black mask looked like a Raven's head, which should cover the upper half of his face, and it really fit him for some reason. It has golden markings around the "eyesockets" and the "beak", making it look more valuable than it should've been.
But, he wasn't really sure if he should wear it right now or let Olga discover if there were any curses attached before he wore it.
"Curiosity kills the cat, but I'm not the cat." he muttered, immediately donning the mask to see if it had any effect.
He soon found out that it was just ornamental and made just for show. Either way, it didn't matter to him; his objective was now his main focus.
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Kuroinu: Rise Of The Demon King
FanfictionJonathan Francheska Burksham, an ESPer from a world similar to ours is reincarnated after a mission which ended in an assassination! Now, he became... Olga's advisor? (Also includes: Future Husband and Demon King)