Let me succeed in this life

Chapter 8: Theif IV

I took him to a separated area, dragging him away from the stairs.

I threw him back on the ground, keeping a close eye on him. Turns out, it wasn't my past murderer who trespassed on the mansion. It was that thief I tried to catch the other day.

It wasn't my time yet.

"Glaring at me won't save you from the question."

His blazing eyes pierced under the moonlight, filling the dark hallway with light.

I felt a little displeased by how he looked at me, it's you who trespassed here you dwarf.

"Answer, who are you?"

I repeated my question, instead of answering, he gave me a dirty look.

I felt annoyed of course, but it was a bit surprising seeing someone as young as him knowing how to give that look to an adult.

"What? You think you can order me around because of your title?"

I raised an eyebrow, wondering the reason for his question.

"You have a foul mouth for someone your age."

"Who cares about my age in this situation?"

With a grit of his teeth, he attempted to stand up. However I kept him on the ground by placing a hand on his shoulder and pushing him back down.

I kneeled, keeping a hand on him. His shoulders trembled with anger while his eyebrows furrowed.

'My hands are completely clean, why do you look so disgusted by my touch?''

Meanwhile he glared at me with pure anger, fear was also written all over his face.

'Don't glare at me like that brat. You're probably much dirtier than me.'

"Come think of it, I recognize you from somewhere."

It's surprising to see a small child such as him get inside through that window, this floor was high. I doubt he didn't get help from someone.

"Do you steal people's stuff and break into their houses like this too?"

"I don't have anything to say to you."

"What makes you think that?"

"... I'm not your slave or prisoner, nor your worker. I don't have to answer your question."

He snarled at me, I tried holding back a roll of my eyes with this statement.

I wonder how long he will drag this on, he's probably planning on covering the person who helped him too.

"But you are in my property."

"..."

Silence filled the hallway, he won't answer no matter what I do. Realizing he won't answer me, I had to use a threat to make him use his tongue. Your creator didn't give you a tongue for you to make statements like and and be silent when you get confronted brat.

"Would you rather answer me or get thrown into prison?"

"..."

I sighed heavily, raising a hand up to my forehead. Massaging it gently with my two fingers.

"Listen, I have no intention of hurting you, but if you don't answer me I'll have no other choice but to drag you to prison where you pay the price of your action."

After a long time of persuading and threats, his eyes who were blazing with anger earlier slowly melted away.

His pupils lowered down to the ground, his fear of getting thrown into a cell overpowered him. He looked conflicted for a bit thinking of his decisions before he finally answered.