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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 stop his subordinates to retreat after retrieving the cores.

They paid with their lives in exchange.