Night – Day Two of Operation Panty HeistEast Wing, Illusion Department – Library
Moonlight bathed the East Wing in a soft silver glow. Adonis crouched near the low hedge outside the grand library. His eyes scanned the elegant windows of the second floor—to a beautiful and mature woman, Alaria, the target.
"Agent Quackner, begin distraction protocol."
From the darkness, Quackner waddled out confidently, wearing a tiny red bowtie and dragging a silk pouch filled with crushed mana herbs—the kind that, when burned, gave off a strange smoky scent.
The duck strutted straight into the servant's laundry wing and dropped the pouch under a torch brazier.
Fwoosh!
A weirdly floral, spicy smoke burst out.
"Quack! Quack-quack!" Quackner flailed dramatically, tossing himself on the ground.
Maria—just returning from organizing robes—spotted the chaos and ran forward.
"Oh no, little duck! What's wrong?!"
She scooped him up, trying to fan the smoke away, coughing slightly. "Poor thing, did you eat something bad?! Stay with me!"
Quackner flopped around like a dying opera singer, totally selling it.
"Perfect," Adonis smirked from the shadows, "Phase Three: Engage Target."
Second Floor – Library
The tall doors creaked open slowly.
Alaria, clad in a flowing silk gown of deep violet, turned with mild surprise. Her green eyes were sharp, her long platinum hair draped over her shoulder as she sipped tea at her desk surrounded by hovering illusion runes, reading a book.
"Oh? A first-year student sneaking into library at night?" Her voice was velvety but edged. "You better have a good reason."
Adonis, wearing his now-clean Eclipse Robe, stepped forward with a slight blush and respectful bow.
"My apologies for the sudden intrusion, Instructor Alaria, my mind just occupied by a doubt so much so that I can't sleep, so I came here for answer." Adonis said,
"Of course its a big lie, I know Instructor Alaria is a curious person and a good teacher this is the best way to have her occupied, it would be pain if she noticed eclipse sneaking in" Adonis inwardly thought,
Alaria raised a brow. "Tell me about the doubt maybe I can help you"
"Well…" he rubbed his neck, eyes darting nervously (or at least acting so), "I've been struggling with theory of relation between space and illusion?"
Alaria blinked. "You're stuck on it?" then sighed "I see its a tricky theory indeed."
"Yes its really difficult." Adonis gave her a sheepish grin.
Like this Adonis continued to keep Alaria busy with conversation.
Meanwhile – Alaria's Bedroom
A shadow crept beneath the door crack.
Agent Eclipse, Adonis's animated robe familiar, slithered in silently. It scanned the luxurious room.
There: the dresser drawer.
Eclipse floated over and opened it with a careful twitch of its thread-like arm. Inside were silky garments folded meticulously… and at the very back—
The Target.
A pair of delicate violet lace panties, embedded with mana-thread embroidery.
Eclipse hovered dramatically, as if holding a priceless artifact of ancient civilization, and gently folded it into its interior.
Objective acquired.
It immediately informed Adonis about completion of mission.
It zipped back toward the door, phasing under it just as Adonis stood up suddenly and clutched his forehead.
Adonis stood up quickly. "Ah! I think its getting late I should go now, thanks Instructor Alaria for clearing my doubt" he bowed deeply showing a smile.
"Hmph. Don't sneak around in library at night. Shoo." Miss Alaria said
Adonis bowed again, then left the place fast as possible. He walked out with a neutral face… until he turned the corner—
He jumped with joy
"YAAH YES, I STOLE PANTIES OF GODDAMM KING CLASS MAGE, ALL THE PERVERTS IN THIS WORLD SHOULD WORSHIP ME NOW"
"Mission complete, Quackner, regroup. Operation Panty Heist is a success."
"Quaaaack~"
Quackner cried in joy by the success.
Time to report back to the devil—Justin Dawn.