New skill!

Desmond's eye glinted in excitement. He knew what he was going to get from there. After all, he had to steal it the last time he came here.

"Go on." The benign old man urged him.

"With gratitude, headmaster." He did a little curtesy and walked towards the storage room.

The old man shook his head, seeing the little brat walking without any care in the world.

"You're only to take one of the any items from there. So choose carefully."

"Okay!" He walked without looking back. His face with a wide grin.

[You seem excited! What are you gonna get?]

'Something I always wanted. Something I will eventually acquire but not in a good way.'

It seems to Desmond that the old man stopped the security for a certain amount of time or else he would've had to complete so many ass-cracking security checkups before entering this damn room.

The hall was dark and mysterious but there was a magical aroma in the air. It was serene and ethereal.