Chapter 158
Chapter 158
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 158
Chapter Title: The Witch Thief
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“Mm...”
After some perma-banned troll went on a human farming spree.
The Gallery was still peaceful.
But once rumors spread, copycat crimes could pop up anytime.
“Better catch 'em first.”
Internal traitors were scarier than any enemies.
So I checked for similar incidents in the area.
[Title: Wait, did I just get robbed?...jpg]
(Meme of holding 10 quadrillion coins)
(Meme of a robed figure snatching the coins)
Wasn't planning to hand it over, but next thing I know, I did. Fuck.
[Upvotes 95] [Downvotes 2]
- This guy's just a charity angel
- This guy loves spending money
- So what were you gonna do with that cash?
ㄴ OP: Was gonna hit the bar ;
ㄴ Good thing it got taken ㅇㅇ
[Title: Wait, who stole my breakfast?]
(Meme of a hamburger left on a bench)
(Meme of a frog staring blankly)
...
(Meme of a frog charging out with a sword)
Some bastard had the balls to steal Jangmin food I left out after a whole week???
If I catch 'em, I'll kill 'em for real.
[Upvotes 312] [Downvotes 12]
- LMAO poor frog, of all things to get stolen
- But what's Jangmin?
ㄴ Marketplace Nation
- Fact: OP left Jangmin food on the bench and got cocky looking away, OP's fault ㅇㅇ
ㄴ Fact: That's a fact
ㄴ Fr lmao so cocky
ㄴ OP: Fuck
“Somehow kinda pathetic?”
The crimes felt kinda small-time.
Stealing breakfast? Really?
No matter how you sliced it, a robed figure bolting away didn't scream hardened criminal.
[This user has been perma-banned.]
[Ban reason – Murder]
But the system doesn't lie.
Must've gotten caught up in one of my big ban waves.
“Gotta nab 'em anyway.”
But no real leads.
A medieval robber in a robe?
Practically unsolvable—impossible to track.
Thought about slapping a bounty like last time, then went with a faster way.
“Location's no issue anyway.”
Medieval era with crap transport.
Monsters crawling everywhere—moving regions ain't easy.
If I knew which Galleries got robbed, I could narrow it down.
I checked village locations roughly, then dropped a quick chat.
Judak*: Dragon.
And right as the words hit, a massive shadow blanketed the village in real time.
[Title: Why's the weather acting up like this?]
(Meme of a massive shadow over the village)
Sun's setting already and it's morning?
You guys too?
[Upvotes 2] [Downvotes 0]
- Think so?
- But damn, it got dark all sudden
ㄴ OP: Fuck what is it?
ㄴ OP: Huh
ㄴ OP: Eeeeeek!!!
ㄴ ?
ㄴ ??
- BOOM!
A brutal impact rocked the village as something crashed down.
- RAAAWR!
The supreme red dragon let out a roar.
“Pellisi, you're up.”
Time for Yongyong to sniff out the criminal by scent and vibe.
*
The plan was simple.
1. Send dragon to the village
2. Catch the criminal. Done.
Dragon Will Die: Catching a mortal? Piece of cake...
Dragon Will Die: But you'll brew the coffee yourself if I do this?
Struck a deal with Dragon Will Die, who's weirdly obsessed with coffee.
She does one job, I brew coffee.
Judak*: Yeah
Judak*: But why me brewing it personally?
Dragon Will Die: Cuz that café back then
Judak*: ?
Dragon Will Die: Nah, just suddenly curious what your coffee tastes like ㅇuㅇ
Anyway, with Yongyong's power, nabbing the perp was a breeze.
She caught the robed figure sneaking out of the village in no time.
Judak*: Got 'em
“Eek!”
A perma-banned troll who'd committed murder, no less.
The moment Yongyong clawed off the robe with her talon, the terrified troll collapsed to the ground.
What emerged wasn't some monster...
Judak*: Huh
Just a trembling silver-haired girl.
“Hmm.”
Yongyong peered down at her, then chatted me.
Dragon Will Die: It's a witch
Judak*: Hot damn
Dragon Will Die: An emotions witch, even. That's why the mortals fell for it
Judak*: (Realization frog meme)
“Ah, so that's it.”
The guy stripped to his panties, the Gallery robbed of cash...
Everyone came out unscathed.
Makes sense now—she used emotions to yoink their stuff naturally.
“So she used that power for murder too?”
Guesswork's fine, but better from the horse's mouth.
Judak*: (Hard-boiled smoking frog meme)
Judak*: Spill it straight!
“Hiiik! O-Okay, everything!”
Under my light threat and Yongyong's sharp glare, the witch flattened herself and spilled it all.
How she committed murder.
Why she turned to highway robbery.
Why a witch was even doing this here.
After hearing it all, I crossed my arms and mulled it over.
“What, she had it coming?”
Her perma-ban? One reason: murder.
She'd killed a guy, but not over robbery like this time.
“I had to survive. Eat, live... I came all the way to human cities...”
A witch forced down to Adrian for food and shelter.
Humans saw her as prime prey.
“Perfect mark for scams.”
She hit the city, but no jobs for a witch.
A con artist hooked her with a loan at insane interest.
Medieval loan sharking.
Interest? A whopping 1000% per month!
“Huh, cheaper than modern usury.”
Surprisingly tame compared to today's, but...
Unpayable either way.
One demand from the shark:
“Made me his slave... Said the debt vanishes if I did...”
No choice for her.
Slave or starve.
She chose slave.
Endured daily extortion, beatings, all sorts of crimes.
Until she snapped.
- Stab!
“When that bastard tried to have his way, I killed him on impulse.”
Then she tapped the Gallery's power.
Bought tableware from the market on the spot.
Used the airdrop feature to distract, then struck.
Victim was a victim, sure.
But a lifelong perp who finally got his as victim once.
“Why not fight back sooner?”
But one odd bit.
A witch could've resisted easy.
Dragon Will Die: Emotions witch
Judak*: Yeah?
Dragon Will Die: Full-grown? Maybe. But half-baked.
Dragon Will Die: No studies, barely surviving—third-rate witch, weak sauce
“Euuugh...”
The witch shriveled at Yongyong's roast.
[Adrian Court Ruling, October 9th, XX Year: Not Guilty]
“Not guilty, huh.”
Plus, Hero proxy Darian normalized Adrian, trials updated.
Factored everything in, ruled not guilty.
But not guilty didn't fix shit.
Even hale dudes can't land gigs.
[One month ago] (Job wanted) Looking for work...!
(Awkward smiling front shot)
Any job, no discrimination
I'll work like a dog
No hourly pay needed. Just bed and food, I'll hustle! Please...
[Upvotes 1] [Downvotes 0]
- Was thinking of hiring...
ㄴ OP: Gasp please anything, I'll do it all. No pride here
ㄴ ㅎㅎㅎ Oh, uh, what race?
ㄴ OP: Witch!
ㄴ OP: Hello?
Her trial record.
Plus witch stigma.
No stamina edge either.
“Damn, tough world.”
Unemployed? Dead.
True to this doomed isekai motto— no job means death.
She hustled for work, all fails.
Then I banned all her murder-victim Galleries on top.
Winter closing in, couldn't beat cold and hunger—turned to theft.
“Whew...”
Textbook case of the world screwing you.
Personified dirt-poor desperation.
Even the robbery-furious Gallery spawned sympathy.
- Nah, that's too much;
- Damn, never whining about hardship again...
- Robbed Galler, should've let her take the panties too lol;
ㄴ Nah, not that ㅇㅇ
ㄴ Put 'em back on before beating ㅇㅇ
ㄴ Lol yeah ㅎㅎ
That's when the slumped witch looked up, resigned.
“...Sorry. Didn't mean for this.”
Regret heavy in her voice.
“Thanks to you, Lord Judak. Without the Gallery, I'd be dead already.”
Still theft charges hanging.
Owe victims goods.
But with her face out there, nowhere'd take her.
“Should've just...”
Muttering regrets, I pondered.
“Dunno what an emotions witch does, but...”
Effect's solid.
Mix potions to feed folks,
Extort medieval hardasses easy.
“Witches are rare anyway.”
Deep human distrust— they avoid Gallery.
Second witch to show.
Witches = medieval fantasy scientists.
“No harm hiring.”
Morone alone legend'd recovery potions.
Fail? No sweat.
Sponsoring a couple won't dent my points.
“Pick her up... yeah?”
Decision made.
Judak*: Lifting your perma-ban
“...Huh?”
- What?
- Ban lift I get, but perma-ban?
- Whoa, perma-ban lift right in front of me
Bold call.
“W-Why though?”
Murder unjust or guilty? Different story.
Not guilty, just theft left.
Witch shook her long hair, bowed deep.
“I-I'm spineless above all.”
Judak*: What courage?
“No way I pay back. No one takes trash like me...”
Food for debt common in medieval gigs.
Even I'd skip a stigmatized witch.
“But who am I?”
Judak, Isekai Destruction Gallery's almighty admin band.
[Notice: Theft Victims, Read This]
Posted by: Judak*
(Meme of steaming castella)
(Meme of 10 boxes of cola)
(Meme of 1,000 quadrillion coins)
I'll cover it for you
1,2 can swap for other stuff
Deal?
[Upvotes 9999+] [Downvotes 502]
- Deal, absolute deal
- Wtf robbed once and he compensates like this?
- Witch lady steal my stuff too plz
- Saw the robed girl, should've slipped it in my sleeve fuck
ㄴ Sleeve slip lmao ㅋㅋ
Theft comp? Pocket change.
*
“Ahh...”
Witch looked up, stunned.
Her hidden mystical purple eyes stared straight at the Gallery.
“Why... go this far...”
Her round eyes welled up.
Judak*: Do a job with me
Not just comp—hired useless her on faith.
“Ahh, really.”
Tears of感動, then a twisted smile crept over her face.
“Lord Judak...”
Her purple eyes flashed dangerously for a split second.