Better to Be Even More High-Profile

The instant the two goblins fell, crisp bell chimes rang out from all directions, as if they were surrounded by countless bells.

Vincent kicked the two goblins at his feet. After confirming they were unconscious, he flicked his left hand, separating the bracelet into individual Type-A Spheres.

Using magic beneath Gringotts would trigger an alarm. He had not expected attacking the guards to do the same.

But that was perfectly normal. Goblins had been forbidden from using wands after their defeat, so they would certainly have exhausted every means of establishing protective measures.

Vincent moved ahead while the Type-A Spheres followed behind, erasing all traces.

The piercing bells spread throughout Gringotts' underground complex. It was an intrusion alarm. Before long, hurried footsteps rapidly approached from behind, accompanied by the goblins' distinctive shrill cries.

Before vault number 627, Vincent used liquid Mithril to remove the door. The shrill ringing grew even more frantic, like the grating screech of a rusted iron gate being forcibly dragged.

There were no valuable clues inside the vault. Apart from some standard Gringotts currency, there was nothing else.

Vincent walked out of the vault somewhat disappointed. The murderer's caution had been foreseeable, but now that the trail had gone cold, they would be forced into a passive position again.

And the intrusion alarm outside was growing louder and louder. This trip had been for nothing.

The Type-A Spheres scattered, indiscriminately attacking everything around them with Magical Beams.

Though it would expose him completely, Vincent had no choice but to do this in order to conceal his true purpose.

The underground levels of Gringotts were a maze. He did not know the way, nor could he return along his original route. He could only carve out a passage to the surface.

The Type-A Spheres' Magical Beams, powerful