13 Thieves are Way Better than Saints

''I don't think so,'' Mecaella replied with a faint smile, ''The forbidden knowledge he had stolen shouldn't be so simple. For him to be able to revive someone, that guy must also have a way to live for thousands of years if not eternity.''

''Oh...'' Heretic Saint rubbed his chin and nodded in thought. This young lady here was really good at reasoning things out.

In the end, Heretic Saints sighed as he chose to give in. Well, they would likely learn about it anyway sooner or later, so perhaps, it wasn't too bad to let them know.

He only hoped that they wouldn't get too conceited once they learned that their master was actually the Heretic Saint, a transcendent being.

Heretic Saint was just about to admit it, but then...

''So, basically, you are a Thief just like us. If we learn from a great expert like you, we will definitely become great Thieves someday!'' Jax suddenly cut in enthusiastically, his voice shuddered in excitement.

Mecaella had clearly told him earlier that the man before them was the greatest Thief in the world. Although he was a former Saint, he was known better for being the greatest Thief.

Learning from the greatest Thief was definitely a great thing!

''Now I understand why you guys are so eager. Damn, I shouldn't have doubted you, Leader!'' Ben suddenly blurted out. To think that man was actually a great Thief. Thinking about his impudence earlier, he was too embarrassed to even meet him in the eye.

That said, Ben bowed his head deeply and even slammed his forehead down on the ground. And then he pleaded sincerely, ''I apologize, Master, for my rude behavior earlier. Please don't take it into heart as I was just a fool who knows nothing.''

''Damn, I thought you guys were just acting to swindle this man, so I tagged along and also acted.'' Jajah suddenly smacked her head in realization. To think that her friends were actually serious. How rude of her.

No, this couldn't be!

She must also apologize, just like Ben!

With that in mind, Jajah also slammed her forehead down on the ground as a loud thud echoed. The force she used was enough to cause cracks and a small crater down there. After that, she pleaded, ''I'm sorry, Master, for almost swindling you. Please accept me as your disciple for real. I really want to learn your secret techniques!''

With that, her friends who were beside her suddenly began to sweat. Did Jajah cracked the ground with just her head? When did she become so strong?

''I... I... I'm sorry!!!'' Leovicente also apologized in a shy manner as he didn't know what to do anymore. But since his friends were apologizing, he decided to do the same.

Though he didn't know why he was apologizing.

''...'' Suddenly, Heretic Saint found it hard to reply. He was smiling, but the corners of his lips were now twitching violently. These brats really...

Calm down. Calm down.

Heretic Saint took a very deep breath to calm himself. He was always the one who was messing with others. So, why would he be the one to be affected by these kids' taunts now?

This was very unlikely of him!

With that in mind, Heretic Saint managed to retain his sanity as he finally replied, ''So, the reason why you brats want me to become your master is not because I am a Saint, but because I'm good at stealing, a Thief?''

He must at least confirm it. There was no way in the world that someone wouldn't be so happy if they learned that their master was actually a Saint.

''Huh? Of course. Why else would we want you to become our master?'' Jax replied as he tilted his head in confusion. Was there anything else to expect why they wanted him to become their master?

''Yes, yes, after all, Saints are boring. They keep praying and that, as they only rely everything on the being called God. We definitely don't want to learn their boring ways!'' Ben raised his head as he added. His tone of voice carried clear denial and hint of disgust.

Jajah also raised her head. He nodded in agreement as she said, ''We definitely want to become a great Thief like you. Since you're already old and soon to die, you must be looking for someone to pass on your forbidden secret techniques.''

She stood up, raised her head proudly, and smacked her chest in confidence. Then her nose suddenly became a bit longer as she continued, ''That's why when you saw us and recognized our talents and potentials, you must have wanted us to become your disciples already. We understand that. And that is something we cannot deny as well. We are simply too good as Thieves and you can't help but want to pass your forbidden secret techniques on us."

"So, don't worry Master, we will definitely take good care of your secret techniques. We will even build a magnificent grave once you leave this world!"

''...'' Suddenly, Heretic Saint not only found his eyebrows twitching violently, but the corners of his lips as well. For the hundreds of years that he went in seclusion, it was the first time someone got on his nerves that much.

But the annoying part where he couldn't do anything against was that...

He actually agreed with them!

Saints were really boring.

No, they were worse than that!

They kept acting good and perfect when they were actually rotten to the core. They would only heal someone when they had something to get in return.

As for those poor people who couldn't afford it, Saints would only look at them with disgust even if they had to watch them dying.

That was why he hated them.

He gave up on his faith as he wandered aimlessly into the world. And for the past hundreds of years he had experienced all walks of life, he realized one thing.

Saints weren't really needed in the world.

People could live good even without them.

That was just how boring they were.

The brats were right.

And he even agreed when they implied that Thieves were way better than Saints.

But why was it that when they mentioned it, he couldn't help feeling annoyed?

No, was it really because of that? Thinking about it again, those brats were definitely thinking that he was soon to pass away. Yes! That must be the exact reason why he felt troubled in mind. This was really...

How amusing.

Contrary to his feelings, Heretic Saint suddenly revealed a wide grin.

Those brats were very much similar to him!

They were really good at throwing out taunts and provocations. To think that he would find disciples who had the same characteristics as him.

He really hit the jackpot this time!

''Alright, all of you have passed. I accept you all as my disciples!'' Heretic Saint finally decided with a bright smile. He raised his thumb forward, satisfied with the decision he had made.