As expected, it truly took him tons of attempts. Even after breaking a hundred lockpicks, he was still met with failures. However, through all the tries, his Lockpicking grade had increased to Advanced Apprentice. Each attempt on this Gold Treasure Chest netted him a large amount of proficiency.
Yet, when his one-hundredth lockpick broke, he was starting to worry. He only had around three hundred lockpicks in his bag. He had burnt out one-third of them already. He slapped his cheeks with both hands to force himself to concentrate. "Positive thinking! Positive thinking!" He motivated himself. Peniel simply sat on top of the treasure chest and looked at him silently.
When he reached two hundred attempts, he started to have cold sweat. This caused him to make mistakes several times, wasting a number of precious attempts. He broke away to have a walk around the room. He took deep breaths to calm himself. Peniel was still just looking at him without any words.
