Chapter 533

A Person in Marvel, a System Working for Him

[Name: Geralt Winchester

Race: Human

Sex: Male

Age: 18

Occupation: Demon Hunter Lv1

Attributes: Strength 15, Spirit 16, Agility 17, Constitution 18

Talent: Spirit Sight Lv1

Skills: Night Vision, Winchester Combat, Forbidden Spellmark

Attribute Points: 0

Skill Points: 0

Status: Healthy]

His agility had indeed increased by one point. Geralt felt refreshed, but otherwise noticed nothing special.

Perhaps one attribute point was too little to make a real difference.

"Heh. I unlocked two magic items and gained experience and an attribute point. That's plenty... Don't get greedy," Geralt told himself.

Geralt made a circuit of the sprawling villa and found no other ghosts.

He took out his phone and called the guild's customer service line.

The call connected.

"Miss Elizabeth, this is White Wolf."

"Lord White Wolf, Elizabeth is at your service!" A sweet voice came through the phone.

Miss Elizabeth.

A guild operator whose tenure went back to the founding of the Demon Hunter Guild. Her sweet voice had remained unchanged for over a thousand years, and her true identity was still a mystery.

"Mission number TGW20020621-18-D. Completed. Please verify."

"Of course. I'll arrange verification right away. You may leave first. The result will be sent to you through the site's messaging system. Please wait patiently."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. It's my job."

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Not long after the SUV left the villa, someone at the roadside stuck out a thumb, asking for a ride.

Gunmetal-gray suit, black undershirt, brown dress shoes, and a soft felt fedora.

Dressing like a gentleman this late at night was strange enough.

Most people probably wouldn't have stopped.

Geralt stopped and rolled down the window.

"Where to?"

"Hello." The man removed his hat and bowed slightly. "Sorry to bother you. I'm Luke