Chapter 572

In Marvel, I Worked for the System

A voice came from the darkness.

The two private detectives and three surviving high school students stared into the darkness, frightened and on guard.

"It's me." Kara stepped out of the shadows.

"Why are you here?" Geralt asked.

"I heard the gunshot," Kara said.

The shot Geralt had fired at Druig.

Kara's eyes were red and swollen. She had clearly cried hard. She glanced at Daniel, hatred flashing through her eyes before she hid it.

"Finished reading the diary?"

"Yeah."

"And now?"

"I'm going to finish what my father started, but I won't do it his way."

The truth was, Kaecilius had been too kind. He wanted revenge, yet had bound himself with countless rules about what he could and couldn't do.

The Gates Group, on the other hand, had money, power, and no scruples.

If Kaecilius were a scholar in the old saying—

A scholar's rebellion would take ten years and still come to nothing.

"Then good luck," Geralt said.

As for urging Kara to give up her revenge... Geralt would never say that.

If you didn't know someone's suffering, you had no right to preach forgiveness.

Forgiving on someone else's behalf and demanding that they let go only wounded the victim a second time.

"I thought you'd say, 'Let me know if you need help,'" Kara said quietly.

"Winchester doesn't get involved in disputes between ordinary people," Geralt said.

That was one reason the authorities turned a blind eye when Winchester skirted the rules.

Winchester had principles and boundaries, but they weren't rigid or fussy. They didn't start trouble, and they didn't fear it. They would never let ordinary people walk all over them for no reason. Anyone who picked a fight with Winchester would get a swift lesson.

Nor would