Chapter 584

I Work for the System in Marvel

"The danger level of Floating Spirits is low. They're highly curious, and once they become familiar with a house, they leave soon enough. That's why we didn't take any forceful measures. Oddly enough, Mr. Benjamin came to us himself. Even after learning about the risks in the house, he still insisted on buying it outright. You know we're agents—if the buyer insists on purchasing it, we have no reason not to sell."

"Mm, I understand. Thank you."

Not long after ending the call with Luke, Joseph sent an email.

The mere dozen or so pages documented the first half of Robert and Melinda's lives.

Ordinary.

Ordinary could also mean ordinary happiness.

One record caught Geralt's attention: Robert had been laid off by Beautiful Auto Sales Company in Phoenix City a year ago. However, according to Melinda, Robert had quit his job six months ago to start a business.

After quitting, bank records showed that a payment was transferred into Robert's account every month, roughly equal to his previous salary.

The company sending the money was a shell company, and no one knew who was behind it. They might be able to uncover it with further investigation, but that would cost more than 1,000 Beli. Joseph had been quite conscientious to dig this much up for 1,000 Beli.

Geralt underlined "Robert," staying on guard at all times.

Trying to launch a sneak attack?

No chance!

Geralt grabbed Robert's wrist, his gaze falling on the dagger.

Good lord, it had serrations along the spine and a blood groove in the blade.

Forget the kidneys—one stab from that thing would take a life.

Geralt kicked Robert, sending him flying backward.

He unfolded the Demon-Breaking Crossbow.

Three Demon-Breaking Arrows shot out.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

"Ahhh!"