Chapter 632

I'm in Marvel, Working for the System

"How has Luke been all these years? Is he doing okay?"

"He's doing great. He opened a real estate agency, made a name for himself in the industry, earns millions a year, and just got a girlfriend." Geralt suddenly remembered something. "What's the story with the Donovan Family?"

"Treve Donovan was my teacher. The Donovan Family's bloodline has an innate sealing ability. If they live in a house for a while, they can strengthen its Demon Seal."

"I see." Tessa's words confirmed Geralt's suspicions.

Geralt opened the bedroom door and ran straight into Luke in the hallway.

Luke froze, then pointed at Geralt excitedly. "You, you..."

Geralt gestured for Luke to calm down. "It's a long story... so let's skip it. It doesn't matter."

Luke: "..."

Geralt went on. "Someone wants to see you. She's also the truth you've been searching for..."

Tessa gradually appeared, tears streaming down her face.

Could ghosts cry?

Of course they could.

Geralt quietly slipped away. Tearful family reunions weren't his thing.

Mother and son had eyes only for each other. Neither noticed him leave.

"I, Geralt, am baaaack!"

"Welcome home, young master."

"Hmph!"

That was Cerberus. He sniffed. "What's that nasty smell? Have you been seeing another dog?"

Geralt didn't answer right away. Instead, he said to Rebecca, "Rebecca, make me a cup of hot milk."

"Of course, young master."

Only then did Geralt sit down on the sofa and ask Cerberus, "Know a Hellhound named Garm?"

"I know of him," Cerberus said.

So he didn't know him personally.

"I ran into him on this job," Geralt said. "Nearly got myself killed."

Cerberus glanced at him. "Garm isn't a natural-born Hellhound, and the name doesn't refer to any one Hellhound. His master names every Hellhound