The Spirit Hunter System
Exploitation Target?

"W-What's really going on here?"

Douglas, who was walking with James, was shocked to see the almost dilapidated old house. Not just the house, but the chaos seen in the surrounding area.

"Where do I know! I just came with you!" james said with a dissatisfied look on his face.

At that moment, James and Douglas suddenly felt a cold gaze that made the fur on their faces stand up. Looking at the source, the two saw a black silhouette walking towards them. Because it was dark, they could not see clearly.

"We are members of the Department of Mysteries! Don't move or we'll attack!"

James screaming. Just the first time doing a real battle against a fellow ability user, he was rather nervous. On his right palm, a fireball appeared. It was indeed a fireball that appeared out of nothing, looking strange. It's just ...

The fireball was only as big as a ping pong ball.

"What are you doing in a place like this?"

The black silhouette continued to walk closer, even seeming not too concerned with the words as well as threats from James.

As he got closer, the two seemed relieved when they realized that it was Adam. However they were also surprised to see the appearance of the young man in front of them.

A white mask that splits more than a third, revealing the forehead, right eye, and cheeks. Although it was dark and lacking in clarity, both of them clearly knew that 'Mr Owl' was really young. Yet seeing those blue eyes that seemed to emit a cold glint made them feel frightened.

"The mission is done. Mr. James, please call some of the relevant parties. Secure the body on the victim. Also ... please take good care of the bodies of the children who are in the basement."

"Well!" said James who unconsciously paid his respects.

"In addition to the corpse, there are also some valuable items as evidence including four cars." Adam approached James and handed him three keys. "Let the officer in question take one of them at the Mystery Department headquarters. I'll bring it back as a means of transportation."

"..."

James and Douglas looked at each other in silence.

Adam ignored them both. He immediately got into the Lamborghini Aventador then started the car engine. Moments later a sports car sped away from the scene.

Completely left the two 'savior's' in confusion.

***

The next day afternoon.

Looking at the graves of children who had spent tens or even hundreds of years in the basement, Adam let out a long sigh.

"May you calm down. Either in nature there, reincarnated as a new life, or re-integrated with nature. I wish you all the best."

Adam was wearing a neat black suit. Of course, complete with a plain white mask covering his face. After all ... now he acts as 'Owl', not Adam.

"Truly an interesting phrase, Mr. Owl."

Hearing that voice, Adam looked back. He found a handsome male figure in a black suit that was quite similar to him standing up. Next to the man, there was a little girl who looked at Adam with a somewhat absent-minded expression.

"You can ..."

"My name is Andreas. Thank you for saving my life and my daughter's."

"So that's Mr. Andreas" said Adam, nodding lightly. "It was already my duty and obligation after taking the mission. You don't have to personally thank me that kind of."

"While I am a member of a group that is considered 'criminals', I still have ethics. So, again ... thanks for saving our lives." Andreas bowed respectfully.

"T-Thank you." The little girl by Andreas' side also bowed.

"Then be together."

Adam said in a relaxed tone. Looking at Andreas who was looking at himself somewhat doubtfully, he let out a long sigh.

"Is there anything you want to talk about, Mr Andreas?"

Hearing Adam's question, Andreas seemed to think for a moment. After a while, the man finally shook his head lightly. He then approached Adam and took something out of his pocket.

"If you have time, you are welcome to come head to the Phantom Blade headquarters, Mr. Owl. We will welcome you kindly."

Receiving a unique-looking black card, Adam put it in his pocket then nodded.

"I'll drop by if I have free time."

"We'll be waiting for your arrival, Me Owl. Then we both excuse me."

"Is something wrong, Mr Owl?"

Adam pretended to take something from behind his suit. But in reality, the young man took out a grain of nutrition pills from the items bag. Since Andreas is being polite and intends to make a good relationship, Adam will not be so stingy.

"Dissolve this with three glasses of water. Drink it after you get home and before you go to bed. You consume one glass per drink, while your daughter drinks half a glass per drink.

It will make you feel better. Do you understand?"

"It—"

"Don't rush to refuse. You intend to be on good terms, and I won't treat people like that badly."

After a moment of hesitation, Andreas received the pill carefully. Even though he had a lot of money, he still had a lack of means to buy such things. So the guy was a little nervous.

"Thank you, Mr. Owl."

"En." Adam nodded lightly. "You can go."

After the two of them left, Adam was in front of the graves of Liez's victims for a while. Sighing in a long breath, the young man finally muttered.

"I think I should go back too."

***

One week later, the headquarters of the City B branch of the Department of Mysteries.

Being in his room, Adam seemed busy with some herbs. Looks so calm. It seemed that concocting pills and making talismans was now a hobby of the young man.

In the last week, a lot of things came back. Especially, back to normal.

Adam started to come home every night. Bella and Jennifer. Spend time with them to share their stories and rest together. Things that seem simple, but it is very important to continue to maintain and strengthen the relationship.

Adam also received a lot of praise from the top because of what he has done. Although the military was a bit unhappy because Adam did not follow their arrangements. They were still quite satisfied as he became a good 'allied' to them.

Moreover, today was the turn of the month, a time that many people were waiting for. Yes ... Time for payday.

After finishing the pill making, Adam immediately stored it into his items bag. He then took out his plain white mask then walked out of the room, descending to the first floor.

"What a coincidence, Mr. Owl. Your package hasn't arrived long." James who saw the figure of Adam descending said in an envious tone.

"Package?" ask Adam.

"There's on the front page. Just look at yourself."

After saying that, James ignored Adam.

Adam himself shrugged with an indifferent expression. He then left the house. Looking towards the Lamborghini Aventador car in front of the house, the young man was a bit confused.

Adam saw a box of gifts placed on the table on the porch. Seeing that it was really in the name of 'Blood Owl', he knew this had something to do with the people from above.

Without hesitation, Adam opened the gift and took the letter inside. After reading everything the young man's expression did not look too good. Fortunately, it was covered with a mask.

It contained a phrase of praise from above. In addition, there are also cases where he helped the police to reveal the crimes of the tall man from the Crimson Wolf Gang.

On the achievement of the mission of the children's matter, he was given a bonus of five hundred thousand alliance dollars. Really a very stingy bonus because if calculated with the cost of props that he uses himself reaches millions if sold on the market.

While the matter revealed the crime, he was given a Lamborghini Aventador car that had been repainted, changed names, and taken care of all his letters. You could say, it's Adam's 'cars.

Is that generous? Not necessarily.

Clearly, the government has seized assets from the tall man worth tens or even hundreds of millions of alliance dollars. While he was given a 'used car' that could not be used by the government. It was like giving him leftovers but telling the young man to be grateful.

"Those damned people are really excessive. Not only are they stingy, they still want to make me a moneymaker for them?

Holy bullshit."

Adam muttered with a depressed expression behind his mask. He even cursed in his heart.

I'll count this account. Taking advantage of me? Don't expect me to just keep quiet.

We'll see who the real target of exploitation is!

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