God of Tricksters

"You…" Agata was stunned by Theo's generosity. She never expected to be able to receive all this, especially with just helping him with some stuff. Others would certainly advise Theo to stop this agreement.

However, Theo didn't mind paying this much. After all, he hardly trusted anyone and not many believed in him either.

Although his leveling speed would decrease a bit, Agata would become his guide on the other side. She was expected to know the area before Theo even asked her, making the hunt even safer.

She also needed to compile information when Theo asked for it, and it would undoubtedly take many hours to do that. In fact, she might need to involve her own family in the investigation.

But her family would agree without hesitation just with the fact Agata could receive Leonarno's teaching.

She could also follow Theo and learn from his every decision to improve her judgment. It was so precious because Theo was acknowledged as one of the best in the younger generation.

What made it perfect was the fact Theo might leave this country sooner or later. In other words, this contract only bound her for a few years at most.

Meanwhile, she received the benefit that would last her for a lifetime. There was no way her family would reject this kind of offer, especially when they knew Theo never actually did anything vulgar to her. It was a plus to know that Theo held her in high regard.

That was why Agata said with a serious expression. "I will finish everything in a day. I will be coming tomorrow morning."

"Are you sure? You can spend more time with your family."

"You have done so much for me, so why not? Either way, they're going to kick me out if they know about this." Agata sighed. "Also, I won't be your burden from anything. I know that I may make mistakes from time to time because I haven't done anything like this, but I promise you that I will learn as fast as possible."

"That's good then." Theo smiled and nodded.

After that, Agata left the house and prepared to move in while telling her family her current situation.

Theo returned to the garden as he said to Ava. "So, what do you think of her?"

"At the very least, she is genuine to you. I don't really mind having her as long as you can trust her."

"I thought you were going to complain." Theo smirked.

"If you can get a better time here, then why should I complain? It's not like her character is bad as well, so having her will benefit you more in the long term."

"Okay." Theo nodded as he said, "Anyway, let's practice."

"Yes."

Little did he know, there was a reason for his grandfather to be busy.

In the villa near the Adriatic Sea, a family of three lived there. The middle-aged man who seemed to be the kid's father looked at his wife, the beautiful brown-haired woman.

"Are you smoking again?" He asked after feeling a foul odor inside.

"Yes. I haven't done it in a while. I want to stop it, but the last time I had one was a week ago." She nodded.

"Well, you're improving. That's good then. Maybe next time you can do it for ten days and more until you eventually stop." The middle-aged man smiled.

"Yep."

He then turned to the young man. "Adam, how about you? Have you done anything wrong in the church? I hope that you're not causing trouble to the other Holy Knights…"

"Don't worry. I am not that foolish. I won't trouble my colleagues." He shrugged. "But someone pissed me off recently. He was acting all mighty just because he received the saintess' favor."

"Oh? Does someone receive that? Who is he?" He asked.

"He is—" Before the young man could say his name, the door was slammed open as ten people entered the house.

"What?!" The middle-aged man rose from the chair, staring at the ones that dared to enter. "Who dares to break into my house?!"

He was filled with anger, thinking someone had tried to rob him. However, he was completely dumbfounded when he saw another middle-aged man wearing a black-colored uniform.

The latter raised his badge and announced, "You're under arrest."

"You're Gomo, Chief of Investigator Gomo?" He opened his mouth in surprise.

"It's my first time meeting you, Sir Gran." Before he continued, his subordinates returned while carrying a bag filled with white powder. "Sir, we have found it."

"What are you doing?" The middle-aged man was stunned when he saw the white powder. He had no idea what it was.

"We've suspected that your wife has been smuggling illegal substances."

"My wife has weed addiction, but she's in rehabilitation." He tried to explain but was stopped by Gomo.

"If it's only that, it's good. Unfortunately, this white powder is not. This is one of the ingredients that caused the World Class Monster to be enraged on the other side a few days ago."

"The World Class Monster?" He dropped his jaw to the ground.

"Yes. Your son is using his own position to enable his mother to acquire this substance. He even stopped someone that wanted to prevent the calamity of the World Class Monster because of his pride. I have gotten the proof and a written statement from Sir War Saint himself. It's better if you cooperate with us.

"Your career is over and you are spared by serving the army for a few years because you have no idea what's going on. Your wife and kid will face life imprisonment in Saint John Prison."

"Saint John Prison? The most dangerous prison in Italy? Wait—"

He stopped it again and said, "I have gotten the order from the highest rank. If you want to protect them with force, you're going to die here because I bring two other Mythical Rank Experts with me."

"There must be some misunderstanding. I have no idea what the white powder is."

"You can explain yourself in court along with your wife and child. Even then, the most the court can do is life imprisonment as their action may cause billions of damage and deaths of tens of thousands if not hundreds of thousands of civilians' lives."

"Do you know what will happen to them if they are imprisoned there? It's basically sending them to be tortured for the rest of their life!" The middle-aged man tried to argue.

However, Gomo didn't buy it as he said coldly. "Move. I am going to apprehend the criminals!"

The middle-aged man flinched as they looked at how Gomo approached both his wife and kid, thinking, 'Son, who did you offend?'