Arrived

Entering his apartment, Oliver thought about buying a new house, but remembered that the money he took from Victoria was already gone.

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Then he sat on a chair, opening his cell phone to look at the news.

He waited for the arrival of the things he had bought.

To his surprise, he suddenly received a call, from Victoria.

Although he didn't have her cell phone number, her name still came up because she was calling through a chat app.

Only, he didn't know where she got his number.

It shouldn't have been possible for her to call him if there were other people around. This suggests that her hands might have been able to move.

Curious as to what the woman's intentions were, he accepted her phone call.

"What's up?" he said, speaking first.

"Lend me 3 Million, I'll pay it back immediately with 15% interest per day," the woman replied.

"Coug!" Oliver spontaneously coughed from hearing her words.

"What do you need money for?" he asked, becoming rather curious.

The problem was that this woman dared to promise such a high interest rate. She really seemed to be in dire need.

Perhaps the current situation was also difficult for her to contact her father and say that she needed money.

"I'll buy Potions to speed up my recovery," the woman replied, instantly making Oliver's expression strange.

He wondered where she would buy the Potion.

"Are you willing?" the woman asked as smhe fell silent.

"I regret to say this, but the money is gone," Oliver replied, choosing to be honest.

Perhaps Victoria thought of him as an honest man so when she heard his answer, she immediately believed him.

After that, she suddenly shouted loudly.

"Oliver, you despicable bastard, what did you use my money for? Do you realize that it was 15 Million Euros?"

Her yelling only became louder so Oliver's ears became somewhat painful.

"It's better you don't know, I don't want your mental health to suffer," Oliver replied, then disconnected the phone.

He didn't want to keep hearing that woman's screams.

After that, he suddenly received a lot of messages from her, full of cursing emojis.

The last one was the words.

(Bastard, how dare you tell Rose that I'm here. Give me back my knife!)

Thinking that reading her messages only made his eyes hurt, he threw his phone aside.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Suddenly there was a knock on his apartment door, making his eyes light up because it was probably the courier delivering his things.

He quickly walked to the door, opening it.

Sure enough, it was a courier, carrying a large suitcase locked with ten padlocks.

"Are you Oliver?" The courier asked in a professional tone, his expression somewhat cold.

Of course, there was a specialized company that accepted delivery of goods from the Dungeon.

They were reliable and provided generous insurance in case the goods did not arrive so the Hunters were never so worried about sending things to each other.

So far, their reputation was well maintained. There were no major cases, at most only minor accidents that they always solved.

Oliver nodded and showed his ID card.

After the courier confirmed his identity, he handed over the suitcase and left.

This was just like a normal delivery. Everything was simple, done in no time.

Oliver then pulled the suitcase into his apartment, locking the door.

He didn't need a key to open the locks, just a pin that had been sent to his cell phone. Each lock had a different pin.

He opened the locks one by one.

Once all the locks were open, it only took one push to open the suitcase, revealing the items inside which consisted of a white sword and various clothes, including shoes.

Oliver took the items one by one, examining each of them carefully.

When holding the white sword, he could feel an incredible sensation of power. It seemed that he could cut through any wall with it.

This felt more comfortable to him than the black blade which gave him too strong a sensation even though he had never touched it as he immediately moved it into his storage ring.

"Time to go," he said, replacing his clothes and shoes with the ones in the suitcase.

Although they came from the Dungeon, they had a more modern design, like they came from a futuristic fantasy world.

When wearing the clothes, Oliver felt more comfortable. His body even felt very light.

He was satisfied, couldn't be more satisfied than now.

Without further delay, he walked out of his apartment.

When he arrived at the lobby, he found that Leon was actually guarding his car.

Quite a few wanted to get close, especially the kids, but Leon scolded them all including their parents.

Oliver couldn't help but smile at the sight. He thought this man could at least still use his mind well.

He approached him. When he saw him, he immediately shut up, standing straight so that he seemed like a very disciplined soldier.

"Boss!" He greeted him with a faint smile but it gave the impression of sincerity. Who knew if he was really sincere or if he was really good at acting.

Since he thought of him as the boss, Oliver didn't mind acting like a boss.

"Thanks, you did a good job," Oliver told him, patting his shoulder again before getting into the car.

It wasn't that he didn't want to give him money as a reward, but right now he didn't have any.

Vromm!

The car took off immediately, heading towards the outskirts of the city, the location of the newly appeared Level 2 Dungeon.