Well then, let's just treat this as a vacation. The home planet is nothing like the New Frontier, and my tasks here are much simpler. As long as Emily Bennett obediently stays at home, ensuring her safety is a piece of cake. A million a week in salary, and I can't say I'm enjoying it at all!

The The Bennett Family household keeps a very regular schedule. At five in the morning, the Butler and servants all start bustling about. At six, the The Bennett Family sisters get up on time to wash up, and after their morning exercise, they have breakfast in the dining room at seven. The dishes are so plain it’s heartbreaking—just one look and I lose my appetite.

This stuff should be fed to rabbits.

And then I seemed to hear the rabbits protesting.

I waited by the dining table as the two ladies quietly enjoyed their breakfast. Emily Bennett glanced at me from time to time, and after a while, she said, “Mr. Carter, would you like to sit down and eat with us?”

“I don’t eat feed, thank you.”

Miss Bennett nearly flipped the table. The anger she’d been suppressing since last night surged up again, with enough force to shatter the void.

The Butler hurriedly instructed the servants to prepare some food in the kitchen and led me out of the dining room.

What a pity. After sitting up all night, I was finally about to get some entertainment.

The Butler said the kitchen was well-stocked, and I could ask for anything I wanted.

“Do you have a ten-meter-long lobster?”

“……”

“They have them in the New Frontier, but usually it’s the lobster that eats people.”

“……”

“When it eats people, it usually uses its claws to strip the meat off their bodies, starting with the limbs…”

“All right, Mr. Carter, we have some fresh caviar here…”

Following the Butler’s gesture, I looked over—not only did I see caviar, but also several bottles of fine wine.

The Butler paused for a moment, then shook his head and said, “Sorry, those wines are reserved for distinguished guests.”

…So what am I? A cheap guest?

The Butler realized he’d misspoken and quickly explained, “Sorry, I meant that Miss has invited a guest today… If you’d like some wine, I can have someone prepare the same for you right away.”

Forget it, I don’t like drinking anyway. Besides, I’m in a good mood today, so I won’t argue with the staff.

“Never mind, if you don’t have this or that, I’ll just make do.”

I casually picked up a still-frozen steak, chewed it up in a few bites, and swallowed. Not bad.

The Butler stared wide-eyed, murmuring softly: eating raw meat and drinking blood…

Eating raw meat and drinking blood? That’s just an excuse for the weak whose digestion is failing. Only those who “won’t, not can’t” have the right to criticize others… But there’s no need to make things hard for the staff; it’s much more fun to mess with Miss Bennett.

After breakfast, Miss Bennett went back to her room to work. While Emily Bennett was on leave, she took the initiative to set aside some of her work to stay home and keep her little sister company.

What a model big sister.

Close to noon, Grace Bennett came to my room. I could tell she was working hard to control her emotions. After taking three deep breaths, she finally spoke in a calm tone.

“Mr. Carter, I’ll be meeting a guest soon…”

“A distinguished guest who likes to drink?”

Grace Bennett slowly nodded. “Yes, a business associate. Given the current situation, I have no choice but to meet him at home… It’s just an informal conversation.”

“Great, you’re bringing a stranger into your home without any regard for the potential danger. Emily Bennett must be so proud to have a sister like you.”

Grace Bennett snapped, “He’s not a stranger. I’ve met him several times and can tell if someone else is impersonating him! There’s no danger!”

Are you sure?

I immediately pressed my pistol to Miss’s forehead.

“If I told you right now that I’m here to kill you, would you be surprised?”

“Of course you wouldn’t. If that were the case, you’d be dead before you even had time to be surprised.”

I put away my pistol and patted the pale, sweat-drenched face of Miss.

“Miss, did you forget the information I gave you last night? The Raven has a thousand faces—you never know if the people around you are really who they say they are… When that person arrives, bring him to see me.”

When Grace Bennett left, her figure looked very desolate.

Poor Miss.

I don’t really think the Thousand-Faced Man would pretend to be a wine-loving guest… But if I don’t make Miss Bennett feel a little sense of crisis…

How else can I prove my worth as a highly paid bodyguard?

Of course, if the Thousand-Faced Man really does show up, all the better.

A four-person team is a bit of a hassle; if it becomes three, things will be much easier.

Unfortunately, the distinguished guest who arrived at noon wasn’t the Thousand-Faced Man. Although I can’t see through the Thousand-Faced Man’s disguises, I can sense whether the person in front of me is a threat.

But standing before me was just a loser—a middle-aged man in a white lab coat, with a face so stiff and vacant from too many electric shocks that he looked almost demented. In front of Miss Bennett, he forced a flattering smile that made me feel sick just looking at him.

Grace Bennett greeted him with a formulaic smile, then turned to me.

“Mr. Carter, let me introduce you, this is…”

Before she could finish, I had already turned and left.

No need for Miss to bother with introductions—I know him… In fact, any online gamer would recognize him.

Thunderbolt Uncle Young, the brave who battles net demons, Edward Young.