Special Security Consultant?

"Mr. Brewster, could you remain quiet, please?" At the moment, Sienna and the principal of UCLA, Lauter Brewster, were trapped in an office.

Sienna had cast a spell at the door to temporarily hide their smells.

Lauter's face was filled with horror. "Ms. Sienna, you promised that you can definitely settle this problem, but not only did you not, you also caused me to be in danger."

"You're the one who followed me here. If you weren't here, I would have gone out alone and killed all those things," Sienna refuted.

"Also, you haven't explained to me why there are so many evil spirits hiding in this old college building. Was there a massacre in your college?"

"Nonsense! There have indeed been a few accidents here, but at most one or two people died each time. Now you're saying that there are hundreds of evil spirits outside? Are you trying to exaggerate the situation and then get more money from me?"

"Then will you increase my pay?"