"I don't know how to take this dungeon down. I do not know how this dungeon was formed in the first place. I do not know anything, so please, spare me."
The journalist pleaded for his life and begged Edward to let him go. Edward had no incentive to let the journalist go, but Rose placed her hand on his, and Edward quickly dropped the person he was holding up.
"Edward, I know you want to help, but threatening someone to help us will not solve the problem. Don't forget that this man was possessed by a spirit recently, so his memory might not be the best."
Rose's words sounded annoying, but Edward knew that these were true.
'Since when did Rose start making sense? I cannot believe I am agreeing with her over this.'
Edward sighed and let the journalist fall. The person who landed on his ass looked shocked but grateful at the same time.
