...
On a main road in front of the Second District Security Office.
"You want back what you gave this captain? In your dreams!"
Captain Barossa bolted out, barely able to hide his glee.
Suddenly, a masked man who brushed past him called out:
"Captain Barossa?"
'Why does this voice ring a bell?'
"Bang!"
Barossa stopped dead in his tracks.
Looking back, he yelled:
"Young Master Valois!"
Though Carlos wore a mask, his unique vibe and straight-backed posture still made him stand out like a beacon in the night.
Barossa spotted him right away!
"Captain Barossa, what's all this about?"
Carlos's tone was confused.
Running in such a rush—had they already found traces of hidden Black Sinners?
"Well... this captain..."
A layer of cold sweat popped up on Barossa's forehead. His gut told him not to lie to this perfect kid.
Just then,
"Captain! Captain!"
The garrison soldiers caught up.
"Where should we start the search?"
