65 Episode 6: Worst Placement (2/2)

The doors at the entrance are opened and multiple footsteps rushing up the stairs shake the eardrums.

”Lord Grey.”

Klama, looking at a point, draws attention to me.

”I know. Did you call them?

I hate being used to death.

……

Identification, quiet back indoors.

”Well, why don't you come out”

Trying to get the rats to turn the bugs...

”Oh, don't be in such a hurry.”

Man with scratches on cheek showing up like smoke.

”So? Now I'm on my mind. Answer your affiliation and purpose immediately.”

”I don't ask, but you feel it, don't you?

”Are you a justice officer?

”Really? It's the end of the world.”

Klama throws up like that.

I agree. Whatever the reason, assuming, the law's watchman, the Justice Department, missed the treacherous outrage in this mansion.

”Explain the situation. Don't cover it up.”

”Yes, sir.”

When he clasps his shoulder, the man with a scratch on his cheek looks back at the door.

The door opens in momentum, and soldiers in armor avalanche in.

”Oh, come on, seriously.”

Moving through the trademark's mustache, I saw a blind man walking into the room through the door, and I realized how evil I was.