"S-Sir, I'm just a traveling merchant. Is there some misunderstanding between us?" As he gazed at the dark muzzle of the gun, Jepp, who sat paralyzed on the ground, dared not breathe loudly. He pleaded with his voice trembling. 0

However, the man standing before him with a stern expression was unmoved. Toying with a PU 9 submachine gun he had picked up, he growled, "Where did this gun come from?"0

Hearing this question, Jepp felt even more distressed but dared not conceal the truth. After all, he had already guessed the identity of those men.0

They were like the group in black he saw this morning, all coming from that absurdly large airship, all from that damned Army!0

"I-I found it." Jepp stuttered0

"Where did you find it?"0

"I found it east, about 5 or 6 kilometers towards the edge of the forest, there’s a place called Katin Station... There was a group dressed like you this morning. They got into a conflict with some others and started fighting. Oh, I heard from other mercenaries that they seemed...0