While his son was having a very weird and amazing high school life, Carlo was in the middle of the enemy base, with his future wife, and his two best friends. The four of them had finally figured out the whole layout of the building. It took them quite some time but they finally did it.
They were now heading towards the place where the mastermind of this whole mess was hiding in this building. The four had bypassed the security and were now inside a room filled with paintings of historical events. It even had two balconies on opposite sides. At the end of the room placed in a higher ground sat a fifteen-year-old boy, who was wearing the formal wear of an ancient Berdonian nobleman.
"Oh, so you're finally able to reach me here. It's really nice to see you face to face, and you even brought your friends." The boy stood up from his chair and looked down upon Carlo and his group.
