*Clatter*
A shopkeeper of a small empty shop, who was wiping the screens diligently like he was fond of cleanliness, suddenly looked down to see some peculiar glass marbles clattering on the panel. A shine flashed in his eyes, as he mopped the nuclear batteries with one swoop to his side but there was no change in his actions.
"How can I help you, dear customer?"
A boy with plaster on his right hand didn't have much visible reaction but he lightly knocked on the glass showcase with the fingers of his left hand. It was like he was a normal customer who is here to window shop. But his lips were saying something else,
"I want a ticket to Aux city, As quickly as possible."
The shopkeeper looked at a little pale boy, curiosity in his eyes as he couldn't believe his ears. How did this young man know the point of the Robinhood brotherhood but instead was using it to run errands for him?
