"I thought we will be patrolling on the outer area of the Hunter Pedestal?" Roger raised one of her eyebrows.
"If we did go out from the Hunter Pedestal directly, I would bet for 50 Solus that we would waste five hours of our life fighting more than four hundred unkillable mad men with guns and sorcery at their disposal.
"Huwaa! Are these Jingos really that powerful?"
"You never heard of them before?"
"No." Roger wanted to put her index onto her cheek, but because the turtleneck guard was in the way, all that she could feel was the hardness of the metal in-between the fabric of her neck guard. "I had heard something about an extremely patriotic and aggressive group that wanted to eradicate all threats of the City.
"They moved independently, but they had the blessing from the Ouranos. Hence why they could pretty much do anything within their given privilege as the City's mad dogs."
"So I'm right!"
