"Ramon Brenden…, please save Cold Town".
"…!"
For the first few seconds of seeing this captain on his knees, Ramon was just flabbergasted. 'Why the hell is everyone kneeling before me these days?'
He looked at him and complained. "Not you too!"
"Huh?"
In the end, he sighed. "There's no need kneeling, I already promised your son, I already promised Randy". He grinned. "I won't leave until Cold Town is liberated from the tyranny of the Butcher!"
On his knees, Captain Rambo looked up at this boy.
And though he saw only darkness, he could imagine the look on the face of the boy.
With his deep black eyes, he could envision and see through the goofy grin currently on this boy's face. Beyond the goofy grin currently on Ramon's face, there was an unwavering determination.
Ramon was ready to do anything to save Cold Town!
Seeing that look, this captain could finally heave a sigh of relief.
