The entire night, Brandon and Rachel took down three smuggling operations.
Immediately, it made headlines.
[Small time company, Diou, engaged in illegal business?"
[CEO of Vainglory Company, arrested for illegal smuggling.]
[Crypth Pharmaceuticals, a drug company in disguise?]
While the ones responsible for the attacks were unknown, the public could very much say that they had good intentions.
Vigilantes.
That's what they started calling them.
But because of those activities…
"Brandon…?"
"...Y-yeah?"
Drowsy, Brandon responded to Raven who frowned.
"Nevermind. At least it isn't as obvious as her."
Raven pointed towards a familiar figure with pitch-black hair.
She seemed like she was offering a prayer. But if one were to look closely, they could see that she was definitely drooling.
Raven turned his head back to face Bran—
"...."
He fell asleep.
"...."
