Not everyone liked this lit-up amusement park.
It was too bright, leaving them with nowhere to hide.
Hake was one of those who detested the light. His face, which was already sharp and mean, now appeared even more dark and twisted under the lights.
He impatiently raised his hand to cover his eyes, and only after retreating into a rare shadow did he let out a long sigh of relief.
He had also seen the two people running after the light. One was the person who had suddenly appeared here, carrying a weapon that seemed to be unique to that Kaslana.
The other was his "neighbor," a person who could barely make ends meet by selling paper flowers and receiving relief nutrient paste.
Hake had only come to this no-man's-land in the past month. There were only a few people here, and Aizahár was one of them.
That person seemed to be keeping someone at home, but she always locked the door firmly every time she went out, and there were also anti-theft devices on the windows, which made it impossible for him to go in and take a look.
Although even the strongest security devices could only guard against a gentleman and not a scoundrel, Hake really couldn't bring himself to do it.
After all, besides him and Aizahár, there were a few other families here. Although those people were timid and afraid of trouble, they were still people.
Even if he went crazy and had a falling out with a little brat like Aizahár, forcibly breaking into her home and killing her to silence her, these people would still report him to the guards.
Hake himself was a prisoner who had been in jail for a long time. It was only after the Great Honkai descended that he had found a chance to escape from the prison where he was being held.
He would never let himself go back to jail again!
So he had always ignored Aizahár, until today, when Bianka appeared.
A child carrying a gold brick on the street was Bianka's current situation. Bianka still didn't know how attractive the half bottle of water she was carrying was to these homeless people who had no source of income.
A hundred milliliters could be exchanged for an hour of "living in a drunken dream"!
So at that time, Hake had the idea of robbing her.
As long as he was fast enough, he could run away to another place after dealing with these things, and no matter how many guards there were, they wouldn't be able to catch him!
But he had taken another look during the action, and had seen the section of the gun that Bianka had exposed.
The unique pattern of the Star of Judgment almost scared the soul out of Hake.
A Kaslana?!
He didn't even leave himself any time to think, but just lowered his head and ran, afraid that the little blonde girl with the Kaslana weapon would chase after him and force him to "turn himself in."
And it wasn't until Bianka was pulled into the house by Aizahár that Hake realized something was wrong.
Bianka had blonde hair... did Kaslanas have blonde hair?
No! The hair color of a Kaslana was purer than the white paint of an art student!
He had been tricked! He had been scared by a fake replica used by that little blonde brat!
What a cunning little brat... Hake licked his chapped lips, his smile was exceptionally wretched.
There had to be a reason for deceiving someone. Since he was the victim, no one would say anything if he made a move, right?
Just as Hake was about to chase after the two of them, he felt a hand reach out from the darkness, grab his shoulder.