Hope Island pier, the idle workers leaning on the steps sneered as they saw a gang wearing black armbands rush into the most luxurious Golden Fairy Tavern at the port.
None of them had a feud with the tavern owner; they simply found joy in seeing a rich man's misfortune.
The upscale, quiet tavern burst into chaos as Alya led her squad inside, causing the patrons and strippers to quickly evacuate in fear.
The red-haired woman wasted no time, pulling out her gun and pressing it against the head of a man who was holding two women.
"This officer, I... I haven't committed any crime! All my liquors are taxed through customs! There's not a single bottle of smuggled booze!!" the bearded man in a golden coat stammered anxiously.
"This relic came from your sewer! Tell me what the hell it is!" Alya nearly shoved the scale in his face.
