Joseph Vissarionovich Jugashvili sat quietly in the operation center set up by the military orphans in Negan.
Stuluey stood by his side, watching the children running around.
Most of them were military orphans or descendants of military orphans. In this era where anything could be put on the table, they had to unite.
"Where is Mr. Dulin now? Have our people found him?"
Joseph had already passed the voice-changing period, and now his voice was a bit deep. However, years of military experience made him appear more robust.
"Someone saw him appear in the Northern Kingdom's secret police department yesterday," Stuluey answered, twirling the ring on his hand. "Our people, descendants of military orphans who fled from the north, are now being used by us, doing nothing strenuous, just surveillance actions."
"Following Mr. Pool all these years, you've grown quite a bit, Stuluey," Joseph said with a smile, nodding.
