"You... what exactly do you want to do?"
Unaware of the changes happening outside the carriage, Prince Freckles huddled on the seat, looked at Leon across from him with some trepidation, and barked sternly, though lacking confidence:
"Don't think that just because you're from the Clean-up Bureau, you can do whatever you want!"
"There is an agreement between the royal family and the Clean-up Bureau. If you do anything to me, not only will the royal family hold you accountable, but the Clean-up Bureau will send down an investigator, and then severely punish you!"
"Ah, yes, yes."
Not bothered by Joshua's itchy-threat-like words, Leon was touching the horn protruding from his cuff link, carefully scanning the surroundings near the king's palace.
