But Malin suddenly thought of those guys: "Wait a minute, do you know where they live?"
"District Twenty-Seven, Your Highness, we only know they live in District Twenty-Seven of your city. This city is so big that it's really difficult for our spies to find out which street they live on. I just followed your chief commissioner here and felt like I was going to get lost myself."
This baron could really talk people up, which made Malin feel a bit better. However, when the baron mentioned District Twenty-Seven, Malin understood why that group was so difficult to deal with before—dissenters of the Holy Kingdom, mimicking Northern tactics. They claimed to have a thousand people... what a joke, trying to find them is like searching for a needle in a haystack.
Malin had his subordinates bring back a few heads of the unfortunate individuals decapitated at the scene for the baron to identify, and conveniently, the leader was among them.
