Bullets flew pass me from every direction. Now, how do I get myself out of this one? The Military Police have been after me for quite some time now, but never have they done something so intelligent. I was unaware that these stupid slobs were even capable of handling a gun. I merely invited them to another one of my midnight parties, the ones I throw after another successful murder. To put that in more simpler terms, after I kill someone who's deemed themselves worthy of a slaughter by yours truly, I leave a note for the police and soon enough, they find me. By midnight.

They're only doing this so the selfish king wouldn't get murdered because apparently without the king, the Military Police would be pretty pointless, but I don't understand this. Why do the top 10, the strongest, get chosen to be the safest? Absurd. Well, actually, I'm not so sure either, but that's just what father told me. Anyway, it's ironic though; these strong soldiers can't even catch a lady. It's as if they don't really want to catch me and put me in jail. I'm feeling a bit ignored.

The hissing of bullets continued by my ears until I ended up on top of Wall Sina. That's strange, I thought, they usually keep up for another hour or so... And then I saw it. The Wings of Freedom. A few of them used their 3DMG to run up the walls in front of me, and a few of them came from my left and right.

"Well, well. What an unfair game of cat and mouse," I cooed, "I do, genuinely, hope that this will be more interesting than the Police."

"(F/N), we're not here to attack you," a tall, blond man stated.

"Oh? Then what is it?"

"We'd like for you to join the Scouting Legion, unless you'd prefer the prison cells."

"Both are life sentences, does it really matter?" I pouted playfully.

I dropped my gun; I never pick up loaded guns. I just keep them to bluff. I'm more of a blade person. Anyhoo, I steadied my 3DMG gear and I saluted before I fell backwards, intentionally. My eyes widened as I saw a short man with dark hair come after me. He may or may not have been Humanity's Strongest.

"Damn, I didn't think you'd all follow me down," I smirked at the pathetically neat man.

I twisted my torso and I ended up running on the wall, all the way back up where I was met with the blond man again.

"There's a fine line between persistent and annoying," I flew right past the men and I went down, back to the village.

However, as much as I tried, I couldn't shake off the Lance Corporal. The only way is to fight him. I steadied myself on a roof in a defensive stance, poised to fight. As anticipated, the shorty ran towards me with no signs of stopping. In response, I extended my arm and I grabbed his neck with my right arm and I harshly grasped his right wrist with my left hand; right when I brought his neck down towards the floor, I gave a sweeping kick at his calfs and he fell backwards. Great, I've done more than my panic parties tonight. I potentially injured a soldier and exposed myself to his comrades. With that last thought fading within the dark abyss which is my mind, I gracefully soared through the air, back home. To the palace, within Wall Sina.