Jack imitated the steps of the patrolman who was killed by him and joined the other five patrolmen.
"John, you're finally back."
As they approached, a patrolman came up and threw Jack a lunch box, which smelled good.
Jack took it over and had dinner with them. Then he looked at the camp and saw that everyone was enjoying delicious food.
Everything was in order. He could imagine how powerful the person behind the organization was.
"John, would you like some?"
When Jack was ready to eat, a man handed him a bottle of wine.
Jack was stunned. They were still on patrol. How could they drink?
"John, relax. Tonight is the first night in the trial space. You can drink some."
The man next to him filled Jack's glass and said with a smile.
"Wow, our Lady's Token has reached 1043."
Another man took a sip of wine and sighed.
Jack nodded and listened to their conversation. He wanted to hear some useful news.
"Of course."