Hunter's Bar, 'madman' Carl ordered a glass of Fire liquor, his eyes scanning the reward wall.
The bar business was still good, many drunkards were discussing what happened in Queen's District today, speaking excitedly as if they had witnessed the magician's escape performance with their own eyes.
"Something's off with the atmosphere lately."
Carl looked towards the bar, not only had the previous owner Mr. Potter disappeared, but now even Mr. Balkin had left.
He drained the glass of liquor in one gulp, pulled out a few banknotes, pressed it under the glass, and walked out of the bar.
Just then, a man in black brushed past him.
Carl's nose twitched, smelling a strong scent of blood.
A terrifying feeling spread, making the surrounding darkness even more intense.
'That person must be suspicious.'
Carl reached into his pocket and touched his revolver.
Boom!
Suddenly, there was a horrifying explosion in Hunter's Bar behind him.