After some time, I walk out of the Royal Guard Station.
The investigation was clearly a waste of time.
If you aren't going to believe my words, then why bring me in for questioning anyway.
The captain asked many questions regarding Lazarus that I was completely honest about… I'm sure I was. But the guy did not believe me.
I even saw him putting in some personal questions about me too, trying to make me lose my grip and get something out, but I didn't fall for them.
I may not be that smart regarding many things but I know when someone is trying to fuck me up. So I did the same to him, I answered in the most bizarre way possible, breaking the rhythm of the investigation.
Before long, the captain found out and kicked me out.
Now here I stood, before the station, thinking if I had passed enough time to get to lunch break.
"Mister"
I look down to see a young boy tugging my clothes.
"What?"
"This is for you." The boy showed me a small piece of paper.
