Chapter 53: Forty-eight - s: Desperate Situation
Hopping onto the carriage, Malin didn’t choose to crawl into the cabin but sat at the front instead, "Old Kaman, back to North City District."
"Understood." Driving the carriage was an old Proxy.
Proxies are usually less skilled in martial abilities than Punishers, but they typically master a variety of skills, often serving as the offspring of Noble followers, such a Proxy would usually retire after serving a certain number of years, though a small portion of these Noble offspring serve the Church for life, until they grow old.
Yet this Proxy, Kaman Sergei, was different; he was an orphan raised by the Church, serving as a Proxy from an early age until his elder years.
He was also Hoffman’s personal Proxy, and this time he was assigned by the mentor as a safeguard for Malin.
"Malin, there was a burst of gunfire at the academy earlier, has it been suppressed?" The road from the academy to the city district was rather vacant, so Old Kaman was able to whip the horses and still inquire about the incidents at the academy.
"It’s been suppressed, there were plenty of ’different kind’. Gungel’s youngest daughter turned the entire academy into nothing less than a perfect den of demons, so right now I’m really worried about those Church of the War God students. If they encountered that little daughter of the Gungel family, I think they have no hope of survival." Seated next to Old Kaman, Malin began to load his Revolver while responding to his question.
"Which ’different kind’ Evil God do you think it is?"
"Probably that one who fancies art."
When it comes to the names of Evil Gods, everyone is tacitly in agreement, never to utter that name, no matter what.