At the crack of dawn, before the sun had even risen, an individual stood atop a building, their body partially concealed by bandages and adhesive plasters. Stephen was wide awake, gazing at the horizon where the sun's golden streaks gradually appeared. Breathing in the morning air, his frayed nerves slightly relaxed. Looking at the boundary separating the forest and the city, he realized he had already spent four years there. ‘How fast time has passed,’ Stephen chuckled in amusement. For four years, he had been living in the city under the identity of the Capital Hospital’s director. At 48 years old, he was still going undercover for the sake of the revolutionary army back in Udyous. However, with how things were progressing, he had to return to the headquarters before taking any action. A figure walked up to the roof and stood some steps away from him. The platoon leader called out to him, interrupting his thoughts and bringing him back to reality. "Chief, we're all ready," the

“But-” Levian’s grandfather was worried about her leaving the hospital premises even if she was going to be accompanied by Roy. Who knew what new danger would be waiting outside for her? “Grandpa,” Sherry gently squeezed his hand in reassurance and nodded, “I have to go…I will be careful.” This was something she had planned the moment Levian had gone into surgery. Preparations had been made and now that she knew Levian was safe and recovering, she could finally execute it. “Take more people with you then,” Levian’s grandfather pointed at a few of the trustworthy agents, and motioned them to come forward. “I will be at ease if they are with you.” Sherry sighed helplessly, watching in disbelief how her solo outing suddenly ballooned to nearly 10 people. She didn't want to attract any unnecessary attention, especially not with a convoy of black cars filled with men in black suits and guns. However, she could not reject the kind gestures of the old man either. ‘As long as I can stick