Screech—
With the piercing sound of brakes, a black van came to a stop sideways by the road.
It gave Unlicensed Knight quite a scare just as he was about to take his new "mount" out on patrol.
More precisely, it was a motorcycle-shaped low-altitude aircraft that used explosions generated by a Devil Fruit for propulsion. Its top speed could reach an astonishing Mach 5. Any faster, and a person would have trouble enduring it.
Unfortunately, before he could even climb aboard and try starting it, the sudden incident interrupted him.
"Who are you? What do you want?"
Unlicensed Knight instinctively frowned as he watched the suited thugs step out of the vehicle.
As a hero, his principle was never to lay hands on ordinary people, much less kill another human being, so he had no intention of attacking these aggressive-looking people.
"You're Unlicensed Knight?"
Fubuki pushed aside her subordinates and slowly stepped out of the vehicle with the air of a mob boss, her eyes glittering with naked, undisguised malice.
Even now, she could not understand why "trash" like the person before her could join the new hero organization, while she and her Blizzard Group could not.
That was right!
She was jealous!
Part of it was also because she had been provoked by those words: "You're unworthy of being called a hero."
Forming cliques and suppressing newcomers were hardly honorable things to do, so when someone exposed it, she naturally felt embarrassed and enraged.
After all, women were not creatures known for being reasonable.
Right now, Fubuki only wanted to beat the living daylights out of the man in front of her and vent the simmering anger and resentment in her heart.
"Hellish Blizzard? Tatsumaki's little sister?" Unlicensed Knight wore a deeply surprised expression.
Clearly, he had heard