"What a coincidence~ We meet again, Mr. Mizaistom. And... Ms. Olvia."
With a dazzling, enthusiastic smile blooming across his face, Bred greeted Mizaistom Nana and Nico Olvia, who were hurrying toward the docks and presumably preparing to leave Ohara Island by ship. Yet deep within his narrowed, sinister golden eyes seemed to lurk a danger not easily noticed.
Having just endured both her husband's death and her daughter's birth, Olvia was already physically and emotionally devastated, with little color in her face. Seeing Bred made it worse, draining her complexion completely pale. She unconsciously stopped, holding her swaddled daughter a little tighter, unable to hide her panic.
"Hmph! Dog shit under my shoe that I can't even scrape off," Mizaistom muttered sarcastically, cursing Bred under his breath.
The sharp-eyed Crime Hunter noticed Olvia's unusual reaction. He pitied her plight even more and hated Bred all the more for it. At the same time, he became certain that Olvia was not entirely unaware of the truth behind her husband Swain's "suicide." She definitely knew, but she did not dare reveal it due to threats.
Mosquito Girl snapped irritably, "Show some respect to Bred, you bastard bull-headed man!"
"Hehe~~~ Calm down, Joanna," Bred said with the same smile. "Mr. Mizaistom? May I take your words to mean that our meeting again is a fate we cannot escape no matter how we circle around? That it is destiny?"
"To hell with destiny," Mizaistom muttered, though he managed to keep his emotions under control.
Bred hopped down from the huge suitcase and walked toward Olvia.
"What are you trying to do?" Mizaistom's heart immediately leaped into his throat.
Bred spread his arms to show that he was unarmed, never slowing as he changed the subject. "Are you going to the Mafia Federation Kingdom too?"