Arc Chronicles

Euphemia VII

Euphemia VII

The tag looked a little... Childish. Okay, maybe that was the wrong word. Not childish, per se, but close to the gang tags that spray-painted cross Aquroya before the city council put a stop to it at my father's request.

They looked like gang tags, not something I would not associate with supposed freedom fighters. The NGLF was far from a gang. According to some reports, the NGLF didn't just engage in radical movements, but they had taken the role of police onto themselves and had cracked down on criminals. From the petty to the big fish our justice system released.

"Mr. Ordel?"

The police commissioner or chief or whatever he was called was red face. He was sweating like a pig and was whipping his forehead with a handkerchief. "Yes, Your Highness."

"I've read reports about the NGLF acting like vigilantes."

For some reason, he went redder. "They are radicals. Criminals rebelling against Aquitaine."

"That much is clear. What was unclear was the vigilante activities mentione