57. Mission

"Is there justice in this world?" 

The young boy asked as he held his head high to stare at the sky. A few traces of blood could be spotted on the edge of his lips, but the young boy didn't care for that at all. 

"Justice… is it?" Muttered a man beside the boy while both of them sat between each other on a bench in the park. 

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