Secret

The rising sun showered its warm light over Riverdale, waking the sleepy city.

The first batch of civilians who got news of Warren winning the war had already returned to their homes today.

In fact, since last night, there had been people waiting at the city gates. When the gates were opened in the morning, they rushed in eagerly and returned to their beloved homes.

Mary stood under the warm sun and welcomed the civilians with a joyous face, her lips curled up slightly.

She liked the scene but she knew what a scene like this hid underneath.

Intentional gang members, strange and cunning sect members, and those spies that caused her immense headaches.

But Mary wouldn't give up eating in fear of choking.

"Register everyone who enters the city. Their names, addresses, family members—everything has to be written down in detail," Mary ordered.

"Yes, Your Highness."