Michael looked at Sleazy and saw sincerity etched in his face.
The man who had once plotted to kill a Rebornian driver to steal a truck… was now showing complete remorse over his own actions.
His heartfelt monologue—his desire for wanting the other bandits to live a better life here in Reborn—was enough to bring tears to even a grown man's eyes.
"…sniff…sniff…I guess you're not such a bad guy after all," Fudge said, with violet tears rolling down his amorphous body.
"It's safe to say that you have good intentions in having us dismantle the Bastard Bandits," Michael muttered. "If so, then you should start by telling us everything you know about the Bastard Bandits."
Sleazy nodded and began to spill the beans about the Bastard Bandits' modus operandi.
First of all, they mainly operated from the forest, a place where they had absolute mastery over the environment, where they used the caves, the trees, and the ground to surprise the people travelling through their territory.
