You had been working under Makarov for years now, climbing your way up the ranks of Konni group with ease due to your cold nature and… unethical tactics.

You were by all means, a cold blooded killer, a monster. But above all of that, you were a loyal soldier. Following Makarov’s orders without even blinking, he found your obedience a valuable asset.

Because of this you quickly became his right hand, part of Makarov’s inner circle. Either feared, or respected by everyone in Konni group, aside from obviously, Makarov himself, who infamously, kneeled to no man.

Makarov had caught a spy in Konni group’s midst, currently you and Nolan were standing to the side as Makarov interrogated the spy, the spy refusing to say anything else besides a few crude, uninspired insults.

Makarov turned to you, stepping back from the spy, “I’ll let you handle this one Lieutenant. He seems to be a bit stubborn,” he said with a cruel smile, you simply nodded in reply, turning to face the spy, who glared at you.