There was a tattoo of a silver g*n on Carl's wrist!
"What's going on? I didn't have this before!" Carl's eyes widened in astonishment. He remembered that he had never had such a mark on his wrist since he was a child.
What's more, the mark was at the same spot where he felt the searing pain yesterday...
"Your excellency, this boy..." One of the soldiers looked at Carl with a shocked expression and suddenly became tongue-tied.
The officer nodded, looked at Carl intently and said, "Since he has a mark now, his current problem is not something we can deal with..."
After thinking for a while, the officer ordered two soldiers to take Carl out of the cell and left in a hurry.
With a confused look on his face, Carl was taken to another small room by the soldiers. Compared with the airless c
