Epilogue:

"Sir! There was a commotion in Tazmilly Village last night, near the castle! A horde of zombies was going after a villager".

"…"

The soldier sweated. Being low in the hierarchy of ranks, this was the first time he had any direct interaction with the Commander, and while he heard that the masked boy was kind to his subordinates, all that he was right now was downright intimidating in his silence. Nervous, the soldier babbled on, wringing his pink-clad hands.

"We managed to rescue the kid, sir. Poor thing was all beat-up and wounded, we weren't even sure if he was still alive. Still in intensive care, but there's no sign he's gonna make it. The others were all in a panic, sir, because he looked so much like you that they mistook his identity—"

"!" Somehow, this elicited a response in the so far stoic and emotionless Commander. The soldier fell silent, unsure if he overstepped his place. Maybe he was being too casual and not showing enough respect to authority? Maybe he shouldn't have mentioned that last bit, it wasn't as if the Commander would care…

Wrong. "The King… would be pleased to hear so… please inform Dr. Andonuts that he was a new task, and test subject…"

Target found and dealt with, and mission accomplished.