"I've got no goal to begin with."
"That's truly pathetic of you."
"I know, which is why I'm making you my goal."
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Cruelty and treachery are the only ways to advance in this world. With the alluring promise of getting everything once you su...
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[ Hey, Khun. The Train will arrive soon ]
[ Where the hell are you? ]
"A, Ah... Sorry!!! We haven't taken off yet!"
[ WHAT?! ]
Ten figures can be seen running into the floating ship; clearly, it was obvious that they were in a hurry. Khun, who was contacting Boro at the moment, cannot prevent his adrenaline from coursing through his veins, which makes the situation far more dire than they anticipated at all.
"Thanks to the worrywart heir, who called the teacher who adores his pupil so damn much!! We started off a little late!!" Vior grumbled right beside him, resenting how she was at fault here. "So, we're now getting on the floating ship and heading to the station!!"
"We'll hurry as fast as we can!" Khun shout earned a look of disapproval from the heir who was running right beside him, clearly ridiculing him and saying that it was impossible.
[ As fast as you can?! HEY!! The train leaves at midnight!!! ]
[ No matter how much you rush yourselves, you will never make it on time!! ]
"We already knew we wouldn't make it on time anyway!! Someone already confirmed it for us!!" Khun glanced at his pocket, knitting his brows. "I'll do whatever I can to make us get there!! Trust us and wait a bit longer, even if it takes some time!!"
"I'm hanging up now!! See you later!" The sound of the call ending resonates in the vicinity around them. The sounds of their footsteps continue to reverberate across the ground, and they change into the sound of metal.
"How confident are you that we'll make it?!" Vior shouted back, entering the floating ship that was slowly closing in.
Khun turned to look at her with narrowed eyes, listening to the sounds of the ship's engine starting up. The train will arrive soon — that's the clarification they received from the guide that belonged to the heir. But now they must delay their arrival; they must have been waiting for them to come at the perfect time.
