Next, they need not worry about being discovered or pursued by the Queen's army. Nor do they need to experience numerous adventures like last time, they can simply ignore the rapidly increasing number of Mors encountered along the way, and comfortably sit in the carriage to reach the destination.
Compared to the previous journeys, this trip is incredibly relaxed.
Of course...
"That's just a small issue, the real big problem lies ahead." Habettelot stopped looking out the window, sat on a seat too high for her stature, feet unable to touch the ground swung as she spoke, "Have you thought of how to persuade the King clan?"
This question left everyone exchanging glances.
Especially Altoria, who was just avoiding Reiger pulling on her ear, now acting like an ostrich.
Clearly, this girl is unreliable.
Only the Chaldea trio, their expressions turned slightly serious.
"Speaking of the King clan, what kind of clan is it exactly?"
