Chloe fell into a long silence.
The tragedy caused by the Saint's Right Wrist somehow involved him.
He briefly mentioned this to Master Nini.
The Treasure Elf was very sensitive to deception and could easily detect the truth in his words.
Letting Nini pass the message to the principal would more likely catch their attention.
In this somewhat tense and delicate atmosphere, Chloe finally obtained the Racer's license.
Just for today.
When he went to the Fantasy Association.
As soon as he arrived, he saw Miseria with a face like a dead person, as if she wanted to jump off the building.
"Hey, Senior Miseria, what's going on?"
Miseria's eyes were somewhat hollow, standing there at a loss.
Chloe waved his hand in front of her glasses, bringing her back to herself.
"Sorry, I just suddenly realized my life is almost over, and I feel some regret for a moment."
Her lifeless expression really did give off a suicidal vibe.
So Chloe turned his gaze to Fratiss beside him and asked:
