The journey back from Furiano to Regina was long and tedious.
Rattle, rattle.
Swaying with the irregular vibrations of the wagon, Seongjin briefly looked up at the vast night sky.
Tonight, the stars blinked heavily, as if they were about to fall from the sky like tears.
“New… Morres. Aren’t you hungry? Try some of this.”
Owen handed him a small fish cake. He must have taken a moment to log into Pangea Chronicle.
“Hey, you punk, stop calling people’s names weirdly. Just call me Newbie if it’s easier.”
“Huh? Really?”
Owen’s face lit up.
“But is that okay? It’s easier for me, but others might think it’s strange.”
“Who cares? It’s way weirder when you pause every time you call me.”
“Is that so?”
Owen nodded in understanding, then glanced sideways with concern.
“But Newbie.”
“Yeah?”
“Is Masain hyung going to be okay?”
“…….”
Seongjin cast a glance at Masain, who was leaning against the corner of the wagon.
He had a dazed look since boarding the wagon and hadn’t woken up for hours. Falling asleep while leaving the prince he was supposed to protect unattended—it was something unimaginable given Masain’s usual character.
“He was acting really strange earlier. Maybe the guy who escaped from the sewer did something nasty…