Josh looked at the rearview mirror outside the window of the magic car. The towering tower of the sage gradually moved away from him.
“I don’t understand what you’re talking about.”
Hiri sat in the passenger seat and dozed off. She had been running back and forth with Josh for two days and was starting to feel sleepy.
The physique of humans was far inferior to that of chaos demons, especially in terms of resistance to fatigue.
“Healy, if you’re sleepy, you can take a nap first.”
Joshua glanced at Healy who was sitting beside him. Nolan’s season was gradually entering the hot summer season, and Healy did not enter the state of a quilt spirit when she was sleepy.
“Later... Where Are We Going?”
Healy rubbed his eyes and looked out of the window. Joshua did not look like he was going back to the Firestone Tavern.
“White Thorn Theatre. I’m going to talk to Sir White Thorn about the shooting of the new movie.”
“Have you thought about the script already?”
