King Ralden made a mental note to get to know Ibrahim better. It looked like he needed someone to go to the museum and take photos of everything related to him.
Everyone boarded their jeeps. Amaya did not sit anymore but stood and craned her neck to watch the scenery passing by. Who would have thought that someone would make a road in the middle of a jungle? Though it was a dirt road, it was still a road, not just a trail. Then she remembered that this was a Bio Reserve. It made sense if transportation was convenient.
"It was a pity that we could not take photos. Those big flowers over there are beautiful."
They were going downhill so the jeep started to accelerate.
"Look! Aren't those Venus Fly Traps? Why are the leaves so large?" Amaya pointed to a spot that the car left behind. When Marx took a look, it was already too far.
"You seemed to be very knowledgeable about plants, Princess." The petite guard sneered.
