[It's adamant.]
Emir chuckled at Lyra's comment who easily caught on to what he was thinking about.
[That it is.]
[By the way…]
[What?]
[You seemed to hit it off with that guy. Should I be worried?]
He rolled his eyes.
[Shut up and drive, I'll go check up on the students.]
[I will, my prince~.]
Sighing at her shenanigans, Emir left the driver compartment and entered the open living compartment after crossing the main door.
It was a long hall with two benches sitting on each side, parallel to each other.
He had all the 'named' there alongside a few 'unnamed' just to abide by his fair persona… even though he cared not for their lives.
"Does anyone know where we're even going? I bet—!"
"There no world where Prof. Judas would've allowed us to go on a field—!"
"I would've liked Miss Morgiana to have popped my wasteland cherry instead—!'
