Never See You Again (Seeking Recommendation Tickets)

"How do I get there?"

Ymir's explanation opened up a whole new world for Rein.

It turned out that in a corner on the border between the two great empires, there was a neutral territory called the "City of Radiance" that was not governed by anyone.

It sounded a bit like "Utopia," filled with the aura of freedom and an ideal land.

Ymir said, "If you want to go there, this train's final stop is in the 'Andohar Province' in the western part of the empire. You can transfer to an intercity train there, and then in the 'Twilight City' on the border of the territory, there will be some black market merchant groups and scavenger teams heading to the Shining Gold Outpost before the 'Alkolon Mountain Range'. The 'City of Radiance' is three hundred miles east of the outpost. Once you get there, most people are smugglers heading there. With your identity as a doctor, it shouldn't be difficult to join a group."

Rein nodded and memorized everything as he listened.

Ymir seemed very familiar with this smuggling route. She explained the route to the "City of Radiance" in meticulous detail, including where the black markets were and who to contact for making contact.

There were many nuances to this smuggling route; an outsider would definitely not be able to navigate it.

Finally, after listening to Ymir's route guidance, Rein finally felt that the "City of Radiance" was no longer a utopia, but was gradually becoming a reality.

At least his immediate pressing need was resolved, and he let out a sigh of relief.

He was sure now, that was where his destination lay!

Turning back to reality, Rein looked at the two corpses bleeding on the ground and felt troubled again.

If no one else were around, Rein would choose to put the corpses into his folded space first and then clean up the murder scene.

Without the bodies, he wouldn't be suspected for a short period of time.

Thinking about it, he opened his mouth and said, "Miss Ymir, what should we do with these bodies?"

The cabin was already small, and with two people and a pile of luggage, it was already crowded. Now with two more corpses, they couldn't even move their feet.

Ymir said calmly, "Just leave them here. I'll be leaving later anyway."

"Ah, you're leaving?"

Although he knew they couldn't travel together forever, Rein was still a little surprised to hear that.

"Mhm."

Ymir nodded and said no more.

Rein pouted slightly and sighed inwardly. His golden thigh was about to fly away.

Night had fallen, and the steam train was speeding across the wilderness. The fog was getting thicker, and the range of the fog lamps was shortening, so the speed was not fast.

Cold air from the vents poured into the carriage, carrying small snowflakes. It was easy to guess that there was probably a blizzard raging on the wilderness outside.

After Ymir sent those ten short messages upon boarding, Rein knew she had probably contacted her family and would have to leave sooner or later.

He just didn't expect it to be so soon.

As expected, after midnight, the cabin door was gently knocked.

Knock, knock, knock, knock.

It was a rhythmic tapping, like some kind of code.

Rein was immediately startled awake, but he couldn't sense any footsteps or breathing outside the door. It was as if a "ghost" was knocking.

He glanced at Ymir, who was not far from him. She seemed to have expected this and responded to Rein's questioning gaze, saying calmly, "The person I'm waiting for has arrived."

"Are you leaving now?"

Rein didn't know what to say.

The big shot had already planned out a route for him, and it seemed she didn't intend to bring him along for the adventure.

"Mhm."

Ymir stood up and walked towards the cabin door.

"Oh."

Their relationship was neither close nor distant, so Rein didn't say any words of farewell.

He watched her back. This kind of parting was in line with her cold personality.

And as her slender hands gripped the cabin door handle, the quiet noble lady paused for a moment.

With her back to Rein, she surprisingly offered a rare explanation: "Originally, you saved me, and it wouldn't have mattered to bring you, a doctor, along. But the situation I'm heading into is unpredictable, and I don't want to implicate you."

"I understand."

Rein listened, and a smile involuntarily spread across his lips. "Take care, Miss Ymir."

He paused and then added, "It was a pleasure meeting you."

He had long suspected that if someone of her caliber could almost die in the wilderness, the crisis she faced was definitely not something a small fry like him could get involved in.

For the big shot to offer an explanation now was already showing him, a "tool," enough respect.

"Mhm."

Ymir didn't look back again. She opened the cabin door and walked into the darkness.

Just as Rein was staring blankly at her retreating figure, a sparkling object suddenly flew towards him and landed in his hand.

Then, a soft female voice, growing fainter and fainter, reached his ears.

"We won't see each other again. This should cover the hundred Gold Kron I borrowed from you. Crush it if you're in danger; it might save your life."

Her tone was as cold as ever, no, perhaps even more devoid of emotion than usual.

Rein looked at the item in his hand, his eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions.

Ymir had left him a teardrop-shaped, azure crystal bead. It felt slightly cool to the touch, and he guessed it was a spell crystallization formed from ice elements.

With one person gone, Rein felt the cramped cabin suddenly become vast and empty.

"We won't see each other again."

He murmured the words, and after a long while, let out a self-deprecating bitter laugh.

He was currently wanted by the black market and couldn't show his face. This trip to the City of Radiance likely meant he wouldn't set foot on Oma Empire territory for many years.

Besides, what was he thinking, dreaming of a young lady from such a top-tier noble family?

Perhaps, they truly wouldn't see each other again.

"Pah, you're just lusting after her body!"

Rein cursed himself inwardly, but his mindset shifted quickly, and he stopped dwelling on it.

At least the big shot had taken care of him, leaving him a "life-saving treasure."

But Ymir's departure did make him feel empty.

After all, his protective umbrella was gone, and all sense of crisis instantly pressed down on him.

Before, with a big shot who could scare off Jackalmen with a single glare by his side, he didn't have to worry about safety.

Now, he had to rely entirely on himself.

In a flash, Rein thought, "The gangsters and thugs on this train can get my bounty notice. My face must be quite famous in Oma. It seems I'll have to wear a gas mask at all times from now on and can't show my face again."

He sighed softly.

It was fortunate he was on the train. If he had unknowingly blundered into a major city, he wouldn't have had anywhere to escape.

"Maybe I should dye my hair and disguise myself?"

Rein, whose thoughts often jumped around, quickly shifted his focus from the farewell to other matters.

He thought about it and decided to change his appearance.

After all, when it came to wanted posters, the face was the most important part.

As for disfigurement with sulfuric acid, he, Rein, didn't think he was that insane yet.

Moreover, he suspected that whoever put out the bounty on him had used some obscure spell to confirm his identity.

If they were truly determined to find him, disfigurement would be meaningless.

The best course of action now was truly to escape far away.

After all, mysterious transcendent beings like Diviners and Prophets didn't cast spells without any cost.

The farther the distance, the greater the cost to find someone.

The City of Radiance, on the border of the two great empires, was already the farthest place humans could reach into the mist zone, and coincidentally, it didn't belong to the jurisdiction of either empire.

What Rein needed to do now was to head there immediately to lie low.

And just as Ymir's subordinates came to escort her off the steam train.

In the luxurious room of Car No. 1, Canossa J. Clofiler, the vice president of the Black Gold Merchant Guild, also seemed to have sensed something, a hint of surprise flashing in her beautiful eyes.

Under the light, a curious expression appeared on her alluring, fox-like face, and she murmured, "Hmm? A master has boarded the train. It seems that woman who sent the telegram has a rather unusual identity..."

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