But Norma was utterly speechless at Qin's almost fantastical remark.
Even she, who was always calm, deadpanned:
"If Rhine Mr. appears right now,
I'll try that super-spicy fire noodle dish from the Lorenz Riel Alijos Second Cafeteria you recommended next time."
Of course,
Su Wen had not heard their seemingly joking agreement.
Joyce and the others appearing here had actually taken him somewhat by surprise as well.
After all, even he himself had no idea what kind of godforsaken place this was, much less expected to run into adorable girls like them here—strong at group combat, weak at small-team operations.
He looked toward the source of the voices.
Not far away,
amid this sinister atmosphere shrouded in dense shadows, where even the air seemed frozen solid,
Su Wen's gaze pierced the darkness around him and spotted a flickering campfire in the distance.
Like the sole lighthouse in an endless night, it gave off a faint yet warm glow.
The firelight, accompanied by the crackling of burning wood, not only drove away the surrounding chill,
but also slightly eased the surging sound of the dark tide.
Near the rock wall,
Qin and Norma were quietly talking, studying the layout of this eerie academy and trying to find a viable way out of this desperate situation.
Compared with them, who were somewhat ready to give up,
Miss Joyce stood alone atop a protruding rock, full of energy. She lightly rose onto her toes, her lovely eyes seemingly lost in thought.
Still,
despite having learned much about Current World knowledge and psionics over the past month, Qin ultimately only sighed.
There was a trace of regret after making her decision in the short girl's voice:
"Looks like it's time to call Triss back.
Although leaving through the Saint Mourning Hughie Fal Key would