The Trafford Trading Club
Chapter 1290

The Singer

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"Attention, please! Attention, please! Due to a track malfunction, the Eurostar will be suspended from now on. Passengers who have already purchased tickets, please proceed to..."

"Attention, please..."

They suddenly lost control, erupting into a commotion in the train station's waiting hall.

How could this happen?

The beastkin girl stared in surprise at the updated translation of the station announcement on her phone. She had been preparing to board the Eurostar by "extra" means, but now she could not help frowning.

"Big Sister, what happened?"

The beastkin girl said nothing. She merely pulled the hood over Orga's head, then dragged him quickly to an empty area while explaining what had happened.

"Malfunction?" Orga was quite startled upon learning the reason. He could barely understand English, but he could see the time displayed on the electronic clocks everywhere. "Then we..."

"Let me see if there are any other routes. Don't worry. We'll find a way." The beastkin girl comforted him softly. "At worst, we'll wait until it's repaired. This route won't stay closed forever. Maybe it'll be fine tomorrow."

Even so, with pursuers after them and in a foreign land like this, every extra day felt extremely dangerous... Another route? Apart from this undersea tunnel crossing the ocean, where else could they go?

Take a boat? She did not want to take a boat anymore.

Not only because she had been traumatized by being kept in a ship's hold after being captured by beastkin traffickers, but also because she instinctively feared the sea. She was a beastkin who could not swim and was afraid of water.

As for airplanes... clearly, sneaking onto one was not as convenient as sneaking onto a train.

"Let's leave this place first..."

With that in mind, the beastkin girl pulled Orga away from the train station

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