The train, riddled with damage and full of dents, rumbled along the tracks. Judging by the patches covering every part of it, the train could still run—a miracle in itself.
"Have all those assassins withdrawn? We haven't seen them reappear since noon."
Veronica spoke from atop the train. Beside her, the red-eyed woman, whose body was wrapped in bloodstained bandages, remained silent.
Sitting farther ahead, Drey exhaled a large cloud of smoke. Only a short stub of cigar remained in his hand. He ground it out against the metal roof and said:
"They should have been driven off by us. Next, we only need to go to the Royal Capital and meet up with the dean to discuss how to deal with Black Rose."
"There's no need for that anymore."
Dragon God Dean rose from the train roof. Having temporarily joined the "Dawn Squad," he had already received word that Su Xiao and the Platinum Archbishop had won in the Royal Capital.
Before Drey could speak, the communicator in his arms rang. After answering, he gave two brief acknowledgments before hanging up.
"He's right. The matter in the Royal Capital has been settled. We won."
"Then what do we do? Keep rushing there, or...?"
Veronica looked conflicted. She had rarely taken action along the way, spending most of her time repairing the train.
"The dean gave us two choices. The first is to have his Flame Dragon come pick us up."
"No. I'd be in danger."
The red-eyed woman flatly refused. She and Storm Flame Dragon Dis were as incompatible as fire and water.
"Then we'll take this train to the Royal Capital. The dean will remain there for two or three days, after which we'll all use the teleportation array to return to the Alliance."
By the end, everyone