"Anyway, let's hurry over and check out that rift!"
"Yeah, all right."
Linde was taken aback by how readily everyone agreed.
"What?" Frisk looked at Linde with some irritation. "Am I really that hard to talk to?"
"Ah, that's not what I meant. It's just... aren't you going to ask why?" Linde scratched his head.
I'd prepared a whole speech, and they all just agreed?
It's a good thing, but why does it feel so unsatisfying?
Linde stood in the academy plaza, his hands behind his back as he watched the bustling crowd before him.
He had never imagined that these students, who had bad-mouthed the two of them so much behind their backs, would now be so eager to come along.
Suddenly, Linde felt that strange emotion.
A trace of solemnity entered his eyes. Beside him, Frisk gently tugged at his sleeve and tilted her head up slightly. "Are we really taking them with us?"
Linde looked down at her, the corners of his mouth lifting into a faint, helpless smile.
He gently patted her shoulder. "They're our students too. Since they're willing, we can't turn them down outright."
Still, they needed sufficient strength to join the journey, so Linde asked Asgore to help test them.
In the plaza, Asgore stood on a raised platform, his arms folded across his chest as his stern gaze swept over the excited students below.
"Are you all ready? I don't want to see anyone give up halfway."
Zhao Ye stepped forward first, clenching his fists and looking firmly at Asgore. "I won't back down!"
Not to be outdone, Wang Hao stepped forward as well, a confident smile on his lips. "Neither will I! No matter how many times I lose, I'll keep going!"
Asgore chuckled, a flicker of approval in his