How To Ruin The Original Work (16 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 62

Allen, whose floodgates had burst open, began rapidly recounting all the grievances he’d held in for so long.

“Do you even realize how worried I was? I kept sending letters, but you never replied—I was so scared you might have died! I was just about to ask Sebastian what the fastest way to Tilin is! So when I got your message, I thought I was hearing things and nearly jumped out of my skin!”

“Allen, Allen. Calm down for a second, okay?”

“Oh—yeah, sorry. I’m just so happy.”

Having finally calmed down, Allen still couldn’t suppress his joy; intermittent chuckles kept bubbling out of him.

“But there’s one problem. To get to Obelieu, I need to book a train ticket—but by now, aren’t all the tickets to the south completely sold out?”

A beautiful emerald seaside painted like a watercolor, pleasantly cool weather without the sticky humidity clinging to one’s skin, coupled with fertile soil and the finest delicacies harvested directly from the pristine coastline.

Because of these very reasons, the entire southern region—especially coastal cities like Obelieu—became the most popular summer vacation destinations.

In other words, trying to secure a train ticket to Obelieu right now, during peak holiday season, was harder than plucking stars from the sky.

“…What on earth are you talking about, Nigel?”

At that moment, a puzzled voice came through the communication stone—bewildered as to why Nigel was worrying about something like that.

Ah.

Only then did Nigel remember the power carried by the surname “Evans” attached to Allen’s name.

After all, as someone had once said, Allen was literally the richest person in the world.

“Don’t worry about it—just get on any train, Nigel. I’ll take care of everything.”

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