After the steam train arrived at the next station, which was also familiar to everyone, Wendell finally relaxed, his head throbbing again and again, feeling like he was exhausted.

At this time, he quickly reviewed his experience in Utopia.

Looking back, Wendell's body suddenly sat upright:

When he made an excuse to go to the bathroom last night, he was carrying a suitcase and an umbrella in his hands, not at all like a temporary passenger on a steam train.

And the platform worker didn't discover this, or rather, he had already discovered it, but he didn't expose it for an unknown purpose!

Suddenly, the muscles on Wendell's back tensed up completely, showing a state of about to explode.

He was startled and suspicious, and several guesses flashed uncontrollably in his mind: "The residents of Utopia are all monsters in human skin. A side that is different from ordinary people, ignoring the obvious problems?

"Or, the platform staff had already found out that I was lying, but they just didn't want to deal with me, so they deliberately pretended not to see it and let me go? Why is that?

"Well, carrying a suitcase to the bathroom on the platform can be explained by the fear of losing luggage, but the entire platform is covered, so there is no need to take out an umbrella in advance, and the rain has stopped long ago..."

Wendell's gaze subconsciously turned to the window, and he saw that the sun was shining brightly on the current platform, and one passenger after another was waiting in an orderly manner behind the cordon, which was completely different from the gloomy feeling of Utopia.

Huh... He exhaled, and his body suddenly relaxed a little.

This is not Utopia... I have already left... Wendell muttered to himself while raising his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

When he recalled his omissions just now, he seemed to have fallen into a nightmare from which he couldn't wake up.

After a while, Wendell stood up and decided to go to the platform to smoke a cigarette to relieve his mood.

Tobacco soothed him very well, allowing him to recall his experiences in Utopia again.

During this process, he had an inspiration for what happened to him: "Maybe it was because I sincerely helped Tracy that the platform staff deliberately ignored my question and let me go?"

Wendell is more willing to accept this explanation than that the entire Utopia residents are monsters in human skin.

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the conductor talking with a group of people in the corner.

Wendell leaned over without a trace, wanting to hear what they were talking about.

With the help of hearing beyond normal people, he vaguely heard a conversation at a distance that did not arouse suspicion: "We last night... the platform... Utopia..."

"Kingdom... no..."

"Please keep it secret..."

Wendell's eyebrows moved slightly, and combined with the description of the document in his arms, he probably understood what the group of people were saying to the train conductor.

They are saying that there is no Utopia station in the kingdom, and the status of the steam train last night was "missing"!

At this moment, Wendell felt a strong fear again, and felt that it was the greatest luck to leave Utopia alive.

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It took Alfred nearly a week to return to Backlund from Eskosen Port.

This is because he visited the family members of the deceased comrades-in-arms, former friends, elders who returned to the fief for vacation, and some partners of the family along the way.

"This is more exhausting than participating in battle." Alfred complained to his father, Earl Hall.

Earl Hall pointed to the stairs with a smile: "Go back to the room and take a rest, and we will talk later in the study." JrNovels.com