Dungeon

Eylat followed Fanel outside the guild as the latter took his seat on the passenger side.

“Y…you’ll let me drive your car?”

Fanel huffed, technically, it was just a service car that the ministry allocated to him. So technically, whether it's him or someone else driving, the main thing is that the car shouldn't be damaged. In addition, being a service vehicle, they are not at risk of being stopped by road checkpoints so it does not matter if he leaves the wheel.

“No, unless you don’t know how to drive,” he insinuated, but Eylat quickly responded.

“No, of course not. I know how to drive very well. I even passed my license with flying colors and…”

“If that is the case, we can go,” said Fanel, cutting Eylat off in her sentence. The latter nodded before sitting in the driver's seat and starting the car.

While Fanel had a pile of documents in front of him, Eylat took the opportunity to observe him out of the corner of her eye without losing her attention on the road.

This man was