The tranquility of the early morning was shattered by the roar of engines, as the azure car shot down the street like an arrow, blasting through one red light after another, honking merrily along the way.
Bologue, as usual, gripped the steering wheel, transforming into a highway killer, while Palmer, still a bit drowsy, sat in the passenger seat, cheeks a little flushed, emanating the scent of alcohol, and gazed dazedly around, struggling to accept the harsh reality.
"So, what you're saying is, we're going through time reversal, and the trigger for this time reversal is Aimou, who somehow got her hands on a Fantasy Species, and there's the King's Shield Guard, the Immortal Heart going out of control... Damn! Has this time reversal happened six times already?"
Palmer muttered from the passenger seat, as he recounted, his consciousness gradually cleared up, eventually turning into a scream.
Palmer realized what was going on, he widened his eyes, looking at Bologue driving.