"Good evening, Marinda.
The journey must have been tiring."
Arthur smiled as he pulled out a chair for Marinda.
Marinda's smoke passage has a distance limitation. Even with markers set on the 'Oriental', the furthest it could reach is only the West Berlin Territory.
Once this distance is exceeded, cooperation between the smoke passage and the ghost carriage becomes necessary.
However, this speed still surpasses the imagination of ordinary people.
The pride of the Mystic Side often stems from this.
Fortunately, Marinda's pride is reserved.
Otherwise, upon their first meeting, there would have been a falling out with Arthur.
Not like this moment—
"A midnight snack for you."
Marinda handed the basket to Arthur.
Arthur immediately took out the fried pork chops, grilled fish cakes, spicy stir-fried lobster, and the crockpot beef from the basket.
Meanwhile, Marinda's gaze swept to the side.
'Ms. Anna', Marinda knew her.
