It is all your past efforts and struggles that make you one of the thousands of creatures in this great country...

The person who is best suited for it.

Thales was stunned.

"Yes." The answer in the air was still as precious as gold.

Thales casually responded to Doyle's urging outside the carriage, while he raised his head blankly and looked at the top of the carriage, his eyes unfocused.

"Yodel."

“Have you ever had a moment when everything in your life seemed so unreal and you were at a loss what to do?”

After a few seconds, the voice of the masked guard came faintly.

"yes."

Thales curled his lips with a half-smile.

"Very good, then I'm not crazy."

His tone was lonely.

"Tiles..."

His name came from the void, and a hesitant word of comfort

"everything will get better."

Thales laughed again when he heard this.

everything will get better.

"Yeah," Thales said in a daze in the carriage, "Every time, before things get worse..."

"That's what I told myself too."
Chapter completed!